"Whoa." Wen Hao's second volleyball assist of the game, Parsons' three-pointer, helped the Rockets narrow the point difference to 3 points. At this moment, the entire Wizards home court was surprised.
"That Rockets No. 5 is so abominable. He can pass the ball so beautifully." A fan was surprised and said something that sounded inconsistent.
"It's like playing volleyball with hands that don't stick to the ball, and the direction is uncertain. Who can prevent such an assist?" Another fan also exclaimed in surprise. Although he is a Wizards fan, he couldn't bear to face Wen Hao's beautiful pass.
I couldn't help but admire him.
"Bill, guard No. 5. You have defeated him offensively, and you have to defeat him miserably defensively." Another fan couldn't help shouting.
In front of two televisions in Houston, Yu Song and Harper pumped their fists in unison and said excitedly: "Here we are, finally here! This is the real Wen Hao."
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The smile on the face of the Wizards coach has disappeared, replaced by solemnity. Now he finally understands why McHale left No. 5 on the court. Although No. 5's defense is terrible, his assists are like a handful
A sharp sword pierces the heart, making it difficult for people to guard against it.
The unattractive expression on McHale's face disappeared at this time. He looked at Wen Hao, who looked confident after assisting on the court, and seemed to understand in his heart. He understood that after Wen Hao made no achievements in the first quarter
The reason why he suddenly regained his confidence is because Wen Hao had already figured it out at that time. Since he couldn't guard Bill, he no longer spent energy on the defensive end, but put all his energy on offense. Bill every time
If he scores a two-pointer, Wenhao will assist his teammate to score a three-pointer. Moreover, Bill's shooting rate is only over 40%, while Wenhao's assisting teammate's shooting rate reaches 70%. Wenhao's offensive efficiency is far greater.
Yu Bill. So Wen Hao wisely chose to fight attack with attack.
Knowing this, McHale secretly said in his heart: "It seems that my arrangement was wrong, not his ability. I am really old."
On the court, after Wen Hao's second wonderful assist, the disdain on Bill's face disappeared and was replaced by solemnity. He really didn't expect that this Chinese assist was so strange and precise. It seemed that he underestimated this player.
Chinese.
Thinking of this, Bill glanced at Wen Hao's back and said, "Huh, Chinese, don't worry, the game has just begun."
On the next ball, Bill faced Wen Hao and broke through easily again. He turned around and still looked at Wen Hao provocatively: "Chinese, your defense is like a three-year-old child. It is as easy to cross you as to cross the road."
Wen Hao, however, seemed to have not heard anything and was already running forward to prepare for the attack.
Bill couldn't help but feel angry and punched Wen Hao behind his back. He had never faced such an opponent before. No matter how provocative or trash-talking he tried, he never replied. But on the offensive end,
But he will retaliate with wonderful assists again and again. For a defender, this is the most powerful blow, and it is much more effective than trash talk.
With this thought in mind, Bill caught up with Wen Hao, and while defending against Wen Hao, he said: "Chinese, don't speak, right? That's good. I'm going to make you speechless on both the defensive and offensive ends tonight.
"As he said that, he followed Wen Hao closely, never missing a step, just like when Wen Hao defended him.
Wen Hao smiled slightly, suddenly accelerated, and shuttled through the crowd of people on the inside.
"***." Bill cursed and hurriedly followed Wen Hao into the inside line. However, when he passed through the inside line, he found that Wen Hao had already asked for the ball from outside the three-point line.
"***." Bill cursed again and rushed towards Wen Hao. He couldn't let the Chinese pass the ball, let alone score in front of him, not even one point.
After Wen Hao got the ball, he faced Bill's defense and did not move. He just stood there with the ball in one hand.
Bill was stunned, wondering what Wen Hao was doing.
The on-site commentator was also a little confused: "Rocket No. 5 almost never touches the ball for more than one second after he comes on the field. He never touches the ball with his hands and just passes the ball. This time, he stood there blankly holding the ball.
Neither passing nor attacking, what does he want to do?"
“It’s normal for him not to attack,” another commentator said. “As far as I know, 95% of his passes are direct passes after receiving the ball, and there are very few breakthroughs and then passing the ball.
That is to say, he can hardly break through. His speed is too slow. Even if he can use fake moves to deceive the defender, he will be caught up again by the defender. Speed is his biggest weakness. This is true for defense and the same for offense.
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"Since he can't break through, why doesn't he pass the ball quickly? He seems to only be able to pass the ball quickly. How can he attack without this move?"
The two commentators were still confused, but Wen Hao on the court had already moved. He was not moving his hands and feet, but his eyes. He glanced at No. 11 on the inside, and No. 11, who was fighting for position, immediately understood.
He strode to the outside of the three-point line and blocked Bill's side.
At this moment, Wen Hao suddenly started to speed up, bypassing No. 11 and heading inside. Bill wanted to defend Wen Hao, but No. 11 was like a hill, completely blocking him. He was very anxious.
They hurriedly bypassed No. 11 to chase Wen Hao. Their inside line also pounced on Wen Hao at this time, and slapped Wen Hao across the head and face with his huge palm. There was a smile on his face, and he was determined to score this goal.
.
But when he fanned down with his huge rounded palm, he missed it. He tilted his body and almost fell to the ground. He was shocked: Where is the ball? He obviously watched the ball being fanned down.
How come it suddenly failed?
Before the thoughts completely flashed through his mind, there was a loud bang behind him, like a bolt from the blue. The huge figure of No. 11 hung down from the basket, full of domineering power.
At this time, the Wizards center finally reacted: pick-and-roll, it turned out to be a pick-and-roll!
But even though he knew that this was a pick-and-roll between No. 5 and No. 11, he still didn't understand that the ball was clearly in No. 11's hands just now, and he didn't see him passing the ball at all. How could the ball suddenly appear in No. 11's hands?
He didn't see it, but Bill who was following him saw it. He clearly saw that when the center pounced on Wen Hao, while Wen Hao was making a shooting motion with his left hand, he hit the ball with his right hand and passed the ball from the center.
The crotch pass was passed to No. 11 who followed up.
"Damn No. 5," Bill cursed in his heart, "This kind of pass is impossible to guard against. It's too hidden and deceptive. Damn No. 5!"
The anger in Bill's heart was finally aroused by Wen Hao. Before, his attitude towards Wen Hao had always been disdain, but now, stimulated by Wen Hao's repeated excellent passes, he finally became serious. He must not let him
