NBA: Start with a three-point experience card

Chapter 155 What if the beauty reporter wants to interview me?
Wang Yi scored another 10 points.

This is nothing.

But what is surprising is that 10 of these 6 points were scored using post-up singles.

You know, Wang Yi has never shown his back-up skills in the NBA before.

This is the first time it has appeared in front of everyone.

What's even more surprising is that his jumper is as picturesque as Kobe's.

There are countless people who can shoot jumpers in the NBA;
There are also many people who can shoot backward jumpers;

There are also some who turn over and fade away.

But other than Jordan, only Kobe can be picturesque.

And now Wang Yi is the third!
Intermission.

In the Lakers locker room, the players were all in high spirits.

Not only because of the 13-point lead at halftime, but also because of Wang Yi's fadeaway jumper.

As soon as James entered the locker room, he imitated the fadeaway jumper and shouted:

"Wang Yi from China, hit a fadeaway jumper, oh Maiga, oh Maiga, oh Maiga..."

It made all the Lakers lean forward and back together.

Zhuang Shen and the others were so happy that they fell to the ground and laughed.

Wang Yi also wiped his sweat while following Shale.

But at the same time, he also admires James' leadership role in the team.

When a player plays a wonderful performance, he imitates the player's actions, which is the greatest recognition of the player.

In this way, not only can the atmosphere in the team be enlivened, but this player is also quite useful.

And respect him even more.

I have to say, this guy is a natural born leader.

Nong Mei put one hand on Wang Yi's shoulder, laughing so hard that he couldn't straighten up.

In comparison, in terms of leadership, he is inferior to Lao Zhan.

It's no wonder that in the past, the Pelicans could only be short and kill the group leader.

Wang Yi couldn't help feeling a little melancholy.

After Lao Zhan retires next season or the next season, can the thick eyebrows take on the important task of the team leader?

At this time, Wang Yi hadn't thought about becoming the boss of the team.

He thinks that no matter his qualifications or age, he is far from enough.

At this time, the mobile phone in Wang Yi's closet rang.

Wang Yi took out his cell phone and glanced at it, it was Zuo Xiao's call.

For Zuo Xiao, Wang Yi still has some good feelings.

After connecting, Zuo Xiao's voice seemed very excited:

"Wang Yi, your performance just now was great. I was there and saw it all."

Wang Yi replied with a smile, "Thank you."

Zuo Xiao continued: "After today's game, I will connect with the Tencent NBA live room to interview the live players. I hope to interview you."

Wang Yi nodded: "Of course."

Zuo Xiao was specially sent by Tencent NBA to follow up and interview Wang Yi, so when Wang Yi came here to play the game, she naturally followed.

After hanging up the phone, Wang Yi was about to put down the phone when the text message rang again.

Picking up the phone and looking at it, it was an unfamiliar number.

Text message content: Wang, why don't you call me?I will interview you after the game.

Wang Yi looked at the text message, squinted his eyes, and thought about it for a moment.

Who is this?
It looks like it should be an ESPN or TNT reporter.

Since his wonderful performance, many reporters have called him.

He couldn't even remember who it was.

He didn't answer at all, and put the phone directly in the closet.

……

Meanwhile, in the home team locker room.

Coach Willie Green looked at Brother Qiu: It's listless.

He looked at the blood cloth again: wilted.

What a pair of backcourt combinations, all thanks to that guy early.

How will you play in the second half?
In desperation, he repeated his old trick and brought another bottle of water.

Brother Qiu quickly stretched out his hand: "WOWOWWO~~~~~~~ Coach, what are you doing again? I'm sober."

Willie Green aimed at the bloodcloth again.

The blood cloth also quickly moved away: "Coach, I don't need it."

Seeing this, Willie Green took back the water bottle:
"Both of you are quite sober, what happened on the field just now?"

As soon as this remark came out, Brother Qiu languished again.

"Coach, I... I... To be honest, I'm a little disappointed in myself."

The coach shook his head:

"I think your father is more disappointed than you."

When Brother Qiu heard this, his eyes became even darker.

Coach Willie Green says:

"If you don't want to disappoint your dad, don't want to embarrass your dad, you can cheer me up. Understand?"

Brother Qiu nodded: "Understood, coach."

But between the words, there is always such a lack of energy.

The coach looked at the blood cloth again: "What's the matter with you?"

Blood Cloth: "I...I..."

Brother Qiu can still say it anyway.

But what he wanted to say, he really couldn't say.

What he wanted to say was that he really couldn't guard against that guy.

But how could he say that?
The player of the best defensive first team can't even defend a Chinese person?

How embarrassing would it be to say that?
In that case, I am afraid that I will become a big joke.

Not only will I be laughed at by other people, I am afraid I will be laughed at by my teammates... The coach just arrived, and the relationship between the teammates is not as harmonious as it seems on the surface.

He didn't want to be a joke like that.

Thinking of these, the figure of Wang Yi reappeared in his mind.

Damn it, they are all from that Huaxia!

If it wasn't for him, how could he be so useless?

After a moment of silence, he slowly clenched his fists:
"Coach, don't worry, I will lock that guy in the second half!"

However, the coach's words directly poured cold water on him:
"Let Ingram guard him in the second half."

Saying this is tantamount to indirectly denying the defensive ability of the blood cloth.

As a player of the best defensive team, this is simply a shame for him.

He even felt that his teammates looked at him with a hint of sarcasm.

Coach Willie Green said comfortingly:

"I'm not targeting you. That guy's taller than you, longer than you, heavier than you. And then with that post-up technique, you can't guard at all. Ingram is taller than him, Longer than him. Can keep up with him in terms of speed. So let Ingram come."

Hearing the words, Blood Cloth couldn't help but gloomy.

Although the coach didn't intend it, this is really denying his defensive ability.

His offensive ability is indeed not as good as before.

But he thinks that his defensive ability is still at the top of the league.

Now it was denied, and it was still denied by his own coach.

There is no greater harm in the world than this.

Seeing Blood Cloth's expression, the head coach turned to look at Brother Qiu's performance.

He sighed helplessly: Alas, these two guys are really worrying.

Then he looked away from the two uneasy guys and looked at Ingram.

"Second half, lock that guy, can you do it?"

Ingram didn't expect that the head coach actually asked himself to guard an Oriental guy, obviously he was unwilling.

Fall!

When did I get reduced to defending an oriental guy?

However, considering that the oriental guy is indeed very strong, it is not too cheap to defend him by himself.

So he nodded:

"Don't worry, coach, I will prevent him from crying."

　The sugarcane has been stored for the past two days in preparation for the outbreak tomorrow.I will not thank those brothers who gave rewards one by one.I sent you a thank you letter earlier.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)