NBA: Start with a three-point experience card

Chapter 240
Wang Yi's one-stop fight against five, the scene was quite shocking.

In China, although Tencent does not broadcast live, there are still several small websites that conduct live broadcasts over the wall.

The anchors of small websites are not as restrained as the commentators of regular live broadcast platforms.

Their commentary style is no taboo, quite down-to-earth.

It's even possible to spray each other with fans.

The little brother of Swift live broadcast:

"Hold the grass—brothers, have you seen it? When Brother Yi hits five, ask who else is there!"

The little sisters of Penguin Sports:

"I'm going! Brother Yi is awesome! Where's that black fan just now? Did you see it? Can't see it? Are you so blind? Are your eyes hooked?"

The three young ladies in the 24 live broadcast are COS Yu Ji, Mai Shiranui and Shangguan Wan'er.

The table in front of you is full of snacks.

Their professional level is average, and they look more like eating and broadcasting.

But at this time, seeing Wang Yi's dragon hitting five, Yu Ji was immediately amazed.

His eyes are full of little stars: "Damn it! The Rain God has gone crazy, one hit five, no one!"

Mai Shiranui hurriedly threw away the snacks in her hand: "Brothers, Brother Yi has been criticized. Which black fan just said that Brother Yi could not score a point in the second half? Are you a foreigner? Take a look, What is this? 2+1! Black fans like you get out of here as soon as possible!"

Shangguan Wan'er didn't even have time to wipe off the scum from the corner of her mouth, so she threw away the bag in her hand and danced with excitement:
"Brother Yi, this wave of one hit five is okay! If you don't pay attention, pay attention to the anchor, and the anchor will take you to the high speed."

As soon as I said this, Yu Ji suddenly realized something was wrong: "Why did the number of people in the live broadcast room suddenly increase by several hundred?"

Mai Shiranui had expected it a long time ago: "Brother Yi must be hitting five in this wave, and many brothers have come to watch the live broadcast."

Not only them, many live broadcast platforms have poured in many fans after Wang Yi's wave of one-on-one.

on site.

After Wang Yi's one-on-five, Eagles coach McMillan was furious.

Although after Wang Yi made the free throw, the point difference was still 16 points, but he knew the terrifying explosiveness of Wang Yi's scoring.

This really made Wang Yi feel good. He scored a few three-pointers and caught up with the score in minutes.

He waved his arms and roared from the sidelines:
"How did you defend against it?"

"If you can't do it, you will make a foul, understand? If you can foul, don't let him score!"

"Capella, how can you be so soft? Why don't you just pull him off?"

"This game must be won. If you can't do it, get out of here. The team has plenty of people!"

That's his coaching style.

The Eagles players were stimulated, and when they looked at Wang Yi one by one, their eyes seemed to be on fire.

Looking back, Trae Young responded with a throw.

No way, the Lakers really can't prevent Trey Young's pick-and-roll.

Trey Young and Knight pick-and-roll, Capela pick-and-roll, and Gallinari pick-and-roll.

In short, everything can be stopped.

The Lakers are really hard to guard against.

What's more, these Lakers players didn't want to work hard.

If you can't make outside shots, you can't get inside, and the only thing you can see is the fate of being hanged.

Wang Yi analyzed the situation on the field.

I can't hit five every time.

Although I want to fly these four bronzes, you can't do nothing for bronze.

You can't hit the monkey with full blood, but you can always kill the monkey whose blood is not blue yet.

Even if you can't kill people, you can point towers, right?

So if you want to turn the score over, you have to let other teammates do their best.

How to contribute?

I beat the two big men on the opposite inside to him, and then attract double-teams, and my teammates have a chance to rush in and layup.

When the Lakers attacked, the opponent was still double-teamed.

Wang Yi kept running, but still couldn't get out of the open space.

In desperation, the empty Caruso could only make another three-pointer.

Bang!
The basket simply turned him down.

The basketball bounced out of the basket.

At the basket, Capela has already locked his position and is waiting to get a rebound.

Knight helped him get stuck on the other side.

No matter how you look at it, this rebound belongs to the Eagles.

But just when Capela raised his arms high and was about to jump to receive the basketball.

Behind him, Wang Yi's figure suddenly rose up.

In an instant, his waist was level with Capela's shoulders.

Capela was originally scolded by the coach, and he was angry in his heart. Seeing that Wang Yi was about to buckle again, the anger in his heart burst out of the sky in an instant.

"Go away!"

With a roar, he jumped up vigorously.

Both hands slapped Wang Yi's arm fiercely.

Wang Yi's arm was pushed away in the air, and he could no longer dunk the ball in.

At the same time, being pushed like this, the body also turned 90 degrees in the air.

From facing the basket to facing the basket sideways.

But at the moment of landing, Wang Yi relied on the flexibility of the heavens, exerted strength in his waist and abdomen, and raised the ball with his right hand.

Basketball hits the backboard into the hoop.

As soon as the goal was scored, Staples exploded instantly.

Fans were on their feet, waving everything they could.

The beautiful cheerleaders on the sidelines of the Lakers also jumped and waved their wreaths.

The Los Angeles Yangko Team wasn't in much high spirits today.

But at this time they all jumped up.

Come live come live, twist up twist up!
James in a gray suit stared wide-eyed, showing an expression of disbelief, and opened his mouth into an O shape.

This expression lasted for a full five seconds before finally shouting:

"Huaxia Superman! He is Huaxia Superman! Oh--this damn guy, I love him to death!"

The thick eyebrows were also surprised that the m-shaped eyebrows lined up into a character for a while, and a character for a while: "How did he do it? How did this guy do it? What a peerless waist!"

The on-site commentator, the round-faced Bill, shook his head again and again:
"Unbelievable! Gosh, my eyes must be deceiving me. It can't be a human action."

The square-faced Situ next to him analyzed:
"It must be [-]% strength to make a dunk. After being fouled, there must be no energy left to send the ball to the basket. But he managed to make a second effort in the air and forcibly pick the basket. This requires extremely Strong core strength, only in this way can he maintain balance after being fouled, and then make a second effort."

"This kind of action, I am afraid that only Jordan and Kobe at their peak can do it."

The live broadcast rooms of those small websites in China.

The anchors are all crazy.

"Mom asked me why I watched the game on my knees! My brother Yi has such a wonderful waist."

In the COS live broadcast room of the 24 live broadcast platform.

The three young ladies are not very professional, and they don't understand how difficult this ball is.

They only saw that as soon as the ball was scored, the live broadcast room suddenly flooded with spectators.

In an instant, more than 3000 people rose.

This is a situation that the three of them have never seen since they were engaged in the live broadcast industry.

Yu Ji: "Oh my god, what's going on?"

Surprised, the dialect burst out.

Mai Shiranui: "Nani?"

Shangguan Wan'er: "My god!"

(End of this chapter)