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Chapter 181 Ron, Tyson, hurry up!

Lu Yu took a look at the situation on the court and rushed toward the basket without stopping with his feet.

Seeing Lu Yu rushing towards the basket with unabated momentum, Kobe changed his pace and beat Artest in two steps. His eyes were fixed on Lu Yu's hands and steps: Do you want a layup? I'll do it.

I don’t believe you can succeed under my block again.

Suddenly, he felt a little uneasy in his heart.

What's wrong?

Looking at the faint smile on Lu Yu's lips, he always felt as if he was the prey that fell into a trap.

When he saw Lu Yu's right hand turning behind him when taking the ball, he realized that Lu Yu was going to pass the ball.

As soon as his forward momentum stopped, his center of gravity was pulled back and stopped between Lu Yu and Artest. Fortunately, he was in good physical condition, and others might not be able to do it.

Before he could be happy, his face changed again. He discovered that Lu Yu's hand turning behind him was just a fake move. He just waved it behind him, deceived himself, then took it back, and started the three-step process at the same speed.

Kobe immediately forced his newly stabilized center of gravity to rush forward again. He couldn't control it well and stumbled awkwardly. He soon regained his balance and shouted at the basket: "Samaki is on guard."

Walker had already established his position under the basket. He did not stand in the path of Lu Yu's layup and stretched his hands high.

He just stood between the basket and Lu Yu's possible shooting point. This is his habit. This can reduce his own fouls and better block the opponent's layup.

He jumped almost at the same time as Lu Yu, and his big hand fiercely blocked the ball in Lu Yu's hand.

Kobe didn't dare to be careless. Judging from the nearly 20 minutes of the game, this brat Lu Yu was getting more and more difficult to deal with. He was as careful as possible. He didn't want to be said to be worse than a rookie in the end.

Soon he discovered something was wrong, and rushed to the other side of the basket...

Walker felt that the target he was locking in front of him suddenly disappeared. He waved his hand and his body was already falling, but his opponent seemed to be still in mid-air. He was no longer interested in studying this. What he wanted to do most now was

What I found was where Lu Yu’s ball was!

Lu Yu suddenly withdrew his outstretched right hand, pressed with his left hand, and stabilized the ball in his right hand. With the push of his right hand, he passed around Walker's armpit. With a shake of his wrist, he pushed the ball toward Chandler, who had been waiting for a long time under the basket.

Le flew away.

When he landed, he saw Kobe's figure rushing towards the ball from the corner of his eye, and he was shocked: He actually saw it, can he break the ball?

Kobe kicked off his back foot and rushed over with his hands as straight as possible, but his fingertips still barely touched the basketball.

His expression didn't change much. He didn't expect to intercept the ball immediately. He used his momentum to take a second step, jumped directly into the air, and twisted his waist and turned his back directly under the basket.

The basket is facing Chandler who just rose into the air.

Chandler had to admit that Kobe Bryant jumped so high that he could even look at him in the air, but he would never be polite to people who dared to stop him from dunking.

He let out all the suffocated breath and roared, then the muscles in his right hand tightened and he hit the basket with all his strength.

His hand made a whistling sound, and even Kobe heard it, but Kobe could not back down. He gritted his teeth and faced the ball with his right hand.

He soon discovered that he lost again in terms of strength. Chandler was the center after all, and his charging strength was ridiculous.

There was a loud metallic sound, but Chandler firmly dunked the ball into the basket without changing its direction. The ball fell down after entering the net.

Kobe looked at Lu Yu, who was standing back near the free throw line to watch. If the ball hadn't been passed beautifully by Lu Yu, he might not have lost.

The home fans watched in dead silence as Chandler jumped off the basket and dunked the ball horribly.

Football-savvy fans looked directly at the slightly excited Chinese boy Lu Yu. The series of fake moves he made before passing the ball were so beautiful that they could best be described as dazzling and fake.

At least half of the credit for Chandler's ground-breaking dunk should go to his head.

Chandler also understood this. He ran over and patted Lu Yu's shoulder hard, and said happily: "Lu, this ball is so beautiful. I like balls like this. If you hit it every time,

Pass the ball like this to me, and I'll cover your socks from now on."

Lu Yu was slapped hard by him, and his body tilted in pain. He frowned secretly and thought to himself: I have so many girls, why do you need to help me wash my socks?

But he still answered calmly: "No problem, passing the ball like this is what I like best. You score and I assist, and we each get what we need."

Jackson immediately called a timeout.

He yelled at Fisher: "How did you defend? Why did you let that No. 10 break through when nothing happened? Don't you know that this will do a lot of harm to our inside line?"

Fisher: "I..."

"Don't tell me that your speed is not as good as his..." Jackson interrupted him: "That's not a reason. Don't tell me that your experience is not as good as his. Is he a rookie or are you a rookie?

Can't you use practical actions on the court to tell him what experience is and how much experience can play a role?"

"Oh." Fisher was speechless.

On the Bulls' side, Cartwright replaced Lu Yu, who had never played off the court before, to rest and let Drew come on to control the ball. The team now leads 43:34, and only three minutes are left in the second quarter.

There was no Lu Yu on the court, and Zhang Weiping and the others were no longer interested in the game.

What they were discussing was Lu Yu's half-time double-double.

Perhaps Lu Yu himself didn't notice that his wonderful assist just now had another meaning besides being beautiful. It was the tenth assist he got in this game.

In the second quarter, he made one of three shots, two of two free throws, and six assists, which meant that he had already scored 10 points and 10 assists before the first half was over.

Obtaining a double-double at halftime may have set a record for the youngest double-double by a rookie.

Lu Yu, who was sitting on the bench, only now learned the news from the staff.

No way, this is mainly because it is an away game. If it were at home, as soon as Lu Yu made the assist, there would be an on-site commentator to sensationally announce this happy event, and the audience would not be stingy with their applause.

!

Fans all over China are happy for Lu Yu, and Lu Yu's performance has impressed them.

Zhang Weiping was even more excited. Judging from the second quarter of the game, Lu Yu is the kind of person who can control the game and turn the situation around. This kind of person is what our national team lacks the most...

Lu Yu doesn't think this record is worth celebrating. He will get many double-doubles and triple-doubles in the NBA in the future, but he is just a rookie now, so he feels very good.

He returned his attention to the court, and the applause in Staples Center began to ring again, because O'Neal came back on the court, and O'Neal successfully beat Brad Miller twice in a row.

O'Neal stirred things up in the paint, which made Brad Miller very annoyed, and his hand movements continued to get louder.

While fighting for a rebound, he dragged O'Neal again, and O'Neal was completely angry this time.

He punched Miller hard.

Who would have thought that the honest and friendly Miller would practice boxing with Lu Yu and the others during this period of time. He quickly dodged O'Neal's punch and immediately counterattacked, hitting O'Neal with a steady and hard fist.

O'Neal wanted to fight back.

Lu Yu shouted from the audience: "Ron, Tyson, hurry up and start a fight!"

Artest and Chandler immediately understood Lu Yu's intention and immediately went to start a fight, but the pull was a bit off, and they held O'Neal's arms one on the left and the other on the right.

He was still shouting, "Stop fighting, stop fighting! Brad, you can't do it!"

Brad Miller punched O'Neal several times in succession, causing O'Neal to scream in agony.

Only then did the Lakers players and referees react and rushed forward to separate the two.

When Oakley saw this, he also stepped forward to help, but when he helped, he accidentally gave O'Neal an elbow. O'Neal was already stunned and couldn't tell who did it.

The fans in the audience booed, and some people kept throwing water bottles and other things into the stadium.

Lu Yu looked at Cartwright resentfully, "Are you okay? Why did you change? What a good opportunity to fight."

Cartwright sighed helplessly.

What he was most worried about was that there was such a group of militants in this team. He always thought that one day there would be a fight, but he didn't expect that day to come so quickly.

The game was interrupted for more than 20 minutes.

It was not until the scene calmed down that the referee made a penalty and ejected O'Neal and Miller.

The game continues.

The first half ended quickly, with the Bulls still leading at 46:40.

As soon as the players were about to return to the locker room, a reporter grabbed Lu Yu.

The reporter asked: "You got a double-double in the first half, how do you feel?"

"I'm very happy," Lu Yu replied with a smile: "I'm very happy that I did it."

The reporter changed the topic: "How do you evaluate the conflict that just happened on the court?"

Lu Yu knew that the reporter would definitely ask this question.

"It's normal to have friction on the court. Of course, fighting is still not recommended."

Reporter: "O'Neal was sent off, and the Lakers' only OK combination is Kobe. Do you think this is a chance for the Bulls to win?"

"Kobe is an excellent player, and he is someone I want to catch up with seriously." After two years of training in the NCAA, Lu Yu can handle such interviews with ease: "I think even without O'Neal, the Lakers are still

Very strong.”

The Lakers will be Kobe's team sooner or later, and Lu Yu doesn't think he is exaggerating.

Reporter: "Before the game, everyone thought you would have a wonderful showdown with him, but today you only met once or twice because of your position. If there was a chance in the second half, would you choose one-on-one with him?"

"Of course." Lu Yu replied without hesitation.

Spokane.

Yi Jianlian looked at the mature and calm Lu Yu on the TV screen, and he secretly told himself: Lu Yu was already striding forward on the road ahead. Even if he stopped and turned his head to look at him, he would not be able to rely on him.

Holding his hand and running, you have to rely on yourself for everything. You will definitely catch up with him.

In fact, Yi Jianlian's performance in recent games has been quite good. He is now the core of the Gonzaga Bulldogs.

Mark Foyou even believes that when Yi Jianlian participates in the NBA draft, he will definitely be selected in the lottery.

At this time, a TV video about Lu Yu was played on the TV screen. They were all wonderful shots of Lu Yu, with precise shots and wonderful passes one after another... one after another.

"It looks like the Bulls are sure to win." Black said excitedly.

Mark Foyo, who was sitting next to him, gave him a sidelong glance: "Do you think Phil Jackson is a fool? He has not made any arrangements for Lu Yu until now."

Blake was stunned.

So, what the coach is saying is, am I a fool?


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