from the golden generation

Chapter 65 Brotherhood?

"I won't talk to you anymore, or the coach will lose his temper again."

After Iverson finished speaking, the two separated.

But the head coach of the 76ers frowned.

I'm right next to you, how nice it is for you two to chat directly in front of me.

He also said that if I lost my temper, I would beat you and me to death.

The small episode did not affect everyone's mood. Every time Yan Song fought with Iverson, he was very serious and could always learn a lot.

The first quarter begins, the jump ball is ready.

The two are both rookies, and one is known for his gorgeous dribbling and extraordinary.

The other is known for his explosive attacks at the basket and his big-hearted shots.

The fans also made up a jingle to praise Yan Song for shooting.

"Yan Song shoots the ball steadily, you can know if you make a shot."

The jump ball is over, the 76ers players.

Iverson and Yan Song are brothers off the court, but enemies on the court.

You can hit as hard as you can, and you won't show mercy at all.

"Come on, Yan Song."

Iverson held the ball with one hand and beckoned Yan Song to come over.

Yan Song stepped forward to keep a distance from Iverson.

Iverson first made several consecutive changes in front of his body, trying to mobilize Yan Song's center of gravity, but he never succeeded.

Iverson knew that in order to deal with the suddenly strong players, Yan Song specially trained the defense.

However, the initiative has always been in the hands of the attacker.

Iverson took the ball to the right again and made a sudden stop after breaking through.

Yan Song was not shaken away at this time, but stuck very close.

Yan Song raised his arms, and there was emptiness below.

Iverson found a chance and was just about to throw the ball from Yan Song's crotch.

Yan Song reacted quickly and directly clamped Iverson's right hand.

"Cough cough."

The referee whistled and Iverson coughed twice.

But Yan Song is very straightforward, thinking that Iverson should be sentenced to a personal foul instead of his own foul.

Iverson blushed a little, how could a tall boy be so shameless, holding his hand between his crotch.

He limped and dragged himself to find the referee's theory.

It was the first time for the referee to encounter such a situation, and in the end he still punished Yan Song for a personal foul.

"Damn, you will suffer even if someone touches you!"

Yan Song has no shame, and can still swear.

And Iverson covered his face, unwilling to let the camera record himself again.

...

After a little episode, the game continued.

The 76ers still have the ball, and Iverson executes the offense.

Iverson returned to his normal state of mind and completely forgot what happened just now.

But when he saw Yan Song approaching, the shame just now found himself again.

Iverson resisted the shame and scored two points.

"hiss."

Seeing Iverson score, Yan Song grinned and hissed.

"what happened?"

Johnson stepped forward and asked.

"It hurts."

"!!!"

...

When it was the Knicks' turn to attack, Yan Song was the first to bear the brunt. He must return Iverson with a beautiful goal.

Yan Song received the ball and spied Bu San on the spot to threaten to interfere with Iverson.

The so-called three threats are shooting threats and breakthrough threats.and pass threat.

Iverson also needs to pay attention to these three possible scoring methods when defending.

Yan Song shakes the ball to the right.

Is it to break through?

Immediately afterwards, Yan Song raised his arm again.

shoot?

No, Yan Song just tossed Iverson for a while, threw the ball and passed it to Ewing under the basket.

"Master, can't you pass the ball directly? It took more than ten seconds to make a three-threat. Are you embarrassed?"

Iverson scolded his mother in his heart, and played Lao Tzu like a monkey for a long time. This kid must have done it on purpose, to avenge the just now.

Seeing that Yan Song's wings were hard, Iverson decided to teach him well.

Then he took the pass from his teammates and quickly rushed to the basket.

But Yan Song and him were not on the same side. Iverson went to the Knicks basket and watched as Childs was about to score a layup.

"Whoosh!"

Yan Song glides over and hits the basketball on the backboard with a slam.

"Damn Falk!"

Iverson stomped his feet angrily, didn't you stay far away from yourself just now?Why are you always so haunted.

Iverson had the urge to pinch Yan Song to death, but for the sake of his own image, he decided to endure it.

But, by coincidence, Yan Yaqi came today.

"Brother, you are so handsome!"

Yan Yaqi became the number one loyal fan, cheering for Yan Song.

Iverson's veins are violent, okay, you guys.

The layup was blocked and the ball was picked up by Charles.

Iverson has quick eyes and quick hands, and grabbed the basketball.

Run to the hoop ready to put the ball in the hoop.

"Snapped!"

It was another block, and the one who blocked him was Yan Song.

Iverson's first reaction to grab the ball didn't care about anything else.

Iverson got the ball again, and the two stood facing each other.

As soon as Iverson moved his body, Yan Song raised his hand.

"Isn't it enough to cover me twice in a row?"

Iverson has some admiration for Yan Song, he is really persistent in the game, and he is really ruthless to himself.

In the end, Iverson made a drift shot to complete the offense.

The two were a little red-eyed, and neither of them would admit defeat.

In the next round, Yan Song relied on beating Iverson.

Iverson's hand frantically reached for the ball, and Yan Song took a step back in order to prevent Iverson from accidentally hurting himself.

Then he turned and shot and scored two points.

"Pass the ball, they haven't returned to defense yet."

Iverson wants to pass the ball, and his personal style of play is extremely gorgeous.

Get rid of Houston, get rid of Johnson.

The whole game was one-stop, and Iverson scored a slam dunk.

"Although Iverson is short, he can still break through gravity and score dunks."

The commentator praised, and Iverson was in a slightly better mood, but the score never surpassed Yan Song.

Just treat this game as a battle for the best rookie. If you win, I will convince you.

Iverson swore secretly in his heart that he would never go back on his word.

The Knicks slowed down the pace of the game.

Houston took possession of the ball and waited for everyone to reach the frontcourt before stepping forward to execute the offense.

After all, if the fight continues like this, Iverson and Yan Song will be like last time, and every rest will be a quarter.

Houston ignored Yan Song's request for the ball, so let's play tactical cooperation this round and use three-pointers to open the score.

Seeing that his teammates had found familiar positions, Yan Song immediately ran without the ball and briefly left Iverson in the bottom corner.

Received a pass from his teammate in the corner, scored a three-pointer, and the score was opened.

"If I, Iverson, let him score another point, I'll jump off the bench."

After all, Iverson didn't choose to catch the ball.

Stackhouse controlled the ball and directed, Iverson was running, and Yan Song chased him.

The two never stopped from the beginning to the end, and the people who were more puzzled were the audience.

Aren't you two brothers?That's it bro.

One was more ruthless than the other, and the competition was soaring in scoring. Yan Song even mercilessly gave Iverson two caps.

The duel between brothers suddenly has a scene where enemies meet.

The fans cheered, they paid for the tickets just to see such a wonderful game.

Hit, hit hard!

　The second change is to go out tomorrow and the day after tomorrow to copy the contract documents. Everyone recommends tickets for collection and support.

　　


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