Smith shrugged his shoulders and didn't wait for the host's response, going straight off the court, giving up the projection of the last shooting point.

"It's hard to imagine that guy is the three-point king of the professional basketball team, it seems that I still overestimate the strength of the Asian team, no mistake, they are garbage!" Walking off the court, Smith said to his agent.

Of course he spoke English, and his voice was very small, so his words could only be heard by people who were very close to him.

Coincidentally, the on-site host Wu Xin was standing next to Smith's agent, he was a sports anchor of a domestic online media, and his English was very good, and Smith's words reached his ears word for word.

Originally, Smith ended the game early, which had already made Wu Xin very angry, but when he heard Smith make such contemptuous remarks, Wu Xin was immediately angry.

"Smith, I think you should shoot the rest of the basketball so it's not just respect for the opponent but also for the fans in the stadium, who are going to watch a full game." Wu Xin opened his mouth to question, of course he used English.

"No, no, no, he doesn't deserve to be my opponent, and besides, it's just a game, not a game, and the game can be decided." Smith said with a look of disdain.

"Now that he's in the ring, he's your opponent, he's finishing the game with his heart, but what about you? What did you do? Finish the game early? Wanton humiliation?? Wu Xin raised his voice.

"Hey, hey, boy, I repeat, he's not worthy of being my opponent, and there is no one in this country who is worthy of being my opponent!" Smith's attitude is still arrogant.

However, because Wu Xin brought a portable microphone, the conversation between the two also spread throughout the scene.

Among these many fans, naturally some people understand English, and when they heard Smith say this, the fans who originally supported him were immediately angry and scolded one after another.

Seeing this situation, the person in charge of the Reebok event site hurriedly came to the sidelines and pulled away Wu Xin, who was about to fight back.

"Everyone, be quiet, this is a misunderstanding, Mr. Smith's meaning has been misunderstood......" the person in charge "Balabala" said a lot.

And Smith also realized that he had lost his words, and under the persuasion of his agent, he was very unwilling to pick up the microphone and apologize to the fans at the scene.

"I'm sorry fans who like me, the way I expressed it just now may have caused you to misunderstand, you know, I didn't mean to belittle anyone!"

"However, I am telling the truth, the person arranged by the organizers is really not worthy of being my opponent......" Smith said proudly again.

"Since you're so confident, let me be your opponent!!"

As soon as Smith finished speaking, a man's voice suddenly rang out in the crowd.

This voice immediately attracted the attention of the onlookers.

And when I saw the person who spoke, it exploded now.

"Lin Feng!"

"It's Lin Feng!"

"Damn, Lin Feng is here!"

"There's a good show to watch now!"

The crowd consciously parted and got out of the way, Lin Feng walked straight to the stadium and said to Smith in fluent English: "Now I'm going to challenge you, as long as you can win me, you don't need to apologize for any remarks!" ”

"Boy, you won't be naïve enough to think you can beat me, do you!" Smith looked at Lin Feng contemptuously.

"I'm sure I can win you! And it's a must win you! Because this is about the dignity of our people! Lin Feng said.

"Okay, okay, I accept your challenge, but if you lose, I want you to crawl under my crotch...... Hahaha, how's that? Do you dare? Smith's eyes were full of amusement.

"What if you lose?" Lin Feng asked.

"If I lose, I will worship you as a teacher, don't you Chinese have the custom of kowtowing to your teacher, I will kneel in front of you and kowtow and admit defeat, and worship you as a teacher!" Smith thought for a moment and said.

"Good! I hope you don't break your word! Lin Feng snorted coldly.

"You'd better think about how you can crawl under my crotch in front of so many people for a while, haha......" Smith laughed maniacally.

Lin Feng didn't bother to argue with him anymore, and said to the host Wu Xin: "Please continue to host the competition." ”

"Okay." Wu Xin nodded excitedly, he naturally knew Lin Feng's strength, if there was someone in China who could win Smith, then that person must be, Lin Feng!

"Everyone has heard it, now Lin Feng is going to have a three-point battle with Smith, now, shout to me, who do you support?"

"Lin Feng!!"

"Lin Feng!!"

"Lin Feng!!"

After the incident just now, the fans on the scene will naturally support the players of their own country.

"Okay, now the game begins, you two, please guess the coins to determine the order of appearance." Wu Xin took a coin and asked the two to choose an interview.

Lin Feng chose the front, and Smith chose the back.

In the end, Wu Xin threw the back, and Smith took the lead.

"Boy, let me teach you how to shoot threes!" Smith glanced at Lin Feng disdainfully, and then stepped onto the court.

Wu Xin gave an order, and Smith began to shoot, this time, he was very attentive, it seems that he still attaches great importance to the bet, for fear that he will be negligent for a while.

But the thing is often that the more careful you are, the easier it is to make mistakes, after Smith concentrated, his crosshairs did not improve, and he only scored 18 points after shooting five points, which was 2 points lower than the first game when he and Zhu Dayu competed.

After throwing the last ball, Smith shook his head, obviously very dissatisfied with his watch, but in his opinion, even if it was 18 points, winning Lin Feng should be enough.

"Smith finished the first game with a score of 18, and now we have our Finals MVP - Lin Feng !!"

Oh!!

Come on, Lin Feng!!

Lin Feng is mighty!!

After Wu Xin introduced Lin Feng, the scene immediately resounded with a tsunami-like cheer.

"Brother, come on!" Lin Wen also shouted at Lin Feng who was walking towards the court.

Lin Feng didn't wear a jersey, he threw off the jacket on his body, and inside was a casual hoodie, and he stood very calmly outside the three-point line, next to the first projection point.

"Let's go!"

With Wu Xin's order, Lin Feng began his projection.

Knees!

Stretch out your arms!

Flick your wrists!

First Shot ......

Swish!

The Nets flipped up, the ball went in!

Wow~!!

The scene was boiling, and the fans raised their arms and cheered.

"It's just luck!" Smith snorted disdainfully.

Lin Feng's shooting did not stop, picked up the second ball, and shot.

Swish!

Again!

The third!

Swish!

Hit!

The fourth!

Swish!

……

In the blink of an eye, Lin Feng had already hit four goals in a row!

“FUCK！”

Smith's eyes widened, and he couldn't help but burst into foul language, he couldn't believe that the qiē in front of him was real......

At this time, Lin Feng picked up the last ball of the first projection point, which was also a flower ball.

Sell!

Swish!

The Nets flipped up, like a white wave!

Ball in!

……