When Raymond Felton stepped into Staples Arena, his whole body was filled with excitement, he felt that the revenge he had dreamed of was coming, he was ready to speak after the slaughter of Stanford, and he knew that he would be able to complete the counter-kill.

"Brothers, it's time to be at the top of the NCAA. Raymond Felton had been emphasizing this point to McCantz and Williams in the locker room before the game began, and he believed that winning an NCAA championship and entering the NBA was a script that God had arranged for him to be, and that there was no reason for him to refuse to follow God's instructions.

tiger！tiger！tiger！

Before the game even started, the Staples Arena was filled with the shouts of the home fans.

Raymond subconsciously showed a disdainful expression, and then said to McCantz next to him: "It's just a guy who deceives the world." ”

McCantz just smiled, he was used to Raymond's complaints about the Crimson Little Tigers, and he knew that Raymond had waited too long for this game.

Looking at Zhou Zheng smiling and greeting Kobe Bryant on the other side of the court, and even shaking hands with those NBA general managers, Raymond has an irrepressible jealousy, and he thinks that all this should have belonged to him. If it weren't for that damn lore last year, who would know this vulnerable Chinese kid?

It would have been nice if I hadn't given up that defense in the last minute last year.

Raymond Felton thought silently.

Soon, the game began.

When he walked on the court, Raymond found Zhou Zheng for the first time: "I will definitely blow you up tonight." ”

Raymond gritted his teeth, but the hateful creature just smiled!

Is this ignoring me? Is it disdainful?

Raymond's stomach was suddenly filled with fire, and he wanted to give Zhou Zheng an angry slap immediately, he hated this feeling.

As the referee's whistle sounds, snap!

Sean May's dead fat man didn't even jump to beat James White on the other side!

Raymond felt like his lungs were going to explode, this pig teammate.

Seeing that Zhou Zheng was advancing with the ball, Raymond hurriedly followed, and he stepped closely on the defensive footsteps, not giving Zhou Zheng any space to break through.

However, when this defense continued one step beyond the three-point line, the guy in front of him suddenly sprinted forward sharply...... I don't know where he found the space, he can only follow the passive backwards and hurry back a step back, and just when he retreated, the hateful tiger pulled back quickly!

How did he do it? Is his foot spring-kicked?

Raymond Felton was full of shock, he hurriedly made up for it, and at the moment when he went up to fill in the position, pop!

Felton heard a rapid slap of the ball, and then the hateful little tiger flashed before his eyes, and he was completely lost in sight.

By the time he turned around, he had already rushed to the free-throw line.

By this time, there was already a lot of cheers in the Staples Arena, and the stupid live commentator was even screaming there with a long note...... Tiger tail waging!!

Raymond swears he's never hated an animal so much.

He hurriedly pursued Zhou Zheng, hoping that his teammates in front of him would be able to intercept the little tiger who had escaped from the cage. But McCantz's idiot was swept away by him, what else could this bastard do but score? What a bunch of pig teammates.

By the time Raymond rushed into the free throw line, the hateful little tiger had already jumped into the penalty area and easily picked the basketball into the basket under Sean May's defense!

Sean May, the stupid pig, almost watched him jump and make a layup.

"Did you get the pause button?" Raymond released his anger at Sean May as soon as Zhou Zheng scored.

In the carnival of the whole Stamps, Sean May actually replied to Raymond: "Be yourself first." You're the one who gets the slow button. ”

The two men engaged in a cannon of words in the depths of the restricted area.

Raymond Felton swore that he was really going mad at this dead fat man, and if it wasn't for Marven coming over to persuade him, he would definitely give him a little color to see.

After receiving the free throws from Marvin Williams, Raymond Felton tried to control his anger, he came to the front court with the ball, he was ready to blow up the little tigers, he wanted the general managers who just clapped him to see who was the best point guard on the court.

However, when he got the ball to the three-point line, the defender became a Lyon Bob.

WTF！！

Raymond Felton was as uncomfortable as if he had eaten a fly.

He looked up and saw that Zhou Zheng was following behind McCantz.

He singled out Leon Bob for a moment with the ball and handed the ball to McCantz, who he hoped would be able to get back on the court for him.

And McCantz continued to pass the ball to Shaun May in the penalty area, Shaun May singled the white bamboo pole center with his huge body, almost pouted his butt, the guy was knocked out of the baseline, and then Shaun May scored an easy layup.

Sean May's score added two points to North Carolina, but Raymond Felton wasn't happy because he didn't like Sean, and everyone on the team knew it.

The head coach has repeatedly stressed to his players not to try to force the opposing point guard all over the court, because that guy's speed and possession will most likely cause the defense to lose its effectiveness before half the court.

However, Raymond was not a believer.

He felt like he could, he felt like his strong body could squeeze that guy straight out of the sideline, just like that dead fat man Sean May did.

So, he quickly rushed over, and he wanted to intercept the little tiger's dribble.

Burst!

When physical contact occurs, Raymond Felton has a little weirdness in his head... This guy didn't even fall? I used close to eight points of force.

So, he quickly adjusted his strength and slammed into it with an active defense.

However... At the moment when he took the initiative to attack, the little tiger in front of him spun suddenly...... God knows how he started the pivot foot, but... That's how he flashed in front of his eyes, and because his impact didn't find the point of focus, he staggered forward two steps before slowing down.

When he turned around, he found that in the cheers of the whole court, the little tiger had rushed into the three-point line, and then made a block with Carllandry, and then assisted Carllandri to hit a mid-range shot.

Damn it!!

Raymond flicked his fist in exasperation as he heard an angry shouting from the sidelines, and John Smith was pointing at him...... If you continue to defend like this, I'll screw your head off.

Raymond shook his head vigorously, he respected John, but that didn't mean he liked the old man's scolding, and he quickly took the basketball from Smith.

Then go on the offensive.

When it came to the frontcourt, he executed the No. 3 tactic, he let Williams come out and make a block for himself, and then rushed into the box and passed the basketball to Marvin Williams, who was following him.

Williams is a talented player who catches the basket and arcs over the box before smashing it into the hoop!

Listening to the sighs of the audience, Raymond's mood finally made a little better, and he high-fived Marvin Williams.

At this time, the little tiger over there actually launched a sneak attack, and Raymond quickly chased after him, although he caught up with him when he was outside the three-point line, but he didn't catch up with his pass, and he handed the basketball to the noodle center.

The noodle center hit a shot from beyond the three-point line.

At this time, Sean May's dead fat man was just over halfway.

Raymond Felton was extremely disgusted with this dead fat man, he thought that it was this dead fat man who slowed down the team's speed, and without him, North Carolina would obviously be better.

However... At this time, John Smith called a timeout, and he replaced Raymond Felton with a backup point guard.

"Why me?" said Raymond grumbling to John Smith with an aggrieved expression.

"You should pour the water out of your head. John Smith simply ignored him and continued to lay out his tactics.

Raymond Felton was going crazy at this moment, he never dreamed that he would play less than three points and end up at the break. WTF！！

He sat down at the end of the bench in frustration, and then he heard two scouts behind him talking.

"Stanford's little tiger is very good, the offensive ability has also been shown, the confrontation ability has also improved, plus his assists. We could well suggest that the general manager take him in the draft. ”

"Yes. Another scout chimed in: "He's the kind of leading point guard who can control the situation at all times, I like this kid, I heard Adidas has made a deal with him." ”

"Oh, Adidas is so fast. ”

Adi gave him an endorsement fee with an annual salary of more than 10 million, and it seems that there is also a share of sneakers. This was revealed by the people on Tracy's team. Tracy has now quarreled with Adi's team several times over this matter. ”

"Hehe, that's interesting. Adidas originally chose Tracy between Kobe Bryant and Tracy Maddie, and now between Little Tiger and Tracy, it has chosen the younger Little Tiger. And Kobe Bryant is so eager to become teammates with Little Tiger. So, is this revenge on Adidas?"

“…………”

The two scouts were talking and laughing behind him, and Raymond Felton, who was already depressed to the extreme, couldn't take it anymore, he stood up, turned back to the two scouts and yelled, "Enough!!"

The entire bench area was silenced by his yelling.

Including Zhou Zheng, who had just walked on the court, Zhou Zheng looked at Raymond Felton who was roaring on the sidelines with some doubts, he didn't know what this guy was stimulated.

"Sit down. John Smith gave the order coldly.

When Raymond heard the old leader's words, he could only sit down with a stomach full of resentment, and at this time he was all kinds of anger and all kinds of unconvinced...... Why is all the good things taken away by this damn little tiger? Why can he get everyone's favor? Why can he get the endorsement of tens of millions of annual salaries, obviously I am stronger than him!

If it weren't for last year's lore, how old would he be?

Raymond's resentment eventually returned to last year's three-point shot, which has become his nightmare!

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[The first update is delivered, this is a big chapter, ask for a recommendation ticket.] In addition, thanks to "The Night is Warm" for the tip of 588, and "Desperate Koala" for the tip. Love you guys!mu-a!]-