from the golden generation

Chapter 300 I'm back
"I'm back."

Yan Song stood at the entrance of the passage, majestic.

Seeing him coming back, Houston leaned on his knees and laughed.

"Heh...heh, pretend to be 13, and you fucking know to come back!"

Huston laughed while cursing. He looked at Yan Song's serious face, and he felt that Yan Song was different from before.

I saw that Yan Song waved his hand towards Houston, and Houston, who was about to play, retired automatically.

Afterwards, Yan Song strode onto the court, turned around and glanced at the Pacers.

Another look at the score difference.

"Sixteen points?"

Yan Song spit out a few words calmly, the 13 he pretends to be now is not an ordinary 13.

Miller looked at him with contempt, Yan Song did not look at him, but walked to the Knicks basket, ready to catch the ball.

"Game start!"

The fourth quarter of the third game between the Knicks and the Pacers restarted, and Yan Song suddenly returned in the fourth quarter.

At this moment, the Knicks seldom burst out with earth-shattering shouts at home.

"Yan Song!"

"Yan Song!"

The Yan Song they were looking forward to came back, but although he came back, has his condition recovered?

The fans were curious, and so were the Knicks.

At this time, everyone put their hopes on Yan Song, and they believed that Yan Song would never let them down again.

"The game started and Ward passed the ball to Yan Song."

Yan Song is holding the ball in his right hand. It is now the fourth quarter, and the physical strength of his teammates and opponents has dropped a lot.

And he has a great advantage, Yan Song has no intention of saving energy, and after a quick disguise, Yan Song passes Miller.

He could have broken into the paint, but Yan Song didn't.

Yan Song chose to turn around and back outside the three-point line after passing.

For the top three-pointer, Yan Song made the shot without any hesitation.

"Throw a three-pointer as soon as you come up?"

"I won't score, rebound!"

Miller yelled, but Schmitz didn't see the ball hit the rim or the backboard.

The ball went directly into the basket, a three-pointer was hit, and the score was pulled to [-] points.

"nice shot."

Houston was there roaring, sir.

How did you come here? You know how to play cool.

I was almost exhausted after three consecutive quarters, but why did you suddenly change so much, boy?

The smile is gone, the seriousness is terrible, it seems that it is so crazy for some reason.

Houston couldn't help but associate Yan Song's serious situation with the disappearance of Yan Yaqi.

Yan Song may be doing it for his sister, to let more people help him find his sister, and to let more people know about it.

Therefore, Yan Song needs to win, reach the finals and even win the championship.

It was the first time Houston saw such a competitive Yan Song.

Yan Song has never shown such a reaction, he is too tempered, and now his dedication to the game exceeds everyone else.

In other words, now he is not only fighting for himself, he is fighting for everyone.

"Hold on, keep scoring, his physical strength is at its peak, and it is impossible to exhaust him."

Miller is well aware of the horror of Yan Song's physical strength. Even if Yan Song had fought for three consecutive quarters before, his physical strength is still sufficient now.

But now, Yan Song is playing in the fourth quarter, and his physical strength is at its peak. They have no way to solve Yan Song's physical strength problem.

Therefore, the current method is to stabilize the score to prevent Yan Song from using his physical strength to kill them.

As soon as Miller finished speaking, Mullin, who was in possession of the ball, passed the ball to Schmitz inside.

The ball rushed to the inside, halfway, the ball was grabbed by Johnson.

Johnson got the ball and threw it to Yan Song without hesitation.

Yan Song received the ball, and he felt someone coming from behind him.

In fact, this is exactly the case. Davis wants to steal Yan Song behind Yan Song.

With his back facing Davis, Yan Song dribbled the ball behind his back and immediately turned and moved laterally.

Davis jumped into the air, Yan Song made two kills into the frontcourt, and then broke through to the left.

After a step, Yan Song blew up the ball and made a jump shot.

Under the double-teaming of Miller and Jackson, Yan Song made a decisive shot and scored again.

"Made!"

Jackson looked back at Yan Song and made another three-pointer, he was really confused.

Yan Song is not Jordan, he thinks there is a big gap between Yan Song and Jordan.

But looking at it now, Yan Song seems to be more aggressive than Jordan, he is more energetic than Jordan.

6 points, Yan Song scored [-] points as soon as he played.

Now, the Knicks are only [-] points behind the Pacers, just [-] points.

Although the Pacers are still ahead, they are scared.

"Keep an eye on him! The Knicks are now relying on him to overtake!"

Bird reminded the Pacers, but some of them didn't seem to hear.

Miller stared blankly at Yan Song who was back on defense. He was suddenly at a loss, and Miller's hands were numb.

It's not because of anything else, but because Yan Song just hit a three-pointer against him and Jackson like a killer.

This is no ordinary player, this is a big heart, a playoff killer.

"You must keep an eye on him, otherwise, I will lose my confidence."

Miller is not joking now, he is keeping a close eye on Yan Song now.

After the Pacers scored a two-pointer, Miller began to mark Yan Song in the backcourt.

However, it was only him, Yan Song still easily got rid of him.

"Replenishment!"

Miller yelled, and Jackson stretched out his hand to push Yan Song.

Yan Song turned to avoid Jackson.Jackson was in a hurry and continued to chase.

"Yan Song shoots a backward jumper!"

The commentator shouted, and Jackson pushed Yan Song down at this moment.

The ball was turning towards the basket, Yan Song lay on the ground and did not look at the basket, he clenched his right hand tightly.

"This goal must be scored if it is said to be scored, and it must be scored if it is not scored!"

Yan Song was thinking, only to hear a swish, the ball went in, and the whistle blew.

"Two plus one, that's another chance to get three points."

The next moment, Yan Song made a free throw and scored three goals. Yan Song scored 9 points.

Now the score gap has been narrowed again, with only 9 points left.

But now, Yan Song only played for a few minutes.

"Impossible, leading by 16 points, now there are only 9 points left?"

"We only got two points, they got nine."

The Pacers were in disarray, and they were playing very smoothly, but Yan Songde saw a change in the situation.

Yan Song, Yan Song again.

Without him, the Pacers could win, but with him, Yan Song actually tried to stop them.

Annoyed, Jackson, who was on the top just now, looked at Yan Song and attacked again after the attack failed.

"do not!"

Miller yelled, Jackson hit the head, how could he do such a stupid thing.

Just watched Yan Song shoot a three-pointer on the right, and the ball has just been thrown.

Jackson knocked down Yan Song, Yan Song fell to the ground, and the referee blew his whistle.

People's hearts were in their throats, and they only heard a whoosh.

The ball went in the fuck again!
Going in again, just now it was 2+1, but now, Yan Song directly got 3+1.

(End of this chapter)