from the golden generation

Chapter 285 Entering the state

3 more minutes.

At this time, the Knicks' score came to 16 points, 6 points in 16 minutes.

Yan Song scored 10 points, and Oakley and Houston got the rest.

For the Heat, the start was not smooth. The Knicks had 16 points and they only had 7 points.

"how is this possible?"

Mourning was a little surprised and found it incredible.

Why is the Knicks so strong, how can they be so strong.

Even against the Bulls, the Heat have never been so aggrieved.

But the Knicks beat the Heat as soon as they came up, which made Mourning even more uncomfortable.

Just the same experience last year, same ending.

It happened to the Heat players again, and none of them was aggrieved.

He got zero seals last year, and this year is still the same. He was led by the nose as soon as he came up.

Why?Will their two years of hard work be ruined by the Knicks?

Mourning was angry, Hardaway was angry, and Brown was also angry.

They don't lose, they look at the culprit, just a 19-year-old, much younger than them.

But he scored on them time and time again, making them aggrieved.

They really wanted to play tricks on Yan Song, but Mourning was unwilling to do that.

Because the victories obtained through despicable and vicious means are worthless, and that will be worse than the championship won by Malone.

Therefore, the Heat have nothing to do with Yan Song now, the kid is growing too fast.

The blessing of the scoring champion and the stealing champion made him stronger, and he had no scruples in playing games, just wanting to win the game and win.

"boom."

Yan Song got an offensive rebound in the interior, and it didn't matter that Johnson missed a shot just now, because Yan Song, an all-around fighter, was there.

After Yan Song grabbed the offensive rebound, he held Hardaway with his left hand and hit the board with his right arm high to score another two points.

So far, Yan Song has scored 12 points, and only about 7 minutes have passed in the first quarter.

"Give the ball to Yan Song and let them see how strong the current team leader is."

The commentator supported Yan Song and completely became Yan Song's fan.

After the Heat failed to attack again, the ball went to Yan Song.

Now, it is most reasonable to only get the ball into Yan Song's hands.

Jordan in front of the TV was watching the game. He watched Yan Songli hit and hit, then turned around and scored.

Jordan silently recited a sentence of 14 points in his heart, and his eyes showed worry.

Yan Song... is really getting stronger and stronger.

The last time I accidentally injured him, it seemed to make him stronger.

Yan Song seems to have opened up the second line of Ren and Du. He averaged more points per game than Jordan, and he was close to crazy when attacking.

Now the Heat don't have a good defender to limit Yan Song, and Mourning will be killed if he defends.

Yan Song's speed is very fast, coupled with Van Gundy's physical training of Yan Song, coupled with Iverson's extreme shot training against Yan Song.

Yan Song is like a steel cannon, he will attack anyone who defends him.

In the playoffs, he no longer concealed himself, and the labels of honesty and low-key were torn apart by him.

He plastered his arrogance and madness all over his body, now Yan Song only fights for himself.

What shit Knicks, what shit management, if you can, destroy them all.

Yan Song now...just wants to play the game well and become the number one in the league.

...

"boom."

Yan Song blocked Hardaway, but Hardaway took the ball back.

What Hardaway saw on Yan Song's face was the desire for victory, he wanted to win and he wanted to win.

Last year's own injury was an important reason for missing the championship. This year he does not want any accidents.

He was injured last year, but this year he always felt that something bad would happen, that's why Yan Song worked so hard.

After a period of time, Yan Song was covered in sweat.

In one quarter, he scored 18 points, 2 assists, 2 rebounds and 1 block.

Such a result is already the result of some players in four quarters.

Yan Song's one quarter is four quarters higher than the others, and everyone knows his strength. , the title of genius was given by people.

Now, Yan Song is synonymous with invincibility.

In an attack in the second quarter, Yan Song rushed inside, and Brown behind him reached out and pulled Yan Song's jersey.

Tried to prevent Yan Song from scoring a layup, but Brown still underestimated Yan Song, and Yan Song continued to run under his pull.

With a guard layup, Yan Song scored 2+1.

Immediately afterwards, Yan Song made a free throw.

Yan Song scored 14 points throughout the second quarter, halftime passed.

Yan Song scored 32 points, everyone cheered around Yan Song in the bench, Yan Song did not respond.

Still with a rigid face, everyone knows that Yan Song has entered the state.

And when he enters the state, he will not pay attention to all the interference from the outside world, he will only live in his own world.

At this moment, Yan Song could only hear his own breathing, which was so clear.

once... twice...

The exhaustion dissipated, and I felt as if I had been on a stimulant, and I was always strong.

"Why, why does my hand feel so good in this game."

"Why, I clearly want to speak but I can't."

"Why do I ignore everything in the outside world? Why is it so hard for me to even listen to them now?"

Yan Song kept asking himself questions, closing his eyes and shaking his head.

Beads of sweat dripping from my head...

tick…

The voice was so clear that Yan Song only felt that he was hallucinating.

To put it more clearly, Yan Song can only feel his own existence now, and he hardly heard the cheers of the fans during the two quarters.

Could it be that the fans didn't cheer?
Of course not, today's scene was full of applause and voices.

It's just that Yan Song was too serious and ignored everything around him.

This is what Houston calls the state. When you are not in the state, everything around you will affect you.

Their booing, insulting will be.

But Yan Song was too focused, so he blocked everything.

This included some celebrities greeting Yan Song, but Yan Song ignored them.

It was not until the beginning of the third quarter that Yan Song's blurred eyes recovered.

He walked out of the player tunnel again, looking at everyone around him excitedly.

"Yan Song has come out."

"Idol, Yan, please sign me."

"Hello, next MVP."

This time, Yan Song heard people's voices.

He smiled at the crowd and waved to the stars seated closest to the Knicks bench.

This time, Yan Song did not ignore them.

Nine times out of ten, people came to see me specially. It would be very rude for me to ignore them in the first two quarters.

Among the many famous celebrities, Yan Song saw a rather special man.

The other party was dressed politely, with long, curly hair.

Wearing a black suit, black leather shoes, and black sunglasses, he looked very cool.

"That is?"

Yan Song didn't know each other, but he always felt that he had met him somewhere.

Houston glanced at it, then smiled.

"You are very lucky. Big stars come to watch you play, and they are ten thousand times more popular than you."

Houston left after speaking without telling Yan Song the other party's name.

Yan Song looked at the other party for a while, and the other party waved his hand at him, and then gave him a thumbs up.

"great!"

(End of this chapter)