NBA: Opening breaks record

Chapter 391

Back on the court, Vogel glanced at Song Siying, and thought to himself, the Oriental woman is really amazing, no wonder Meng Hua is out of her mind.

There is a knife on the head of Sezi, if you can't play well for a while, let's see how I deal with you.

Can't play well?
Can't see who?
I'm Daddy Meng!

Seemingly hearing the head coach's threat, Meng Hua was full of energy and played to the extreme.

If he is a cpu, he has overclocked;
If it is an engine, it has exceeded the maximum power output;
If he is a player, that is his peak.

Dongcic finally faced Meng Hua and dribbled the ball to the frontcourt.

He's out of spend, the game seems to be like this, he dribbles the ball half court and then it's his business.

He took a breath and was about to pass the ball to his teammate when Meng Hua stepped up and grabbed it.

His heart skipped a beat, he knew Meng Hua's skill, since he did it, he must have been aiming for a long time.

He tried to close the ball, but it was too late.

With a snap, Meng Hua sped up, and he rode away in an instant.

This time he didn't choose to pass the ball, and flew high towards the basket.

He's never jumped this high before, and it's a flat-basket dunk.

There was thunderous applause from the audience, and a clap shocked the world.

When Meng Hua landed, he was very calm. He only jumped 10 centimeters more vertically than James. Isn't this normal?

He is 37 years old and I am only 19 years old.

Doncic was so angry that he smashed the ball to the floor. This time he was not angry with his teammates, but himself, and he was playing nothing.

The ball hit the wooden floor, bounced magically, and hit Doncic in the face.

boom!
Dongcic endured the pain and didn't dare to show it. He was so bad that he hit himself.

His movement range is very large, O'Neill still saw it, and said with a smile:

"My five big 囧 have material again."

Doncic caught the ball from the baseline, Meng Hua stepped forward to press, regardless of this time, he didn't dare to get too close.

He's really ruthless, he even hit himself when he got mad, so it's better to keep a safe distance.

Smith came to cover, and he also saw that something was wrong with Doncic, the game was important, and he didn't care about his face.

Besides, if you don't cover up all the time, you might be scolded.

In the frontcourt, Meng Hua is no longer fighting alone, and the Lone Ranger's tactics are difficult to develop.

They have millions of soldiers and countless tanks, but in a narrow area, they can't deploy, and they can't exert their advantages at all.

Doncic has lost his temper. When he reached the frontcourt, he still chose to give the ball to his teammates. At this moment, he felt that he was suitable for playing off the ball, and he didn't want to hold the ball.

He thought to himself, for an all-round player like me, even if he plays off the ball, he is still a big killer. James has switched to playing off the ball, and I can do it too.

The Lone Ranger players rarely cooperate with him off the ball, but Doncic's running position is still good, and they adapt quickly.

Wrong and wrong, all the Lakers' defensive focus is on Doncic holding the ball, and he ran around blindly, and he really scored two.

"Don't switch. I'd rather give him an empty basket than switch."

When Westbrook received the baseline ball, Meng Hua loudly confessed to his teammates. When he reached the frontcourt, he walked to his teammates and whispered one by one.

Vogel was all smiles, he was very satisfied that Meng Hua would communicate with his teammates like this.

He can only clean the door for himself and can't go far. He must integrate into the team, from passively accepting tasks to actively communicating and offering advice and suggestions for the team. This is the Meng Hua he wants to see.

These behaviors are determined by strength.

Without a certain amount of strength, what is the use of communication?

But with a certain strength, you can’t be a boring gourd. Basketball is a team sport. Only by better communicating and motivating each other can you become the final king.

Earlier, he also possessed strength, but he is new here and not familiar with his teammates, so the suggestion might be counterproductive.

At that time, he resolutely carried out the defensive tasks assigned by the coach.

When things are ripe, many things can only come slowly, and hot tofu cannot be eaten in a hurry.

Brunson held the ball at the top of the arc, and he didn't expect that in such an important game, he would get so many opportunities to hold the ball.

I remember that when the head coach first joined the team, he wanted Dong Ge to share the ball and designed many tactics for him and Smith, but Dong Ge never supported or opposed it, and maintained an ambiguous attitude.

Unexpectedly, Dong Ge still listened to the head coach for the key battle.

He has already passed two passes to Brother Dong, and No. 95 on the opposite side has fire-breathing eyes. If the ball is passed again, the tactics will be too rigid.

Regardless of Doncic's staring eyes, Brunson chose to play alone, breaking through Westbrook and making a throw.

No matter who hits, no matter who hits, as long as you can score, it is a good shot.

Doncic, who didn't receive the pass, also applauded his teammates.

How could Westbrook swallow this breath, he must get it back, and now he has this ability.

In the front court, Westbrook hit back, pushed two steps, turned into a face frame again, and hit a 45-degree hit on the left wing.

This is his signature way of scoring, before it degenerated to the timer that hit the top edge of the rim, but now, it's all back.

If you hit me, I will hit you too.

Brunson dribbles, swings from side to side, a crossover step, and then a drift to the right.

Westbrook didn't have time to react, Brunson's ball had already been shot, and he hit it.

His hands were hot, and his eyes were full of confidence.

Seeing the opponent score a three-pointer, Meng Hua only felt a pounding force in his body, surging and surging, as if it was about to overflow.

It's my time, this is my moment.

He opened his hand for the ball, but Westbrook didn't see it, and was still competing with Brunson.

I was so mad, this idiot, Meng Hua cursed inwardly, so he had no choice but to cross the Yalu River and help him cover.

Westbrook also made a three-pointer before, and he was struggling with himself in his heart whether to shoot one or not.

Seeing Meng Hua approaching, he woke up like a dream. The ball must be given to the bastard No. 95.

Meng Hua blocked Brunson, but Brunson didn't care, he also went through the wall and resolutely pursued Westbrook.

Westbrook made a back pass and secretly passed the ball to Meng Hua who cut outside.

Generally speaking, he doesn't have this kind of passing ability, but tonight he was completely bloody.

Not only full marks for offense, but also full marks for passing.

Dongcic's obese body couldn't keep up with Meng Hua at all, and he passed the ball so well, he was embarrassed if he didn't score.

Meng Hua took off, shot a three-pointer, and hit it steadily.

Westbrook raised his hands and called on the audience to celebrate for him and Meng Hua.

Another assist, this time his triple-double is stable.

The DJ on the scene shouted hoarsely, and continued to roar: "Meng... Meng... Meng Hua's three-pointer came from the assist of the young... young... young master."

He hasn't yelled for Westbrook for a long time. Halfway through the yelling, he couldn't help but feel a little guilty, so he tried his best to output, trying to be stronger and last longer.

The DJ on the spot almost lost his temper, but the effect was great. A large number of fans actively interacted with him, shouting Meng Hua and Westbrook frantically.

Brunson and Doncic may be able to bear it if only one person plays, but if both of them play, the Lone Ranger will be out of breath.

At the end of the third quarter, the Lone Ranger lost another 5 points in a single quarter, and entered the fourth quarter behind by 15 points.

(End of this chapter)