NBA: I am a master dealer

Chapter 177 Lore!Lore!

Chasing Egg Green was also stunned for a moment, and after reacting, he immediately chased after the referee and negotiated with the referee.

A look of being wronged by the sky.

The referee ignored it, but pointed to the big screen.

Chasing Egg Green looked up, and the big screen was playing the slow motion of the round just now.

Narrator: "It's true, there's no doubt about it, it's very clear."

Commentator: "No, Xue seems to raise his hand intentionally and let Draymond's hand catch up. This is suspected of causing a foul..."

The commentator smiled wryly, "Since you stretch out your hand, you have to bear the consequences. What's more, Green really wanted to take out the ball, but he put it on Xue Liancheng's wrist. Therefore, three free throws are not wrong."

The commentator lamented: "Green really... At such a critical moment, making such a fatal mistake is simply a crime and unforgivable..."

The commentator exclaimed again: "This also proves that Xue Liancheng's ability to capture opportunities is really outstanding."

Xue Liancheng walked to the free throw line.

In the auditorium opposite him, people kept making various strange calls, and some even made insulting gestures, trying to interfere with his free throws.

Made...

These Bay Area scumbags...

At this moment, he suddenly thought of me, the great Zhan Huang, and went directly to the referee Ba ​​Ba to designate the audience, and expelled them, how domineering...

He also wants to have this privilege...

first penalty.

Hit steadily.

Second penalty?
After a jolt, his heart couldn't help trembling.

In the end, he was caught obediently.

so...

scare someone to death.

At this moment.

Forcing King Cole to call a short timeout.

then.

A lineup of Bogut, David Lee, Speights, Green, and Iguodala was sent.

This is clearly for rebounding!
So, there was a reason just now, and the timeout was saved, and now it can finally come in handy.

And Spoelstra's idea coincided with Cole's, and he also sent Gasol Jr., Ibaka, Marcus Morris, Batum, and the remaining Xue Liancheng, if he didn't want to make free throws, he probably had to be replaced and sit on the bench.

Play again.

Xue Liancheng stood at the free throw line.

In fact, he thought about intentionally missing a free throw, then shooting himself, and finally killing the opponent directly.

But looking at the other party's elders, this danger...

How dare he take risks?

Maybe, if you do this, you will kill yourself...

and so.

He still stabilized his mind, aimed at the basket again, and made a free throw.

Biwang couldn't pretend anymore at this time, and immediately called a timeout again.

The two sides tied.

There are still the last 16 seconds of time.

Come on.

Spoelstra hurriedly took out the tactical board: "I don't want to guess their tactics. I just ask for one thing. Lock Curry. As long as he touches the ball, he must double-team anyway. And... Batum, you come back on the court and pin Klay Thompson to death for me. Everyone else, keep the penalty area. I repeat, you must guard the penalty area well. On the premise of defending the penalty area, try to defend their three-pointers as much as possible. Be careful not to foul."

The tactical arrangement is actually very simple, nailing the three-pointers of Curry and Thompson.

All that's left is to guard the paint and be ready to rebound to close out the game.

As for the rest of the Warriors?

Just bet on their three-pointers.

Everyone looked solemn, and after hearing Sipo's arrangement, they all nodded repeatedly, "Understood."

Si Bo said in a deep voice, "Life or death depends on this round. Everyone, use all your energy and start fighting."

Everyone roared, "Fighting..."

But hoo hoo hoo, in fact, everyone understands.

Killed?

Or a tie in overtime?

It depends on the choice of the Warriors.

The Heat have no choice, they can only do a good job of defense, and the rest...

Resignation.

Xue Liancheng opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but finally closed it again.

He wanted to make a suggestion, but after thinking about it, he felt that it was unnecessary. After all, his idea was too unbelievable. If he said it, Sipo might treat him as a lunatic, so let's not accept it.

That being the case, there is no need to bring it up.

He already had a plan in mind.

He has absolute confidence to win the game.

The commentator rubbed his hands secretly, "I'm so nervous, let's see what happens next, is it a lore? Or overtime?"

The commentator analyzed: "Now all the pressure is on the Heat's side. No matter what, the Warriors are still firmly in control of the situation. If they don't make a shot, it's a big deal to play overtime. If they make a shot, the game is over."

The commentator had a whim: "It is true. Do you think Cole will arrange for Curry to shoot a three-pointer, because he is already unstoppable tonight."

Narrator: "Anything is possible, Cole can do anything."

No one dares to say with certainty what arrangements Cole will have, after all, the lesson from the past is in front of us.

In the round just now, he actually arranged for Curry to shoot a three-pointer, and it was a quick three-pointer. Isn't this crazy?

and so.

No one doubted that Kerr would do crazier things.

soon.

The game restarts.

Everyone at the scene felt heavy breathing at this moment.

This desperate moment will undoubtedly make people's adrenaline soar, and even many people's palms start to sweat.

Nervous!
It feels like the air is suffocating.

After coming up.

All the Warriors gathered near the free throw line in a row, and the Heat followed suit.

Iguodala came to serve, and Xue Liancheng made a block.

With the whistle.

The gathered players from both sides scattered like a goddess scattering flowers.

In the end, chasing the egg Green ran out and received a pass from Iguodala near the sideline on the other side.

This is pure bullying for Gasol's slow pace.

But in fact, Gasol didn't intend to follow up. Instead, he shrank within the three-point line, as if you could shoot if you had the ability.

Because his task is mainly to guard the restricted area.

In fact, in this situation, Green is of course impossible to shoot, and he can't make a shot every day. If he fails to make a shot, he will leave the Heat with a chance to kill himself. His choice is to slowly move closer to the three-point line.

at the same time.

Iguodala ran as soon as the serve was finished.

Xue Liancheng did not follow.

wrong……

It should be that he ignored it, didn't even look at it, but went straight to Green.

It was self-evident what he wanted to do.

That's right!

He wants to reproduce the game that beat the Rockets, fouled and sent Green to the free throw line, and then...

Kill the best Golden State Warriors in the league.

Just didn't expect it.

Chasing Egg Green passed the ball at this time, to Iguodala who cut to the basket.

Iguodala, unattended, made his way to the rim with little hindrance.

then.

After catching the ball, he flew up.

With a bang.

121: 119.

Everyone was dumbfounded.

then.

There was an earth-shattering roar in the audience, and countless fans stood up one after another, regardless of whether they were familiar with their neighbors, they hugged and celebrated together.

The king on the sidelines was also excited and ran with his fists clenched.

The Warriors players on the court had already gone straight to Iguodala, bumped their chests fiercely to celebrate, then surrounded Iguodala in the middle, and praised him fiercely.

Congratulations!

And this time.

The commentator was so excited that he was about to jump up, "The goal is scored, the goal is scored, and Iguodala has made a contribution. This is equivalent to a goal that cut off the head of the Heat. It is really critical. Iguodala is indeed a player with a big heart..."

The commentator also exclaimed again and again, "What's the situation? The Heat actually leaked Iguodala, it's unbelievable..."

The commentator restrained his excitement and thought of something instantly: "This ball seems to be Xue Liancheng's leak..."

The narrator was inexplicably shocked: "What? Xue's leak? This..."

Commentator: "Xue Liancheng ruined his entire hard work with his own hands. The luxurious data of 38+20, at this moment, lost his light in an instant..."

And the generals of the Heat on the court had already drooped their heads and walked off the court with heavy steps.

It was in stark contrast to the cheers at the scene.

Si Bo on the sidelines, with a dark and terrifying face, roared before everyone approached, "What's the matter with you? I asked you to guard the restricted area, and this is how you guard it?"

Xue Liancheng raised his hand calmly, "My question..."

Si Bo's face was grim, he was about to continue spraying, but he held back abruptly, his whole face was bewildered.

Looking at Xue Liancheng, he opened his mouth, but in the end he didn't speak...

At this time, Wade in a neat suit stepped forward to smooth things over, "It's okay, we still have time."

Spoel: "..."

What could he say, stretched out his hand, pointed at Xue Liancheng's nose, and cursed?
Naturally it is impossible.

Although Xue Liancheng made a mistake, he still has to save a little face for Xue Liancheng, who is the head of the team.

But just ruining the game in such a muddle still made him furious.

It's a great situation, as long as the ball is defended, overtime can be played.

What happens in overtime?
No one knows.

But at least they retain great hope.

now?
Hope faded.

And this time.

The big screen is showing the picture of the round just now.

After the Tiannv scattered flowers, the Warriors players were scattered in the corner and outside the three-point line on the weak side.

Iguodala served to Green and inserted into the penalty area without hesitation.

Xue Liancheng ran towards Green's direction.

Do not!
Not only Xue Liancheng.

Curry sprinted in that direction, too.

After watching the commentator, he was stunned for a while: "So? Xue Liancheng ran over to pinch Curry?"

The commentator was not sure, "It should be... right?"

Narrator: "If it is, then the Heat's key defense has a major communication error."

Commentator: "But Xue Liancheng is still to blame. He ignored Iguodala and made the Heat pay a heavy price."

After watching it, everyone in the Heat also thought this was the case.

It was even worse for Spoel to criticize.

Not to mention.

Things have happened, pointing fingers is pointless.

There are still 11 seconds left before the end of the game, and the time is very tight.

The Heat now have two options.

the first.

Play three-point tactics and completely kill the game.

But they don't have Ku Ritian in their team, and they don't have someone like Thompson who is crazy. What is the probability of making a lore, and there is no way to consider it.

The good news is that their star player is a player with a big heart.

second.

That is to play a two-point tactic and tie the score again.

Then enter overtime, everything starts from scratch.

of course.

Strictly speaking, there is a third option.

That is to kill yourself.

Taking a deep breath, Spoelstrom tried to calm himself down, and then slowly said, "The game is not over yet, everything is possible, Xue, I hope you get back together, you will hold the ball at the top of the arc and pick and roll with Mark..."

At this moment, Xue Liancheng interrupted aggressively, "Give me the ball, and I will bring the victory to everyone."

His strength no longer allows him to keep a low profile.

In the past, he would still have scruples.

Now?

No more.

The life and death of the team should be decided by him.

because.

He is the boss of the team.

He has the responsibility and the ability to decide the life and death of the team.

He came to throw the last pitch, of course...

Si Bo was stunned for a moment, looking at Xue Liancheng's resolute face and eyes full of murderous intent, he was a little dazed.

He opened his mouth again, wanting to say something.

But thinking of Xue Liancheng repeatedly standing up at critical moments and killing the suspense of the game, it seemed that all his words were stuck in his throat again.

And the other Heat players, after hearing this, cheered up.

This is what a team should look like.

Lose or win?

There are Lao Tzu to recite.

this moment.

They were inexplicably excited, and their blood was burning again.

Because Xue Liancheng's words were too firm, and they couldn't help but be convinced that the sky was falling because of my determination.

Their team leader can really handle everything.

Spotton paused for a long time, and finally said, "Everyone pull to the bottom line. When Xue starts to activate, he can try to go under the basket."

Done.

Then he looked at Xue Liancheng, "Xue, that's up to you."

Xue Liancheng just nodded lightly, "Leave it to me..."

then.

He calmly walked to the bench and sat down.

With that confident appearance, the whole person looks radiant.

The commentator was also discussing the Heat's last attack at this time, "The Heat's last attack should be handed over to Xue Liancheng to complete. There is plenty of time. It depends on whether Xue Liancheng can continue the magic."

The commentator was stunned for a moment, "You mean... Xue Liancheng will choose the three-point lore?"

The narrator nodded, "Very likely."

The commentator disagreed, "It's not easy. The number of lore games this season can be counted on one hand, and there are very few lore finishes behind. One can imagine how difficult it is to complete the lore."

Commentator: "That's true, but Xue Liancheng's game against the Rockets is one of a kind."

The commentator froze for a moment, and was speechless on the spot: "This..."

Narrator: "Xue Liancheng's big heart is beyond doubt, it depends on his choice."

And this time.

The audience fell into silence.

The feeling of suffocation spread in the arena.

Let everyone's heart be filled with depression.

One goal decides the outcome.

It not only tests the psychological quality of the players, but also a huge test for the psychological quality of the fans.

or.

kill the game.

or.

kill yourself.

All focused on the last ball.

The kind of tension and excitement cannot be described in words. Only when you are on the scene can you truly feel the charm of the lore.

The game restarts.

All players play.

Xue Liancheng was chased by two people.

but.

Spoelstra had expected this, and Ibaka gave the ball to Gasol Jr. in the high position.

After serving the ball, he also rushed into the penalty area.

then.

Others scatter to the corner and weakside.

At this moment.

Xue Liancheng ran out to catch the ball.

How dare the Warriors players dare to chase and defend with two people, because of this kind of space, it is easy to miss people.

Once a player is missed, it is very likely to be equalized again. This result is obviously unacceptable to the Warriors.

After all, the lesson from the past was in the last round, and they would not make this kind of mistake.

After Xue Liancheng received the ball, he did not break through the penalty area.

Instead, keep going back.

He stopped after a long distance from the top of the arc.

at the same time.

Gasol Jr. took the defense to the weak side.

just now.

The entire high seat is empty.

Only the online Xue Liancheng and Zhuidan Green were one-on-one.

That's right.

The person Cole arranged to defend Xue Liancheng was still chasing Egg Green.

Nine.

Eight.

seven.

The beating of time every second severely tore the nerves of everyone present.

Many people even held their breath, not daring to blink, and stared at Xue Liancheng's every move.

Xue Liancheng was expressionless, just looking at Chasing Green.

Green bowed his waist and slapped his palms, "Aren't you clamoring that you are eligible to enter the MVP discussion list? Come on, prove yourself fiercely."

The arrogance is still arrogant, and the expression is still domineering.

The corner of Xue Liancheng's mouth twitched, "The clown..."

And the time came to exactly 5 seconds.

He moved.

Sink your shoulders to start.

Green just wanted to fight back and mock him, but when he saw Xue Liancheng moved, he quickly restrained himself and opened his hands like an eagle catching a chicken, but this time he didn't dare to reach out.

Xue Liancheng didn't care about that.

because.

When Iguodala made an air cut and scored 2 points.

In fact, it is already doomed to be the first in the league to be his background board.

three.

two.

Xue Liancheng came to the top of the arc one step away.

Pull it up and make a strong shot.

Green pounced straight, because the last foul had taught him a lesson.

But no matter how he covered Xue Liancheng, it was of no avail.

because.

Xue Liancheng shot smoothly.

The ball flipped in mid-air, and the red light came on.

After landing.

He raised his index finger, put it on his lips, and spun around in circles.

What do you mean?
Naturally, everyone shut up.

And this time.

The commentator's hoarse explanation is still echoing:

"There are still 5 seconds left in the time, Xue Liancheng moved, Shenshen started..."

"Is he carrying Green to get into the penalty area? No...he didn't, he took off and made a strong shot..."

"Oh my god... this movement is too difficult. Xue Liancheng's movements are deformed. Green is taller than him and has a longer arm span than him. He can only hide behind..."

"The red light is on, it's the buzzer shot..."

"Wait! What is Xue Liancheng doing? He didn't go to watch the game, but made a gesture, a gesture to silence the audience, this is too confident..."

"Heaven... came in."

"The lore! The lore! He really did the lore. Xue Liancheng is like a god possessed, and he killed the Golden State Warriors. It's too strong..."

"The strongest superstar of the new generation, without a doubt, he once again killed the game..."

The nearly [-] spectators at the scene felt their blood turn cold in an instant, and they only felt their hairs stand on end, and their hands and feet were cold.

quiet!
Terribly quiet!
Especially with Xue Liancheng's shutting up action, they were completely silent.

(End of this chapter)