Blake walked off the field dejectedly, and was greeted by the coach's cold gaze and the teasing smiles of his teammates.
"It's over, it's all over." Blake thought desperately, "I finally got the opportunity to play, and I will never get it again."
Thinking of this, he glanced at Wen Hao who was taking a free throw on the court. He was defeated by such a Chinese guy with a ten-day short contract. Moreover, he was defeated miserably. He had to go back to the darkness again.
I don’t know when the Japanese substitute will be able to play again.
When Blake was dejected and was replaced on the bench, Wenhao made three free throws in high spirits and scored three points. This was his 21st point in the two years since he entered the NBA. These three points also helped the Rockets to close the score to only
Two points difference.
The Rockets continued to chase points, and the momentum was overwhelming. The Rockets fans at the scene were also excited. The entire Toyota Center was like a drop of water dripping into a hot oil pan, and they kept rolling and screaming. The beautiful cheerleaders kept twisting their waists and throwing
Moving his long hair, he is extremely fiery. Rocket Bear is also constantly stirring up the fans' emotions on the sidelines.
All of this was brought about by Wen Hao.
At this time, the head coach of the Pistons was forced to call a timeout. During the timeout, he glanced at Wen Hao from a distance. All because of this Chinese, the Pistons' 10-point lead was lost in just three minutes.
It's gone.
When Wen Hao walked off the court, the situation was completely opposite to that of Black. What greeted him was that all the Rockets players stood up and applauded. Howard patted Wen Hao on the butt: "Hey, brother, I really have you."
"You led the Rockets to catch up with the score." Jeremy Lin also high-fived Wen Hao.
Harden held out his beard and said: "Wen, thank you for your hard work, we will leave the rest to us." As he said this, he tucked his shirt into his pants.
Wen Hao also knew that he would have nothing to do next. Now that the score was only two points away, it was time for McHale to let the main players play. He was just a marginal player. If his teammates hadn't been injured tonight, he wouldn't even have touched the ball.
At this time, it is naturally impossible to let him play again. However, he is very satisfied. He successfully completed the task assigned by the coach tonight.
Thinking of this, he looked at head coach McHale. He saw that McHale was not as enthusiastic as his teammates and didn't even look at him. Wen Hao felt a little uneasy, as if there was an unknown premonition coming over him.
At this time, during the pause, the Rockets' attacks were still being replayed on the big screen. The protagonist was naturally Wen Hao. He passed the ball wonderfully to his teammates again and again, and the teammates only needed to
When he gets the ball, he scores. It's like he has magic.
The on-site commentator looked at Wen Hao's statistics and read: "Chinese Wen, who played 7 minutes, made four turnovers, but had 5 assists and 3 points. Although he made more mistakes, his assist efficiency was high.
It’s amazing. You know, even a top point guard like Paul only averages more than ten assists per game. However, Wen only needed 7 minutes to get 5 assists. He is really a natural point guard.”
Another commentator also looked at the data and said: "It seems like McHale should consider letting him play point guard instead of shooting guard. Putting such a person at the shooting guard position is simply a waste of talent."
"I think so too, but it's hard to say what McHale will do. After all, Chinese only has a ten-day short contract. Who knows whether his performance will be short-lived. Moreover, the Rockets have Harden as a shooting guard.
With Jeremy Lin at point guard, they have a lot of available players even on the bench. Under normal circumstances, it would be impossible to leave space and playing time for Wen."
"Who knows, but given his performance tonight, let us wish him well. I hope we can see him at the Toyota Center in the next game."
After hearing the explanation, Wen Hao slowly closed his eyes. He has done what he can do, and the rest depends on the wishes of the Rockets' top management.
At this time, a big hand gently patted his shoulder. Wen Hao opened his eyes and saw No. 11 smiling at him. He said, "Your performance tonight is outstanding. You will definitely stay."
Wen Hao looked at No. 11 gratefully. Ever since he joined the Rockets, No. 11 has always taken good care of him, just like his big brother, protecting him in everything. But after all, No. 11 is no longer what he was back then, and he was only just now
After returning to the Rockets, he was relegated to the position of backup center and had not yet established his footing. There were many doubts from the outside world about whether No. 11 could still be as dominant as he was back then.
Thinking of this, Wen Hao opened his mouth and said, "Let's work hard together."
No. 11 smiled and said: "That's right. We want everyone to know that Chinese people can also play basketball and play very well, whether they are centers or guards."
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In the end, in this game, after the Rockets' main players came on the court, they failed to catch up with the only 2 points. They kept the 2-point gap until the last second. The Rockets lost to the Pistons with these 2 points.
No. 11 and Wen Hao shook their heads regretfully and followed their teammates into the tunnel.
Today, Wen Hao did not just change clothes and leave the arena as usual, but also took a bath. He lay in the bathtub with his eyes closed, feeling the warm water flowing around him, and took a comfortable nap.
Yawning. Thinking back on tonight's game, I felt like I was in a dream. How could I get 5 assists without knowing it? And every time I assisted, I had a strange feeling of being out of control.
When he thought of this idea, an electric current flashed through his mind, cold and comfortable. Along with this electric current, a lot of information came into his mind. The information came so fast that it made his head swell. He stopped
After a while, he gradually began to sort out the information in his mind.
The first piece of information is that something called the "Point Guard's Heart" has been implanted in his body. This "Point Guard's Heart" can enhance the host's physique and greatly improve the host's basketball skills.
.But as for how this thing came from and how it was implanted in his body, there is no way to know.
Wen Hao frowned and thought for a long time, but he couldn't figure out when or what happened to his body, so he just didn't think about it. Anyway, as long as this thing can help him gain a foothold in the NBA, as for the rest, he will do it in the future.
Say it again.
Then, the second message is about improving the physical fitness: the heart of the point guard will give training items every day. As long as these training items are completed, the physical fitness will be enhanced. According to estimates, within a year, the host's physical fitness will be improved.
He will reach the top level and be on par with James.
When Wen Hao saw this, he was so happy that he didn't even bother to finish washing. He just wiped it with a towel a few times, put on his training clothes, and ran towards the training hall. When the staff saw Wen Hao running out of the bathroom, they panicked.
Zhang Di ran to the basketball hall, a little confused, but they didn't care too much about it. After all, Wen Hao is not one of those big names whose team doctors pay attention to him even when he sneezes. He is just a fringe player with a 10-day short contract.
To put it bluntly, even if he walked out and died outside today, not many people would pay attention. After all, his contract expires today. As for whether the team wants to renew his contract, that is a matter of tomorrow.
Wen Hao walked quickly to the training hall amid people's doubtful eyes. He wanted to complete the task given by the point guard's heart today.
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