Rekindling the dream of becoming a star

Chapter 185: Peak Competition, I am the King (Part )
Roy was the first to greet Chen Fang who was about to leave. Without the Chinese, he would have been defeated with the first sentence.

Then, he replaced Ntilikina and Harry with William McDowell and Andres Felice. The three-guard also represented Roy's response based on the actual game situation.

"Chen, play for another five minutes, then I'll replace you!" Roy said.

"I understand. Can you wait until I overtake the opponent before replacing me?" Chen Fang requested.

If it were someone else, Roy would definitely give a cold shoulder, but facing Chen Fang, he smiled and nodded, and patted the Chinese man on the shoulder: "I have confidence in you."

After Chen Fang got the consent, he went to Ayton and asked, "Can I shoot the ball from the free throw line?"

"Yes!" Eaton nodded decisively.

"Okay, pull out, I'll go inside!" Chen Fang must find a more efficient way to score.

Before going on stage, Chen Fang did not forget to say to Fan Ziming in Chinese: "Do you understand?"

"Ah?" Fan Ziming was stunned.

"If you're on the court, attack the inside and don't worry about anything else!" Chen Fang saw that Fan Ziming didn't read the game well, so he had to remind him like this.

"Yeah!" Facing Chen Fang's god-like performance in the first quarter, Fan Ziming was still in awe.

In the commentary booth, Wang Meng was still praising Chen Fang. Duan Ran had not forgotten Fan Ziming. He said, "I hope we can see Fan Ziming in the second game. Then we can see two Chinese fighting side by side."

"Fan Ziming moves relatively slowly and the pace is too fast, so he won't have much playing time." Wang Meng analyzed.

Duan Ran would not sing a different tune, but said: "The rhythm is also controllable. I think the coach of the World Team will slow down the offense and defense in the second quarter."

The first round at the beginning of the second quarter verified Duan Ran's judgment.

When Chen Fang went to the elbow area and leaned against Tatum, the latter had already begun to panic. He shouted to others: "Watch out for the open cut, watch out for the bottom corner."

No one knows better than him how scary it is when Chen Fang hangs in the elbow area.

He did not forget to provoke Chen Fang: "Use it in the second quarter, are you scared?"

"Hey, my brother, you say this because you are afraid." Chen Fang retorted sarcastically.

Andres, a Dominican, is the shortest on the team at 183cm tall, but his three-point shooting is valued by Chen Fang. Roy's substitution made Chen Fang immediately understand what the coach meant.

(Andres Feliz, 23 World Cup top scorer, 65% three-point shooting rate!)
William McDowell, a young representative of Australia, is another heavy point guard after Simmons. His height and confrontation can ensure that he can complete the task of crossing half court well. It is because of him that Chen Fang changed to play small forward.

Many people were surprised that Chen Fang suddenly went to the inside. Garnett asked, "Can he still play this position?"

"Who knows!" Rondo didn't know either.

Instead, Harden told his friend: "He is better at small forward. Yes, I am right."

Amid the astonished gazes of the crowd, Chen Fang began his five-minute journey to defeat the American team.

William still passed the ball, it was a ground hit, usually a ground hit, which is not suitable for the center, because the moment the ball hits the ground, it delays the action of receiving the ball. Many defenders will make a judgment immediately, making it very uncomfortable for the back-to-back player.

But Chen Fang had no time to complain. He took on Tatum's confrontation, jumped forward a step, caught the ball, turned around and faced Tatum.

At the same time, he lifted Tatum's center of gravity and asked him to move forward, with his entire center of gravity on his upper body.

He let go of the ball, stepped to the left, caught the ball with both hands and jumped up. Before Allen on the last line of defense could react, he saw Chen Fang jump up. He and his teammates jumped up to block the shot, but they saw the Chinese man did a reverse C dunk at an extremely fast speed and dunked on the basket before they could reach out. No. 21 once again ravaged the American team's basket.

"Wow!" Garnett stood up and saw Kobe.

That's right, this ball is too much like Kobe's offensive moves, blowing away the defender and jumping into the restricted area. The young No. 8 Kobe would definitely use a one-handed slam dunk to end the battle.

Not only did he feel this way, many people in the stands seemed a little dazed.

"This is a Kobe-style jump dunk, it's so beautiful!" Duan Ran exclaimed for the first time, from catching the ball, turning around, shooting fake to dunking Tatum, then jumping and slam dunking, all in one go.

This is what a perfect reading match results in.

"Don't jump!" Chen Fang did not forget to mock Tatum.

"Fuck!" Tatum couldn't help but curse angrily.

The latter ran back with a smile on his face, but soon, Chen Fang could no longer smile. Tatum made an active screen and was in the short corner. After getting the ball, he pushed Chen Fang into the penalty area with his back and made a two-handed dunk to regain his lost face.

"Eat more meat!" Tatum was happy and laughed.

But he didn't laugh for long, as Chen Fang backed up again and everyone thought he would get the ball back, but after attracting a double-team, Chen Fang gave the ball to Andres, who shot from the wing and scored his first point.

Roy kept clapping on the sidelines, feeling happy for the score that resulted from this tactical coordination.

He said to his assistant: "Great, that's what I want to see."

Afterwards, Chen Fang upgraded his rib tactics. He first set a screen and then went to the elbow area. When Ayton pulled out, he used a fake pass to attract Tatum's defense. Then he turned around and made a jump shot, scoring his 11th point.

"Just one point!" Wang Meng still remembers this incident. He is obsessed with Wang Zhelin's 4 points four years ago.

At this moment, the World Team has tied the score.

21: 21.

Before Duan Ran could think of responding, the U.S. three-pointer missed, and Chen Fang held the ball to promote the transition. Under the huge deterrence, everyone went to the basket to protect it. He moved to the high position on the left wing and ended the transition with a three-pointer.

14 points!
Chen Fang broke this record shortly after the second quarter began.

It was expected, but also gratifying.

"Chen Fang completely dominated the World Team's offense. He is now the core of the entire team. He led the World Team to overtake the score." Wang Meng shouted excitedly.

The US head coach, Goolsby, immediately made substitutions, with Fox and Josh Jackson replacing Frank and Markelle Fultz.

The two's impact was more fierce, which also indicated that the US team was increasing the intensity of their offense.

But Chen Fang welcomed the substitution with a three-pointer.

He suddenly asked Ayton to provide him with an off-ball screen at the free throw line, ran out of the arc to receive a pass from William, and shot as soon as he received the ball, showing his diverse skill set.

Watching the ball go in, the American bench were all shaking their heads. How could this guy be so good?

Even several executives from the organizer Nike were shocked, especially Joe John, who had previously negotiated the contract, and felt that he had underestimated this Chinese man.

17 points!

Duan Ran was stunned for a moment, looking at Chen Fang's posture, he was going to 20 points.

Why is there no bottleneck?
Why does it feel like there is no difficulty?

Why does he appear to be a level above the best of his peers in the United States?

The three whys made Duan Ran completely dazed, but Wang Meng next to him had already entered an excited state, constantly repeating the adjectives that he had already said several times.

Oh my god!

This catchphrase has become the first thing Chen Fang says whenever he scores.

At 21:27, the situation suddenly turned around and the American team had to slow down and face it calmly.

The World Team scored 27 points, and Chen Fang alone scored 17 points. What a terrifying scoring ability.

But even if Tatum tried his best to hold off Chen Fang, the latter could pass, shoot and back-up, which put the US defense into a tangled state.

"Let others shoot and don't worry about others!" Tatum also got angry. He was angry at his teammates for not helping in defense.

What is their reading level? You ask them to vote. How can these people have such a high hit rate as Chen Fang?

After all, it is the boss. Once it gets angry, the United States adjusts its defense.

And Chen Fang also felt the pressure.

After all, his physical strength is at a disadvantage. He can hit a few people, but it is impossible for him to knock them down in one go.

Fortunately, Ayton's mid-range shots started to hit, which relieved his pressure.

So, Chen Fang began the second phase of tactical changes.

All along, he has been actively communicating with Joe Mazzula on how to mutate the rib tactics, and Joe Mazzula proposed an idea, the elevator.

When the elevator goes up or down, don't stay in one position.

Chen Fang suddenly left the elbow area on his own initiative, which made Tatum alert. He followed him, but was blocked. He watched Chen Fang go to the top of the arc, screen for William, and then go down to the other side.

Then he received the ball in the short corner, faced Josh Jackson, and made a turnaround jump shot to score two more points.

Josh Jackson was a little confused. Why did this person suddenly become the one he had to defend?
"If you can't hold on, get down!" Tatum was furious and kept yelling at Josh Jackson.

Being yelled at on the spot would definitely be embarrassing, but Tatum didn't dare to say much because it was his own problem.

Afterwards, Chen Fang tried the same trick again, but this time, due to the exhaustion of physical energy, the shot missed.

Roy also realized it, and took advantage of the foul to replace both him and Ayton.

"Huff, huff!" Chen Fang shook his head. These past few minutes had cost him his life. He had been fighting every minute and every second. This was the most intense fight he had ever encountered.

He also realized that the elbow area was good, but the DEbuff aura was too draining.

As the main players of the World Team were replaced, Roy began to use the cannon fodder tactics. He began to make frequent substitutions. In the second half of the second quarter, he used fouls and forced attacks under the basket to keep the score deadlocked.

Fan Ziming also played. He caused two fouls and made four free throws, making three of them.

This received unanimous praise from Wang Meng and Duan Ran at the commentary booth.

"Very tough, this is Fan Ziming's style, he can fight a tough battle!"

(Fan Ziming made 8 of 2 shots in this game and scored points from free throws, which is his best performance so far...! Pang Qingfang only scored points in the most recent peak game.)
At the end of the first half, the score was 47:45.

Roy smiled slightly at the two-point difference and didn't take it to heart.

During the halftime break, the whole team listened to Roy's tactical analysis in the locker room. To be honest, the NBA locker room is not luxurious. There are only lockers, chairs, tactical boards, and televisions. The players can only sit on the folding chairs in front of the lockers.

Roy saw the problem with the American team.

"They don't have any tactics, they are all individual, so they have problems with help defense and backup defense. Of course, their pursuit defense and squeeze screens are okay, but they don't have a zone defense, so we can have a lot of opportunities to shoot from the outside."

"Vote boldly, don't be timid on this stage!"

Finally, Roy unexpectedly praised Fan Ziming. Knowing that this Chinese man was not good at English, he said to Chen Fang: "Tell him that I am very satisfied with his performance and he should keep it up!"

Afterwards, Chen Fang smiled and translated it to Fan Ziming, who excitedly shouted to Coach Roy, "Yes sir!"

On the sidelines of the court, following the amazing performance of the two Chinese teenagers, the leadership had already made a decision to immediately make a video and then contact the station, hoping to schedule it for broadcast right away.

Soon, the results came out.

It’s tonight, five sets at 7:.

It was an amazing efficiency, but Duan Ran knew that Chinese basketball needed face very much.

"Be careful and be more appropriate in the commentary in the second half." The leader reminded him repeatedly, always to Wang Meng.

After the leader left, Wang Meng didn't care: "We are commentators. It's as rare to encounter a good match as it is to encounter a good woman. How can I be honest?"

"There are beautiful women everywhere, but few good women!"

Duan Ran laughed and agreed with this analogy.

Just as the two were laughing, the second half came quickly.

Chen Fang is on the court again. Judging from the situation, in a 40-point game, he will have to play for at least minutes. What kind of treatment is this?
The core of it.

And Chen Fang's performance was worthy of Roy's trust.

At the beginning of the game, he assisted Ayton with a fast break dunk through an offense-defense transition, which immediately heated up the atmosphere.

Ayton was also excited. His score had reached 12 points. The more he looked at Chen Fang, the more he liked him. The two of them had better coordination than his teammates who he had played with for four years.

After all, he is the second-ranked guard in the United States, awesome!
Fultz, who is ranked first, has always been full of fighting spirit. He will not let Chen Fang defeat him again. This is something that several of them knew before the game.

Let's put aside our pride, our disputes, and work together to curb Chen Fang.

So, at the beginning of the second half, Chen Fang felt tremendous pressure. No matter where he went, Fultz was staring at him and using biting defense to deal with him, which forced Chen Fang to focus his energy on fighting with Fultz.

Of course, Fultz also lost his offensive power, which is a equal consumption.

Frank, who had been in good form in the first half, started again. He was in great form today and had already made four shots in his seventh shot.

The score between the two teams widened to 10 points again.

The situation began to tilt. As a well-known commentator, Duan Ran began to worry: "Chen Fang has received special attention from the entire American team. He needs help."

Roy was also actively trying to find a solution, but the American team cut off Chen Fang's connection with others.

Because they started using a full-court press.

Many times, the American team operates with this concept. When facing a weaker team, they will not play tactics with you, but will just crush you with pure force.

As long as it ensures that all five positions are stronger than you, it will use full-court press, half-court defense, double-teaming, and forcing the opponent to commit turnovers and offensive violations, resulting in a large number of offense and defense transitions, and turn them into points.

(I watched this game. They won by 37 points. They won the game with a run in the third quarter.)
Chen Fang was also thinking about how to help the team.

Or go back to the elbow area?

This made Chen Fang hesitate. Going there would certainly be an effect, but without a 15-minute break at halftime, what would he use to face the fourth quarter?
Roy called a timeout, and after arranging the corresponding tactics, he pulled Chen aside.

"Don't think too much!" he said to Chen Fang seriously.

"Depend on yourself. Only when you open up completely can the team's problems be solved."

Roy hopes that Chen Fang can just focus on his work and not do other work.

"But?" Chen Fang was surprised that the coach would say this.

"I'll give you unlimited firing rights. You can fight however you want. If I win, I'll admit in the post-match press conference that I asked you to do it. If I lose, I'll admit that it was me who asked you to do it."

Well, Chen Fang admitted that his soft spot was poked hard by Roy.

A man dies for a man who knows himself, and a woman looks good for a man who pleases her.

Then do it.

When Chen Fang accepted his proposal, Roy announced it to the whole team.

"Give it to Chen, let him solve the scoring. Everyone, grab rebounds, make fast breaks, set screens, do pick-and-rolls. If the ball is given to you, shoot it!"

Amid the confused gazes, Chen Fang said, "Guys, trust me, the win or loss is mine!"

"Coach, I won't let you take the blame!" Chen Fang said to Roy just before going on the court.

Chen Fang’s reappearance immediately gives people a sense of a completely different style.

He dribbled the ball across half court, and under the interference of Fultz, he dribbled continuously and suddenly changed direction, shook off Fultz's defense, took a step forward and shot.

The shot was taken from 27 feet, 3 meters away from the NBA three-point line, 7.25 meter more.

The ball went through the net, causing a burst of exclamations.

It was as if No. 21 had entered combat mode. Before Tatum could warn Fultz, Chen Fang, under the cover of his teammates, took another three-pointer from the right wing in the next round, almost stepping on the sideline.

Come in!

In the commentary booth, Wang Meng even stood up.

"Chen Fang blew the horn for a counterattack, and the sky and the earth were desolate. He was too accurate today. His personal score has reached 25 points. Is he going to reach 30 points?"

"The whole team is supporting him, as if he has been given unlimited firing rights." Duan Ran saw the problem immediately.

But when Chen Fang acted unreasonably, holding the ball under the cover of two teammates, and went straight to the basket, showing his guard skills with a small lob shot, the American team knew it.

Unlimited firing rights! How disgusting!

Tatum was both angry and amused. He was envious of such treatment.

"Bite him to death!" Goolsby immediately replaced Fox.

"You and Fultz go and watch, don't worry about anyone else!" Goolsby is a young coach and he has his own temper.

Okay, you want to help all Chinese people, but have you asked me?

Then, something rare happened on the court.

No. 21 was torn apart from the front and back by the two best guards in the United States.

Chen Fang immediately changed his strategy. He let William control the ball and he went to the frontcourt and started playing without the ball with the help of Ayton.

This change has once again refreshed the cognition of many people.

Many scouts were puzzled. How could this Chinese man know everything?
After playing with the ball for a while, he was double-teamed and had no ball.

In the first half, he played with the small forward back to the wing. Is this an offensive kaleidoscope?

No, it's simply a tactical kaleidoscope!
Long-range running also began to bother Chen Fang. His shooting accuracy dropped rapidly from 80% to 58%.

Despite this, his hits are still terrifying, one out of two, and he hits it with every shot.

Garnett and Rondo were both stunned, and it felt like this little brother was starting to play like crazy.

"It's crazy, damn, the more I look at him, the more he looks like Kobe. This is scary." Garnett was shocked and deeply moved.

It's nice to see someone who looks like Kobe after he retired, albeit not with dark skin.

Wang Meng was already numb. He suddenly confirmed the score with Duan Ran. He was obviously the one who had been calculating the score, but he asked this.

"How many points did Chen Fang get? Why do I feel like I'm commentating in a dream?"

"42 points!" Duan Ran controlled his emotions and answered calmly.

“Oh my god…” Wang Meng started again as usual, but was interrupted by Duan Ran.

"Your heaven has been shattered into pieces. Don't be sad. This is the fact. Chen Fang has entered the killing god mode."

Both of them were exhausted. Yes, they had used up all their fancy words and now they were a little lacking in energy.

"Chen Fang dribbled the ball, he got rid of Fultz, shot from the top of the arc, and made it again, 45 points. Audience, have you ever seen such a scary shot? I haven't, anyway, I don't want to cry anymore. I want to cry now." Wang Meng really choked up.

Seeing a Chinese man in the United States score 45 points in the strongest game of his age group, and the game hasn't even ended, how can he not be excited and want to cry.

Explosive slash, explosive slash, I am now using 'explosive slash' to describe it, who dares to criticize me, who dares to laugh at me?

This is the explosive slash, dual wielding two Judgments to store four flames, kill gods when you meet them, kill Buddhas when you meet them!
I don’t care about the outcome, I just know that Chen Fang has made us Chinese proud.

It's fucking awesome!
Time came to the last three minutes.

The US team was four points behind at 81:85.

Chen Fang single-handedly fought against the American team.

The memory of Kobe's retirement game has not yet faded from the minds of Americans, but a Chinese man under the age of 18 is paying tribute to Kobe in the same way and with the same score.

Chen Fang had no strength left. He didn't even run. Most of the time, he stuck to the defender. When the opportunity came, he would burst out with the little strength he had just stored, catch the ball, and shoot.

He had no distractions, only thinking about scoring.

At this moment, Chen Fang was in a state of ecstasy and couldn't even hear Tatum shouting at him.

The whole person is completely ethereal.

Frank hit another three-pointer and the whole audience cheered. At this moment, the audience felt defeated and supported the American team even more.

But then, they had to cheer again, Chen Fang scored again, he used a difficult mid-range shot to get two more points.

"I've got 47 points. Can I break 50 points?" Wang Meng asked in a hoarse voice.

Tatum made a ruthless shot from a mismatch and hit the rebound to tie the score again.

He was the highest scorer for the US team today, with 24 points, and Frank scored 7 points with a magical 21 three-pointers.

If it weren't for the two of them, we would have been defeated by Chen Fang today.

Tatum had never seen such a scene before. It was so strange, so strange that it made him tremble.

The eyes are emotionless, full of sharpness.

His face was expressionless, no matter what goal was scored, there was no change.

Like a killing machine.

85: 87.

It’s the last minute and the suspense grips everyone’s heart.

Even big stars like Harden, Rondo and Garnett were controlled.

This game is like the finals, full of intensity and suspense.

"He can definitely play in the NBA and become a star in the playoffs!" Garnett believed it firmly.

Before he finished his words, Chen Fang suddenly ran back and got rid of Fultz, received the pass from his teammate at the top of the arc, nimbly avoided Fox who was filling in the position, moved to the outside of the wing, and shot a three-pointer.

With a flick of his hand, the ball hit the target again!
"It's too hard! Fuck! Fuck, Fuck!" Garnett shook his head wildly, muttering to himself. This scene was also captured by the camera that was specially responsible for capturing important people in the stands.

Garnett's three consecutive Falk expressions became the best fodder for Chen Fang's superb performance after the game.

The American team's bench was filled with despair when they saw Chen Fang's three-pointer. The eight players plus three coaches collectively covered their faces with their hands, and an emoticon of them was widely circulated after the game.

Roy jumped into the court, yelling and punching.

Thirty-two seconds left, 85:90.

The near-game-killing shot that ended the game!

But the reason why this game was officially recognized by Nike as the best peak game in 20 years is because of the ups and downs of the script.

Tatum received the ball and forced his way to the basket, then suddenly passed it to Frank who was running to the corner. However, the latter had an unstable reception of the ball and lost his shooting opportunity, so he had to pass it to Fultz who was waiting for the ball.

Fultz shot directly from a distance of 30 meters.

A super three-pointer saved the American team's life.

88: 90.

There are 21 seconds left.

The United States called a timeout directly. Goolsby used a full-court press and, ingeniously, suddenly gave up the double-team on Chen Fang and put his strength on other players. In fact, his prediction was correct.

The World Team made a mistake in serving the sideline ball, and the ball was intercepted by Fultz, who managed to get the ball with a super steal by rolling and gliding five meters away.

The whole stadium went crazy and even the American team’s substitutes jumped up.

Tatum even pounded his chest repeatedly towards Fultz, who was lying on the ground and yelling, to express his excitement in the interior.

William, who made the mistake, collapsed. He clearly controlled the ball, but was cut off by Fultz's hand from under his armpit.

Warm hands hugged him.

"It's not your fault, you've done very well!" Under the continuous counterattack of the American team, Chen Fang finally came out of his trance.

He comforted William and reminded others loudly: "Defend it, we are still ahead, why panic?"

There are 21 seconds left.

In the commentary booth, Wang Meng and Duan Ran were so nervous that they were speechless. They had commented on many classic matches and had witnessed them before, but this was the first time they had put themselves in the shoes of the players.

They want to win, because no matter how many points Chen Fang gets, as long as they lose, it will be a flaw and a regret.

People will call you a scoring machine.

"Don't shoot it in, don't shoot it in!"

Wang Meng prayed quietly. This was not something a commentator should do, but he was a fan now, so he had to do what a fan should do.

The United States threw the ball from the sideline, and after a screen run, Tatum on the ribs received the ball, turned around, and made a difficult jump shot.

"It's over!" Wang Meng slumped down in his chair.

Duan Ran looked up at the time, there were still 4 seconds.

My heart sank. This was too little time.

Roy used his final timeout.

He only had one tactic, which was to let Chen Fang receive the ball comfortably.

"Stand in a straight line. The first one to run in front is William. The second one to run last is Andres. Then Harry, you move first and set a screen for Chen Fang."

"Ayton, don't be impatient. You have five seconds. Wait for Chen Fang to come out and then pass the ball. If not, pass it to Andres."

"Ayton, pass the ball to the center circle." Chen Fang suddenly said.

Roy was stunned.

"Coach, they definitely wouldn't have thought in the center circle that I could catch the ball."

"But, this distance!"

"The time is enough, and the distance is enough!" Chen Fang said firmly.

The two men looked at each other, and Roy saw the light in the Chinese man's eyes.

He later recalled: It was like seeing a comet flying towards you. I was thinking, I absolutely believe him.

So, in the next scene, everyone in the audience saw this wonderful sideline ball.

When the World Team ran away like a flock of sheep, taking away a group of American hounds, Chen Fang ran to the center circle. Fultz kept staring at him, but was blocked by Harry.

When he got rid of it, it was Chen Fang who was facing him.

There are only 4 seconds left, and the distance is in the center circle. Do you dare to shoot?
Fultz didn't believe it. He would rather believe in God than believe this judgment.

Chen Fang caught the ball and he even looked at the time before he started to dribble the ball. His movements were so relaxed that everyone had the illusion that it was not 4 seconds but 14 seconds.

So, when Chen Fang dribbled forward twice, he suddenly took a step sideways with the ball, completely avoiding Fultz's frontal defense, and then he shot from 33 feet, or 10 meters, and 3 meters away from the three-point line.

Everyone was so shocked that they stood up.

Watching the ball fly towards the basket and then fall in is like the Milky Way falling from the sky, washing away the filth of the world.

Everyone burst into the loudest screams and exclamations so far.

Wang Meng went completely crazy.

"Chen Fang, Chen Fang, he defeated the American team. He was 10 meters away and killed the game with one strike. It was a true zero-second victory. The ball that killed the United States was still in the air when the death knell sounded. This is Chen Fang's victory, and it is a victory for the Chinese people. Chen Fang, you are amazing. Today, you are God, the God of the Americans!"

"Fifty-three points! Fifty-three points! Chen Fang is the highest-scoring player in the history of the Nike Summit. He is the strongest high school student in the United States. He killed the game in the coldest, most classic way in basketball."

"I declare, who is the best in the Nike Peak Tournament? It is Chen Fang. He rides the wind and waves, he overturns the rivers and seas. He is at the Bodhidharma Center, just like Bodhidharma, crossing the river with a reed. Only! I! Am! The! Only! One! Respected!"

Duan Ran watched Wang Meng's crazy performance in a daze. The expression, the tension, and the language were even more outrageous than Huang Jianxiang's classic performance.

He was even so excited that he got Moda wrong, but the last sentence was the finishing touch, it was so outstanding.

On the court, all the members of the World Team surrounded Chen Fang, and Chen Fang finally let out all his suppressed emotions through roaring.

But soon, he began to calm down.

He hugged his teammates first, then went to find the American team.

First he gave a hug to the frustrated Fultz, then Fox, and finally Tatum.

Pulling the three people, he smiled tiredly: "You three just want to kill me today!"

"Oh!" Tatum was unhappy, but he also felt sincerely happy for Chen Fang's buzzer-beater. This indescribable complex emotion made him very uncomfortable.

"Don't worry, don't leave tomorrow, let's get together." Chen Fang asked one by one and went back only after getting the answers.

Walking to the bench, Roy gave him a big hug.

"Good boy, that's great!" Roy punched him hard on the chest.

"How does it feel to score a buzzer beater!" he asked.

"Coach, this is the first buzzer beater in my life. I can't explain it!" Chen Fang said frankly.

Roy was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter.

"You will have more lore in the future. Then I will ask you this question again."

"The coach is really good at chatting!" Chen Fang smiled.

At this time, the interviewer from CCTV came. It was Duan Ran. Wang Meng didn't let him go on the show because his emotions just now scared everyone else.

"How does it feel to make the final kill?" Duan Ran also asked this question.

Chen Fang wiped the sweat off his face and held the microphone: "I am finally able to give a small gift to the motherland. I feel very happy."

This answer made Duan Ran stunned on the spot, and his emotions, which he had been controlling, also fluctuated greatly. He felt a sore throat and said, "What an incredible gift!"

"Thank you!"

More reporters have arrived, and this is a necessary step that Chen Fang needs to face.

When facing the American media, Chen Fang changed his rhetoric again.

"I am brothers with many players on the US team. They performed very well today. It was a close match. I am very happy for myself and proud of my teammates."

"Why did you choose to shoot from such a distance?"

"Because of the lack of time, I can only try."

"Have you ever thought about not going in?"

"I never think about winning or losing during a game, nor do I think about whether a shot will go in or not before taking it."

"This is my duty, my responsibility."

Back in the locker room, there was another crazy celebration. For the World Team, this trip is worth remembering for a lifetime.

At the moment of leaving, Chen looked back at the deep player tunnel and smiled.

Now, no one can stop him from entering the NBA, and he is about to realize this dream with his own hands.

Chen Fang spread out his right hand and rubbed it carefully.

"Really awesome!"

Chen praised himself quietly, then he slowly clenched his hand into a fist.

Steel is made through repeated tempering, and talent is achieved through perseverance.

My own way, I will walk!
　Fifteen thousand words, and I haven't taken a break for eight hours since noon, and I only ate a few bites of food.

　　I just want you to read comfortably. There's nothing I can do about it. It's your fault that you have tickets!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)