NBA: Come off the bench, save the national team

In Kobe's luxury villa in the suburbs of Los Angeles.

Kobe sat on a luxurious sofa with Vanessa in his arms, staring seriously at the huge TV screen in front of him.

It was playing the Thunder's first Finals game against the Magic.

He also wants to see what kind of performance this Chinese rookie who eliminated himself in the Western Conference Finals can perform in the finals.

Can they win the championship in their rookie season and win the finals MVP?

Suddenly, Kobe froze, and Vanessa in his arms frowned, feeling his strong arms.

"Husband, what's wrong with you?"

Vanessa asked, also a little surprised.

Usually at home, Kobe rarely has such drastic emotional changes.

"Qin Feng! The Chinese rookie of the Thunder, who knocked out our Lakers to reach the finals, actually used a fadeaway jumper in the finals!!"

Kobe murmured, beyond shock.

Many scenes flashed in his mind, and he didn't know when Qin Feng stole his stunt to himself.

And looking at the proficiency and coordination of the fadeaway jumper technique, it is impossible to do it without a few years of knowledge!

But this Chinese rookie, just played five consecutive games against him and learned it completely?

This is a bit outrageous.

Vanessa sat up curiously, looked at the TV, and just saw Qin Feng's return to defense from the shot, and couldn't help being stunned.

This is really similar to my husband's shooting posture!

"Husband, this is exactly the same as your shooting posture, it's incredible."

Vanessa couldn't help but said.

Kobe nodded, and couldn't help admiring: "I have to say, this Chinese rookie is really a basketball genius. It has been less than a year since his stunning debut in the Olympics, and he has no technical shortcomings. And every ability feels like it has been mastered to the extreme.”

"To be able to praise the opponent who eliminated you so much, it seems that this Chinese rookie really conquered you with his performance on the court!"

Vanessa said, even more surprised.

Kobe nodded, his eyes sparkled, and he stared at the TV screen closely, looking forward to Qin Feng's next performance.

At the same time, he also made up his mind to devote himself to training after watching the game and continue to hone his basketball skills!

The 666 training method can no longer meet my needs, and I need to invest more energy and time.

......

Ford Center.

The game continues.

Qin Feng's performance is still crazy.

The intuitive feeling of all the audience is that Qin Feng is using his statement to complete the offense and defense of each round.

Too desperate.

The audience had never seen such a crazy Qin Feng.

The first quarter is over.

29: 36.

The Thunder led by 7 point.

秦风打满12分钟，17投12中，三分球7投4中，罚球4罚2中，疯狂砍下30分6篮板3助攻4抢断的数据。

All 36 points of the team are related to him.

"Wild, this game is really too wild. Looking at Qin Feng's performance, I deeply doubt whether this is the stage of the finals, or a wild field in a corner of a certain city."

Barkley said with his mouth open, as if his soul had been struck by lightning, and then boiled completely.

"According to this rhythm, there is no doubt that Qin Feng's performance in the finals will be even better!"

"Except for 'great', I can't find words to describe the performance of this Chinese rookie at this moment."

Smith followed up, his tone full of shock.

"Perhaps, in this game, we can see the ceiling of Qin Feng's performance on the court!"

Barkley said with burning eyes, completely excited.

During the regular season, whenever Qin Feng hits surprising numbers, some media or fans would guess where Qin Feng's upper limit is?

Now, maybe in this game, we can find out.

In a VIP room in the arena.

The one who was sitting was the NBA savvy who had just gone to the locker room to find Qin Feng.

"Go talk to the referee and put some pressure on this Chinese rookie, this kid is really crazy!"

"You want to use this kind of performance to resist us?"

"After all, the NBA is controlled by capital. Doesn't he even understand this simple truth?"

"It's time to show him our influence!"

That sensible person said to the people around him, with a contemptuous smile on the corner of his mouth.

on the field.

The second quarter begins.

Qin Feng still stayed on the field.

The head coach of the Magic on the sidelines, Van Gundy, saw this scene and his scalp tingled.

He watched all five games of the Western Conference Finals and knew that this series had changed since Qin Feng started playing the entire game.

The Lakers couldn't stand Qin Feng's domination of the game.

Can the Magic hold up?

Big Van Gundy has no confidence at all.

beep!

at this time.

The referee suddenly blew his whistle and called Qin Feng's offensive foul.

Big Van Gundy was a little puzzled. Qin Feng's breakthrough and confrontation just now had no problems. How could he be called an offensive foul?

In any case, such whistleblowing is beneficial to the Magic.

"What's the situation? Did the referee make a mistake? Call Qin Feng for an offensive foul?"

Barkley said in disbelief.

His eyes followed Qin Feng the whole time, and he didn't find any problem with his offensive movements.

So this is definitely a misjudgment.

"I hope the referee just got it wrong, not because of anything else."

Smith also said bluntly, his face became gloomy.

As someone who has worked in the NBA all year round, of course I know that this league is not as clean as imagined.

Sometimes no matter how good a player's performance is, it can't compare to the whistle in the referee's hand.

Only one or two penalties are needed to affect the outcome of the game.

But in a heavyweight game like the finals, under normal circumstances the referee will not interfere with the game, but why is this happening now?

Maybe just an accident?

Smith thought about it and decided to observe again.

on the field.

Qin Feng frowned, glanced at the referee who called the penalty, and turned back to defend without saying anything.

He knew that the referees in the NBA had begun to dominate the game, and this must have something to do with the sensible person who had looked for him before.

The game is getting harder and harder!

However, can this be difficult for yourself?

Since you sanctioned me with black whistle, I don't even have the chance to let you blow black whistle.

The most basic rules of basketball must be followed!

You can't call me a foul as soon as I get the ball! !

Qin Feng's eyes were full of murderous intent, and the anger in his chest spurted out like a volcanic eruption.

The Magic attack.

Nelson dribbled the ball and stood at the top of the arc, and was shocked to find that Qin Feng was two meters away from him.

This is...let me vote?

Nelson looked overjoyed, and immediately stopped on the three-point line and made a three-pointer.

And Qin Feng stood two meters away from him, did not make any defensive moves, just watched Nelson throw this three-pointer.

Seeing this scene, the entire audience was stunned.

I can't understand Qin Feng's intention at all.

The referee standing not far from him frowned, how could this call a foul?