"Boom!" When Parsons ended the attack with a dunk, the whole court was silent for a second. Then, the Toyota Center instantly burst into violent cheers and applause. The beauty who had been silent for several minutes
The cheerleaders once again twisted their sexy waists and swung their wild long hair. The Rocket Bears kept waving their hands on the sidelines to encourage the fans. Although the Rockets were still 3 points behind, the attack just now was too much.
Wonderful.
"Pass! It's actually a pass!" the on-site commentator exclaimed in surprise, "I didn't expect that this ball turned out to be such an imaginative and creative pass."
Another commentator looked at the slow-motion replay on the big screen and exclaimed: "That's true. Just now, I believe everyone was like me, thinking that the Chinese made a low-level mistake. But I didn't expect that this time
What looked like a mistake turned into such a beautiful assist."
Rockets head coach McHale was also surprised. The look he looked at Wen Hao had an unexpected meaning. He obviously didn't expect that the Chinese could actually pass such a good ball.
The head coach of the Hornets was completely stunned at this time. He looked at Wen Hao on the court in disbelief. Looking at Wen Hao on the big screen, he felt like he had been fooled. Just a few seconds ago, he
I proudly thought that this kid was an undercover agent sent to the Rockets by the Hornets. Unexpectedly, I realized a few seconds later that this kid was actually Infernal Affairs.
The intern with black-rimmed eyes also jumped up at this time, clapped his hands vigorously, and shouted: "Wen Hao, good job, great." With Wen Hao's wonderful performance on this goal, he was very happy with the goal.
Wen Hao's performance tonight gave him confidence, and he also gained confidence that he could stand out with his coverage of Wen Hao.
On **'s meager post, there were more and more messages from fans: "I can't believe that Mr. Wen would also pass such a ball."
"We haven't seen each other for a few years. Mr. Wen is very good at passing the ball."
Ma Jian was also very pleased to see Wen Hao's performance: "Ke Fan, did you think he would pass the ball like this just now?"
"To be honest, my eyesight is blind. I thought this would be a mistake." Ke Fan pushed his eyes and said, "I didn't expect Wen Hao to pass such a wonderful goal. It's really eye-opening."
Ma Jian smiled and said: "I hope Wen Hao can maintain this state. I am looking forward to his performance tonight."
However, there are many fans on Weibo who don’t think so.
"Mr. Wen's goal wasn't a coincidence, was it?"
"It's definitely a coincidence. I haven't seen him have such passing skills in China before. I think he is just a blind cat who has encountered a dead mouse."
"It's impossible for him to perform like this again. It's just a pass and it doesn't mean anything at all. He should continue to teach his book and don't embarrass the Chinese people again."
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After Wen Hao passed the ball, he was secretly happy. He had confirmed that the "point guard's heart" could indeed help him improve his passing skills. It was the point guard's heart that controlled his body that made him pass the ball like that.
He's a good player. Although he doesn't want external forces to control his body, no matter what, let's rely on this to gain a foothold.
Walking past Hall, Wen Hao didn't look sideways, as if he hadn't seen Hall. The anger in Hall's heart was ignited, and he shouted after Wen Hao: "Chinese, you can just happen this time,
Next time I must let you know that you are a low-class character and you are only allowed to carry Howard Harden's shoes."
When Wen Hao heard this, he paused and clenched his fists secretly. But he did not turn around and talk trash to Hall. He just sneered in his heart, Hall, you are the second Black.
.
With this idea in mind, Wen Hao stared at Hall closely after returning to the Rockets' half. Although he couldn't guard Hall when he was holding the ball, as long as he didn't let Hall catch the ball, Hall would be able to catch the ball again.
It's impossible to score even if you're awesome.
Hall came to his accustomed position and wanted to get the ball, but was blocked by Wen Hao and had no room to catch the ball. He glared at Wen Hao, cursed: "***!" and turned to the left.
He ran sideways, trying to get out of the space. But Wen Hao didn't give him this chance at all, and tried his best to catch up with him. Hall passed through the crowd and came to the right, Wen Hao followed hard to the right, and Hall came
He followed to the left side. For a moment, his teammates wanted to pass the ball to Hall, but there was no chance. In desperation, they had to pass it to the inside, but No. 11 was covering the inside, and he slapped the ball away again.
He came out and was picked up by Rockets backup point guard Beverley, who quickly advanced toward the frontcourt.
Wen Hao had noticed it a long time ago. He was the first to run towards the frontcourt. Although his speed was not fast, he tried his best. His opportunity to play was hard-won, and he could not waste even a tenth of a second. As long as he played,
He was going to fight hard. When he first stepped into the three-point line, Beverley's pass had already arrived.
But unfortunately, Wen Hao's speed was not very fast. Hall had already caught up and surpassed him at the three-point line. Then he ducked and blocked him: "Chinaman, how dare you go up?"
Basket, I will let you lie on the ground."
Sure enough, when Hall stood in front of Wen Hao, Wen Hao did not dare to move forward, and his speed slowed down.
"Tch, Chinaman..."
However, before Hall could finish his words, Wen Hao suddenly jumped up one step inside the free throw line.
"Emergency jump shot?" Hall made a judgment, and immediately jumped up high. With a grin on his lips, he was already determined to take the shot, "Chinaman, you are nearly 5 centimeters shorter than me, and you shot a jump shot in front of me.
,court death!"
"No, I'm going to be covered." No. 11, who was chasing behind me, screamed inwardly.
"Rocket 5 is in too much of a hurry," the on-site commentator said quickly.
"I knew it would be like this." On the Weibo page, a fan quickly typed a line of text.
However, at this moment, Wen Hao's body jumped into the air and suddenly turned 180 degrees, with his back facing Hall. Opposite him, No. 11 had already followed.
"Pass?" Hall was shocked, but he soon felt relieved. First of all, the ball was not passed directly from his head to score, and secondly, there was a Hornets player next to No. 11. So.
With No. 11's speed and height of 2.26 meters, he simply didn't dare to dribble forward in such a situation. This ball was defended.
Just when these thoughts were passing through Hall's mind, suddenly, behind him——
"Bang!"
An explosive crash sounded.
Hall's heart was instantly hit. "What's going on?" He suddenly turned around and saw Parsons hanging on the basket smiling at him.
"What's going on? What's going on?" Hall was extremely angry, but also confused. He withdrew his gaze and looked at Wen Hao. Obviously, this was a ball passed by the Chinese, but he didn't even know it.
Seeing how the ball was passed, it was like magic. One moment it was in Wen Hao's hands, and the next moment it was in the basket.
Thinking of this, he looked up at the big screen. In the screen, Wen Hao turned his back to him in the air, as if he was about to pass the ball to No. 11 who was following up. At this time, Parsons rushed in from the right
Wen Hao reached the three-point line and came to his back. Before Wen Hao landed, he made a very covert backhand shot with his left hand. The basketball hit the ground at Hall's feet and came to Parson behind him.
In Si's hand.
Seeing this, Hall was stunned, completely stunned. He was actually fooled by this Chinese man.
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After a moment, his brows trembled and his fists were clenched tightly: "Chinese, I will not give up here, just wait."
