Basketball: Versatile shooting guard

"Ah, I'm so tired~" Lan Mo put down the car seat, lay there straight and squinted for a while.

Qiao Linna rolled her eyes, this is just easier than usual games.

"By the way, there will be a game against the Heat in a few days. Have you heard about that?" Jolina said suddenly.

Lan Mo frowned, and replied: "I don't pay much attention to other teams' affairs, what happened in Miami?"

While driving, Jolena told Lan Mo the gossip she had inquired about.

"It is said that a player from the Heat is about to return in the next game. Before that, he has been on personal leave and missed several games."

"It's just that one player is absent, it doesn't seem to be so caring?"

This is normal, the world is impermanent, and there will always be missed games due to some things.

But it was obvious that Jolena hadn't finished speaking.

"That player seems to be very strong. There are rumors that he is actually the boss of the Heat."

Being the boss is not easy, the person who can become the boss is basically the top scorer in the team.

For example, Michael Jordan of the Chicago Bulls, or Kobe Bryant, the former boss of the Los Angeles Lakers, or the current James.

They are undoubtedly powerful superstar players.

"Really? When you say that, I'm really looking forward to it."

......

The night of the game.

The Nets are playing at home, so naturally the Heat are here to play.

Everyone is already changing in the locker room at this moment.

But Lan Mo came late, and tonight's game will be played at eight o'clock in the evening.

Lan Mo walked through the crowd and walked straight to the team's exclusive channel.

Suddenly, just as he was about to go in, someone patted his back.

Lan Mo turned his head suspiciously, and found that it was a man with an Asian face and his own age.

"Hello, what's the matter?"

There was a smile on the other party's face, he nodded, and then sighed to Lan Mo: "You actually forgot about me, but it's okay, we will meet again soon."

Lan Mo shrugged his shoulders. Last night he and Lin Julang asked about the mysterious player in the Heat.

This guy only knew a little bit, he told Lan Mo about that person's appearance.

It seems that he has a perm, and he looks pretty good, but compared with his own appearance, he is not good. He is more than 1.9 meters tall.

The front is okay, but the latter is his own nonsense.

"Lan, you are finally here, change your clothes and warm up."

After Simmons changed his sneakers, he just had a face-to-face meeting with Lan Mo who came in.

The two walked to the arena together.

Lan Mo threw a few balls, and then went head-to-head with his teammates.

He suddenly noticed a familiar figure.

"Lin Julang?"

That's right, it was this big black and African-looking man, who was sitting on the sidelines at this time.

With a box of popcorn in his hand, he was eating a large bottle of Coke with relish.

Realizing that Lan Mo saw him, he greeted him with a smile.

"Huh? What is he referring to?"

Lan Mo turned around, and a man wearing the Heat's No. [-] jersey came over.

"I just said we'll meet again!"

With a warm smile on the man's face, he put his arm around Lan Mo's shoulder.

Lan Mo was at a loss, do I know you?

The man was a little angry, he thumped Lan Mo's chest, and explained, "You forgot about me? That time I dealt with some niggers with my little brother!"

"You, you are that brother!"

Lan Mo suddenly realized that he was the one who was also good at using crossover.

It turned out that he was also an NBA basketball player.

"Um... what's your name?" Lan Mo touched his head awkwardly. It took a long time, and at that time, his attention was focused on those black people, so he couldn't hear his name clearly.

"Itsuki Akai!"

"My name is Akai Itsu!"

Akai Yi almost fainted, feeling that you didn't remember his name at all, did you?

"Ahhhhh! I remembered haha."

"Wait, aren't you the Heat's comeback player?"

Akai Itsu nodded, yes it was him.

And a few days ago, when he was training in the arena, he challenged Jimmy Butler in front of everyone.

The two soon had a heads-up match.

As a result, Butler was completely abused by him, and the position of boss naturally belonged to him.

Butler, who was shooting on the court, looked at Itsuki Akai with a murderous look in his eyes.

It seems that he was very uncomfortable when he was beaten up by a young brat.

"Okay, I'll go there first, see you at the venue."

After all, Akai Itsu returned to his field.

And Lan Mo also walked back, and Dinwiddie saw the two chatting, and his curiosity suddenly came up.

"Lan, do you know that person?"

"Well, that's right. Something happened before. We played a game together. I didn't expect that he was also in the NBA."

But when the time comes, Lan Mo won't release the water. Instead, the other party said that he defeated Butler, which aroused his fighting spirit.

Back then, his first game was against the Heat. At that time, he was still too weak.

Although there is a three-point shooting rate improvement experience card given by Tiannao, he still plays very steadily.

In the end, the winner was relatively reluctant, and now without the blessing of the heavenly brain, it was all up to him.

"However, recently, I always play against teams with Chinese people." Lan Mo muttered to himself.

The game is about to start, and the auditorium is already full of many spectators.

Because of the home field advantage, the fans of the Nets have an advantage.

Many Blue Mo fans on the sidelines kept calling his name.

Lan Mo himself responded very positively, waving to the audience.

When he came in, some fans who found themselves asked to take pictures with him.

"Hey, it turns out that after getting more fans, it's so troublesome."

Lan Mo took a deep breath. In this game, he still started the game without accident, but his position was point guard.

The shooting guard was given to Dinwiddie, but to be honest he is still better at shooting guard.

When I first reported it, it was the position of shooting guard, but because of my height, I was assigned to point guard.

The opponent is the same No. 7 jersey number, and the 36-year-old veteran Kyle Lowry.

He averaged 11.9 points, 4.2 rebounds, 5.2 assists, 1.1 steals and 0.4 blocks per game for the team.

As a blue-collar player, his performance is already considered acceptable.

The players from both sides shook hands respectively, and Lan Mo and Akai Itsu nodded to each other, as if saying something in their eyes.

"I will do my best for this game."

Both of them have worked together, although there was only one match, but they have some understanding of their respective strengths.

The jumper came over with the basketball, and Clarkston and Adebayo bent their knees, ready to take off at any time.