Super Evolution of Basketball

Chapter 296 Heroes Cherish Heroes

Yuan Qingshan was a little dumbfounded when he returned to the field from the locker room. All the fans in the auditorium looked desperate.

This was the first time Yuan Qingshan had to eliminate an opponent in the playoffs, and he did not expect to bear so much psychological pressure.

To be honest, he likes Lillard a lot, and admires Lillard's spirit of never admitting defeat. However, basketball is a competitive sport after all, and no matter what, the winner must be determined.

If you want to win the final glory, you must step on the opponent's corpse.

The Blazers players came back a little later, and Lillard seemed to hide two sharp knives in his eyes, staring fiercely at his opponent.

"Look at Damian, he's got a horrible look in his eyes," Stockton said.

O'Neill looked over, and at this time there seemed to be bursts of resentment emanating from Lillard, congealed into a fog.

"This desire to win looks very familiar." O'Neill thought so, and couldn't help but look at No. 24.

It's a pity that the years have blurred the outline of that person, and he can't see clearly.

After a simple warm-up, the second half of the game began.

14 points difference.

If this is the first game of the series, the Trail Blazers may still have a little confidence.

It's a pity that this is already the fourth game, and everything that should be thought and done has already been tried.

Panic began to spread among the team, and some players even wanted to give up. The victory of this game was not as attractive as the free market in the summer.

Lillard doesn't care about that, even if he is 140 points behind at this time, he still has to play, and he must not give up until the moment it is over.

With the passage of time, except for Lillard, other Trail Blazers players could not continue to play. After receiving the ball, McCollum often pulled up and shot, betting on the feel.

The performance of his teammates deeply hurt Lillard's heart.

But the more this happened, the more he would risk his life.

Hmph, you all get down, leave everything to me!
Who made me the lone hero of Portland?
At the end of the third quarter, the Blazers' shooting percentage had fallen below 20%, and the Lakers widened the point difference to [-] points.

Scott considered whether he should replace the main force. Anyway, he was sure to win. On the one hand, he could let the players rest, and on the other hand, he could give the Blazers some face and chase points a little.

He told Yuan Qingshan his thoughts, Yuan Qingshan directly refused, not because he was not tired, but because Yuan Qingshan respected Lillard from the bottom of his heart, as long as Lillard did not end, he would fight against him on the court.

This should be heroes cherishing heroes.

Before the game was over, a small half of the fans left the field early. The staff of the Moda Center piled up tools in the player tunnel and prepared to clean up the field. The next game here will have to wait until autumn.

Lillard did what he promised. He fought to the last second at the Moda Center, played 43 minutes, scored 34 points, 8 assists, and 4 rebounds.

When the final whistle sounded, Lillard breathed a sigh of relief. This round of the series was too long and too difficult, as if it had been as long as ten centuries.

Now, it's finally over.

This year, still did not cross the first round.

Reporters immediately flocked to the center of the field to capture their favorite players for interviews.

Lillard and Yuan Qingshan, the focus figures, immediately surrounded a circle of people.

With the lessons learned from the previous game, Yuan Qingshan controlled himself this time, and instead of running over to greet Lillard in a self-defeating manner, he answered the reporter's questions sternly.

"Yuan Qingshan, in this round of the series, you have restricted the opposing arrows very well. Is this your playoff mode, starting from defense?" the reporter asked.

Yuan Qingshan: "I will do what the coach arranges for me. I believe that what I do is beneficial to the team, because I believe in Coach Scott."

Another reporter: "Speaking of coach Scott, there have been rumors recently that the boss wants to let him go out of class. What do you think?"

Yuan Qingshan stared: "We just broke through the first round under the leadership of Coach Scott. Do you think it's okay to say this now?"

He rarely loses his temper, and the reporter's questions are just too irritating.

"Yuan Qingshan..." Someone wanted to ask a question, but was suddenly pulled away by the people around him. He turned his head and found Lillard, the head of the Blazers, walking over.

The reporters stepped back consciously, and then surrounded Yuan Qingshan and Lillard again.

Yuan Qingshan looked at Lillard, at this time the knife in his eyes had disappeared.

"Congratulations!" Lillard embraced Yuan Qingshan with open arms.

"Thank you, you performed really well this round." Yuan Qingshan praised from the bottom of his heart.

"Come on, I will be your defeat from now on." Lillard laughed at himself.

Yuan Qingshan shook his head hastily: "No, I admire your professionalism."

Lillard smiled, showing his snow-white teeth: "Okay, let's not talk about this. The Thunder and the Rockets are playing very lively, and the result is still unclear. But you have to be careful anyway, the Thunder and Harden are not easy to mess with."

Yuan Qingshan has been thinking about these things all the time. Both are traditional strong teams, no matter which one breaks out of the encirclement, it is not easy to mess with.

Especially the Thunder, Calm Turtle is almost invincible, coupled with a historical level of death Durant, it is a headache to think about.

Lillard smiled and said: "I warn you, you must win the O'Brien Cup, otherwise it would be too embarrassing to lose to you."

What he meant was that if the Lakers could win the championship in the end, it wouldn't be so embarrassing for the Blazers to be eliminated by the championship team.

"If you can win the championship, I will definitely invite you to participate in the awards ceremony." Yuan Qingshan said with his arms around Lillard's shoulders.

"Tch, stop joking, let me be greedy?" Lillard's mouth cocked up.

After a pause, he continued: "Seriously, the depth of your lineup is too poor. It doesn't matter if you're facing the Warriors or the Spurs, you'll have to suffer. Anyone from these two teams can play in your rotation."

Alas, Yuan Qingshan could only sigh.

What Lillard said is right. The Lakers' lineup this year is too bad. Except for himself and Towns, all of them seem to have expired small contracts, including Whiteside.

From another point of view, this situation is also beneficial. There is no junk contract in the team, and the salary space in the offseason is super large, and it may be possible to make a difference in the free market.

Of course, this is based on the fact that Bass can suddenly get enlightened or leave the team management. If he has been in charge of the Lakers, it will be better.

Thinking a little too far, Yuan Qingshan asked Lillard: "What are your plans for Xia Tian?"

Lillard thought for a while and replied: "I'm going to give myself a two-week vacation and then continue training. Tonight my three-point shooting percentage is less than 30%. This is too shameful."

Yuan Qingshan smiled. In fact, what he wanted to ask was whether Lillard's rookie contract had ended, would he still choose to stay in the Blazers.

(End of this chapter)