When Beverley flashed across the frontcourt like lightning and scored a layup, there was a brief silence in the Toyota Center. The next moment, it suddenly boiled. The fans, who had been silent for a long time because of lagging behind, burst into joy for the first time.
"Beautiful, so beautiful, beautiful steal, beautiful assist!"
"It is indeed Wen, it is indeed Wen, it is indeed this Chinese."
"His steals and assists allowed the Rockets to narrow the point difference to 11 points in less than a minute. It's so surprising, so surprising..."
The fans used all the words they could think of to express their amazement at Wen Hao's two goals.
The commentator was yawning because the game was boring. Halfway through the commentary, he swallowed back the second half of his yawn and choked himself. He blushed and coughed harshly while shouting: "Wonderful, so wonderful, wonderful.
extremely……"
Another commentator followed up and shouted: "Beautiful steal, beautiful assist. In my impression, the skill of passing the ball while sitting on the ground seems to be only achieved by Magic Johnson back then. I didn't expect this player from China, 5
Hao Wenhao can actually pass such a beautiful assist." At this point, he looked up at the slow-motion replay on the big screen, "And this assist was more difficult than the Magician's. The Chinese was lying on the floor.
He was gliding forward, and in the process he forcibly turned over and passed the ball. I really don’t know how he did it.”
"I seem to have seen the birth of Magic's successor. Although he is not as tall as Magic, his passing is just as gorgeous and as elusive. Magic, there is a successor to your passing career."
"The most admirable thing is that in addition to passing the ball, he also has a desperate spirit. Looking at this steal, Wen's body is almost parallel to the floor. His desperate spirit is almost the same as that of Rodman back then.
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"Look at the head coach of the Bobcats, his face is almost green, timeout, he asked for a timeout," a commentator said excitedly.
"He had to take a timeout. He couldn't let the Rockets chase the score within 10 points. Chinese Wen, in less than a minute and two rounds, took the Bobcats out of a timeout. He did a great job."
Daniels listened to the praises of Wen Hao from all over the world, and walked down the court dejectedly. He knew that his performance for today ended here. Against a Chinese guy with a short contract, not only did he fail
He scored, but the opponent stole one and made two assists in just one minute. In the confrontation with the Chinese, he was completely defeated, and it only took two rounds.
As expected, as Daniels expected, when he walked off the field, the head coach was already arranging the main players to play. And from the head coach's eyes that glanced at him unintentionally, Daniels felt endless disappointment. He knew that the head coach
Very disappointed in myself, very disappointed.
He sat down on the chair, no longer interested in watching the game. His heart had completely become a substitute as he sat on the bench.
On the Rockets side, when Wen Hao walked off the court, he enjoyed a completely different treatment than Daniels. The Rockets players greeted Wen Hao one by one and encouraged him. The exhausted main players all smiled and took photos with Wen Hao.
They clapped their hands. Although they didn't think Wen Hao could lead the Rockets to victory, Wen Hao's performance just now amazed them, enough for big names like them to deign to say hello and joke with Wen Hao.
McHale looked at Wen Hao, and his eyes showed some surprise for a moment. He really didn't expect that this Chinese man could perform so well, which was completely beyond his expectation.
However, the surprise in his eyes was fleeting, and he soon turned cold again. No matter how great the Chinese is, he is not suitable for the Rockets.
Soon, the timeout was about to end, and the head coach of the Bobcats sent out all the main players. He did not make any tactical arrangements. With the personal abilities of these main players, he could easily solve the Rockets substitutes, so what was the waste of time to arrange?
What a tactic, it's just a waste of time.
No. 11 walked onto the court side by side with Wen Hao, and he touched Wen Hao with his elbow.
Wen Hao turned his head, looked up at No. 11, who was two feet above him, and asked, "What?"
No. 11 smiled at Wen Hao and said, "Wen Hao, tonight is your opportunity, take advantage of it."
Wen Hao paused for a moment, nodded seriously, and said: "This is our common opportunity, and we must seize it."
In this way, two Chinese people began their destined extraordinary legend on the NBA court.
After returning to the field, Wen Hao faced off against the Bobcats' main shooting guard Gerald Henderson. This man was introverted and didn't like to talk. He didn't provoke Wen Hao as soon as he came on the court like other players.
Just running around silently.
But Wen Hao could really feel the domineering aura of Henderson. Although he didn't speak, it made people feel extremely dangerous, like a poisonous snake lurking in a dark corner.
Wen Hao secretly became vigilant in his heart. He followed Henderson closely and still defended every step of the way.
Henderson had no reaction and still just moved silently.
Wen Hao was even more vigilant. Most players would be anxious when encountering such a troubling defense, and would make mistakes when anxious. But Henderson had no intention of being anxious at all. This person is indeed not simple.
At this time, the basketball came into Henderson's hands. Facing Wen Hao's defense, he did not hesitate to pull it up and shoot. "Whoosh", the basketball accurately hit the center of the basket. Henderson couldn't even look after the shot.
Without looking, he had already run back to the backcourt to defend.
Wen Hao looked at Henderson's slightly thin back, and a fighting spirit burned in his heart.
The Rockets attacked and Beverley controlled the ball. Wen Hao repeated the same trick as in the previous game. He ran towards Beverley from the inside and seemed to be covering for Beverley. But halfway through, he suddenly stopped.
, got the ball from Beverley's hand, and then when everyone thought he was going to break through, he didn't touch the ball and passed it back to Beverley. There was no one in front of Beverley, and he shot a three-pointer
, a direct hit. Since then, the Rockets have chased the score to only 10 points.
When Beverly hit the ball, he gave Wen Hao a strange look. In the last two games, after he received Wen Hao's pass, he always had a strange feeling in his heart. As long as he was willing to take action, he would definitely make it.
I don't feel this way when I receive a pass from someone else. It's really strange, but it's also really satisfying.
Looking back, the Bobcats continued to attack, and Wen Hao continued to follow Henderson. But Henderson was faster than him. After being half a meter away from him, he caught the ball and shot, and hit another two points.
At this time, Wen Hao already understood that Henderson was a cold-faced killer, with an expressionless face but extremely accurate shooting, and he could often kill with one hit at critical moments. That overbearing momentum was exactly what a cold-faced killer could possess.
After understanding this, Wen Hao suddenly had a smile on his lips: Is he a cold-faced killer?
