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Chapter 107 Is He Really The Chosen One?
The score on the big screen, the Rockets 87 to 81 the Lakers, was like the scythe of death, hovering over the heads of the Lakers, slowly falling.

The only way for the Lakers to escape the sickle is to complete the reversal in 12 minutes in the last quarter.

This is a race against death.

The atmosphere in the Lakers bench was a bit dignified, and the players looked up at the score on the big screen from time to time.

Wharton brought a statistics sheet of the first three quarters from the data table, with a suspicious and helpless expression on his face.

Usually during the game, the coach will only pay attention to the score situation on the court and the performance of the players, and will not deliberately calculate the opponent's shooting percentage.

Wharton just thought that the Rockets were very accurate, but he didn't expect it to be so accurate!

It's no wonder that seeing Zheng Long loitering to score goals, he failed to help the Lakers overtake the score - 60.00% seven three-pointers, 10 three-pointers scored!

Some teams may only score a little over ten three-pointers in a whole game, and the Rockets accomplished this feat in a single quarter.

If it was in normal times, it would be fine, but it still broke out when they were playing against the Lakers!

Is this a test from God?
Fake!

"Boys, there is not much rest time. Pass and watch this statistical table and share your thoughts."

Wharton quickly passed the data sheet in his hand to Zheng Long beside him.

Usually Wharton doesn't let the players look at this statistical table by themselves, but reads it out by themselves and guides the players how to do it.

But this statistic, perhaps only the players themselves will be shocked when they witness it with their own eyes!
Zheng Long just glanced at it briefly, then handed it to Butler beside him with no expression on his face.

Butler's expression was much more exciting, and he opened his mouth wide in surprise, which made Jokic snatch the data sheet from Butler's hand curiously.

"Wardfa! Why are they so accurate!"

The expressions of the players gradually became brighter, and everyone was surprised by the Rockets' three-point shooting percentage.

It also feels normal.

"When playing, as long as they take three-pointers, I feel a little scared. Sure enough, the shooting percentage is so high!"

Wharton raised his hand and looked at his watch. There was not much time left for rest, and he said, "You know why we came here."

"That's winning the game!"

"Tell me, what should we do in the fourth quarter!"

Walton's question was not aimed at anyone, but for all players. Players, look at me and I look at you. No one chose to be the first to speak.

Because Walton said this as if the Lakers didn't work hard to limit the opponent's three-pointers in the third quarter, but in fact, the players' defense was already in place.

It's really just because the rocket is so accurate.

What can I do if I can shoot three-pointers against anyone?
"We'll win."

I don't know who came up with a sentence without beginning or end, and everyone looked over, it was Zheng Long!
Everyone was surprised.

Normally at such times, Zheng Long would not open his mouth.

The Lakers players understand this as a "B grid", and the real bosses all silently carry the game.

Wharton asked Zheng Long: "How to win? Tell me what you think, Long."

His tone was gentle.

The players also pricked up their ears.

"Do the defense we should do, just like in the third quarter, they are not physically strong enough to continue to shoot such a shooting percentage in the fourth quarter."

Wharton was slightly disappointed by Zheng Long's answer, but he really couldn't ask for anything more from Zheng Long.He blamed the disappointment in his heart on the fact that Zheng Long had given him too many surprises, so in any difficult situation, Wharton felt that Zheng Long would stand up!

"Dragon is right. The Rockets' shooting percentage in the third quarter is at a historical level. It is difficult for them to continue to maintain such data in the fourth quarter."

"But it's difficult for us to guarantee whether they will continue to maintain such a touch in the fourth quarter."

"To win the game, I need you to play a more aggressive defense than in the third quarter!"

"Squeeze their shooting space, let it go and don't let it go!"

Following Wharton's analysis, many players nodded, looking suddenly enlightened.

It does make sense.

Now that they have shot so accurately, they will not be given the chance to shoot outside shots, only breakthroughs are allowed, and no shots are allowed.

In this way, after they break through, even if they score a goal, it will be a two-pointer at most instead of a three-pointer.

"I don't think that's okay."

Zheng Long said.

For a moment, the players fell silent.

Brother Long is really weird today, he took the initiative to refute the head coach.

Wharton had a very high tolerance for Zheng Long, and asked, "Tell me, Long."

Zheng Long said: "There are two offensive methods in the magic ball theory. One is to break through and make a layup, and the other is to make a three-point shot from the outside."

"Letting them break through is equivalent to giving points."

"I think we will continue to maintain the defensive strategy in the third quarter, switch defenses flexibly, assist in defense, and keep the defensive rhythm in the third quarter."

Zheng Long spoke in the team, but no player dared to refute, so the players all looked at Walton, expecting Walton's answer.

Because the meaning of Zheng Long's words is basically to tell everyone what to do, and there is no need to deliberately change the defensive strategy.

The content of Wharton's speech just now is completely opposite.

Walton just said, "If they're still that accurate in the fourth quarter."

Zheng Long: "As I said, they can't continue to be so accurate."

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Domineering, too domineering!
How can there be such a chat!
Totally unreasonable!

Wharton had a headache.

But for Zheng Long, you can't come hard, you can only come soft.

"Dragon, everyone wants to win today, we are already behind, we have to make a change"

"We're going to win the game, I said it."

Zheng Long ended the topic with one sentence, and at this time the referee also walked onto the court, calling the players on both sides to get ready to play.

The fourth quarter is about to start.

Before the players went on the field, Walton couldn't help asking.

"why?"

Wharton really wants to know why Zheng Long is so confident that he will definitely win the game today.

The players also stopped and looked at Zheng Long.

Yes, why!

Sensing the gazes around him, Zheng Long said slowly in the most confident and calm tone: "We will not only win today's game, but we will continue to win one or two of the next two games. "

"We're going to set a new regular-season win record."

"Because I am the Chosen One."

"God, is standing behind us."

Wharton:? ? ?
Lakers player: ? ? ?
No, Long, why did you suddenly get into secondary school? !
It turns out that the reason why you think you are sure to win is because you think God will help you?

for a while.

Everyone who gets along with Zheng Long day and night does not know whether Zheng Long is absolutely confident or arrogant.

But that's all for now.

What more could Wharton say.

"Come on! Then let's believe in God once!"

Zheng Long led the Lakers players onto the court, holding their heads high.

Perhaps, what I said just now sounded really mysterious, and it was indeed a second grade, but it was indeed my heartfelt words.

Lao Tzu has a system, what is a man who is not chosen by heaven?
Since he is the chosen one, Zheng Long is confident that he will be able to lead the Lakers to win the game today!
Whale Live.

"The highly anticipated fourth quarter has finally begun!"

"Before the game, most people, including me, did not expect that the Lakers would trail the Rockets in the first three quarters."

"The performance of the Rockets today is indeed surprising."

"But the world is still uncertain and the game is not over yet. We have reason to believe that the Lakers, who have created too many myths this season, can allow us to witness the birth of a miracle again!"

【Come on!The Lakers must win! 】

[In order to watch this game, I hid in the toilet to touch fish, and now I'm almost squatting out of vein thrombosis, come on, Lakers! 】

[Create a record, please! 】

[Let's cary the whole audience again, Brother Long! 】

On the court, the Rockets attacked the round.

Obviously, it can be seen from the expressions of the Rockets players that they have already shot with confidence in the third quarter.

Harden advanced to the frontcourt with the ball.

Zheng Long took the initiative to greet him.

"You are going to lose."

It was Harden who spoke first.

"That's exactly what I wanted to say."

Zheng Long retorted without changing his expression, and then went on to say: "If you can stop being a turtle, and choose to shoot in front of me, that would be great."

When Harden heard this, his expression froze for a moment, he struggled for a second, then shook his head.

"I admit that one-on-one, it is difficult for me to score under your defense. Compared with shooting over your head, I hope that the result of the harvest is to win the game today."

This time, I just want to win!

I have already lost to you twice, this time, I really don't want to lose again.

When one really wants to win.

He will do the right thing at the right time.

Zheng Long didn't say any more, because he knew that Harden really wanted to understand.

He was indeed a wise man.

No wonder the way of playing is so "smart".

This season, there are too many star players, because they want to beat themselves too much in the matchup with themselves.

And wasting the ball, ignoring the team.

The verbal confrontation has ended and the curtain has come to an end, and the next step is the real basketball contest.

Dribbles, fakes, dribbles, calls for pick-and-rolls.

With the help of Capela's pick-and-roll, Harden found a gap, and instead of choosing to break through directly, he chose to pass the ball to Capela who was running down.

At this time, Zheng Longding was standing in front of Capella.

Capela is not stupid enough to bully Zheng Long as a traditional small guard.

After just one dribble attempt, the ball was rushed to Anderson on the wing.

If you dribble again, Zheng Long may take the ball out.

Anderson, who received the ball from the outside, quickly moved the ball laterally to Trevor Ariza who ran to the bottom corner.

Ariza, who got the ball, faced Nance Jr. who was following him, and immediately raised his hand with a feint, successfully deceiving Nance Jr..

Annoyed in the air, Nance could only watch Ariza send out the basketball in his hand!

"Ariza's [-]-pointer strikes again!"

"In the third quarter, Trevor Ariza made [-] of [-] shots!"

"This ball is so iron, it bounces very high!"

"Whose rebound will it be!"

At this moment, under the basket of the Lakers, Capela stuck his back to Zheng Long, raised his head and stared at the falling basketball!
Always ready to jump!

You can't beat Zheng Long in sports battles. As a center, it should be no problem to grab a rebound above your head, right?
But when the basketball flew towards Capela, Zheng Long suddenly shot out from behind Capela and slapped the ball to the outside.

Capella was dumbfounded, and secretly cursed Farke.

"Zheng Long successfully shot the rebound out of the restricted area!"

The basketball flying to the outside just flew to Jokic's position. Jokic gently tiptoed, caught the ball, and held it in his arms.

Seeing that the ball was lost, the Rockets players chose to return to defense without hesitation.

And Zheng Long also accelerated from the basket to the frontcourt, and when he passed by Jokic, he tacitly took the basketball from Jokic.

Come to the front court.

Zheng Long made an emergency stop and shot a three-pointer.

This ball!
in!

"Beautiful chasing three-pointer!"

"The Rockets are 87 to 84 Lakers, only three points behind!"

"Although Zheng Long rarely took three-pointers this season, his three-pointers are like his two-pointers."

"As long as he makes a move, you will feel stable!"

On the sidelines, Walton also relieved some of his nervousness when he saw Nance Jr. being shaken up.

Ariza's steady shot made him think he was about to send another three-pointer to the opponent.

I didn't expect this ball to be ironed.

Not only is it hard, the rebound was also successfully taken away from Capela by Zheng Long!

Zheng Long's take-off was very passionate.

If it fails, it will be out of position, and the empty basket will be given to Capela completely.

But not only was it photographed, but a three-pointer was scored!
Three points difference.

It didn't seem so scary anymore.

"This round, our luck is good."

Wharton couldn't help talking to assistant coach Brian Shaw beside him.

Brian Xiao nodded and said in agreement: "It's really good luck. Nance Jr. was out of position, Ariza missed the shot, and Zheng Long's shot happened to be shot by Jokic again."

The game continued on the court, and the basketball, under the operation of the Rockets, finally came to the hands of Gordon on the wing.

At this time, there is only a little space in front of Gordon, but this is enough for the newly promoted three-pointer to complete a shot.

With a wonderful performance in the third quarter.

Every time the Rockets make a shot, it will be accompanied by cheers and standing up from the fans in the audience.

But this time, the fans sat back in embarrassment.

Because not only is it iron, but the rebound is also protected by Jokic.

The Lakers' new round of offense was supported by Jokic at the top of the arc, and Zheng Long cut into the inside. Without Capela's Rockets paint area, for Zheng Long, it was as simple as a dragon swimming in the sea.

"Zheng Long! He dunked against Gordon under the basket!"

"One point difference!"

"The Rockets hit the iron twice in a row, and the Lakers chased for 5 points in a row. The momentum is like a rainbow!"

The game continues.

The Rockets players don't feel much.

Anyway, Zheng Long couldn't guard against it.

The point is, just make the shot yourself, just like in the third quarter, use three points to beat two points!

Confidence is still in my heart!
Feeling so good today. Sooner or later, I will cast you to death!
But when an avalanche comes, no snowflake is innocent. When the blacksmith frenzy comes, the first two consecutive irons are a sign!
For five consecutive rounds, the Rockets fell into a five-game tie!
Five shot shots, all hit iron!
It even included an open three-pointer from Harden's counterattack, but it still missed!
Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
The Lakers, under the leadership of Zheng Long, seized the Rockets' scoring blank period, and scored steadily to complete the overtake!
"The Rockets didn't score for seven consecutive rounds, and were beaten by the Lakers 12:0!"

"The Lakers went from trailing by 6 points to leading by 6 points!"

"During this period of time, the Rockets' offense seemed unbelievable. The basket in the Toyota Center Arena was about to be knocked crooked by them!"

On the court, D'Antoni also called a timeout.

what's going on.

Why can't I vote in?

"Keep your eyes on the shot, gentlemen, show your third-quarter momentum!"

On the other side, the Lakers players are resting, and Walton also finds it unbelievable. In the past few rounds, everything seems too dreamy.

Why did the Rockets suddenly fail to make shots?

Could it be that Wharton thought of this and looked at Zheng Long who was sitting there resting.

Is he really the chosen one?
(End of this chapter)