Yuhang, who was sitting on the bench during the break, suddenly asked the system a question.
"Hey, broken system, is the original host still in this body?"
"Du! Yes, but only a small part of the mental power is in the body."
Yuhang suddenly had a creepy feeling, as if there was another pair of eyes watching him when he was going to the toilet or taking a shower.
"Beep! Please new host, this is the body of the original host. I have been looking at it for 18 years. I won't peek."
"That's not okay... By the way, there is also you, will you peek?!"
"Beep! Brainless host."
"You xxxxxxx!!xxxx!"
The system no longer replies.
At the beginning of the second quarter, the Heat temporarily took the lead with a score of 28:27.
Both sides continued the lineup at the end of the first quarter.
The Nets attack.
Harris dribbled the ball across half court and passed it to Irving outside the three-point line on the right.
Yuhang immediately stepped forward and raised his arms to defend Irving.
Irving held the ball in both hands and took a deep breath.
Instantly push your right foot to start! The moment the ball dropped, Yuhang wanted to steal it, but the ball seemed to stick to Irving's hand. Owen suddenly changed direction and passed Yuhang!
Butler immediately came to defend Irving.
Irving stood up and pretended to collect the ball, but Butler stood still. Irving leaned down again, accelerated in an instant, and stepped past Butler with his left foot.
"boom!!!"
Irving dunked directly.
"Owen!! Owen!! Owen!!"
At this time, the Barclays Center Arena was boiling again.
Irving let go of the basket and jumped down, raising his right hand and pointing at Yuhang provocatively.
"Hey, Owen is going to bully the new guy in the league."
"I hope the boy named Yu who can't play doesn't want to play anymore."
"I feel so bad for that little brother."
"Interesting." Yuhang felt as if something was burning in his body, and the corners of his mouth raised in an arc.
"Boy, don't lose too badly. That bastard's offensive ability is too disgusting." Butler rubbed Yuhang's head.
At this time, the Central Five in China was also broadcasting the Heat's game against the Nets.
The anchors are Ma Jian and Shu Hai.
"Jiang is still old, but Irving still has the ability. If Irving didn't do those things, he would have a lot more honors now." Shu Hai said with some regret as he looked at Irving who passed Yuhang and Butler and dunked easily.
"How can there be more? Can it be compared to the three young men of the Thunder back then? The current Nets lineup is simply incomparable. The main player is Durant. Even with a lineup like the Nets, if they can win the championship in the end, the FMVP will be It can't reach Owen's hands." Ma Jian curled his lips with disdain and said.
"Why can't Irving win the Finals MVP? Irving is also a superstar! His offensive ability is at least recognized as one of the top three guards in history!" Shu Hai immediately argued unconvinced.
"Hahahahaha!" Ma Jian laughed out loud immediately.
"Is Kobe playing center? Is McGrady also playing center? Iverson is designated to play center! Hahahaha, that's three." Ma Jian laughed like crazy.
"So where did Irving become one of the top three offensive players in history? Who recognized it? You recognized it? Hahahahaha." Ma Jian's smile turned into an emoticon.
"But Owen still has a chance." Shu Hai still wanted to argue.
"Opportunity? I remember correctly, Irving was born in 1992, right? He's already 30 now. He's about to reach the age when you said James' condition was declining." Ma Jian couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth as he spoke.
Shu Hai stopped talking.
In another live broadcast room, Whale is also broadcasting the Heat vs. Nets.
"Look at what I'm saying. I said Brother Evolution can't guard Irving! The Heat can't let Yuhang and Irving face off! Irving is so strong! Brother Evolution is standing there like a wooden man. You switch to me and I'm going to attack him. You can beat Brother Evolution directly!" Whale pointed at the screen and spat Xingzi on the screen.
"What? You said I can't beat Brother Evolution? You're waiting for him to return home. I'll take care of him."
The Nets overtook the score 28:29 and the Nets took the lead.
Hiro dribbled the ball across half court and passed it to Yuhang in the center line.
Irving came up to defend Yuhang and did not give Yuhang any space.
Yuhang glanced at the basket,
Yuhang raised his arm straight up and made a shooting posture.
Irving knew it was impossible for him to shoot in this position, so he just raised his arm.
"brush!!"
Yuhang actually just straightened his arms and shook his wrists to throw the basketball.
The basketball flew towards the basket with Irving's face full of confusion!
"Must score, must score, must score. As long as this ball is scored, I can be more of a threat!" Yuhang prayed in his heart.
Yuhang prays for an improved 58% open three-point shooting percentage. (Later, it improved by 3 points through training.) (After the real increase in hit rate, it is only about 30.)
"boom!!!"
The basketball hit the backboard and spun twice on the rim.
Everyone on the court is looking at the basketball on the rim.
"Shua!!"
The basketball fell into the basket!
"Yes!!" Yuhang shouted excitedly, pumping his fist!
The commentator on the sidelines didn’t know how to explain the ball anymore and just said “wtf???”
Owen was also confused...
"Is this a Chinese golfer's move?" Owen looked at Yuhang in shock.
"Well...it's indeed a move from a Chinese street ball player."
Before Yuhang traveled through time, he wanted to try this trick of the famous streetball player Yang Zheng. After all, it was simple and direct.
However, Yuhang was not tall enough before time travel, so he either got blocked or was not strong enough, so gradually Yuhang stopped trying.
Meanwhile, Beijing, China.
In a very luxurious room.
"beep!!!"
"Cao Fang, what are you doing like this? So early in the morning?"
"There must be something wrong with xx!"
"What's the matter?"
"Have you played with Yuhang before?"
"Yuhang? I don't know you..."
"Think again! The NBA one!"
"Oh!" Yang Zheng suddenly became energetic.
"do you know it?"
"do not know."
"Really xx."
(I can’t write people’s names, please forgive me.)
"Look at the video I sent you."
Cao Fang sent the video of Yuhang's straight-arm shooting to Yang Zheng.
"This xx shot is so ugly!"
"Exactly the same as your shot (*´◐∀◐`*) retarded."
"How could my xx shot be so ugly!"
"But when he returns to China, I have to fight with him."
"Hahahaha, don't be embarrassed if you let people abuse food."
"Why, if he plays in the NBA and uses my moves, he won't have to pay any tuition fees!"
"Maybe I will also have a chance to play in the NBA."
"How about a little facial expression? How about a little facial expression!"
"beep!!"
Cao Fang hung up the phone without saying a word.
