Basketball god-level bastard

Chapter 82 082. Chauncey: I'm tired, are you satisfied? ! (for collection)
The Pistons in the Eastern Conference finals in the past five years are definitely one of the most difficult bones in the Eastern Conference at this stage.

This game was even said to be a preview of the Eastern Conference Finals.

The Pistons are the best litmus test for the quality of a strong Bulls team.

Kobe made a hit and ran back, Wu Hao applauded and shouted, "Good attack! Good attack!"

Um?Wu is very energetic today.

Kobe made a gesture to Wu Hao to sit down soon.

This kind of ball is really just a routine operation for the Black Mamba.

Coach Scott looked at Wu Hao with satisfaction. He was invincible on the field and boosted his morale in the end. This kind of player is simply the team's "one piece of gold".

Chauncey hit the ground and passed to Rasheed Wallace, "Roaring God" turned hard, and Pau Gasol rushed over to block Rasheed's layup.

"Nice hat! Nice hat!"

Wu Hao nodded and shouted at Paul with an excited expression.

Paul turned his head to look, Wu Hao immediately elbowed Xiao Jia, and said loudly, "Learn from your brother!"

Xiao Jia was taken aback, why did he suddenly cue me?
Hearing this, Dajia's small universe exploded!

After changing sides, Pau Gasol mentioned Rasheed Wallace's high-post singles with the ball, and the classic tentative step was falsely followed by a small shot.

Is it just you kid called Roaring Tianzun?Who the hell can't roar!
I saw Paul make this long two-pointer, then turned around and punched and roared!

The battle for the best Gasol, plus +1 point.

Xiaojia sat on the bench unconvinced, "I can do it myself!"

"I know, look at my eyes for a while." Wu Hao smiled.

Big Pyrenees is happy, it seems that I have meat again tonight, I should BBQ, or the hot pot that I ate at Wu's last time, alas, just thinking about it makes my mouth water.

Every time the Bulls scored a goal, and every time they defended a goal, Wu Hao cheered hard, making the rest of the Bulls embarrassed to just sit and watch the show.

"Strike! Three points!"

Wu Hao took the lead and made a three-point gesture.

Pistons coach Flip Saunders scratched his big nose, wondering how this makeshift team had such a great atmosphere.

A rookie actually became the bench leader?Number five is great.

Philip looked back at his players, and couldn't help complaining in his heart, bastards, you bastards!
The generals of the Pistons were also quite puzzled. After watching the videos of the previous games, Wu Hao was a quiet and handsome man sitting on the bench. Why did he become a little lunatic today?

Wu Hao thought to himself, if you shout a few words, the win value will rise gradually, and if you win 10000, you can earn [-] fans. Pang Dahai is only worth a few dollars, so work hard!

Bull and his group followed Wu Hao, shouting and shouting for fun.

Especially Uncle Joe, who has never had a sense of belonging, seeing that Antonio McDyess, who obediently took him as his second child, is worth over [-] million yuan, while he is only a veteran with a basic salary.

Joe Smith, the No. 95 pick in [-], felt very uncomfortable.

But, Uncle Joe thought that if he could help the Bulls win the championship, at least surpassing Mike Dyess in personal honor, he was still a little excited.

Therefore, the volume of Uncle Qiao's shouting soon overwhelmed Wu Hao.

PJ Tucker is not happy anymore.

Everyone is a fringe figure in the alliance. Uncle Qiao is working so hard. What qualifications do I have to continue to be a salted fish?

The shoe king played a hundred routines with towels.

When the camera came to the Bulls' bench, everyone's happy appearance immediately cheered up the audience in front of the TV.

Then the camera cuts back to the game.

Some viewers couldn't help being rude, "Who the hell wants to watch the game, I want to watch the substitute show!"

After tonight, NBC got a lot of complaints.

"Why can't we show more shots of the Bulls' bench? These kids are my source of happiness before going to bed!"

"Since watching the demons dancing on the Bulls bench, my depression has improved a lot."

Even a viewer who signed "Sad Larry" said, "I messed up everything. I wanted to shoot myself at the last game of my idol Kobe, but I watched the Bulls as a substitute and couldn't play. Ball, just an insignificant supporting role, can be so happy and shine so hard, I unloaded the bullet in the gun and decided to work hard again!"

Those who work hard will win respect and love wherever they go!
In the second round of last year's playoffs, Chauncey turned Hinrich into a scumbag. This time, he was also merciless, with long-range shots and breakthroughs full of beauty and destructive power.

Hinrich is a qualified starter, but Chauncey is the star and the soul of the Pistons!
Just before Hinrich was exposed as Xiang, coach Scott replaced Wu Hao.

"Little fat man, I know you are strong, but I don't know how about endurance?" Chauncey Billups and Hamilton both have a runner's soul.

The championship, FMVP, Mr. Big Shot, the TOP list of point guards in the first decade of the millennium, Chauncey must have a name.

Wu Hao made a tense expression with a calm mouth.

Chauncey thought he had grasped Fatty Wu's weakness, running with the ball, running without the ball, shaking at various speeds, dragging and pulling for a few rounds.

Chauncey panted and asked triumphantly, "Is it too much?"

Wu Hao smiled, and rubbed his refreshing short haircut. From the root of the hair to his forehead, he didn't sweat a single drop.

Chauncey felt like hell, "Aren't you tired?"

"Are you tired?" Wu Hao replied.

"Huh? Just kidding, the word tired doesn't exist in my dictionary!"

Chauncey chewed his gum and tried to hold his tone.

"That's hard work for Piper (Chauncey's wife)."

After Wu Hao finished speaking, Chauncey blushed, "Low-key, don't talk nonsense... Well, that's right, my brother has outstanding stamina!"

Cut, this sullen man...

Wu Hao gave Chauncey a white look, and then returned Chauncey with the same crazy running.

Seeing Wu Hao and Chauncey playing track and field on the basketball court, Hamilton was envious, "Why don't you two play with me?"

"Little Han, this Fatty Wu can't run to death at all!" Changxi leaned on his knees and replied with long breaths and short breaths.

"Compared to me?" Richard Hamilton relies on his legs for food. On this point, he has absolute confidence!
"I don't know, anyway, I can't do it anymore, if I don't change, I will kneel..."

Chauncey Billups gestured toward the coach for a substitution, and Philip Sanders nervously called a timeout.

"what happened?"

Philip and Chauncey have been working together since the Timberwolves, and this pair of mentors and apprentices can be regarded as mutual achievements.

Chauncey slumped down on the bench and replied, "Number Five's impact is too strong, and I expended too much energy fighting him."

"After talking for a long time, are you tired?" Philip asked weakly.

"..."

Chauncey had never told anyone that he was tired, but with Fatty Wu today, Mr. Big Heart's lungs were a little overloaded.

The Pistons teammates also asked suspiciously, "Are you tired?"

"..."

At this time, the lens of the telephoto camera suspended in the arena was aimed at Chauncey Billups, trying to dig out the reason for this suspension.

"I'm just tired, come on, I'm tired!"

After speaking, Chauncey covered his head with a towel in embarrassment.

Starting today, there is another word in Dachangxi's dictionary, tired!

Wu Hao smiled slightly, as long as the win value is in place, labor and capital will be a 'perpetual motion machine'!
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