Just like Lillard and Curry did in the All-Star Game last year.

Shoot after halftime.

What an exaggeration!

Although Wang Yi has a 45% three-point shooting rate, it is also related to the distance of the shot.

The closer you are to the three-point line, the higher your shooting percentage.

The farther you are from the three-point line, the lower your shooting percentage.

And if LOGO's three-point shooting rate reaches 40%, then he can throw it after halftime.

The entire halfcourt could be his range.

Of course, the premise is that he is physically fit.

Excited in his heart, he immediately set up the serving machine and started practicing.

Just after Wang Yi practiced for an hour, the door of the arena suddenly opened.

But Wang Yi was too focused on training, and his back was facing the gate, so he didn't notice.

Swish!

The LOGO hit a three-pointer.

Swish!

Hit again.

Swish!

Hit three times in a row.

At this time, there was applause behind him.

Clap clap clap clap!

Wang Yi turned his head and saw a figure standing at the gate.

Long brown hair, a proud figure, a western face but also in line with eastern aesthetics.

"Nicole, why are you here?"

Wang Yi asked.

He looked at the clock on the wall.

It was only six o'clock in the morning.

Nicole picked up Wang Yi's towel from the bench beside the field, came to the field, and handed it to Wang Yi.

"Didn't you see the text message from last night?"

Wang Yi nodded: "I read it."

Nicole: "Can't you read English?"

Wang Yi: "Understood."

"Then why didn't you come back?"

Wang Yi: "...I just want to play basketball well."

Nicole: "I won't interfere with your basketball."

Wang Yi: "..."

Nicole: "Is it difficult to accept me? Or the difference between Chinese and Western cultures, you don't like Western girls?"

Wang Yi nodded: "That's right."

Nicole thought about it, and the long eyelashes reflected the light: "I won't force you. We can try to date for a while first, and if you think it's really inappropriate, then we will separate?"

Wang Yi wiped off his sweat: "Forget it, you are a beautiful reporter who attracts everyone's attention, and I am just an inconspicuous oriental boy. Yellow skin, black eyes. Are you not afraid of others' ridicule?"

Nicole shook her head: "I don't care."

She answered very simply and firmly.

Wang Yi sighed: "Forget it, let's talk about the relationship after I win the championship."

"Ok, I will wait for you."

Nicole said solemnly as if she had received a promise.

Wang Yi: "..."

Hey, hey, I just said that casually, don't take it too seriously.

According to the Eastern thinking, this is considered a rejection.

Although it was not as straightforward as the rejection, everyone should be able to understand it.

Talk about feelings after winning the championship?

Who knows if you can get it in one year or ten years?

It is possible that you will not get it in your lifetime.

There are many legendary superstars in the NBA, and none of them won the championship in the end.

Didn't expect Nick to take this sentence as a promise?

Does she believe that she will definitely win the championship?

Wang Yi was really speechless.

But things have come to this, and he can't say anything more.

I can only continue to immerse myself in training.

Nicole left the arena after seeing Wang Yi for the last time.

At 300 o'clock in the morning, when James, Schroeder and others came to the arena, Wang Yi had completed more than [-] three-pointers.

James couldn't help laughing when he saw Wang Yi practicing the logo three-pointer:

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