Above All Beings in the NBA

"Let's see what wonderful performance Wang Hao will bring us when he returns to the arena."

Shua! Shua!Swish!Swish!

Back on the court, Wang Hao directly brought down the point difference by 20 points with a rain of three-pointers, and once again signaled Curry to replace him.

"This..."

Director Zhang, who was expecting some earth-shattering performance from Wang Hao, was at a loss for words. The ball was played too unpretentiously. He threw it after crossing the center line, and scored after throwing it. After defending for a few rounds, the score fell to 20 points and he left the court for a rest. .

"Kobe..."

At this time, Director Zhang could only throw the topic to Wang Hao's teammate, Kobe.

"Hehe! This is how Wang Hao takes over the game. His fascination with the three-pointer is far greater than other offensive methods."

"Yeah. This Wang Hao once settled an account for me."

Yao Ming took the call.

“同样是投篮，4个三分球就相当于6个两分球。而且三分球不用杀进内线肉搏。在同样投10个球的情况下，4个三分明显比6个两分简单。”

The speaker is unintentional, but the listener is interested. The magic ball theory that Wang Hao came out in advance directly enlightened Lao De.

"Also, take a look, for two consecutive seasons, Wang Hao averaged 7.4 three-pointers per game without blocking, and his shooting percentage remained above 70 percent."

Kobe said that he really wants Wang Hao to change his style of play, but he is very efficient. Every year in the 180 club, the percentage of just one three-pointer is higher than the free throw percentage of most people in the league. How can this be said? ?

After listening to Kobe's words, Director Zhang Laohuai said with great relief: "Friends in the audience, did you hear that? The pinnacle of Chinese basketball has come."

Chapter 252 Unhappy Grandpa Stern

The rookie challenge ended. Unfortunately, although Wang Hao played for a short time, he still scored 39 points and won the MVP by virtue of a small explosion in the second half.

"Come on boy, but be careful next time you speak."

Stern said with a smile.

"Don't worry, old man, am I not in arrears with fines?"

Stern almost spat out a mouthful of old blood, "What the hell, I have an alliance worth billions or even tens of billions of dollars under my control, and I came to ask you for a fine of tens of thousands of dollars?"

"Anla, anla old man, I know it well, I won't go too far."

Wang Hao still said something human.

"Go on, my lord"

Wang Hao directly threw the rookie match MVP trophy to Sun Yue.

"Look at it, find a place to put it, the only value of this broken thing is to prove that Brother Guo was once a rookie."

To be reasonable, apart from the 3 MVP trophies, Wang Hao seems to have won the rest of the heavyweight awards in his rookie season. One defense, one defense, and the best defender. What Wang Hao still lacks now is the general feeling that he is the FMVP and the regular season MVP. .

Back at the hotel, except for Sun Dasheng who was ordered by Wang Hao not to go to the nightclub for fooling around, everyone else sneaked away. Wang Hao and Aomei were in the room...it can't be said.Sun Dasheng could only helplessly watch a bunch of game videos sent to him by Wang Hao.

On the second day, Wang Hao's itinerary started at 12pm and didn't end until [-]pm, because the training for the All-Star Game and the slam dunk contest coincided with the beginning and the end, and Wang Hao had no choice but to stay with him until the end.

Wang Hao pouted, came to the training ground with sleepy eyes, and started the first joint training of this year's All-Stars, and it should be the only time, because this joint training is for the outside world.

"Hi! Lebron, Dirty Cannon, Happy Beast, Bolong King..."

Wang Hao greeted each of them one by one, and then found an empty corner to catch up on sleep.

"Hey, Wang Hao, why did you run away and stay by yourself?"

Dirty Pao took a ball and walked up to Wang Hao.

"Sleepy. The night view of New Orleans is so beautiful, I slept late last night."

"Really? Why didn't you ask me to accompany you when you came to my place? I thought you and Aomei had been staying in the hotel all the time."

Wang Hao glanced at Paul with his panda eyes, "Why don't you know what night scenes there are in New Orleans?"

"Why are you calling me?"

Wang Hao stretched out his hand impatiently to chase away people.

"Calling you over to take a picture."

Wang Hao had no choice but to drag his tired body and walk with Paul.

"Wang Hao, your position is here"

Wang Hao, who wanted to find a corner, was directly referred to the C position.

Wang Hao directly held the basketball in the middle of the crowd, standing behind Yao Ming, with Nash and AI on the left and right sides.

After taking the photos, Wang Hao, who was sleepy, was about to go back to the corner that was already smoldering and squint for a while.

"Hey! Play?"

The Boston Big Three directly blocked Wang Hao's way.

"There's some news."

A group of reporters gathered around to take pictures like a cat seeing a fish.

"I singled out the three of you?"

Wang Hao pointed to himself and the other party.

"You can choose teammates."

Garnett said, pointing to the people on the field.

"A Lian, Dayao, help me, someone is going to beat me up."

Following Wang Hao's shout, Yao Ming and Yi Jianlian approached directly, and the members of the strongest group on the surface also came over and surrounded several people.

"Who? Who?"

The social melons are afraid that the world will not be chaotic, and even prepare to remove the iron bars from the seats on the sidelines to fight.

"...I'm talking about basketball, someone wants to abuse me."

Wang Hao wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"You 3V3?"