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Chapter 480 Looking forward to the championship

Buzz!!!

As the electronic buzzer sounded, the G3 battle between the Trail Blazers and the Spurs and the Western Conference officially came to an end.

At the end, 95:108, the Trail Blazers won by 13 points.

Wang Zelin played 39 minutes and scored 29 points, 15 rebounds, 5 assists, 6 idiots, 1 steal and 6 fouls.

Yes, Wang Zelin finally received the last foul of the game in the 10th minute of the final quarter. With everyone watching, he walked off the court with his head held high.

Faced with such a strong performance, Ma Chi fans didn't even have the courage to shout boos.

Nonsense, after the 6:0 climax at the beginning of the final quarter, the Spurs' mentality at that time was already on the verge of collapse.

Next, as the Spurs made more and more three-pointers, the situation on the court quickly fell apart.

"oh!!!"

AT&T Arena, a huge sound spread.

I remember that at the Rose Garden Arena, the St. Anthony Spurs, located in one of the NBA's small ball markets, could attract thousands of Spurs fans to the Rose Garden to watch the game with their years of championship culture.

What's more, the Portland Trail Blazers have seen a meteoric rise in attendance over the past two seasons, and their popularity is growing day by day.

In tonight's game, although most of the stands were filled with Spurs fans, this does not mean that there are no traces of Trail Blazers fans.

In fact, there are not only traces, but quite a lot.

Wang Zelin looked around and finally found the source of the loud noise.

On the left side of the arena, a large number of players wearing the away Blazers' uniforms gathered there. At a rough calculation, there were at least three to four thousand people.

"Ahhhhhhhh!!!"

Feeling Wang Zelin's gaze, the faces of the Blazers fans at the scene became more and more fiery, and their boiling shouts and huge cheers impacted everything and swept the entire arena.

"Thanks!"

“Thank you!”

After waving to thank the fans in Chinese and English respectively, Wang Zelin turned around from the bench with the student tunnel in his hand.

The other end.

Duncan, who had lost the home game, stood there, his body unwavering. He looked at the big screen in the dome, 95:108, and Wang Zelin's data of 29 15 5 6 1. His consciousness began to drift away and he drifted to the not far away place.

future.

When he came back to his senses and looked at the group of young people wearing red and white shirts, the old stone Buddha squinted his eyes and couldn't help but recall the days of swords and swords.

He stood there for a long time, feeling sorry for himself. He couldn't help but sigh:

"Are you about to be swept out?"



It is the same situation on the far side of the Pacific Ocean, in that familiar homeland.

In Fujian, Wang Zelin's hometown, countless cities feel like it's the Chinese New Year, and many people are crying and howling in the middle of the night.

Among them, "King NB!" appears the most frequently.





After the game is over, the real celebration has just arrived.

Half an hour later, surrounded by everyone, Trail Blazers coach Terry Stotts appeared at the interview site with Wang Zelin, the biggest contributor to the team's victory tonight.

Media reporters who had been waiting for a long time rushed in, and the scene instantly became packed.

"Hey! Wang, I'm from the New York Times, let me interview you first!"

"The Knicks? The team that last won a championship nearly half a century ago?"

On the sidelines, a reporter from the Los Angeles Times immediately became upset.

"Are you deliberately looking for trouble?"

"Don't worry about those two idiots, Wang, can you accept an interview with our Sports Illustrated first?"

"..."

The scene suddenly became chaotic.

The reason why this group of uncrowned kings, who have always been extremely proud in the past, can work so hard regardless of their image, and even come to the point of fighting, to get Wang Zelin's first interview, is very simple.

After tonight, the Trail Blazers lead the Spurs 3-0 in the series.

In the history of the NBA, in single-group playoff series, 3:2 reversals have happened from time to time, and the number of 3:1 reversals has "also" been 8 times, which seems to be quite a lot.

But a 3:0 super reversal has never happened even once until now!

Therefore, after tonight, the Trail Blazers, who have taken a 3-0 lead in the series, are already regarded as one of the teams in this year's finals, and even the final championship winner.

Considering the significance of the 3:0 series, no matter how much the Blazers are praised after tonight, it is not an exaggeration.

Therefore, as the top potential winner of this year's championship, Wang Zelin is very likely to be crowned this year's FMVP.

In this way, he can complete the super grand slam miracle of DOPY AMVP MVP FMVP in a single season.

Once completed, it's almost the same as stepping onto the altar.

Therefore, facing a god who is about to ascend to the altar, every interview before that may become a good story and a piece of history worth remembering.

Finally, Wang Zelin stopped everyone and pointed at the reporter from the imperial court who was squeezed in the back.

"oh……"

Everyone looked back and saw the person coming. The envy and jealousy on their faces disappeared instantly. They turned their heads and looked at Wang Zelin with ambiguous expressions.

Gein, the reporter appointed by Wang Zelin was none other than Zhou Lin'an, who had previously spread ambiguous news to the outside world.

"call!"

Walking up to Wang Zelin step by step, Zhou Lin'an's beautiful eyes turned around and her eyes almost melted when she looked at the former.

"Ahem!"

Fortunately, the photographer behind him coughed tactically, allowing Zhou Lin'an to quickly adjust her state and ask the first question of tonight's interview:

"Congratulations, King! At the same time, I would like to ask on behalf of your peers and the fans who support you, do you want to end your journey to the Western Conference Finals at AT&T Arena, or do you have to return to the Rose Garden Arena to celebrate your coronation with the home fans?

Where is the joy of the King of Judgment?"

The surrounding reporters quickly understood the meaning through simultaneous translation, and all their eyes were on Wang Zelin, waiting for the latter's answer.

"Preferably four games! After all, the weight of the Western Conference championship is still too light. In my opinion, only the championship is worthy of the fans' long-term support for me and the Portland Trail Blazers!" Wang Zelin laughed.

road.

As expected of you!

When Wang Zelin heard the prospect of the championship from Wang Zelin, everyone around him did not feel the slightest fluctuation in his heart, but felt that it was natural.

After all, this has been Wang Zelin's pretense in front of the media more than once. What's even more hateful is that this guy can always pretend to be...


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