NBA: Opening breaks record

Chapter 353 Zhan Mei Connection
It's not just the fans who are stunned.

Paul was stunned. He even had an illusion that Meng Hua's ball-handling skills were not inferior to his own.

Booker was dumbfounded, and thought to himself that if he had such ball-handling skills, wouldn't it be easy to average more than 30 points per game.

Claude was stunned. As both excellent 3D players, they would still compete. He only now realized that there was a natural barrier between him and Meng Hua.

Bridges was stunned. Meng Hua didn't score much throughout the game, and he was still complacent about defending against him. Seeing him show off his dribble, he must have a lot of weapons.

No one was stunned, only Ayton.

Only by being in this mountain.

He tried his best to guard against Meng Hua, like an old monk in meditation, he had long forgotten what his opponent was like before.

Is it just an opponent?
The teammates were as frightened as the opponents.

During training, Meng Hua occasionally dribbled the ball, but training and competition are completely different things.

Warcraft still often shoots three-pointers in practice, but in games, this will never be his regular scoring method.

Rivers was shocked, compared to others, and was pissed off. He practiced for a few days, which was equivalent to me practicing for several years.

Westbrook was shocked, this kid dribbles so well, if things go on like this, my possession of the ball won't be even more embarrassing.

Thick eyebrows shocked, after James retires, the boss probably won't be me.

James was shocked and sent out a soul torture, did Meng Hua's effect on the Lakers be greater than me?
It was not just the players on the field who were shocked.

In the TNT studio, the four big talkers were all dumbfounded.

O'Neill's mouth can hold three fears.

Barkley's eyes were wider than a copper bell.

Smith slapped the table frantically, Meng Hua behaved like this, how could he step down from the stage.

The sullen Johnson also seemed to see a superb beauty, and his throat made a weird noise.

It's not that they haven't seen this kind of dribbling. In terms of gorgeousness, it is far worse than Irving's.

But in any case, one thing must be admitted, that is, Meng Hua has extremely skilled dribbling skills.

He is a 3D player, the best in the league, but he can do more than just 3D.

O'Neill said with emotion: "My big brother is really a treasure. I still greatly underestimated him. It turned out that it was not Vogel's insight, but Meng Hua's strength."

Barkley said: "It seems that Vogel's development of him is still in the primitive stage." He turned to Smith and asked, "What do you think his annual salary should be."

"There is no doubt that it is the top salary." Smith is no longer black, Meng Hua's dribbling is so amazing, his jaw almost dropped.

It is full of praise, how can Tencent Studio be missing.

Yang Yi and Wang Meng shouted until their throats were about to smoke.

There is no way, the tone was too high at the beginning, and then the yelling continued, it was really exhausting the throat.

Good steel Feitan, good girl Feihan, good player Feisang.

Meng Hua dribbled the ball like a butterfly, which was a big misalignment. After half a day of dribbling, he was in good condition, so he must be playing by himself.

Changing direction to the left and easily passing Ayton, Meng Hua chose a mid-range jumper.

Everyone is watching him dribble, the defensive players are already prepared, and it is easy to get blocked when rushing inside.

As good as he is, naturally he won't give people a chance to block shots, so he brakes with his thumb and makes a jump shot with a sudden stop.

Bang!
After working for a long time, I actually hit the iron.

O'Neill and Barkley shut up at the same time.

Smith shook his head and sighed: "Some balls don't have to be dribbled so many times. After all, there is still a problem with Meng Hua's choice."

O'Neal couldn't help retorting: "Come on, man, who can guarantee that every offense will score. Now we should question Vogel, why such an excellent player is only used as 3D."

why?
No one knows the reason, maybe because he is Meng Hua, the unique Meng Hua.

It was only a missed shot, and Meng Hua didn't expect that this strike would make the two Hall of Famers regret it.

Fortunately, they regret theirs, and he beats his own.

Yang Yi and Wang Meng are not sorry, they are full of embarrassment.

Meng Hua also played too unreasonably. He never thought that he could handle the ball so well. He just raised him to a very high height. As a result, he missed the mid-range shot that he usually had to score.

Looking at the cynicism in the comment area, Yang Yi and Wang Meng felt very unhappy.

How can I say that they are also experts, Meng Hua is good at dribbling, even if he fails to make the last shot, is it necessary to attack them personally?
In the 5G era and the self-media era, it is too easy to obtain information, and experts are no longer valuable.

In the past, there was a lack of information. You wanted to know what tactics the Lakers and Suns played, and it was really not easy to understand these tactics in depth.

But now is the information explosion, there are all kinds of information, rich in pictures and texts, rich in sound and emotion, and easy to obtain.

The easier it is to get something, the less precious it is, so even if there are experts, the general public will not worship them as in the past.

Not to mention that there are still many fake experts, and their existence further lowers the threshold for experts.

The Suns are only 1 point behind, and they are still attacking. This is likely to be a go-ahead goal.

Once overtaken, the morale is completely different. The Suns were suppressed by the Lakers throughout the game, which is just a breath away.

Paul continued to control the ball, with his hand in the air, and he raised his orchid finger, not knowing what tactic it was.

Meng Hua only knew that he was coaching his teammates, but he didn't look at his fingers. What else could he do except pick and roll?
He used his "Dragon Binding Hand" with all his strength, sensing Claude, Ayton and Bridges who might come to cover behind him.

Paul saw that Meng Hua ignored his gestures, such a good fake move, the opponent was indifferent, so how could it be done.

He couldn't help cross-dribbling the ball a lot, intending to remind Meng Hua, wake up, we are going to attack.

Meng Hua still ignored him and kept staring at Paul's feet, as if he could successfully defend Paul just by looking at his feet.

When Paul was transported to Xingqi, he stopped playing tactics and prepared to train Meng Hua in the military.

He rarely had the idea of ​​single-handedly fighting Meng Hua, but he couldn't stop playing either, otherwise, he couldn't keep his opponent in a state of tension all the time.

And just now, Meng Hua showed off a dribble in front of Ayton, and Paul also responded with a little show of skill.

Your dribbling is good, but my dribbling is better than yours.

Paul dribbled the ball under his crotch, changed direction to the left, caught the ball with his left hand and dribbled behind his back, his ankle was extremely twisted, and exerted force to the right.

In these few moves, the ball went like a dragon and a snake, and it really smashed the sky.

Meng Hua in front of him disappeared.

aha~
But that's it, I thought you never had fake moves.

Paul was overjoyed and prepared to sprint to the basket with all his strength.

If the thick eyebrows jump up, he will alley-oop with Ayton.

If the thick eyebrows shrink back, he will stop and shoot a two-point jumper.

With a sudden change in his mind, Paul felt something was wrong again, how could Meng Hua give up so easily.

No, he was going to go around behind me and cut the ball.

Just as Paul was about to protect the ball, he suddenly heard a "snap". The ball was poked by Meng Hua, and it happened to be delivered to Nongmei.

"Thank you!" The thick eyebrow thought it was Paul's own dribble error.

Whether it was luck by oneself or being stabbed by others, it was a mistake and the opportunity was not lost. A long pass from the backcourt with thick eyebrows found James who was about to play.

James caught the ball, dribbled a step, and flew up to a dunk with a flat basket.

"Zhan Mei is connected."

The fans shouted and applauded, dedicated to their two favorite stars.

(End of this chapter)