NBA: I am the card dealer

Chapter 32: Murder and heart-breaking!

In the face of huge boos, Xue Liancheng also hit the extra penalty.

There is no reason not to win.

He is already accurate in free throws, and with a 10% shooting percentage, it is basically difficult to miss free throws.

8:0

Indiana got off to a strong start.

at this time.

Old man Crean on the sidelines finally relaxed his brows. While pacing back and forth, he glanced at the Michigan State bench.

I saw Garcia, the then head coach of Michigan State, standing there, his face ashen.

Obviously, he did not expect that the team would have such a bad start. A wave of 8:0 attacks directly drowned out their opening momentum.

That feeling is like opening the door and walking in. Before you can see the situation inside, you are directly hit by a slap in the face.

My head is buzzing...

Especially when Harris, his own star, made two consecutive mistakes as the leader and gave away points to his opponent, the feeling was even more uncomfortable.

Very demoralizing.

But he didn't call a timeout.

In this case, as long as the bleeding is stopped, he believes in the adjustment ability of his players.

And more importantly, there were no other problems with the tactics. Harris was the one who made the mistake. Why did he call a timeout?

Jumping up and angrily calling Harris a piece of shit?

That would not only damage morale, it would directly plummet.

Therefore, at this time, he must be more stable.

The game continues.

Michigan State went on offense, and this time the ball was held by Williams.

Xue Liancheng was still leading the defense against Harris. He smiled and said, "No, buddy, you don't even have the ball, right? You are the star of Michigan State!"

Harris had a cold face and said nothing.

"Isn't it just that we lost the ball twice? What's the big deal?" Xue Liancheng continued to tease.

Harris remained silent, and the coldness in his eyes became more and more frightening.

"Ok?"

Xue Liancheng seemed to have just reacted suddenly, staring at Harris with a look of extreme surprise, "You can't be... you don't even dare to control the ball, right?"

As soon as these words came out.

Harris was visibly shaken and said coldly, "You think too highly of yourself."

If you don't dare to control the ball, it is naturally impossible.

But the fear in my heart is 100% there.

Xue Liancheng's words had already stepped on the tip of his tail, causing him to immediately explode...

"Tsk, tsk... It doesn't matter whether I look down on myself or not. What's important is... you look down on yourself from the bottom of your heart!" Xue Liancheng struck hard again.

This time.

Harris was no longer calm, and with a livid face, he said these harsh words, "Clown... we'll see."

The words fell.

He directly reached out to Williams who was about to break through and asked for the ball.

Obviously, he doesn't have Wiggins' good temper.

His little heart couldn't stand being trampled on like this.

But he never expected that Williams, a little dwarf, wouldn't care about him at all and just rushed into the penalty area on his own.

Harris' whole face turned dark.

It’s not like there are people who ignore the famous players.

My son Nick Young is one of the best.

But Harris's fire is now raging, but his teammates don't give him face. You can imagine how he feels at this moment.

Xue Liancheng once again worked on his mentality, "This little guy has good breakthrough skills and shouldn't lose the ball."

It didn't say that Williams didn't take Harris seriously, but praised Williams' breakthrough ability.

But the invisible harm is more fatal.

Isn't the phrase "won't lose the ball" added at the end a mockery of Harris's two mistakes just now?

This feeling is more uncomfortable than rubbing salt on the wound.

Harris stared at Williams' back, his teeth almost leaving marks.

Williams seemed to be affected. Although he successfully entered the penalty area, he was too short, too light, and too weak to fight, and ultimately failed to put the ball into the basket.

Xue Liancheng sighed unintentionally, "Much better than you. At least he threw the ball."

Harris kept a cold face and did not respond.

There was a scramble under the basket.

In the end, Feng Lai protected the backboard, stood still, and wanted to pass the ball to Xue Liancheng.

But Xue Liancheng ran towards the frontcourt without looking back.

Harris, who was entangled with Xue Liancheng, was stunned for a moment and quickly followed.

If he doesn't follow up at this time, Feng Lai will make a long pass, and another scene of giving away points will be staged.

Feng Lai had no choice but to settle for the next best thing and pass the ball to Harsh.

Michigan State quickly retreated into position.

"Ahem...brother, I will only demonstrate it once, so you can see it clearly."

After Xue Liancheng stood at the top of the circle, he did not move, but said to Harris beside him with a smile.

Harris ignored it at all, but focused on the movement of the ball while still leaning against Xue Liancheng.

In fact, his defense is also very good, not far behind Victor.

It's just that he had to save his energy to attack, so the coach didn't arrange for him to keep an eye on Xue Liancheng.

And at this time.

Harsh came to the wing with the ball and was ready to wave for a pick-and-roll.

"Give me the ball." Xue Liancheng directly extended his hand to signal.

Harsh was stunned for a moment. When he advanced just now, he made eye contact with Xue Liancheng, but Xue Liancheng had no intention of asking for the ball.

Results now.

He waved the pick and roll, and Walton also brought it up.

Xue Liancheng reached out for the ball at this moment.

It is really……

But he passed the ball with almost no hesitation.

"Did you see that? This is the correct way to get the ball." After Xue Liancheng got the ball, he did not attack immediately, but gritted his teeth and said.

this moment.

Pork liver color is no longer enough to describe Harris's face.

Also wants the ball.

Xue Liancheng came right out of his reach.

And when he wanted the ball, Williams didn't even bother him.

As the saying goes, there is no harm if there is no comparison.

The greatest harm comes from comparison.

It’s really heartbreaking to kill people!

As the boss of the team, he is really useless.

But it's not over yet.

"Do you know why you don't want to play, but can I play?" Xue Liancheng was still standing there.

Other teammates were a little confused.

Everyone at Michigan State is also in a daze.

Only Harris had a sullen face. Although he did not speak, his eyes staring at Xue Liancheng were full of longing.

He wants to know why?

In other words, he wanted to know what Xue Liancheng had to say.

"Because... they trust me, they believe I can put the ball into the basket." Xue Liancheng said forcefully.

When Harris heard this, he sneered, "Ha..."

"You don't believe it?" Xue Liancheng's smile became brighter.

Harris still didn't speak, but his expression said everything.

"Well, to prove that I'm not lying, now I'm going to score on your head here."

Xue Liancheng raised his eyes towards the basket and said confidently.

"Then you come..." Harris twitched his lips sarcastically.

I secretly felt cruel in my heart: Wang Defa, if you dare to vote for me, I will kill you.

"Look, let me demonstrate again what it means to keep your word."

The words fell.

Xue Liancheng directly forcibly pulled him out.

Harris was prepared early, but when he saw Xue Liancheng actually shooting, he was really shocked!

Isn't this person too arrogant?

Do you really think you are a god?

But he was shocked. His movements were not slow at all, and he moved forward to block the shot.

Xue Liancheng leaned back as much as possible, twisted his body, and took action very reluctantly.

The body is distorted, the shape of the hands has changed, and the shooting posture has been deformed.

Such a strong three-pointer.

No one believes it can enter.

Harris was even less convinced.