Above All Beings in the NBA

"Well! After all, he is one of the best point guards in the league, and I can learn a lot from him"

Curry replied dumbly.

"Okay, tomorrow we will load the gun, and you will fire the cannon"

"I shoot?"

"Ok!"

After Wang Hao finished speaking, he gave Curry a meaningful look, then turned and left.

"Shooting? Slapping, why don't you let Paul and I fight each other?"

Curry's expected mood was suddenly destroyed. He had an apprentice's heart and wanted to learn something from the matchup with Paul. He really didn't want to have a needle-to-head duel with Paul. Can you still ride the buckle happy beast, Curry's small body...

On the evening of November 11, the game started. Before the game, Wang Hao went to help Curry increase the difficulty of shooting.

"Pao, did you see that kid? He is the future core point guard of our Lakers, blow him up and prove your worth."

Paul glanced at Curry contemptuously.

"A rookie? You know, my opponents are at the level of Nash, Deron, and Parker."

"Are you sure there is Deron?"

Paul sighed and didn't say anything. He couldn't beat Deron. The restraint relationship between the two was just like how Yao Ming restrained Howard.

"Curry, I have ordered you to fight, and then you just need to prove your ability in the game and blow him up."

Curry: "Can I say I was beaten into a trick?"

Wang Hao looks like a picky bastard, but several big bosses of the Lakers, including Curry's father, seem to support Wang Hao's behavior. Could it be that they are all out of low-level fun?

Triggered by Curry, who was isolated and passive, his one-on-one ability soared. It seemed that he must give the Lakers a good slap in the face of those who were not optimistic about him.

After being educated by AI, Curry learned from the painful experience and deeply interpreted his abilities. He found that he was very suitable for Wang Hao's statement. He could score higher than him if he couldn't help it. fast?Round of three-pointers, how many players in the league are more accurate than him?It's not that he's blowing, everyone sitting in the NBA is scum, of course, Wang Hao and Ray Allen need to stand up first.

"You are so lucky today"

Gasol said something to David West without thinking.

Wang Hao defeated Okafor with a jump ball. After the ball was handed over to Curry, a group of big shots who could make the NBA move by stomping their feet chose a best viewing position and started the OB.

"Boy, welcome to the NBA"

Curry wondered, wouldn't this group of people say something else?He raised his eyes to look at Paul in front of him, glanced at the basket by the way, swished, and threw the ball.

Paul: "???"

Swish!

The ball goes in.

"You don't have this opportunity any more."

Paul said harshly.

"Cut, vegetable chicken!"

To be fair, it's not that Paul hasn't been sprayed, and it's not that he hasn't been said to be a chicken, but the last time Paul is said to be a dish is Delong's level.

"Your good luck is over here, I'm going to blow you up."

Curry didn't expect his casual sentence to make Paul so angry, and he wondered why Paul wasn't angry when Wang Hao said that Paul was a chicken, and it seems that chicken is a kind of pet name for acquaintances, the better the friend, the better. vegetable.

Paul rarely prepared to single Curry, did not call the pick-and-roll.

"Hey! Play for fun, make trouble for trouble, don't take it seriously"

Paul looked at Curry like a fool, "Isn't this serious?"

Dirty Pao looked at the immature kid in front of him, and he had already started to think about how to concoct Curry for a while. As we all know, he Pao, but the famous Mai Tai of the alliance, has surprisingly many tricks.

Paul knows that Curry has problems with physical confrontation when defending. It's not that Curry is afraid of confrontation, but that he is too weak in confrontation.

The current Paul is still a small steel cannon. It seems that he has always been a small steel cannon. He just walks in against Curry, and is still in a hidden position where the referee can't see. From time to time, he gives Curry two loves. caress.

"He fouled."

After Paul scored, Curry complained to the referee.

Referee: "It's okay for the bosses of the Lakers to yell at me, who are you?"

Picking up the whistle, the referee wanted to let Curry know his authority.

"Sir, he is just a child. I will educate him well and give him a chance."

Wang Hao came over and put his arm on the referee's shoulder, and said with a smile.

"It's not an example."

If it wasn't on the court, under the spotlight, Wang Hao would have found two silver coins in his hands.

"Remember, if the referee didn't blow it, it was a strike. You should think about how you hit it back."

Curry pouted, held the ball and advanced to the frontcourt, and while a group of people were stunned, he raised his hand and hit a LOGO three-pointer.

"That's how I fight back."

Looking at the retreating teammates, Wang Hao found that something was wrong with Yao Ming, so he was worried and hurried forward.

"Dayao, what's wrong?"

"It's okay, I just feel a little uncomfortable in my feet."

"Go to the hospital quickly."

Wang Hao directly called a timeout, and Jordan replaced Yao Ming.

Jordan was not Yao Ming. When he saw Paul enter the lane, he went up to meet him. Before Paul could react, Jordan sent the racket flying with his palm.

"Here, no flying"

Little Jordan pretended to be B and pointed to the floor. He felt that his spring had come. Although he didn't like this way of coming, the increase in playing time was an indisputable fact. At least in this game, he could grow a little longer. up.

Yao Ming was taken to the locker room for examination, and later he may have to go to the hospital. The old and strong O'Neal and Jordan played in rotation.

"Hey! I can't imagine that I, who is almost 40 years old, will fly with you."