Buddha's light illuminates NBA

Chapter 124 She Was Actually Pretentious
26分8助攻3篮板1抢断2盖帽4失误5犯规，这是陆鸣全场打玩，交出的数据。

It looks pretty good, right?

However, considering that it took Lu Ming 26 shots to score these 27 points, and the hit rate was just 33.3333%, it was a bit ugly.

Of course, these are not the fundamental reasons why Lu Ming was questioned by the media at the post-match press conference.

The fundamental reason is that the team won against the Magic last time, but lost tonight.

It's easy to talk about winning, but the team lost and couldn't turn the tide at the critical moment, so someone instantly labeled him as unable to hit the key ball.

If Lu Ming just got the 698 big sneaker contract, it will inevitably be questioned.

"Lu, we all saw that your performance in the first three quarters was completely disastrous. Why? Does it mean that the Magic's defensive strategy against you has revealed your true colors?" The reporter's question was very unfriendly from the beginning.

"I missed some shots that should have been scored, that's it." Lu Ming was very tired, but he had to hold on to answer the reporter's questions.

"According to statistics, you missed a total of 18 shots, even surpassing the highest number of shots taken by other Knicks teammates. In my opinion, this is a completely cancerous approach. Lu, how do you explain the fact that you took the highest number of shots and hurt the team?"

18 shots, exactly the team's second shot point tonight, Chandler's total shots.

Did you miss so much?

Lu Ming couldn't believe it. He glanced at Chandler next to him and found that he was also surprised. Then he shook his head and said, "I can't explain it. You know, there are always nights like this, you feel like someone has cast a spell on the opponent's basket, and you can't make any shots."

"However, from the statistical point of view, although you have done well in terms of scoring and assists, it is difficult to hide the fact that as the season progresses, your efficiency value is declining step by step! How do you explain this?"

Perhaps inspired by Superman with Spectacles, today's reporters seem to have prepared evidence.

As long as Lu Ming dared to deny it, he would immediately throw out the evidence.

Lu Ming shook his head and said, "I just play on the court and then go back to practice. I have never paid attention to the efficiency value you mentioned."

"Lu, you didn't answer my question directly. Everyone knows that in the 09 rookie class, you and Brandon Jennings of the Bucks both played 50+ performance nights, but similarly, you also have another similarity, that is, you get high scores only when you occupy a lot of the team's possessions."

"If I only take one shot in the whole game, but get 20+ or ​​even higher points, what do you think? Is it extremely efficient?" Lu Ming thought for a while and asked back.

"This is impossible!" The reporter replied immediately.

"That means, all his other shots turned into free throws." Lu Ming patiently explained to him.

But the reporter didn't believe it at all, and didn't listen to it. They just thought that Lu Ming was deliberately changing the subject and continued to question him.

At this time, D'Antoni said, "Actually, as the team's head coach, I have a lot of responsibility for the loss tonight. You only saw Lu Tou conceded 18 goals, but you deliberately didn't see it. In the last quarter, he scored 20 points in a single quarter and almost led the team to win the game. It's just a pity that God is not on our side today."

"However, Lu also missed the second-to-last shot. If that goal was scored, the Knicks might still have a chance. Therefore, I think Lu should bear more responsibility for today's loss. Perhaps, as the head coach, you should reduce Lu's shots and give more points to others." The reporters didn't want to let Lu Ming go.

"Sorry, as the head coach, my task is to win the whole team. Also, it's very late, we have a game tomorrow, so let's end this press conference." D'Antoni was also very tired, and even yawned when he was talking.

Although the reporters didn't want to let it go, they could only let it go.

The next day, the tired Knicks played back-to-back games against the Atlanta Hawks.

In this game, Lu Ming still started, but returned to the position of shooting guard.

The starting point guard, Chris Duhon, scored 16 of 10, 8 of 4 three-pointers, and scored 25 points. Harrington also scored 17 of 11, 8 of 4 three-pointers, and scored 27 points. David Lee, Chandler and Larry Hughes all scored 15+ points.

Lu Ming only played 28 minutes. He took 12 mid-range shots, made 8 of them, and added 4 free throws. He just scored 20 points, 7 assists, and 6 rebounds.

Then, the Knicks used a multi-point blooming game to gain a victory in Atlanta and avoid a losing streak in away games.

Although the team won, the voice of doubt became louder.

However, for the purpose of protection, D'Antoni took the best Al Harrington of the game and Chris Duhon, who returned to the starting lineup, to the post-match conference.

Although Lu Ming did not appear, the questions about him will not be omitted.

"Coach D'Antoni, we noticed that in this game, you put Lu back to the shooting guard position, and controlled his shots, and won all the games. So, can you prove one thing, that Lu Ming, as the team's second or even third scoring point, is the key to the Knicks' victory while being a non-organizer and reducing playing time?" a reporter asked.

At any time, a theory will never become obsolete.

D'Antoni glanced at the reporter and said, "Back-to-back games, and too much playing time in one game on land. So this game was arranged to protect the players from injury. As for what you said, I believe it is just your family's opinion."

"But after the two games, it just proved that my family's words are correct." The reporter looked confident.

Afterwards, Chris Duhon was asked a similar question, perhaps more pointedly.

"Chris, we saw that your excellent performance today is related to Coach D'Antoni putting you back in the starting lineup and re-playing the playmaker. So, for the previous game, Lu occupied your possession of the ball. Are you dissatisfied with the team's arrangement?" The reporter asked in public.

The corners of Chris Duhon's mouth twitched.

Damn, if you ask this kind of question in public, how do you want me to answer it?

Are you stupid, or am I stupid?

After showing a very disdainful expression, Du Hong said, "As a player, I just play under the arrangement of the head coach. It doesn't matter any position, starting or substituting. The important thing is that the head coach and Lu are leading us to win."

Very conventional answer.

But the reporter obsessively heard the "implicit meaning" from it, so he asked, "So, you are actually dissatisfied with the head coach's arrangement, right?"

"Next!" Du Hong skipped over.

After the press conference, the Knicks rested in Atlanta for one night, and flew back to New York the next day.

After the two consecutive away trips, the team returned to New York, immediately announced their disbandment, and took a day off.

After getting off the plane, Hall came over as soon as he got back to the apartment.

"Boss, the reports these days are not good for you." Brother Chun put down the thermos cup, took a sip of the tea that Lu Ming had poured, and didn't taste much.

"Isn't this normal? If you play well, the reporters will say hello. If you don't play well, the reporters will naturally start saying no. What's the matter?" Lu Ming said with a smile.

"That's what I said, but we don't hope that you can play better, hehe." Brother Chun smiled a little wretchedly.

"It's normal to have ups and downs. Maybe in the next round, I'll make a big fuss?" Lu Ming rolled his eyes at Brother Chun, "Let's get down to business."

"..."

Hall thought to himself, aren't we learning the habits of your country, and talking nonsense for a long time before getting down to business.

Yes, it was also rejected.

Brother Chun complained in his heart, and then came up with a few contracts.

It's not a big contract, just some small endorsements, but the small feet of mosquitoes are also meat, and they don't eat for nothing.

After reading the contract, he felt that there was no problem, so he signed it and asked Hall to deal with the follow-up matters.

After lunch, just as she was about to take a lunch break, Yuya came over here.

"Master Lu, you've been very popular lately! It's a big contract, and you've been questioned by media experts. It feels like when you open the newspaper, it's all about you." Youya said with a smile.

"No good news?" Lu Ming asked.

"Well, there's really no good news. But isn't this better?" Youya said.

"It's better if there's no good news?" Lu Ming didn't understand Youya's thinking.

"That's right. It's not always written like this in the book. When the protagonist is in a low period, after being questioned by everyone, he rises strongly and slaps him in the face." Youya said, and made a slap in the face.

He's actually a person who likes to pretend and likes to slap his face?
Lu Ming opened his mouth and yawned, and said, "What if I'm still in the trough? But some experts say that I've really hit the rookie wall right now, and my prospects are worrisome."

"The experts you mentioned, are they serious?" Youya asked with her head tilted.

"Haha, we don't know if it's serious or not." Lu Ming smiled, glanced at the sofa, then walked over, ready to lie down and talk, a little sleepy.

As a result, just as he was about to lie down, he found that Youya had sat down on the sofa one step ahead, and was sitting exactly where his head was going to fall.

So I quickly sat up.

"Well, you can just lie down for a while, and you can talk like this. Master Lu, are you tired? I didn't see how tired you were a while ago, and those critical voices still affected you, right?" Youya let Lu Ming lie on her lap, and then gently rubbed her temples with her hands.

"Ah."

comfortable feeling!
Lu Ming closed his eyes, enjoying the service of Youya.

"You don't really want to sleep, do you?" You Ya suddenly asked.

"Hehe, no. Yes, it's very comfortable." Lu Ming opened his eyes, but he didn't even see Youya's chin.

Ignore the indecent assault and continue to close your eyes.

"It's good to be comfortable, you can take a rest."

"Well."

The next day, when Lu Ming was warming up by dribbling the ball with both hands on the sidelines before the game, he had a premonition that this time, facing the senior Nets, he might have something to do again.

(End of this chapter)