Brother Qiu's pass came instantly, and Wang Cheng's shot was not hesitating!

"Huh~"

Three points again!

At 89:92, the Lakers trailed by just three points.

After Wang Cheng hit two three-pointers in a row, the Lakers coaching staff immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

If you want to turn around, three-point rain is definitely the best way for the Lakers, especially when the Clippers use a trick and the Kings can't output on the defensive end. However, such a tactic is extremely risky, and if Wang Cheng is overwhelmed, the game is likely to quickly lose suspense.

Fortunately, it turned out that their gamble was successful!

At this time, the morale of the Lakers soldiers also came to a peak.

When the Clippers once again chose to attack inside, Brother Ball's help defense allowed Randle to complete the steal!

The Lakers launched a counterattack, and the ball dribbled at high speed.

"Hurry back to defense!" Harris shouted.

The Clippers rushed back to defense, but the Lakers' group of young players was too fast. The Clippers' big brothers couldn't get into position quickly, and no one even stopped the running ball guys.

It wasn't until he had reached the three-second zone that the Clippers reacted and hurriedly shrank inside, trying to make up for it.

Just when the Clippers thought that Brother Ball would complete the layup by himself, he suddenly passed the ball behind without looking at people and distributed the ball to Wang Cheng, who had just reached the three-point line.

"Oops!" Reed hurriedly turned around and yelled badly.

Wang Cheng received the ball, bent his knees, and shot, and the whole set of movements was clean and smooth.

I saw the ball draw a beautiful arc in the air...

"!!Shh

"The ball is in again! Wang Cheng hit consecutive three-point shots, and the Lakers equalized the score! Wang Zixing said excitedly.

"And in the whole process, Wang Cheng scored 9 points in a row and led the team to play a 9:2 small **." Director Wang added.

"Slap~" On the court, Wang Cheng and Brother Qiu finally smiled and clapped their hands happily.

It's not going to be easy.

The Lakers have been behind since the start, like someone has been put on the head in the water, and they have been struggling until they have just breathed fresh air again.

"Beep~" Clippers request a timeout.

"Bang!"

The tactics board was slammed to the ground, and Clippers coach Doc Rivers roared and reprimanded the five players who had just come on.

"Beverley, you will replace Johnson in a while, there is only one task, to kill that Chinese kid!" Rivers' tone was filled with anger.

He never expected that the variable in this game would be Wang Cheng - this fledgling rookie.

"Don't worry, Coach." Beverly nodded.

At the same time, on the Lakers' side, head coach Walton is also laying out tactics.

"The Clippers' defensive focus will definitely shift to Wangcheng next, and it's hard to have so many open three-point opportunities. Lonzo, if he can't find a three-point opportunity, will give the ball to Ingram or Randle. Wharton said.

"I'll meet the plane, Coach." Brother Qiu nodded.

In the following time, the two teams fell into a tug-of-war, and neither team was able to pull away the score.

Time went by, and in the final 24 seconds of the fourth quarter, the Lakers trailed the Clippers by two points, 110-112, and there was no timeout.

This is a very embarrassing point difference, and it means that in the next defensive round, the Lakers cannot use foul tactics, because once the opponent makes two free throws, the Lakers will be four points behind, and there is no hope of a comeback.

This ball can only be defended!

"Defend! Defend! Defend! All the Lakers fans stood up and cheered for their home team.

Purple and gold jerseys swept through Staples Arena.

It can be seen that even if the hidden dragon is in the abyss and the tiger falls in Pingyang, the Lakers are still the masters of Los Angeles.

In the cheers of the fans, the Lakers soldiers who were originally physically at the bottom were "activated" again. Everyone's eyes flashed with determination to win.

"Damn, their momentum is up." Reed secretly said in his heart that it was not good, but he glanced up at the time and quickly calmed down.

"If you want to win, you're still far from it." Reed passed the ball to his teammates on the perimeter, and the ball continued to be transmitted around the perimeter.

"Damn..."Wharton frowned, his hands clasped tightly together, and gritted his teeth.

The time on the timer kept dwindling, and the Lakers' victory seemed to be getting farther and farther away.

At this point, the ball was passed back into Reed's hand again.

"With 10 seconds left, do you think I'm going to attack impulsively?" Reed smiled and said to the ball in front of him, and then passed the ball out again.

"Defend! Defend! Defend! "The shouts of the fans never stopped.

"As long as we keep passing the ball to consume time, the victory of the game belongs to our Clippers!" The reeds have seen the dawn of victory.

With only five seconds left, the ball was back in the reed's hand again.

"Damn, they're running out of time." Brother Qiu was anxious, but there was nothing he could do.

At this critical moment, Brother Qiu suddenly saw a white figure suddenly appear behind the reed!