Wen Hao sat next to the water fountain, his eyes blank. The fierce battle on the field and the noise of Toyota Center seemed to have nothing to do with him. He was a person from another world.
Tonight is the last night of his ten-day short contract. If he cannot prove himself tonight, he will be waived by the Rockets. In that case, he will become a player who was waived by 11 teams in a season.
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"No, this kind of shame will never happen to me, I don't want it!" Wen Hao roared in his heart. However, all he could do was roar in his heart, and there was no other way. The head coach didn't want it at all.
If he is given playing time, what can he do to prove himself? Is it to help the main players carry their shoes before the game?
At this time, the situation on the field had changed dramatically. The Pistons launched four consecutive counterattacks, leading the score by 8 points. But at this time, the Rockets' backup shooting guard sprained his ankle, and the main shooting guard had a hard time.
Deng was sitting off the field to rest because he had exhausted too much physical energy.
Rockets head coach McHale was slightly anxious. He glanced at the bench, who should be put on it? He scanned back and forth, like a scanner, scanning all the Rockets players, but he didn't even glance at Wen Hao.
.He doesn’t trust the Chinese. Except for the center No. 11, none of the Chinese can play basketball at all.
After scanning for a while, McHale sighed. He had no choice but to let Harden continue. When he opened his mouth and was about to call Harden, he suddenly felt that his eyes went dark. No. 11, who was 2.26 meters tall, was already standing there.
In front of him: "Coach, let Wen Hao try it."
"Him?" McHale glanced at Wen Hao for the first time with suspicious eyes, thought for a moment, and then looked at Harden. The bearded man's chest was heaving violently at this time, sweating like rain, and he was obviously very tired.
Tired. McHale shook his head helplessly, sighed, and shouted: "Wen..."
Wen Hao, who was in confusion, heard the coach calling him. His first reaction was that the coach was asking him to pour water. This was a job he had often done in the past ten days. He gritted his teeth, stood up, and was about to turn around.
Taking the cup, the head coach waved to him.
Wen Hao was a little confused, but the next moment, a thought suddenly flashed through his mind - Do you want me to play?!
Once this thought crossed his mind, he could no longer suppress it. With his heart beating wildly and his face burning, he walked to the coach.
"You come on the field and take the lead for a while. I don't expect you to score, as long as you don't let the opponent's backup shooting guard score too many points."
The coach's words were almost an insult to many players, but Wen Hao couldn't care so much at this time. As long as he could have one minute of playing time, it was God's gift to him.
Wen Hao followed the coach's instructions and walked to the court. He didn't even know how he got there. Number 11 next to him patted him on the shoulder and said, "Don't be nervous."
Wen Hao smiled mechanically at No. 11, but he was still extremely nervous. This was the last night of his ten-day short contract. If he couldn't express himself tonight, he wouldn't know where he would go tomorrow. There would even be no team.
Being willing to give yourself a ten-day contract is also a big problem.
At this time, the Rockets controlled the ball for more than half of the game. After several passes, the ball came to Wen Hao's hands.
The audience at the Toyota Center were a little confused when they saw Wen Hao taking the ball. Even if the head coach has no one available, he can't use such a person. It's too unreliable.
The Pistons backup shooting guard who was guarding Wen Hao also looked at Wen Hao jokingly, not even bothering to talk trash to Wen Hao.
When Wen Hao saw the smile of the Pistons backup shooting guard, the resentment that had been building up for a long time gradually rose up in his heart. I am not trash, no one would look down on me. It is on your head. Tonight, I have to prove myself.
Thinking of this, Wen Hao dribbled the ball. He wanted to get past the Pistons' backup shooting guard. He wanted to prove himself. He wanted to stay with the Rockets!
The disdainful smile on the corner of the Pistons substitute shooting guard's mouth widened. He gently reached out his hand, and the ball in Wen Hao's hand flew out. He was too nervous.
The Pistons seized the opportunity and counterattacked again, opening the point difference to 10 points. The Pistons substitute shooting guard looked at Wen Hao at this time, and the disdainful smile at the corner of his mouth widened again: "Chinaman, go home and find your mother.
Go ahead."
On the bench of the Pistons, the players also pointed at Wen Hao and laughed loudly from time to time. These laughters sounded so harsh and heartbreaking to Wen Hao.
Rockets head coach McHale shook his head. It seemed that he had made a stupid decision. This kid is not a basketball player at all. After tonight, he can go back to where he came from.
In the next few rounds, the ball was passed around and never reached Wenhao's hands. His teammates no longer trusted him. But his opponent, the Pistons backup shooting guard, scored continuously on his head. That disdain
His smile expanded again and again, almost occupying his entire head.
McHale has already stood up. He wants to replace the Chinese man. He cannot be allowed to continue like this. He is simply an undercover sent by the Pistons. He will be replaced when the ball is dead next time.
At this time, the Rockets attacked again. The ball was passed around, but no one passed it to Wen Hao. Instead, it was passed to No. 11 inside. But as soon as No. 11 got the ball, two Pistons players immediately came up to double-team No. 11.
No. had no choice but to pass the ball out to the outside. He took a glance and found that there was no defense in front of Wen Hao, which was a good opportunity. Without even thinking about it, the basketball was already flying towards Wen Hao.
When Wen Hao received the ball, there was a "buzz" in his mind. He wanted to prove himself, and now was his chance. With this thought, he dribbled the ball and headed inside.
Seeing this, the Pistons' big men rushed over to cover up the defense. Although Wen Hao was as weak as he could be, it wouldn't work if there was really no one to defend him.
Wen Hao saw the Pistons' tall inside man rushing towards him, and his desire to prove himself became stronger and stronger. Facing the Pistons inside man, he dodged and jumped up. But at this time, the Pistons' substitute shooting guard suddenly appeared, and he spoke at the corner of his mouth.
With a disdainful smile, Wen Hao was shocked. If he continued to lay up, he would definitely be blocked.
"Idiot." A fan shouted.
"***, we want to eat hot pot again." Another fan also shouted.
"The Chinese is going to make another mistake. This is already his fourth mistake within three minutes of playing." The on-site commentator also quickly shouted.
But at this moment, when the layup was about to be blocked, Wen Hao had an idea. He suddenly retracted his outstretched hand and stuffed it under the armpit of the Pistons backup shooting guard, just in the hand of No. 11.
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No. 11 was also slightly stunned. He didn't expect that Wen Hao could pass the ball in such a small space. Then he picked up the ball, jumped up facing the undefended basket, and dunked hard.
The basket frame is shaking back and forth.
After falling to the ground, he pointed at Wen Hao and said, "It's a beautiful message."
Wen Hao didn't respond. He felt like there was an electric current passing through his mind.
McHale, who originally wanted to replace Wen Hao on the sidelines, was slightly startled, but then gave up the idea of an immediate substitution.
At this time, the backup shooting guard of the Pistons turned his head, glanced at Wen Hao, and said: "Hey, good job, I hope you can maintain this performance for two rounds."
Wen Hao's heart was completely aroused by the substitute shooting guard, but he didn't say anything. He just wanted to prove himself on the court. With this thought, he quickly retreated to his defensive position.
The Pistons' offense this time, after three passes and two passes, came to their backup shooting guard. This backup shooting guard has already scored 5 points on the Chinese tonight, and they trust him.
The substitute shooting guard did not disappoint his teammates. After changing directions from left to right, he suddenly used his body to squeeze past Wen Hao and got into the paint to score two points. Looking back, his smile widened again: "Chinese
, scoring on your head is as easy as taking off a woman's clothes."
Wen Hao didn't speak, he didn't like to talk big, he wanted to prove himself with his strength.
However, he wanted to prove himself, but his teammates did not trust him. In three consecutive attacks, he did not even touch the ball once, and kept running back and forth on the court. This became the object of ridicule by the Pistons players.
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"Is this kid here to practice track and field?"
The Rockets head coach has once again planned to replace Wen Hao. Except for that assist, Wen Hao played four minutes without any achievements. Letting him play is simply a waste of other people's playing time.
At this time, the Rockets attacked again, and the basketball stopped in the hands of No. 11 for a moment. Seeing that there was no chance, No. 11 had to pass the ball. And the object of his pass was still Wen Hao, who was unguarded.
"Pah." The basketball was accurately caught by Wen Hao.
When the Pistons' backup shooting guard saw Wen Hao taking the ball, he did not immediately step forward. Instead, he slowly moved in front of Wen Hao, smiled disdainfully, and said, "Chinaman, if you have the guts, hit one to prove that you are still a man."
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When Wen Hao heard this, the long-suppressed anger in his heart surged up. He wanted to prove himself, and he must score this goal. Thinking of this, he had to bend down and dribble.
But at this moment, an electric current flashed through his mind, and his body uncontrollably looked towards his teammates on the left.
"Pass the ball?" the Pistons backup shooting guard smiled disdainfully and immediately rushed to the left, "This kid is just here to help me steal the ball."
But at this moment, Wen Hao looked to the left, raised his hands above his head, and flicked the basketball directly towards No. 11 inside. At this moment, no one expected that Wen Hao's first pass would be
They were all deceived by the fake moves, and all their attention was focused on the outside.
No. 11 subconsciously caught the ball. This time, he was not in a daze. After getting the ball, he dunked again.
The entire Toyota Center erupted instantly, and the huge cheers were suffocating.
"nice shot!"
"No. 11, great."
"I've said it before, No. 11 is not old yet, he can still play, right?"
At this time, an older fan thought for a moment and said: "No. 11 is very good. Two consecutive dunks show that he can still gain a foothold in the NBA. But we must also see that these two assists come from China.
No. 5. Especially the second assist, passing the ball without looking at anyone, very beautiful!”
