NBA: I'm not a clean center

"Hey, I'm Chris. I want the article you wrote to be published immediately. Wait a minute, with this data attached."

Taking advantage of the intermission, Chris connected with his subordinates far away in the New York office building, and sent Sean's halftime data of 14 points, 9 rebounds and 2 blocks to the other party.

"You can play this kind of data in 12 minutes, how will you play in the second half?"

Chris became more and more looking forward to Sean's performance in the second half.

With the enthusiastic cheers of the fans in the audience, the second half of the game officially kicked off.

Stanford University's lineup is still the same as the opening starter, unchanged.

The University of Washington is still a combination of Habern and Jay Levy, two old black insiders, plus three outside shooters.

When the commentator saw this lineup, he laughed aloud:

"Washington University is bound to make Sean an Oreo cookie."

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Since Sean jumped the ball to win the first half, the second half was automatically given to the University of Washington.

Sean stood in the paint area, no matter where Habern ran, as long as it was not in the restricted area, he would ignore him.

After the first half of the contest, he already knew that the opponent was also a rough guy, and his offensive methods were equal to zero.

Sure enough, at the free throw line, he seemed overwhelmed by the pass, and finally passed it to the guard at the top of the key.

The Washington guard cursed in his heart: Damn you, brother, you're going to throw the blame on me when the attack time is almost up.

Finally, after a bit of luck, he retreated and rushed to vote.

"Bang!"

The sound of heavy iron strikes came.

Sean stuck Habern behind him, leaped high, and received the rebound in the air.

The double double has been achieved!

Sean naturally didn't know this. After grabbing the rebound, he passed the ball like a quarterback, and directly threw the basketball to Johnny Rapp who was about to go down.

Yoni Rapp looked at the basketball flying across the air with black lines all over his head, feeling deep malice.

"Are you sure the ball was passed to me? Yao Ming couldn't catch it even when he came, right?"

The basketball flew out of bounds at an incredible height.

Sean was a little embarrassed, he didn't have a good grasp of his strength, it seemed that he really didn't have the talent to pass the ball.

Sean Xi made a mistake, and the ball returned to the University of Washington.

The University of Washington guard came over again with the ball and commanded tactics from the top of the arc.

Habern went up to cover, and Sean was afraid that the opponent's defender would have a chance to open up after the screen, so he also followed.

But the opponent's defender did not choose to challenge Sean's defense, but hit the ground to Habern who was rolling down.

Facing Yoni Rapp, who was two sizes smaller than him, Habern directly forced a layup.

The basketball bounced twice on the rim and finally scored.

A simple pick-and-roll roll dismantled Stanford's defense.

Sean frowned. He used this trick in the first half, but Habern, a rough guy, didn't feel good in the first half, and the two balls that went down went out of the box.

However, he scored as soon as the second half came up, which gave him a bad feeling.

"If he opens it here, it will be even more difficult to guard against." Xiao En muttered to himself.

Bart Wayne on the sidelines also saw this, but Kunai didn't have a suitable defensive candidate, so he could only silently pray that Habern would not make a shot.

But before his prayers worked, Stanford's offense went awry again.

On the floor, Landry Fields is making a mid-range shot through the open screen of Shawn.

"Bang!"

Landry Fields, who had a good shooting percentage in the first half, also fell into a state of blacksmithing at this time. He and Habern seemed to have exchanged.

Bart Wayne's frown became tighter. In the first half, when Sean was flanked by two black big men, Stanford University could only rely on Landry Fields' outside shots one after another. Keep attacking, if his shooting touch is not good now, plus Sean...

A pang of anxiety arose in Bart Wayne.

To make matters worse, Habern scored again with a ball that went down after a screen.

Seeing Habern celebrating excitedly, Bart Wayne decided to call a timeout if he failed to score in the next round.

Landry Fields is also a little anxious at this time, he has already felt the decline in hand feeling, but now other than him, other people at Stanford University do not have the ability to hard solve at critical moments.

"Is this game going to end like this? This is my last year."

Landry Fields was full of unwillingness.

"Give me the ball!"

At this time, a domineering voice came, and Landry Fields looked along the source of the voice, and saw Sean standing in the middle distance on the right, asking for the ball with his open hand.

"What is he doing?"

Landry Fields was a little puzzled. Although there were no guards around Sean, that position was not within his offensive range.

Out of trust in Sean, Landry Fields finally passed the ball in the past.

The ball came to Sean's hands, and the eyes of the audience followed the basketball to him, wanting to see what kind of trick he wanted to play.

Habern and Jay Levi under the blue did not follow up. For them, as long as Sean does not enter the penalty area, they will treat him as if he does not exist.

But what Xiao En did next directly surprised everyone in the audience.

Sean took a deep breath, squatted his legs slightly, then jumped up slowly, and sent the basketball in his hand with a standard shooting posture.

A mid-range shot?

Everyone's jaws are about to drop, is this a joke?

Bart Wayne's eyeballs almost popped out, and he was about to have a heart attack.

"My big baby, if you want to be deceived, you have to let other people deceive you!"

"Shh!"

There was a crisp netting sound.

Like a stone falling into the water, it caused ripples.

"Wow... Sean actually knows the middle distance?"

"Ohohoh, it's time to fight."

"Sean mvp!"

The uproar from the sidelines woke up a stunned Bart Wayne.

"When did he learn the middle distance? Mutombo didn't have this skill either. My God, what kind of monster did I recruit?"

Even the narrator was taken aback by the way Bart Wayne looked on camera.

"Judging from the expression of the head coach of Stanford University, Bart Wayne, he doesn't know that Sean can shoot from the mid-range. Could it be that the ball was fooled?"

Sean waved his fist excitedly. This mid-range shot from Ayton is really useful!

Because he prefers hand-to-hand combat under the basket, this mid-range shot has been refrigerated by him.

It wasn't until he was racking his brains just now how to break through the University of Washington's defense that he remembered that he had a mid-range shot.

I wanted to have a try mentality, but I didn't expect to hit it with one hit!

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