Above All Beings in the NBA

In this scene, Director Long had no chance to interrupt at all, and he didn't look at Wang Hao, but looked at Curry provocatively.

"That guy looks gay"

"???how do I say this?"

"He kept staring at me."

"..."

Wang Hao was speechless, Curry's brain circuit was really strange.

The game started, the Celtics started: Perkins, Garnett, Pierce, Ray Allen, Rondo.

The Lakers' starting lineup: Jordan, Wang Hao, Tucker, Kobe, Curry.

The Lakers' inside twin towers were injured and retired, allowing Jordan to grow crazily during this period of time. Although the offense is still based on eating cakes, the defense has already begun to show signs of the best defensive team of the year.

"Boss, leave the inside to me, and you can deal with Garnett at ease."

...

The Lakers won the jump ball, and Curry looked at Rondo in front of him.

"Boy, what are you looking at?"

"Hey, why are you?"

"Wait!"

"Hey! Can you tell me how you allowed yourself to be in the league for so many years and still not be able to shoot?"

Director Long has a black line in his head, don't think about it, it's no wonder that Curry didn't let him go two steps after the Green Army attacked.

"How easy it is to shoot!"

After finishing speaking, Curry scored a super long three-pointer in front of Long's guidance.

"That guy is so stupid, he can't even shoot."

As Curry ran back, he didn't forget to hit Long's guide by the way.

"Shooting also depends on talent..."

Wang Hao patted Curry's head, and said kindly, now Curry's mouth is getting more and more flirty, which makes Wang Hao very relieved.

"Don't forget for a while, prevent him from taking two steps"

"Ok!"

Curry nodded solemnly.

Director Long is thinking in his heart, how to concoct the rookie Curry in a while, and then...

Director Long: "Crooked, get closer to me, aren't you defensive?"

For the first time, Curry discovered that defense can be so simple. Director Long advances, he retreats, and he just watches the fun when he guides Long to shoot and pass. Done.

"Rondo, take the shot, don't you practice more every day, and show the results of your extra practice."

Rivers shouted confidently off the court

Long knew: "I practiced your sister more. I lied to you. You can believe it. I practiced ball handling and pool in nightclubs every day. Do you want to know more about it?"

Director Long put on a shooting pose speechlessly.

Wang Hao: "Sakuragi Flower Road [-] balls?"

Guidance Long: "Don't guard against me? Don't you know that my shooting rate is as high as 40% during training?"

Whoosh!The ball is shot, DUANG! The ball hits the iron.

"Sure enough, not everyone is Yingmu Huadao."

Rivers: "Calm down, have confidence in him, isn't his shooting percentage reaching 40%?"

Assistant coach: "Boss, have you forgotten that he said that he has a 40% hit rate during training?"

"Training? 40 percent?"

Rivers went crazy. In the United States, if you just grab a shot on a wild field, your shooting percentage may not be less than 40%.

Rivers stared at Long's guidance, "Is this the future hope of the Green Army in the eyes of the management? The light of the league's guard? Rondo is the one who is more suitable for Kobe, right? Form the league's iron twin stars."

No matter how unhappy Rivers is in his heart, Director Long still insists that if you dare to let go, I will dare to insist.

"ball!"

Garnett can't bear enough, he is born to be strong, how can he tolerate his team being rubbed.

"You want to make trouble? Illiterate!"

Wang Hao's words of illiteracy directly activated Garnett's long-extinguished blood, and instantly returned to the ranks of super giants. With a loud noise, he slammed into Wang Hao heavily.

Bang!

Wang Hao's expression was calm.

"Old? Just this little strength?"

Garnett was so angry that he almost gritted his teeth. If this was ten years ago, not to mention Wang Hao, even O'Neill would not despise him so much, but now...

Garnett turned around and turned empty-handed, and the ball was directly cut off by Wang Hao.

Uh....!

Garnett looked at his free hands in astonishment, and when he looked up, he saw the Lakers fast break on the third line, and the center running in the front was Jordan Jr.

"Stephen, Stephen, go up, up!"

Director Long wanted to give Jordan some ruthlessness at the basket, such as stepping up his feet or something, but unfortunately he thought too highly of himself, and underestimated Jordan too. With a huge force, he was directly knocked away by Jordan.

Boom! ! !

The excited Jordan almost hit Curry in celebration after dunking Rondo.

"Fuck, take it easy, you've got internal injuries."

"hey-hey!"