From South China Tiger to NBA King

Chapter 91 Barkley and O'Neill's Gamble
Simmons, who wanted to get the contact information, returned to the court and performed a few explosive dunks again, trying to impress Jenna.

Unexpectedly, the audience was cheering enthusiastically, but Jenna, who he cared most about, was always quietly watching Jianghu who was warming up for shooting.

Seeing this, Simmons finally couldn't help but cast a haze on his face.

"Too deceiving!!"

"I'm going to blow him up today!!"

Embiid next to Simmons also noticed his strangeness at this time, and hurried over to comfort him:
"Don't be angry, Ben, we'll let that damned Easterner see our strength later."

"The best rookie must be yours, I believe in you!!"

"I'm not angry!!" Simmons nodded expressionlessly, clenched his fists tightly, and his eyes were still fixed on Jiang Hu's back.

"I must blow him up!!"

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At eight o'clock in the evening, the game officially began.

Celtics starting backcourt: Kyrie Irving, Jaylen Brown.

Frontcourt: Jiang Hu, Al Horford, Aaron Baynes.

76ers starting backcourt: JJ Redick, Jared Bayless.

Frontcourt: Robert Covington, Ben Simmons, Joel Embiid.

The Celtics have made changes in this game, because Smart's touch is really bad enough to not be able to open up the space. The front court trio of the 76ers is tall (Covington 203cm, Simmons is 208cm, Embiid is 213cm), so Stevens put Baines in the starting lineup to increase the height of the frontcourt.

For the 76ers, Fultz should have been the starting No. [-], but he was found injured during the preseason, so he missed the game.

Although there is a lack of the drama of the champion and the flower, the champion VS the champion, on the contrary, made everyone have different expectations.

This game also ushered in a nationwide live broadcast. The TNT commentary team, Barkley, Smith, O'Neill, and Earl Johnson were responsible for commenting on this game.

Smith opened the scene first: "Come on, everyone, something interesting is coming!!"

"Two No. 2010 picks competed for the best rookie in the same year. This kind of thing happened once in history. The last time was in [-]. I was deeply impressed by the competition between Griffin and Wall for the best rookie."

"John Wall, in his rookie season, averaged 16.3 points, 5 rebounds and 8.3 assists per game. According to the data, he has a 90% chance of becoming the best rookie in any season, but he failed in the end."

"Because he met Griffin, a rookie who averaged 22.5 points and 12.1 rebounds per game, God, John's performance was already very good, but he was unlucky and encountered Griffin's historic rookie season."

"Now the competition for the number one pick is here again. Who do you think will be the second Griffin, Jiang or Ben, and who will be the second Wall?"

"Come on, it's time for Las Vegas. As far as this game is concerned, who are you more optimistic about, who will score higher in this game!!."

"Shaq, you go first."

Shaqel O'Neal, Lakers legend, TNT ace host.

He picked up the mineral water oral liquid and took a sip, then said calmly: "I choose this book."

"Then there must be something wrong with my brain!!"

"I choose Jiang!!"

"He will be the best rookie in the league after LeBron, and he may appear in my 10-year-old five-man list in the future."

"He's fearless, he's hardworking, he's young and his skills are mature, and he's probably going to break my record for the most points in the first five games of his career since the ABA-NBA merger. It will appear in the best team list.”

"He may even become the greatest player in Celtics history in the future!!"

"Without a doubt, I choose Jiang, and I can bet my house on it!!"

O'Neill's words were sincere, fully expressing his optimism for Jiang Hu.

"WTF??" The speaker was Charles Buckley, the Flying Pig.

He is a star of the Suns and 76ers, and both teams have retired his No. 34 jersey.

Hearing O'Neal speak, Barkley immediately spread his hands and made an incredible gesture.

The effect of TNT's program has begun.

"Shaq, are you serious?? Unbelievable, you would say this, the greatest player in Celtics history? You mean he will win eight consecutive championships? In the modern NBA?"

Barkley slapped the table angrily, expressing his dissatisfaction with O'Neill's remarks.

"He only played two games, you shouldn't say that man!!"

"After a season, can he keep scoring more than 25 points??"

"I think his scoring will continue to decline. He has this trend in the last game. He has scored 17 points less than his first game. I think he may be lower than the last game today."

"This is their third game in four days. He has no such experience in China. The Chinese league sometimes only plays one round a week."

"Orientals are not as durable as us Europeans and Americans, he will get tired, and he will be soft when he shoots!!"

"I choose Ben. His physical fitness leads the audience. No one is better than him. He can penetrate a line of defense alone and poke a huge hole in Boston's defense line."

"And judging from his speech before the game, even though Jiang averaged 35 points per game, he was still very confident and he never felt afraid."

"Although he only scored 18 points in the last game, I am willing to trust him. I think he will perform better in this game!!"

Smith: "OK, Charles, what's your bet, Shaker has already bet on his house, it's a multi-million dollar thing!!"

"Come on." Barkley pouted. "After the game, he will tell me that he is talking about his house in the game!!"

"Let's get real, Shaq, how about some real money? $5 plus a requirement that if you lose, you'll pour a whole bucket of milk over your head like you Like the last time you used beer on me."

Barkley and O'Neal made a bet in June last year that in the Western Conference Finals between the Warriors and the Thunder, whoever supported the team could make a request. In the end, O'Neal, who chose the Warriors, won and poured a whole bottle of beer on the live broadcast. on Barkley's head.

"I agree!!"

O'Neal slammed the table heavily and stood up.

Then he took off his shoes and put them on the table.

"Oh, Shet!" Smith was shocked, and quickly stood up and hid aside.

"What are you doing, Shaq!!" Johnson pinched his nose exaggeratedly and hid aside.

O'Neill didn't speak for the first time, but put his legs as thick as pillars on the table.

Then he reached out and touched his bare socks.

Put it on your nose and smell it.

Then, he showed a smile of enjoyment...

For the sake of being funny, Shaq went all out...

Then he put his feet down, leaving only his shoes on the table.

He picked up his shoes and looked at Barkley.

"If I lose, I am willing to sit here and accept the milk bath of this dead fat pig!!"

"If I win, Charles will take my shoes and make a phone call, just like I did in the All-Star Game, for 5 minutes!!" O'Neill hooked the shoes with his middle finger and kept shaking them on his hands .

"Also if you win I'll give you my championship ring, you poor bastard without a ring!!"

"If you win, you can put it up for auction. This is Lord Shaq's championship ring. You can even auction it for 20 dollars!!"

With a sarcastic smile on his face, he looked at Barkley with disdain.

A championship ring is the face of a retired star.

O'Neill dared to gamble with his ring, which shows that he is still very confident this time.

Those former superstars like to compare who has more rings.

Because Barkley doesn't have a ring, O'Neill always doubts his life every time. Hearing O'Neill say that he doesn't have a ring, Barkley stands up anxiously.

"Just bet, it's no big deal."

"But I don't plan to bet on his score. Let's bet on who is higher in the five statistics of the two of them. Do you dare to bet?"

"Bet, Lord Shaq has nothing to fear!!" O'Neal responded bravely by slapping the table.

"I want to raise!!"

Barkley also went up, and he also took off his shoes and threw them on the table.

Kenny Smith and Earl Johnson pinched their noses again in an instant and pulled back five meters away.

Smith also nearly fell because he was running too fast.

The audience in front of the TV was already bursting with laughter.

"If I win, I want you to take my shoes and make a phone call, and I'll shower you with a bucket of milk!!"

"I agree!!"

"You've lost Charles, you've lost!!"

O'Neill slapped the table heavily and set the final bet.

Earl John and Kenny Smith returned to their respective positions as the two put their shoes on.

But they still refused to let go of pinching their noses.

Instead, he pinched his nose and said, "Okay, it's a wonderful game and bet. Let's follow the broadcast angle and move the camera to the front. The game officially begins."

Listening to the drake sound of Smith pinching his nose, the audience in front of the TV burst into laughter again.

At the same time, the referee threw the ball into the air.

"Game start."

"Standing in the middle punch jump ball is the second generation of the big dream Embiid and the Australian fat kangaroo Baines."

"Embiid got the ball first and handed it to Simmons. In this game, Simmons directly controlled the ball!!"

"Simmons came upfield with the ball."

"Jiang stood beside Horford and said a few words. Horford went straight to defend Covington. That was Jiang's defender."

"The two switched defenses. Jiang faced Simmons. As soon as the game started, the most exciting scene was staged."

"Shaker, Charles, widen your eyes, what you want to see is here!!"

Both centers Embiid and Baynes are jumping the ball in the midfield, Simmons and Jianghu are in the backcourt.

Simmons bent over and put his hands on his knees, looking at the midfielder with a serious look.

Jiang Hu walked directly to his side and asked with a smile on his face, "I heard that you want the best rookie, right?"

"Yes, I will do my best, and this award must be mine."

"I'm going to put him on my wall of honor."

Simmons looked into Jianghu's eyes and said in a deep voice.

"Oh?"

"I didn't expect you to value this kid's crap so much."

The corners of Jiang Hu's mouth curled up like a Nike, with a mocking look on his face.

"I wasn't interested in this stuff at first."

"but now."

"I'll get it and throw it in the trash."

This sentence almost made Simmons gnash his teeth angrily, wanting to strangle Jianghu to death.

He thought of Jenna again...

You don't know how to cherish things that I can't get, it makes me so angry! !

Jianghu looked at the angry Simmons and smiled lightly, ignoring him.

Before the game, he made harsh words, dunked the ball again, and provoked me for a long time. Is this unbearable?
You will suffer later.

The game started quickly, Embiid beat Baines on the jump ball, and the 76ers got the first down.

Simmons came to the frontcourt with the ball, and Jianghu directly asked to switch defenses with Horford.

He wants to face to face and blow up Simmons with his own hands!
When Simmons got the ball, Jiang Hu stuck to him tightly and kept interfering with his dribbling.

When he came to the frontcourt, Simmons stopped on the three-point line.

Jianghu took two steps back directly, and raised his eyebrows at Simmons to signal:
"Vote, Mr. Champion, I'll let you go."

Simmons froze for a moment, and after thinking for a second, he continued to plunge in with a sullen face and sullen head. Jiang Hu stood where he was, with a hint of sarcasm on his lips.

"As expected of you, Prince Xi who never shoots."

He stood straight on his feet, and as soon as Simmons stuck up, he immediately fell backwards straight.

"Beep——" the referee's whistle came as scheduled.

Offensive foul, the 76ers champion Lang's first attack ended in a mistake.

"Oh hoo, the first collision between Jiang and Ben in this game, Ben made a foul from the start, only 8 seconds into the game!!"

"Charles, are you nervous?"

"Don't talk, this is an accident!!" Barkley patted the table heavily, but a thin layer of sweat had already appeared on his forehead...

Back on the field.

Simmons was still looking at the referee in surprise, and explained, "I didn't use any force, this guy is flopping."

The referee was indifferent, gave him a blank look, and continued to run towards the front court with small steps.

"I did flop."

"But I'm on my feet, you little idiot."

Jianghu pushed Simmons, bumped him again, and said in a mocking tone.

"You despicable bastard"

Simmons's face was full of anger, he clung to Jianghu, and said through gritted teeth.

Shameless?I think you are too naive.

Jiang Hu gave him an elbow with his right hand, and ran quickly to the front court.

Came beyond the three-point line and asked Irving for the ball.

Baines was about to come up for the pick-and-roll, Jianghu frowned and waved his hand, signaling him to stay in the corner.

When Simmons stood in front of him, he said to Simmons: "You should learn how to shoot, you idiot who can only rush in."

After finishing speaking, he directly broke through with a short body, took a very quick step with his left foot to block Simmons' legs, and stepped forward from the right.

Simmons deserves to be the No. 2.08 pick in the draft locked one year in advance. He is [-]cm tall, but his speed is not much slower than Jianghu, and he can keep up without being left behind.

Jianghu suddenly reached the corner on the right side of the free throw line and made an emergency stop. Simmons also stopped quickly, but he still slid forward for a while.

The rivers and lakes stopped and took off directly, making a dry pull-back jumper.

"Swipe." The basketball obediently fell into the net.

Celtics 2:0 Philadelphia 76ers

"Like me, pull up the jumper, get it? Mr. No. [-]."

Jianghu patted his chest and yelled at Simmons.

Simmons' face sank like water, and he clenched his fists.

He really wanted to punch Jianghu in the face.

But he glanced at Jenna in the audience, and forcibly calmed down his anger...

"I need to calm down, this guy wants to piss me off."

"I want to beat him upright."

"I am a gentleman, a strong man!!"

(End of this chapter)