NBA: Starting with Jokic template

Chapter 11 rewrites the ending, a killer move!!!

Swish!
The basketball hit the basket at a very vertical angle, making a crisp sound.

From a very long distance, the three-pointer went into the net.

The ball hit the ground and the score changed for the final time.

118: 117!

The game is over!

Lin Chuan made a long three-pointer in the last second to defeat the Heat!

The outcome of this game was changed by Lin Chuan!

Lin Chuan scored 17 points, 5 rebounds, 3 assists and 2 blocks!
All the Heat fans in the stadium went silent at this moment.

The moment they saw the goal, many of the Heat's spectators stood up and began to leave the stadium.

No one expected that Lin Chuan, a big center, could score a goal with a hasty shot from such a long distance.

Westbrook, who was closest to Lin Chuan, rushed up first to celebrate, and Lin Chuan jumped up and bumped chest with him.

Then everyone on the Thunder team rushed up, surrounded Lin Chuan and celebrated together.

"Linchuan!"

"Linchuan!"

"Linchuan!"

As the undisputed savior of the Thunder in this game, Lin Chuan was surrounded by the crowd and raised his hands high to celebrate.

Brooks on the bench also pumped his fist to celebrate this difficult comeback.

He looked at Lin Chuan, his eyes full of admiration and disbelief.

On the other hand, the atmosphere of the Heat team was in line with the home court.

The whole team was completely depressed by Lin Chuan's buzzer-beater.

James took off his headband, took a few deep breaths, pulled his jersey out of his shorts, and wiped the sweat from his face and forehead.

Wade stared at the score in a daze. The 118:117 frozen on the big screen was so dazzling that it was difficult for him to come back to his senses.

"Everyone, it's okay. We still have two games left. They were just lucky in this game. We will go all out from the beginning in the next game and beat them and win the game in Oklahoma."

Seeing that everyone's mood had become very low, Spo became very flustered. He clapped his hands to attract everyone's attention and tried to tell them some inspiring speeches to cheer them up.

But James ignored Spoelstra's inspiring speech. He put his hands on his hips and ignored everyone, even his good brother Wade's voice calling him. He walked past the Heat's bench and went straight back to the locker room.

"Hey..."

Once again ignored by the big boss of the team, Spoelstra felt powerless and did not continue the inspirational speech he had finally organized.

In the home team's locker room, Riley was already standing there again.

His hair was combed neatly and his face was gloomy as he waited for the biggest star on the team, LeBron James.

"It's interesting, this Chinese player."

Inside the venue, David Stern looked at Lin Chuan with a thoughtful look in his eyes, and asked a man in a suit beside him.

"What do you think, Adam?"

Even though the man in a suit next to him was sitting, you could tell he was not short. He wore a pair of exquisite gold-rimmed glasses and looked like a white elite. The most noticeable thing about him was his bald head without a single hair.

He is the future NBA's new commissioner, Adam Silver.

Xiao Hua crossed his legs and looked at Lin Chuan who was being celebrated by the crowd. He touched his chin with his right hand.
"I think he is a good player. Yao Ming has retired and we also need a new capable Chinese player to help us continue to promote the Chinese market."

"However, it's still too early to just watch this one game. Let's observe more and at least watch the entire finals."

Stern smiled, sat up straight, and spoke in a serious tone.

"Adam, I'm about to retire. Although the board's vote is in October, we all know that not only me, but many people within the alliance support you to be the next president."

"When you take office, you need to quickly make a name for yourself and convince those people. Creating some new stars can help you quickly make a name for yourself among young people and make the league bigger in the future."

Xiao Hua nodded, looked at Lin Chuan with narrowed eyes, and couldn't help but have some expectations for him.

Before they could even reach the players' tunnel, TNT reporters had already rushed over. Everyone, including Durant, knew who the protagonist was today, so they obediently gave the stage to Lin Chuan.

"Hello, Lin Chuan. I'm Jones, a reporter from TNT. Are you available for an interview?"

Lin Chuan nodded, calmed down, and smiled.

"It's nice to meet you, Jones, and of course, I'd be happy to be interviewed."

"Today you played a game at the Heat's home court and defeated the opponent at the last minute. How do you evaluate your performance in this game?"

"how to say."

Lin Chuan was a little modest.

"Maybe it's just a meal of dumplings. After all, no one can guarantee that such a long three-pointer can be made."

"Eating dumplings? Is China's traditional food so amazing?"

Seeing that the reporter was somewhat puzzled and asked questions, Lin Chuan quickly explained with a smile,
"It just happened that I broke out. After all, if I was this good from the beginning, I wouldn't have been drafted at the end of the second round and sat on the bench for almost a year this year."

"Okay, do you think you're going to win the series and take home the championship this year?"

The reporter continued to ask.

"Of course, I am very confident that we can win the championship this year."

"The Big Three on the other side are very strong, and James is the best player in the league and an MVP..."

Before the reporter finished speaking, Lin Chuan interrupted,
"So what? The opponent is very strong, but we are also the only two teams that made it to the finals this year. Along the way, we also defeated other strong opponents in the West. What I want to say is,"

Lin Chuan bent down and brought the microphone to his lips.

"I firmly believe that we will beat the Heat this year and win the damn championship!"

When it comes to the topic of winning the championship, Lin Chuan seems to be determined to win.

The Thunder couldn't beat the Heat before, but the gap wasn't that big. Now with Jokic at his peak, there's no reason they can't beat them.

Even if all the referees side with the other side, they will not lose the last two games with five against eight.

After all, learning from the previous experience, the referee gave the Lakers as many free throws as possible, but the Nuggets still shaved their heads off.

"I'm very confident. I believe everyone will fall in love with you, Lin Chuan."

The reporter took back the microphone and suddenly changed the subject.

"In fact, Shaq and Charles made another bet because of you."

"What is it?"

Hearing the two funny guys betting, Lin Chuan was a little curious.
"The loser won't kiss the butt again, will he?"

"No, Shaq bet you guys can come back, Charles lost again, this time it's a thousand dollars, no kissing the donkey's ass."

Lin Chuan laughed loudly.

"That's a shame, but Barkley, I want to give you a piece of advice. Don't underestimate the Chinese players, or you'll lose again next time."

In the TNT live studio, Barkley saw Lin Chuan shouting at him from a distance and couldn't help but smile and shook his head.

"This boy."

Lin Chuan's interview was broadcast live in its entirety and transmitted to domestic broadcasting rooms.

"Lin Chuan is really confident."

Yu Jia said to Su Qun with a smile.

"Yes, I also think that our Chinese players should be so confident, so that they can gain a foothold in the NBA!"

Talking about this, Su Qun couldn't help but think of Yi Jianlian, the last Chinese player to study abroad.

It is precisely because of his somewhat introverted personality that he has never been able to build a good relationship with his teammates in the NBA. According to news this season, Yi Jianlian's NBA career has come to an end.

Thinking of this, one can’t help but sigh.

(End of this chapter)