NBA: Start with a three-point experience card

He clapped heavily, and then touched Wang Yi's forehead in a funny way.

Then he used an electronic thermometer to measure the temperature on Wang Yi's palm, and said in his mouth, "The hand is so hot, shouldn't it be a fever?"

This move caused the surrounding players to laugh out loud.

James patted Wang Yi on the shoulder again:

"Hi bro, I like your three. But I'm looking forward to seeing more."

Wang Yi nodded, raised his chest and raised his head, and said confidently:

"You'll see."

At the same time, in the Tencent direct room.

The two commentators were also doing the end-of-game inventory at this time.

"Let's take a look at the scores of the Lakers players. James 23 points, thick eyebrows 28 points... Wang Yi 9 points..."

Speaking of this, the commentator gave a slight pause.

"Chinese player Wang Yi, has already scored 9 points?"

Another commentary guest said: "He just scored two ... or three threes."

"Let me see... That's right, it's three three-pointers. The shooting percentage is good. 9 points, this is Wang Yi's highest score in a single game since he entered the NBA."

"Let's see if he still has three-pointers. But he has a wrist injury, and the last three-pointer just now didn't go very well. Maybe...he won't shoot three-pointers again. After all, three-pointers are on the wrist. The pressure is too high.”

While speaking, the game started again.

The Warriors scored two points with a pass and cut.

The difference was widened to 28 points.

Looking back, the Lakers attacked again.

The explosive player of the Warriors was sticking to Wang Yi.

The coach asked him to guard this Oriental guy, and he wanted to prevent this Oriental guy from crying.

Moreover, he mumbled and kept spouting trash talk: "Dongfang, can you throw a three-pointer with your fragile body? Take a break. Don't worry, I will stick to it like a candy cane. You, clinging to the point where you cry like a woman."

Wang Yi ignored his trash talk.

He has always liked to speak with expression.

According to the coach's tactical arrangement, he bypassed a screen and received the ball again at the top of the arc.

The explosive head behind has chased after him.

Wang Yi only had a momentary chance to get out.

Without the slightest hesitation.

Emergency stop!

Take off!

Raise your arms!

Shake your wrist!

Shot!

All in one go!

The whole set of movements is smooth and smooth, as smooth as Dove!

Although the pain in the wrist has worsened.

But the shooting action of this ball did not change in the slightest.

call out--

The basketball passed over the tips of the fingers that were covered by the explosive head.

Under the spotlight, an orange arc is drawn.

Swish!

In the center of the basket, a white wave rose.

Hollow into the network!

Wang Yi withdrew his right hand and glanced at the explosive head.

He clenched his fists tightly.

There was already a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

This shot just now, although the wrist hurts even more.

But with the addition of the super god three-point experience card, he feels very good at shooting.

As soon as you hit it, you know you'll hit it!

Is this what it feels like to be a three-pointer?

Wang Yi couldn't help but glance at Curry on the Warriors' bench.

Curry also looked at Wang Yi intentionally or unintentionally at this time.

Seeing this, the exploding head followed behind Wang Yi, still chattering:

"Your opponent is me! Make no mistake about the situation. Next, I'll prevent you from doubting your life. Until you crawl back to your country crying."

Wang Yi didn't turn his head, but replied in a rare way:

"I'll cast you to shut up."

He didn't say it was fine.

As soon as he said that, the explosive head came back to life.

After chasing Wang Yi, he kept spouting trash talk.

After Wang Yi said that, he didn't say a word again.