Sports Almighty King

Chapter 417 Creating a Single-Game Scoring Record in the NBA Playoffs

In the rest of the second quarter, the Rockets continued to score wildly under the leadership of Wang Fei.

Wang Fei was fully fired, stealing and scoring frequently.

By the end of the second quarter, the Rockets had overtaken and led the Clippers by nearly 40 points.

Wang Fei scored 47 points in a single quarter.

In this way, his score suddenly came to 68 points.

Scored 68 points in the half, which is a very scary score.

In addition to scoring 68 points, Wang Fei also scored 12 steals, 5 blocks, 4 rebounds, and 3 assists.

This wave of offensive frenzy directly stunned the Clippers.

By the time the whistle sounded for the end of the second quarter, the Toyota Center had turned into a sea of ​​joy.

There are quite a lot of Huaxia fans who came to the stadium today.

Especially the Chinese in the United States are even more enthusiastic.

Mo Feng was very excited. After the start of the second quarter, he kept cheering for Wang Fei, so much so that by the end, his voice was a little hoarse.

"Brother, pay attention, your saliva is sprayed on my hair." The man sitting in front of Mo Feng, also with a Chinese face, turned his head and said to Mo Feng dissatisfied.

Of course, the other party spoke English.

Mo Feng couldn't guess the ethnic group of the other party.

He quickly apologized: "I'm sorry, sir, I was really too excited just now."

The other party turned his face and looked at Mo Feng with interest: "Are you from Huaxia?"

"Ah?! Yes! I'm from Huaxia." Mo Feng blinked and said, "Could it be that you are also from China? However, your English doesn't seem to have an accent."

"Haha! I didn't expect to meet my compatriots here. I'm from Shanghai, and I run a Chinese restaurant in New York. How about you, brother?" The other party extended his hand to Mo Feng.

The two shook hands.

Mo Feng said: "I'm from Fujian Province, and now I open a martial arts gym in Detroit. My name is Mo Feng, what about you?"

"My name is Duan Supeng. Everyone calls me Brother Chrysanthemum. Mo Feng, how many years have you been in America?" Duan Supeng asked with a smile.

"I've been here for 4 years, buddy, it's not easy in the United States now, business is not doing well, martial arts can't recruit students very much, Americans are learning taekwondo, karate and so on, and want to learn Chinese martial arts Yes, not many." Mo Feng shook his head and said.

"Yeah! It's true that it's getting worse and worse. My restaurant business is also average. Americans are becoming more and more xenophobic, and they will be harassed by gangsters from time to time. It's really annoying." Duan Supeng said.

"It can only be said that we Chinese/Xia people are too docile, and we just want to have nothing to do with ourselves. No one is willing to take the lead in safeguarding the interests of overseas Chinese." Mo Feng said.

"Brother, I have an idea." Duan Supeng said.

"What's your idea? Let's hear it." Mo Feng said with interest.

"Wang Fei is so popular now and has a large number of fans in the United States. I think we should jointly organize a Wang Fei fans support club, establish an organization, and then set up branches in their respective cities to gather Wang Fei fans. In this way, you can not only support Wang Fei more vigorously, but also help us attract some business, which is the best of both worlds, what do you think?" Duan Supeng said with excitement as he blinked his eyes.

Mo Feng's eyes lit up when he heard Duan Su Peng's words.

He nodded repeatedly and said, "That's a good idea!"

He paused, and then said: "I think our Wang Fei Fan Club should limit ethnicity, add a prefix to the name, and call it 'Wang Fei Chinese Fan Club', so that everyone is of the same race and root, and can communicate with each other. There is no obstacle in communication, because the members are relatively simple and can be more united."

"That makes sense! Then let's find some like-minded people after the game and build up this support club." Duan Supeng nodded.

In the live broadcast of China/Xia Channel [-].

Yu Jia and the two teachers communicated excitedly.

"Unexpected! Really unexpected, Wang Fei has already scored 68 points at halftime. This score should have broken the single-game record for scoring in the playoffs in NBA history, right?" Yu Jia said.

Zhang Weiping nodded again and again: "Yes! Wang Fei has easily broken the scoring record in a single playoff game in the NBA. If I remember correctly, the record for scoring in a single playoff game in NBA history is held by Jordan. In the 1985-86 season, in the game against the Celtics, Jordan made 41 of 22 shots, 21 of 19 free throws, and scored 63 points! This playoff scoring record has been maintained by Jordan for 32 years, and today it is finally It was broken, and what surprised me the most was that the person who broke this record turned out to be a Chinese/Xia person. Wang Fei is really awe-inspiring."

Li Nan said with a smile: "Generally speaking, high-scoring records in a single game are basically achieved during the regular season. The opponent's defense is too strict in the playoffs, and those who can score more than 50 points are considered super high-scoring. Even LeBron only scored 1 points once in the playoffs."

"Director Zhang, Director Li, the two think, will Wang Fei hit the scoring record again in today's playoffs? He has already scored 68 points in the first half, and there are still two quarters left. Wang Fei only needs to add If you work hard, it is possible to break through 100 points. To score 100 points in the playoffs is definitely a scoring record that no one has ever seen before, and it is estimated that there will be no one to come after." Yu Jia said.

"That depends on Wang Fei's own personal wishes, right? If Wang Fei wants to continue scoring, the Clippers probably won't be able to stop him," Li Nan said.

"During the regular season, Wang Fei had already scored 11 points or more 60 times, and he scored 76 points at most. In the game with 76 points, Wang Fei didn't even play in the fourth quarter. If he really wanted to To get 100 points, at that time, as long as he played for a while in the fourth quarter, he would probably be able to score 100 points easily. It can be seen that Wang Fei is not interested in scoring high scores for himself, he just hopes to help the ball The team won." Zhang Weiping said.

Yu Jia exclaimed and said, "My God! Wang Fei is really shocking. Before he knew it, he had already created so many insurmountable achievements."

By consensus, scoring in the regular season is much easier than in the playoffs.

However, among the 400 active players in the NBA, except for Wang Fei, only 4 of them have scored more than 60 points.

They are Devin Booker, who scored 17 points in the 70 game against the Celtics.

LeBron James scored 13 points in the 14-61 season.

In the 16-17 season, Klay Thompson once scored 60 points.

In the 17-18 season, James Harden scored 60 points.

As for Wang Fei alone, in his first season of joining the NBA, he scored 11 high scores of 60 points or more, which is simply unbelievable.

During the intermission, Wang Fei followed his teammates back to the locker room.

At this moment, because the Rockets had a big lead in the first half, the entire locker room was filled with joy.

"Wang, do you know how many points you have already scored?" Gary Clark asked Wang Fei happily, as if he was interviewing a reporter, intending to liven up the atmosphere in the locker room.

Wang Fei smiled and said: "I really didn't pay attention, but there should be a lot of points already,"

Gary Clark screamed: "God! You are too much. You don't even know how many points you have scored?"

Wang Fei shrugged: "I didn't look at the statistics, so it's impossible for me to just take out a notebook and write down every time I hit a ball, right?"

Everyone in the locker room looked at Wang Fei cheerfully.

Everyone laughed when they heard Wang Fei's words.

Assistant coach Fisher Tiger was holding a piece of paper in his hand. He glanced at it and said loudly to Wang Fei: "Wang, you have already scored 68 points in the first half, and you have broken Jordan's record. A single-game scoring record in the playoffs.”

Wang Fei scratched his head and laughed: "Aha! This score is really high."

Wang Fei thought to himself, doesn't this mean that if he scores another 32 points, he can break through to 100 points?
It is imminent to complete the task.

However, Wang Fei was a little uncertain about the other two system tasks.

Breaking the Clippers' defense, I should have already done it, right?

However, to increase the confrontation and make the game more attractive, have you done it yourself?

Wang Fei had no idea.

D'Antoni was also in a good mood. He smiled and said, "Wang, you should go one step further and try to score more points yourself. The playoff scoring record of 68 points is still a bit too thin. In the third quarter I'll let you play in the first half of the opening game, do you feel like you can get another 32 points and make it to 100 points?"

"It should be fine! But, if I do that, my assist count will be miserable tonight." Wang Fei said.

Throughout the second quarter, Wang Fei was scoring offensively alone, and everyone else just played a complete supporting role.

Wang Fei was worried that his teammates would have a bad opinion of him.

"Assists can be less. If you create a playoff game with 1 points, it will be a sensation all over the world." D'Antoni said with a smile.

After D'Antoni finished speaking, he glanced at everyone watching in the locker room and said: "Gentlemen, in order to help Wang create this record, I hope that you all should make some sacrifices and take active actions to give more to Wang. Do you want to play ball?"

"willing!"

All the players in the locker room shouted in unison.

Wang Fei thanked with a smile.

He said in his heart that it was fortunate that he brought the Rockets' bench lineup, and those capable players were all in the same team as Paul, so he could score without any scruples without worrying too much about other players.

However, even so, Wang Fei still felt that he should help these substitutes get a stat that can still be seen!

After being lively for a while, Wang Fei sat down to rest.

He felt that his body had reached a fatigue warning line again, so Wang Fei bought another bottle of physical recovery potion and took it and ate something.

He adjusted his body to almost the best condition.

Wang Fei then picked up his phone and started reading.

Looking at it, Wang Fei found that Liu Meijuan had sent several WeChat messages to himself.

(End of this chapter)