The NBA system urges me to pay back the money

Chapter 53 53. You don't talk about football
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Looking back, Garnett immediately announced his existence with a big iron-blooded jumper, beat his chest fiercely, roared to the sky, and spit flew far away.

Qin Xiong hid far away, fearing that Garnett's spitting stars would get on him.

After dribbling for half court, Qin Xiong handed the ball to Odom and asked him to return one to Garnett.

Odom didn't hesitate, holding the ball and steeling Garnett, he succeeded in a jumper one step to the right of the free throw line.

After three offensive possessions, Sprewell failed to touch the basketball, and he was a little angry.When Cassell was about to play Qin Xiong with a back-up single, Sprewell reached out for the ball, and he couldn't tolerate being ignored.

Sprewell had to give the ball to Cassell, otherwise there would be a conflict immediately, so he gave the ball and then led Qin Xiong around in circles.

"Dude, why don't we both defend!" During the gap between chasing and defending Kassel, Qin Xiong came up with a bad idea: "I won't guard you, and you won't guard me either. Let's shoot casually, how about it?"

Cassel stared at Qin Xiong with the eyes of a fool.

Qin Xiong was not embarrassed, and said to himself: "Let's score high scores together. You are a veteran and I am a rookie. If you have points, let's score together!"

Cassel couldn't believe his ears, he suspected that he was hallucinating.

Nima, it's the first time I've seen Kassel speak so confidently about match-fixing!

He looked at Qin Xiong with disdain, and then walked away quickly.

"Don't, Sam, I'm doing it for your own good." Qin Xiong hurriedly stopped Kassel: "Otherwise, after the game, the fans will criticize me for disrespecting the veteran..."

Cassel: ? ? ?

"Think about it, if I get a 50+ on your head, what will the fans think? At that time, you will be the worst among the three-headed monsters of the Timberwolves. The angry fans will probably expel you from the Target Center arena. ..."

Cassel: (o'ω'o)?

How can there be such shameless people in the NBA, God, this rookie is a monster, take back this guy who doesn't want Bilian!
Sprewell singled out Caron Butler to hit the iron, Brian Grant grabbed the backcourt rebound and handed it to Qin Xiong, who quickly advanced with the ball.

When he was three steps away from the top of the arc, Qin Xiong waved his hand and said to Cassel: "Get out of the way, I want to shoot a three-pointer here."

Cassel was speechless to Qin Xiong, and Qin Xiong subverted his perception of the world in just a few minutes.Therefore, he will never let go!
However, Cassel did not stick to Qin Xiong, he stood one step ahead of Qin Xiong and confronted Qin Xiong.

"Are you going to let me? If you don't let me break through! Then don't regret it, say that I am a young man who doesn't talk about football ethics, and sneak attack you, a 34-year-old old man..."

Kassel couldn't take it anymore, couldn't bear Qin Xiong's trash talk, so he rushed forward.

Qin Xiong turned around and bypassed Cassel, took two steps forward with the ball and saw that no one was marking him, and raised his hand to score a three-pointer.

Swish!
Cassel was dumbfounded!

Young people don't talk about football ethics, which first angered me, a 34-year-old old man, and then attacked me.He stared at Qin Xiong viciously: "Young people don't talk about football ethics, and engage in sneak attacks, you rat tail juice!"

At 4:10, the home team was in front and the visiting team was behind. The Heat led the Timberwolves by 2 points in just 6 minutes.

Qin Xiong shrugged, dismissing Cassel's anger.

It has been said that neither of us guards against the other, we vote casually, but you old man is not happy!
After Kassel dribbled the ball halfway through the court, Qin Xiong didn't do much defense. He backed up and said to Kassel, "Dude, I don't guard against you, just shoot here."

At this time, Kassel was still three steps away from the top three points of the arc. Hearing Qin Xiong's words, he wanted to slap the fly buzzing around his ears to death.

Nima, it's up to you if I can make a shot from such a long distance?I've already done it to you!
Seeing that Kassel was unmoved, Qin Xiong simply took another step back: "Here, is this the way to go?"

Cassel followed.

Qin Xiong took another step back and stood in the top three-point position.

"Can you do it? If you can't, tell me earlier. Don't waste everyone's time. You are still dawdling when you are so close. Do you have any sense of time?"

Qin Xiong babbled loudly, which made Cassel very embarrassed, because many players around heard it.

How could Cassell bear being so provoked by a rookie?But he has been in the NBA for more than ten years, and he has long been regarded as an old fritters. How can he act according to Qin Xiong's wishes?
He must be going back, otherwise he wouldn't be able to swallow it if he didn't say that his teammates were going to laugh at him.

So, before Qin Xiong finished speaking, Cassel took a step forward—the meaning is obvious, if you have the guts, keep retreating, I can drive you to the basket, and then to the bottom line...

Qin Xiong did not retreat.

He realized that although he thought he was skinny and shameless, in a place like the NBA where there are so many talented people, his little skin is really nothing. Just throwing an alien out can eat him to death.

On the sidelines, new Heat coach Stan Van Gundy asked his assistant: "What the hell is Jack doing?"

The assistant shrugged and said casually: "Who knows? Maybe he's talking trash to aliens? Young people nowadays are too bold. If a newcomer like him in the 90s wouldn't even have the qualifications to speak..."

Van Gundy looked at the assistant with the eyes of a mentally handicapped child, and really wanted to pee on his face to wake him up: Brother, if it was still in the 90s, would Jack still have a chance to enter the Heat with the fourth overall pick in the first round?
Quietly despising the assistant in his heart, Van Gundy turned his eyes to the court.

On the field, Cassel had already pouted his iconic buttocks, arching back and forth at Qin Xiong.After arching for a while, Cassel seized the opportunity, turned half-turned and threw the ball in his hand.

Qin Xiong was shaken by Kassel's rhythm, stretched out his right hand but did not interfere with Kassel's shot.

The basketball jumped over his head and fell into the hoop with a swish.

"Rookie, welcome to the NBA!" Kassel said to Qin Xiong with a smile after he succeeded in back hitting.

At 6:10, Cassel's goal narrowed the point difference for the Timberwolves.

Kassel's trash talk didn't have any technical content, so Qin Xiong just ignored it.Finally, when he walked past Kassel, he said in Kassel's ear: "I have 6 points, I have 6 points, I have 6 points!"

Cassel was stunned for a moment.

He seems to be joking!
Qin Xiong got 6 points, but he only got 2 points, and even said some funny trash talk, this shit...

Qin Xiong dribbled the ball to a position three steps away from the top of the arc, and he smiled at Kassel: "Sam, I will do what I say, and I will shoot here, as long as you don't interfere..."

Cassel also smiled: "Okay, I will take a step back..."

Before he finished speaking, Cassel rushed forward, ready to catch Qin Xiong by surprise.

Qin Xiong has been on guard for a long time, he can't trust Cassel.Before Cassel could pounce, he collected the ball and turned around halfway, threw the ball to Eddie Jones who was watching the show, and then shouted: "You old man doesn't talk about football ethics, you sneak attack me, a young man of eighteen or nineteen years old. ...You rat tail juice!"

Madman Sprewell stood aside and laughed, even the referee on duty was amused by Qin Xiong.Seeing Kassel chasing Qin Xiong wildly, the referee on duty almost forgot that the game was going on!

(End of this chapter)