runaway point guard

Chapter 2 Hit after hit
The Hornets nine months ago were not as dominant in the Western Conference as they are today.

Nine months ago, Zhong Yu came to New Orleans in a suit and leather shoes. This city, which was devastated by the hurricane, showed a moving brilliance in front of him.

Nine months ago, the young heart felt that everything he wanted, related to basketball, was at his fingertips.

After that, it was the long and depressing life on the bench. All the words that originally blessed him with flowers and flowers became illusory and powerless.

The humiliating nickname of 'Emperor Melancholy' followed.

And tonight's Zhong Yu, in a short moment, seemed to have been completely reborn.

After Tony Allen passed the ball just now, he paid more attention to Zhong Yu.

He looked at Zhong Yu, and the trash talk was still flowing: "See, you just made a shot. The NBA is not as simple as you think...you can't catch the ball anymore, because you are just a Just rubbish."

Zhong Yu gritted his teeth, and said slowly: "Am I trash, I will let you use humiliation to see clearly."

After saying this, he suddenly stood at a position near the top of the arc.This position is usually the place where boxing champion Chandler used to pick and roll Paul. Now that Zhong Yu is standing here, Mike James immediately understands and directly controls the ball to pass by him.

The Celtics momentarily let Mike James slip in from the right.

Tony Allen also took a look at Mike James, and turned his body to intercept Mike James' passing lane.It's just that, at such a moment, the Celtics' reloaded inside line came up to block. Mike James saw that there was no way ahead, and the forward passing route was blocked.

He thought of Zhong Yu again, and then, after a not flashy but more practical pass, the basketball came to Zhong Yu's hands again.

"No way...it's Chinese again." The audience's eyes widened.

"Although he just made a shot, for a player like him, luck can't help him for the rest of his life." The audience obviously didn't believe Zhong Yu.

Scott crossed his arms, looking thoughtful.

"Chop Suey! Don't try to score on my head in the same way!" Seeing Zhong Yu receiving the pass, Tony Allen was already furious, and he jumped up in front of Zhong Yu with all his strength.

His hands covered Zhong Yu's front. Although he was 5 cm shorter than Zhong Yu, he had no doubt that his ball would not cover Zhong Yulai.

So, in front of everyone's eyes, Zhong Yu was about to shoot a jumper, but met Tony Allen's interception, so he converted the jumper into a fadeaway jumper.

"I have to say that this guy is really handsome in shooting, but such a difficult fadeaway jumper...he is not Jordan, nor Kobe." The audience saw that the angle between Zhong Yu's body and the ground was only more than 70 degrees. The jumper is not optimistic at all.

However, Zhong Yu was fearless.

He discarded all the panic that the ball might be blocked and used all his sense of the rim to push the basketball out.

So, in the eyes of everyone, Zhong Yu shot the basketball back gracefully, and he couldn't help but fell to the ground because of the force of inertia.

However, the basketball was higher than Tony Allen's head. After crossing a brilliant parabola, it plunged into the net flowers!

"Shua!" Wanghua flew around like a frightened dandelion.

"OH! SHIT!" Several male spectators couldn't bear the stimulation of the strike for a while, stood up high, and shouted with fists raised.

"Roar!" Zhong Yu, who was lying on the ground, hammered his chest.The taste of scoring a goal is full of fragrance.

"It's coming in again! It's coming in again!" The women beside the basketball court shouted excitedly to Zhong Yu.

"That's how I score." Zhong Yu stood up, glanced at Tony Allen, and ran back to the half court after saying a word.

Tony Allen ran across the court holding his breath. He wanted to get angry, but Pierce, who was resting next to the court, suddenly said to him: "Pay attention to defense, that Chinese is not that simple."

Hearing the boss's reprimand, Tony Allen hummed sullenly and vowed to take revenge on Zhong Yu.

It's just that he didn't have a chance for the next ball, because the basketball was handed over to the Celtics inside, the big baby Davis missed a shot, and the rebound came to the Hornets.

At this time, the Celtics have not fully reacted. Mike James has already grabbed the basketball and rushed to the backcourt quickly.

Seeing Mike James running with the basketball, Zhong Yu turned and ran immediately without thinking.

He wants a chance.

For a precarious fringe player like him, playing time is his life, and with playing time, many things are possible.

For this playing time, he can even fight desperately.

He just hit two mid-range shots. If he can strike while the iron is hot, he will be able to get playing time like a lifeblood in the next game...

So, he almost didn't want to die!
On the court, Zhong Yu ran across the half court like the wind. He ran desperately to the red spot, that is to say, the area where the shooting percentage could be infinitely improved.

At this time, Mike James was even left behind by him.

Tony Allen also caught up, and Mike James passed the basketball to Zhong Yu again.

Because at this time, only he is the closest to the basket.

Facing the basket, Zhong Yu jumped up again without hesitation, and Tony Allen also caught up in the air.

Zhong Yu was in the sky, and he was still fearless. His hands were slightly folded in the air, and Tony Allen couldn't cover him, but hit his hands.

The whistle representing a foul sounded, and Zhong Yu's body once again made a difficult and graceful fadeaway jumper.

The basketball flew out again.

Under everyone's almost dull eyes, the basketball flipped into the net again!
The intoxicating sound of the basketball rubbing against the net resounded softly, and Zhong Yu fell to the ground.

Within one minute and 11 seconds, Zhong Yu made three shots from three shots!

"Wow~" Seeing this difficult shot, even the audience who were booing before could not help standing up and cheering vigorously.

On the Hornets' bench, several players also stood up and applauded.

Zhong Yu ruthlessly pulled the jersey on his chest, the fire in his chest seemed to spread to every drop of blood in his body!
At this moment, bright lights like mercury sprinkled the entire stadium, and finally, he heard the cheers of the fans.

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