reborn perfect male god

Chapter 412 Cooperating with Lin Ruofeng's Pressing Host

07:30 in the evening.

Toyota Center Gymnasium.

The fourth game of the finals finally started.

The Rockets were still the starting lineup for the previous game, while the Bulls made slight adjustments, and Lin Ruofeng became the starting lineup.

With a whistle, both centers jumped the ball.

The Bulls center took advantage of their height and moved the ball to their own backcourt. Robin dribbled the ball forward, while Lin Ruofeng trotted along and crossed the half court.

Just after halftime, Harden rushed towards Lin Ruofeng and said coldly to Lin Ruofeng: "Yellow-skinned kid, your score today will never exceed double digits!"

"The competition is not based on lip service!"

Lin Ruofeng sneered, seeing Robin's gesture, Lin Ruofeng immediately prepared.

At this moment, other members of the Bulls team changed their running positions one after another, creating an open opportunity for Lin Ruofeng.

"Lin, let's go!"

At this time, Robin suddenly pushed the ball into Lin Ruofeng's hands. The latter received the ball, jumped up, and raised his hand to score a three-pointer.

"Boy, I told you I won't let you score!"

Harden was pushed aside by Jimmy, saw Lin Ruofeng throwing the ball, immediately ran up, and then jumped high, ready to block the shot.

However, Harden's block was a step late.

Swish!
The basketball passed Harden's direct line and went straight to the basket.

Then, hit!
At the same time, the referee's whistle sounded.

The Rockets Harden made a foul, and the three-pointer was valid, and Lin Ruofeng had to make an extra free throw.

"Oh, God, Lin Ruofeng hit a 3+1 at the very beginning! The feeling is incredible." Majors exclaimed, and then said to the special guest Keston next to him. "Mr. Kerston, you just bet that Lin Ruofeng will not exceed 19 points, but now Lin Ruofeng scored three points in the opening game and made an extra penalty, that's four points, do you still want to insist?"

Keston's face was dark, but in fact, he bet it was because he was disgusted by that pig shit, and he was very upset, so he said those words on impulse.

But he had already said it during the live broadcast, so he couldn't take it back, so he slapped himself in the face, right?
As a result, Keston could only hold his head and say: "What I say means what I say. Lin Ruofeng will never score more than 19 points. He is just lucky!"

"So your bet still counts?" Majors asked.

"Of course!" Kirsten nodded with a dark face.

"Oh, Majors, I believe that Mr. Kerston will not lose again this time. Lin Ruofeng won the game last time, it was really all due to luck, especially the last ball. If it wasn't for luck, there is absolutely no chance of winning the game. ’ said John next to him. "And I believe Harden will guard Lin Ruofeng."

"Well, John, you agree with Mr. Kerston?" Majors asked.

"Of course!"

"Then do you want to make a bet together? Is the bet the same as that of Mr. Keston?" Majors replied.

John's face turned dark all of a sudden, and he gave Majors a hard look, with ten thousand thoughts running past him.

The host is really black-hearted, he actually wants to drag himself into the water!
On the other side, Kerston kept shouting in his heart: Promise him!promise him!

Finally, he had someone to support him, and John was very happy, but when he thought of that blockage, his stomach felt bad.It would be great if John could play this bet with him. In that way, even if he loses, someone will still be with him.

Unfortunately, John didn't place any bets.

During the time when several people were talking, Lin Ruofeng had already completed the extra free throw and made a direct hit.

4: 0!

At the beginning, the Bulls took the lead.

But at this time, the Rockets also showed their strength, and Paul hit a three-pointer from the bottom line.

4: 3!

"Haha, Paul did a great job with this shot. This is a three-point shot, and it's not someone who made it out of luck." John looked at the ball and smiled on his face.

However, at this moment, Lin Ruofeng took control of the ball again, and then directly killed the half court, a long-range three-pointer, hit!

7: 3!

The Bulls opened the score again!
"Hey, it hit again, Lin Ruofeng has scored seven points! Is this considered luck?" Majors said, his eyes fell on John and Kerston.

Fog grass!

The two cursed inwardly.

My eyes are not blind, can this kind of ball be called luck?John cursed in his heart, but what could he do?He was also very desperate, it seemed that Lin Ruofeng's three-pointer was really too accurate.

Kerston, who was more desperate than him, was even more heartbroken. In the blink of an eye, Lin Ruofeng scored 7 points, 19 points away, and only four three-pointers.According to Lin Ruofeng's current hand feeling, four three-pointers are not too easy for him.

Is it really going to lose?

Kerston was desperate!

The game continues.

The Rockets continued to maintain the accuracy of the team's three-point shooting, and Ariza recovered a three-pointer again.

"Haha, beautiful!" John was overjoyed.

"Really? Let's see how Lin Ruofeng attacked this time?" Majors said.

At this moment, Lin Ruofeng got the ball and hit a jumper from outside the three-point line.

"Fake!"

"Why did he get hit again?"

"Damn yellow skin, how could his three-pointer be so accurate?"

"Harden, come back!"

In the auditorium, the fans shouted fiercely, and Harden lived up to expectations, chasing back with a three-pointer.

However, in the blink of an eye, Lin Ruofeng made another three-pointer.

Immediately, the home fans: "."

on the field.

Both sides come and go, not giving in to each other, and each of them soared three points.

What shocked people was not the Rockets, but Lin Ruofeng. Everyone found that Lin Ruofeng was fighting against the entire Rockets alone.Facing Paul, Ariza and Harden, Lin Ruofeng took the lead by himself.

"Oh, this is the fourth three-pointer!" Majors' eyes lit up, and Lin Ruofeng singled out the entire Rockets.

Kerston next to him clenched his hands, damn it, how could it be so fast?

Immediately afterwards, Majors exclaimed again: "My God, the fifth! Lin Ruofeng has already scored 15 points!"

Kerston's face was as dark as stagnant water, the hateful host, can you stop yelling so loudly?I'm afraid that others don't know the same.

"Oh my god, it's the sixth one! Lin Ruofeng has already scored 18 points, one point away!"

cried Majors, glancing at Kerston. "Mr. Keston, are we going to bring up the little pig just now?"

Kerston's inner breakdown.

Can you please not mention this?What the heck, I've never seen a host so wicked.

"Not yet 19 points, let's wait until he exceeds [-] points!" Kerston prayed in his heart that Lin Ruofeng would not score any more goals.

however.

At this moment, Lin Ruofeng made his seventh three-pointer.

21: 18!

Lin Ruofeng scored 21 points, overwhelming the entire team by himself!
At this time, everyone in the Rockets' company was as gloomy as water.

"Mr Kerston"

When Lin Ruofeng made the seventh three-pointer, Majors called Kerston again, but before he finished speaking, Kerston covered his mouth and rushed out.

"Damn host, it hurts so much! I won't do it, no matter how much money I give you!"

Keston felt that if he stayed here, his lungs would explode.

(End of this chapter)