"Does it have to be passed on?" This question flashed through Wen Hao's mind. His brain was running at high speed, thinking about the current situation.
From the current point of view, everyone knows that he will pass the ball to Harden, and the Clippers players naturally know that as long as he passes the ball to Harden, there will be heavy defense against Harden. This is almost equivalent to drilling into
Rivers' trap.
Thinking of this, Wen Hao glanced at McHale, hoping that McHale could give him some hints, even if it was passed to others, at least it would make the Clippers unexpected. But unfortunately, McHale still looked at Harden.
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Seeing this, Wen Hao suddenly felt angry. Why, no matter how hard he tried, he could not gain the full trust of the head coach, and even if the bearded Harden was sleepwalking on the court, the head coach would still give him all his trust.
Give it to him. Is it because his talent is better than others? Also, do you have to listen to what the head coach says? Even if it is wrong, you must listen?
Thinking of this, Wen Hao's heart suddenly started pounding. He glanced at McHale again and then at Clippers head coach Rivers. A bold idea suddenly came to his mind: attack by himself. When everyone thought he was
When you want to pass the ball, you choose
Breaking through should be easy. But this is a big risk. If you succeed in breaking the Clippers' defense, it's okay, but if you don't succeed, I'm afraid McHale will never believe in yourself again. In that case, you will be back in darkness.
Tianyue’s bench...
But, do you have to back down just because of this? What about the match that you are looking forward to? The match with Paul that you have been looking forward to, do you give up just because of this? No, I am by no means a person who gives up easily, even at the risk of sitting on the bench.
Risk, I also want to fight Paul!
Having made up his mind, Wen Hao's eyes suddenly became extremely firm.
He looked towards Harden and stretched his hands towards Harden, as if he wanted to pass the ball.
Seeing this, Paul hurriedly shifted his focus towards Harden, but at this moment, Wen Hao suddenly started to use the space that Paul moved to easily get into the paint, pass the Clippers' backup center, and flash in the air.
He passed the backup power forward's block and took a shot from the basket.
"Uh-huh."
A clear and sweet voice came, causing everyone to focus their surprised eyes on Wen Hao.
"This kid..."
"There was no pass?!"
"It's not like McHale arranged it. He didn't pass the ball to Harden!"
Paul came back to his senses and frowned slightly. It was obvious that Wen Hao was much more difficult to deal with than he thought.
On the sidelines, Rivers also frowned, but he soon relaxed. He believed that this goal was not arranged by McHale, but was just a breakthrough forced by Rockets No. 5. The next time it would be
Return to normal.
But obviously, his idea was wrong. The next time the Rockets attacked, Wen Hao dribbled the ball across half court, and after another fake pass to Harden, he drove straight into the paint. This time, the Clippers simply made up the defense.
Everyone was gone, and Wen Hao ended the attack with a dunk. At this time, the point difference between the two sides was reduced to 9 points.
Only then did Rivers realize that something was wrong. The Rockets had changed their offensive routine. He glanced at McHale in confusion and wondered secretly: What happened to McHale today? How did he learn to be flexible?
How did he know that McHale was also depressed at this time. Wen Hao on the court didn't play as he told him to do, but attacked by himself. This already made him a little depressed. What was even more depressing was that Wen Hao attacked by himself.
He actually played smoothly. This further proved that his playing style was wrong. How could this make him not depressed?
In another round, Paul himself made a dribbling error, and Wen Hao dribbled to the frontcourt again. He glanced at McHale on the sidelines, and saw an inexplicable look in McHale's eyes. But Wen Hao didn't.
Hesitantly, facing Paul's defense, he dribbled the ball behind his back and then changed direction with his hips, then suddenly retreated and straightened his upper body.
Paul instinctively thought that Wen Hao was going to shoot, and rushed over. But Wen Hao did not jump in a hurry, but waited for Paul to rush towards this side before jumping up immediately.
"Not good." Paul screamed in his heart and hurriedly tried to control his body. But he couldn't help himself in the air, and his whole body hit Wen Hao.
Wen Hao then threw the ball towards the basket without haste. Although it was too far off target, the referee's whistle had already sounded and the two free throws had already been awarded.
Seeing this scene, although the Clippers fans were not willing to let Paul be cheated, they were helpless.
"This Chinese guy has a pretty good IQ, but he can actually commit a foul."
"He only has this little ability left, otherwise he would have been blown away by Paul."
"It's only a matter of time before we get busted by CP3. Let's just wait and see the good show."
Under Paul's somewhat resentful gaze, Wen Hao stepped to the free throw line and hit two steady goals, once again narrowing the point difference to 7 points. His personal score for this game also reached 16 points. Two quarters later.
He scored 16 points, which is already very impressive for a backup point guard.
Looking back, Paul dribbled the ball to attack. Wenhao was in charge of defense. He faced Paul without any fear, and even had a provocative smile on his lips.
Although Paul had a baby face and a good temper, he couldn't withstand repeated provocations, let alone from a substitute player. He lowered his face and faced Wen Hao, the ball in his hand already moving quickly
Walk between the legs.
Wen Hao took half a step back without leaving a trace, widening the distance between him and Paul, making it impossible for Paul to break through. Paul took a step forward dribbling the ball, and Wen Hao took another step back. This time Paul could not go up any more, and he would reach the penalty area if he went up again.
Yes, there are twin tower towns in Dayao and Asik there at this time.
Guarding, his height of 1.83 meters could not withstand the destruction of these two people. In desperation, he had to pull up the jumper on the spot, but the moment he shot, Wen Hao suddenly rushed forward, although he failed
He blocked the ball, but it disrupted his shooting rhythm and the ball went wide.
The Rockets got the ball and came to the frontcourt again.
Paul watched Wen Hao getting closer and closer. Although he was angry in his heart, he also knew that Wen Hao could not attack by himself this time. As a substitute player, he could not pass the attack to the boss every time. Did he still want to mess around?
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Therefore, the focus of Paul's defense is still on Harden's side.
But after Wenhao dribbled the ball past half court, he didn't even look at Harden, and directly lobbed the ball to Dayao who was 45 degrees to the right. Seeing this, the Clippers players rushed over to defend Dayao, but right here
At that moment, Wen Hao suddenly started to speed up, passed by Paul, and went straight in the middle.
Dayao's passing vision is definitely rare among centers. He had long realized that Wen Hao was going to cut through the center. Although his back was to the center, he threw the ball back from the top of his head as if there were eyes on his back.
, the ball passed over the head of the Clippers substitute center and fell into the hands of Wen Hao.
After Wen Hao caught the ball, he threw it. The basketball drew a beautiful arc in the air and hit the ball!
