NBA: The man who passed the ball to Yao Ming

Chapter 63 Mingjin retreats, the next stop is Altland, to support McGrady

"Why can't I have a different opinion? The statistics of Chris Paul's game, but Zhang Jinshui's victory." The barman Lahm went online again.

"Please, Paul played the entire third quarter, while Zhang Jinshui only played 5 minutes in the third quarter. Are their statistics comparable? Moreover, the Rockets have been leading by 20 points in the third quarter. Zhang Jinshui Didn't work at all."

Kenny Smith was completely speechless. He gradually realized that his biggest problem was that he shouldn't argue with the barbarians.

He ignored Ram and turned to look at his old partner.

"Barkley, don't you still think that Paul is better than Zhang Jinshui?"

"Well...Paul's performance in the third quarter was at the mvp level. With this performance, you can't say that Paul is weaker than Zhang Jinshui, right?"

Barkley said cautiously:

"Also, the teammates around the two are not at the same level.

Look at PJ Brown and David West next to Paul, and look at Yao Ming next to Zhang Jinshui. Isn't it too unfair to Paul to help the two compete with each other in just one duel? "

Kenny Smith laughed back angrily, and said angrily, "Okay, okay, you can continue to fight. Anyway, the official new rookie ranking list is about to be announced. I believe that the league will uphold justice for me."

In the fourth quarter, all the players on both sides became substitutes. David West and Paul on the Hornets bench even put on training clothes.

This game is actually over.

In the auditorium, many spectators began to leave early.

Zhao Miner also posted the score on the field and the statistics of Zhang Jinshui and Paul on a certain pounce, and finally left a message saying: "The fourth quarter has completely become garbage time, everyone, let's leave, and I will also withdraw."

Then, she exited a forum and put her phone away.

In the end, as the referee's whistle sounded, the Rockets beat the Hornets 105 to 81 by 24 points.

姚明在本场比赛中18投12中,狂砍30分15篮板2盖帽3助攻,连续第二场成为nba官方选出的当场最佳球员。

After the whistle sounded, Zhang Jinshui stood up from the bench, took the initiative to come to the Hornets' half area, and hugged Chris Paul.

Paul's tenacious struggle in the third quarter made him very moved and admired.

"Paul, you played this game very well, which is very impressive." Zhang Jinshui said sincerely.

"But you and I know very well that you are the one who played better in this game." Paul said with a wry smile: "You are a great opponent, but I still think I am stronger than you, and I will fight against you next time." A match against you proved that."

"Then I can only wish you good luck." Zhang Jinshui shrugged and smiled.

After bidding farewell to Paul, several reporters from the beautiful country immediately surrounded him.

Zhang Jinshui waved his hand and rejected their interview request, and began to look for Zhao Min'er in the media area.

Suddenly, he felt his back was poked twice by a small hand, and he turned his head quickly.

The smiling Zhao Min'er was already standing behind him, today she was still dressed in a plaid shirt, blue jeans and black-rimmed glasses.

"You're smart, you know, wait for my interview first."

Zhang Jinshui rubbed his head and laughed, "Don't worry, I will leave all the post-match interviews to you as the first one."

"Hmph! That's almost the same! I declare that only half of my annoyance towards you is left, please continue to work hard." Zhao Min'er's pointed chin was raised high, not full of arrogance, but more than cute.

Zhang Jinshui stared blankly, even with black-rimmed glasses, Zhao Min'er is still extremely beautiful now.

But Zhang Jinshui knew that if she took off her glasses, her beauty would at least be multiplied several times.

At this time, the photographer from Huaguo Wutai came over, and Zhao Miner immediately resumed his professional appearance as a reporter, and handed the microphone to Zhang Jinshui's mouth.

There are still questions about "pre-match preparations", "feelings during the game" and "feelings after the game", plus "views on Paul".

Zhang Jinshui answered all the questions patiently with a smile throughout the process.

After the interview, Zhang Jinshui asked Zhao Miner if he wanted to have supper together, but Zhao Miner said that he would fly back to Houston for class early in the morning and return to the hotel early tonight to rest.

Before leaving, Zhao Min'er raised her white and tender little fist, with white teeth: "If you let me know that you dare to do something outrageous with Zi Chunlin behind my back, you will die."

Zhang Jinshui laughed and said, "Don't worry, absolutely not!"

In his heart, he didn't regard hugging Zi Chunlin as something out of line.

Afterwards, Zhang Jinshui walked to the sidelines and waved to Zi Chunlin and Zi Qiuli from a distance, signaling them to wait at the door of the locker room in 15 minutes, and then walked to the player tunnel.

When we arrived at the door of the locker room, we could hear the laughter of McGrady and others from inside.

Zhang Jinshui pushed open the door and found that Luther Hyde was crawling on the ground doing push-ups, while McGrady was counting loudly beside him.

It turned out that before the game, Luther Head and Joan Barry made a bet on the field's three-point shooting percentage, and the loser would have to do 50 push-ups.

As a result, Joan Barry made 3 of 2 three-pointers, and Luther Head was 4 of 2.

At this point, Lutherhead is cashing in on his bet.

At this moment, Van Gundy walked in with Dawson.

The smiling Van Gundy waited for Lutherhead to finish the push-ups before clapping his hands and shouting loudly:

"Gentlemen, put away the things at hand first, let us stand up together, and applaud Yao Ming's wonderful performance tonight. We can win this game, and he should bear the credit first."

The Rocket soldiers clapped their hands and stood up. Zhang Jinshui ran to Yao Ming with a smile and clapped vigorously in front of him.

Yao Ming smiled and said, "Thank you everyone. Tonight's victory is inseparable from everyone's joint efforts, especially you, Zhang Jinshui."

"Yes. Thank you, Zhang Jinshui. With your 20 points and 9 assists, I can finally relax in this game." McGrady walked up and patted Zhang Jinshui on the shoulder, and said sincerely.

Zhang Jinshui laughed shyly and said, "It's mainly because Yao Ming attracted the opponent's full defensive attention, so I have room to play. In short, it's my honor to be able to contribute to our Rockets' victory."

"Jin Shui, you deserve the praise, you just accept it with peace of mind, there is no need to be so modest." Van Gundy laughed.

Then he said loudly: "Thank you for your hard work in the past few days.

Although the schedule arranged by the league for us is inhumane, we still managed to win two consecutive away games.

Next, let's go to Altland to help McGrady back up and win the Magic, okay? "

"No problem, support McGrady and win the Magic!" Zhang Jinshui shouted loudly along with his teammates.

"Finally, I announce that there is no time limit for the team to return to the hotel tonight. As long as you don't miss the plane to Auckland at 10 am tomorrow morning, you can disband on the spot!"

"Great!"

"Long live Coach Van Gundy!"

The locker room was immediately filled with cheers from the Rockets players.

Dawson walked up to Zhang Jinshui and asked, "Zhang Jinshui, do you want to attend today's post-match press conference? The media would definitely like to hear you talk about the best rookie contest between you and Chris Paul."

Zhang Jinshui shook his head like a rattle, and refused again on the grounds of leaving the first post-match press conference to Houston.

Dawson reluctantly warned Zhang Jinshui that he would be fined by the league if he always did this, and then walked aside resentfully to wait for Yao Ming.

Ten minutes later, after taking a shower and changing clothes, Zhang Jinshui rejected the nightclub invitation from Alston and other teammates, and rushed out of the locker room in a hurry.

Zi Chunlin and Zi Qiuli had already waited in the corridor outside the dressing room as scheduled. Today she was wearing a white turtleneck sweater, blue jeans with narrow legs, and her black hair was draped softly on her shoulders.

Seeing Zhang Jinshui, her pretty face instantly turned red, indescribably charming.

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