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Stevenson didn't reply but stared at Lin Sen.

Although he didn't defend the rookie in the first quarter, he knew that Lin Sen was really difficult to deal with, but he believed that with Arenas and Butler defending first, he would be able to defend the rookie in front of him.

Not giving Lin Sen space, and constantly hitting with his body, this is Stevenson's approach.

It's a pity that Lin Sen didn't intend to get entangled with him at all. Even under the continuous impact of Stevenson, Lin Sen continued to dribble behind his back.

"What a crazy guy. Wood's dribbling ability is terrible. In this situation, he is still dribbling behind his back. I feel like I have come to the streets of Locke." Bill Walton said, looking at Lin Sen who was holding the ball from beyond the three-point line.

Stevenson was also very surprised by Lin Sen's dribbling ability. Just when he wanted to increase his strength, Lin Sen's left shoulder shook to the right.

Stevenson's intuition told him that this rookie was about to make a move, and he got closer again, wanting to put himself on Lin Sen's body.

But such a short distance is an excellent opportunity for Lin Sen to break through.

Lin Sen's body is thin but his strength is not bad.

Bang!

Hit Stevenson with the left side of his body, even though Stevenson weighed 100 kilograms, there was a pause under the sudden impact, and this pause gave Lin Sen the best chance.

Stevenson didn't have time to curse and immediately turned to chase, but his whole body was blocked by a body.

"Wood strikes inside!"

Looking at Brandon Haywood on the inside, Lin Sen's speed did not slow down.

Watching Lin Sen rushing towards him, Heywood moved his steps.

"Get out?"

Heywood looked at Lin Sen who threw the ball in surprise, Lin Sen threw the ball before he even took off.

Subconsciously, Heywood jumped up, but his hand was still far away from the ball in the air.

"It's a pass!" Heywood was startled when he saw Garnett cutting quickly from the free throw line. At this moment, he had already jumped up, and Garnett also rushed over. It was almost impossible to defend Garnett. .

And not only can't affect Garnett, but it may also become Garnett's background board.

As Haywood thought, he became Garnett's backdrop.

About two meters away from the reasonable collision zone, Garnett soared into the air with a relaxed ape arm.

The athletic Garnett had both hands for the ball that bounced off the backboard.

Bang!

Garnett collided with the falling Haywood, and Haywood was immediately slammed to the ground, staggered and hit the basket before stopping, while Garnett hung his hands on the basket and enjoyed the whole court gaze.

"I knew you could!" Lin Sen stretched out his fist and collided with Garnett's.

Hoffman in the commentary seems to have seen another pair of internal and external super partners rising: "I didn't expect Wood to pass the ball, and it was a plate pass. I didn't see him communicate with kg. Obviously this is their tacit understanding, this is the third official game of their cooperation, such a tacit understanding is too scary for other teams."

Bill Wharton next to Hoffman nodded: "Yes, the two of them seem to have cooperated for a long time, kg is covering Wood's breakthrough, and he can choose to attack the basket directly or pass back to the outside, kg You can choose to catch the ball from the high post or choose to roll down. This kind of pick-and-roll tactic looks simple but has a great effect, and kg will play more easily. If Minnesota can be equipped with some excellent role players, then the future can definitely be expected.”

"It's so handsome, Wood's pass just now is really cool." A white female fan watched Garnett and ran to the backcourt with tears full of longing.

And a black female fan next to her said immediately: "Yeah, it's really charming, but it's a pity that I'm not good-looking, and he definitely doesn't like me."

"You are better than me. Look at your figure. At least your figure is sexy. If he doesn't like turning on the lights, maybe you still have a chance. I can't do it. I have nothing." Another white female fan said.

"Linda, you can try it, or you can stuff him with a note after the game or during the intermission." The first white female fan who spoke said.

At this time, all three people looked at this woman named Linda.

"Of course not, I did it once last year..."

And the position of these female fans is just behind the media area, and all the discussions of these female fans got into Teresa Palmer's ears.

"It's terrible." Teresa Palmer said with a frown, and Lin Sen's eyes on the field also changed.

But it's not a liking, but a bit of hatred, as if Lin Sen is a man who specializes in tricking women into bed.

"Rookie, you have the guts not to rely on cover." Stevenson said viciously.

Lin Sen looked at Stevenson in front of him: "Why?"

Stevenson was at a loss for words for a while, Lin Sen didn't intend to tangle with him, Lin Sen's defensive object was Arenas.

Watching Arenas dribble across the half court, Lin Sen stood on the three-point line and waited for Arenas to arrive.

Arenas watched Lin Sen in front of him slowly dribble the ball.

Lin Sen didn't dare to attack casually, he opened his arms to expand his defensive area, and his eyes fell on Arenas' shoulders.

Arenas continuously became faster, with two consecutive cross steps, seeing that Lin Sen was unmoved, he suddenly took a probing step.

Lin Sen retreated back, but raised his right hand to cover Arenas in case Arenas shot.

At this time, Arenas pulled back, and the ball was passed back from his crotch, and he jumped up in front of Lin Sen.

Lin Sen immediately jumped up, but due to the retreat just now, he could only reach out to Arenas' eyes as much as possible, trying to interfere with Arenas' shooting sight.

Seeing the confidence exuded by Arenas who threw the ball, Lin Sen knew that his defense was likely to fail this time.

Without waiting for the goal, Arenas held up the gesture of a three-point goal.

The moment the basketball passed through the net, the entire mic center went crazy again.

Hearing the sound of mvp resounding through the center of the mic again, Lin Sen shrugged helplessly. For the first time, he felt that his defense was so bad.

"Rookie, your defense is like the membrane of the woman I got on last night, it can be broken with a light poke." Stevenson leaned forward.

"Can you pierce a woman's membrane?" Garnett said before Linsen could fight back, and his eyes stayed on Stevenson's lower body.

"It's incredible."

Lin Sen turned his head and looked at Garnett with a surprised expression.

Stevenson wanted to punch Lin Sen, but when he saw Garnett standing aside, he could only say: "I'll show you later." He ran to the backcourt in despair.

Just after halftime when Lin Sen dribbled the ball, Stevenson forced him over, muttering non-stop.

"DeShawn's defense is very active this time, and Wood just passed halftime." Hoffman said, looking at Stevenson who was actively defending.

Looking at Stevenson approaching him, Lin Sen's eyes suddenly caught sight of Stevenson's legs, and a smile flickered on the corner of his mouth.

This smile was a deceitful smile in Stevenson's eyes, and his intuition told him that this rookie must have some bad idea.

Stevenson made up his mind to force Lin Sen, a rookie, into the middle circle, and then passed the ball obediently.

However, Lin Sen accelerated towards him directly, which made Stevenson open his arms immediately, open his legs and squat slightly, looking as if he was facing an enemy.

Lin Sen didn't expect that someone would give him a pillow when he fell asleep. Originally, he just had an idea, but now he was given a chance to realize it.

There is no deceleration. In Stevenson's view, Linsen is a lunatic, and he is ready to make an offensive foul.

Snapped!

Push the ball with the right hand.

呲!

The sneakers rubbed harshly against the floor, and Stevenson watched Lin Sen turn around in front of him.

"Where's the ball?"

While Stevenson was still looking for the ball, Lin Sen, who had completed his turn, had already left him behind.

With an emergency stop and a jump from outside the three-point line, Lin Sen threw the ball.

The basketball falls into the hoop after drawing a perfect arc through the center of the mic.

With his right hand raised high in the gesture of a three-point goal, Lin Sen walked backwards in the face of boos.

Passing by Stevenson, Lin Fei smiled: "You really look good to me!"

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[Third watch, where are the tickets and collections...]