from the golden generation

Chapter 263

2 month 3 number.

The Knicks will play away against the Bucks, a team that Yan Song hated and scolded a hundred times.

It has been a month or two since Ewing was injured last time.

Although such a long time has passed, Yan Song still hates them very much.

Moreover, this game was also the first game after Yan Song's emotional outburst. Some people in the Knicks also knew about Yan Song's going to the higher-ups.

They already guessed the outcome of this conversation.

They were also worried that Yan Song would cause conflicts because of this incident, deliberately not playing well, and retaliate against the team.

Yan Song can only say that they are thinking about it, he will not bring personal grievances into the overall situation of the team.

The team is one aspect, and personal grievances are also aspects, and grievances and grievances are clear.

...

"Yan Song, what did the high-level people tell you? Do you have any favorite teams?"

"If there is, you have to tell them about it, in case they find out in their conscience and follow your wishes."

Houston was doing ideological work for Yan Song, and Yan Song looked at Houston, who looked a bit like Han, and said.

"Yes, but I won't say it, they don't think about the players, and he has already said that interests come first!"

After Yan Song finished speaking, Johnson beside him said.

"There are very few good people in management."

"It's all about interests, and you can't blame them. This is a business alliance, ruthless."

The words fell.Several people around nodded their heads, Yan Song didn't speak any more, just took a few breaths and looked at the number on his jersey.

"In the future, change it."

...

The game started and it has reached the 6th minute of the first quarter.

At this time, the Knicks were 2 points behind, and the Bucks had just relied on Ray Allen's three-pointer to overtake the score.

"Ray Allen? His physical fitness is good, why don't he focus on three-pointers?"

When Ray Allen hit a three-pointer, Yan Song couldn't help asking such a question.

So far, Ray Allen has been driving to the offensive basket, and it seems that he likes to dunk.

"Hey, Ray Allen, why don't you shoot a few more shots?"

When Yan Song asked, Lei Allen turned his head and smiled.

"Who doesn't know how to shoot."

Yan Song was stunned by Lei Allen's words, but soon, Yan Song laughed again.

"That also depends on the shooting percentage!"

After all, Yan Song catches the ball and kills to the right of the three-point line.

As soon as he got there, after a right move, Yan Song jumped up and shot.

As soon as the ball was shot, Ray Allen first tried his best to block the shot, and then turned his head to check whether the basketball was hit.

"Shh!"

There was a crisp sound, the sound of stone sinking into the sea.

"Yan Song hit a three-pointer, and the Knicks led by one point."

The goal is scored, the people cheer, and the commentator applauds.

Yan Song smirked at Lei Allen, Lei Allen pulled his face, and then thought in his heart.

"Is he the most beautiful person after the alliance?"

Ray Allen didn't want to admit it, but he only talked about strength.

Yan Song's strength is already one of the best. Currently, only injuries can destroy him.

"Are you so pushy, aren't you afraid of being targeted and ruined by someone?"

Lei Allen became worried again, if there was another team, Yan Song would be injured.

They may not, like Jordan, have no intention of doing so.

If some teams intend to destroy Yan Song, Yan Song must be in bad luck.

Ray Allen thought, but did not delay him from participating in the attack.

This time the teammate gave him the ball again, Yan Song just shot against him, and the teammate also wanted him to return one.

Ray Allen held the ball in both hands and was still thinking about it. Yan Song looked at him and then snatched the ball.

"What are you thinking? Put the ball so far forward, give it away for nothing?"

Yan Song was overjoyed, took the ball and ran away.

And Houston runs faster, and Houston is frantically asking for the ball.

"Master, I'll run ahead of you, don't get lucky, give it to me!"

Houston cursed in his heart, but Yan Song looked at him and refused to pass the ball for a long time.

After Yan Song ran a few steps across the half, he threw the ball this time, and Houston caught it as he wished.

"hey-hey."

Houston smiled flatteredly, and then jumped up and buckled.

"Bangdang."

The ball crashed out of the frame and flew towards Brandon.

"Humph."

Brandon snorted coldly, mocking Houston's voice.

He was about to catch the ball, but just as he jumped up, he was knocked down and the ball was taken away.

"Beep! No. 11 Yan Song, fouled."

The referee immediately made a verdict, but the Bucks were dissatisfied with this.

Yan Song's ball looked like it was aimed at the ball, but they thought that Yan Song did it on purpose.

As for why, everyone knows, isn't it because Brandon is the chief culprit for Ewing's injury?

That's not even revenge...

Also, this is the home court of the Bucks. Why would the referee favor the Knicks? Could it be that the referees are not happy with the Bucks?

The Bucks were surprised, and Bucks coach Ford walked over angrily.

They are asking for a new penalty, and feel that the penalty is unreasonable. It is best to give Yan Song a second-degree foul and be directly expelled from the field.

But the referee ignored him at all, just glanced at the chirping Ford, and then warned.

"Please don't be impulsive, or I can only give you T."

As soon as this was mentioned, Ford's arrogance dropped by three points, and he became honest.

But he still refused to accept it, and still hoped that the referee would make a new penalty. Yan Song deliberately bumped into someone for revenge.

"The game continues, the Bucks have the ball."

The referee said coldly that Ford just wanted to vomit blood.

But Yan Song, who just bumped into someone, was standing beside Ford, looking at Ford panting.

Yan Song actually laughed, the more he laughed, the happier he became...

Brandon was fine, but he was a little scared, and cursed at Yan Song who was smirking at him.

"demon!"

"Thank you for the nickname you gave me, but I don't like it."

Yan Song stretched his head and finished speaking to Brandon, then got up and left.

...

Meanwhile, a bar somewhere in New York City.

A group of punks called Big Brother to the man on the TV.

"Big brother mighty!"

"Big Brother Niu 13."

The punks screamed happily, and the people around looked at them and watched TV.

Your eldest brother is an NBA player on TV, so he is so happy.

There is a big brother who is rich and famous.

Some people around cast envious eyes.

But Yan Song on the court sneezed wildly, one after another, feeling like he was about to cough his brain out.

"Damn, who said bad things about me? Could it be that guy Brandon?"

"Itchy skin, don't you think I haven't taught you enough?"

Yan Song was thinking about how he would continue to cheat Brandon later.

When he glanced around, he saw Van Gundy talking to him.

"Don't make trouble, just teach me a lesson."

Van Gundy lip-synced, Yan Song could see clearly, nodded his head, and forgot about it when he turned his head.

Brandon had better not let himself catch the opportunity to teach him a lesson, otherwise, even if the referee expelled him, he would have to teach that guy...

(End of this chapter)