In the ice-deflated Rockets locker room, Coach Mike D'Antoni is still persistently cheering up the players:

"Come on, boys! Haven't we already encountered such a situation? Game 3 of the Western Conference Finals, we vs the Warriors, didn't we lose that game too?! ”

In the game mentioned by coach D'Antoni, the Rockets lost 85-126, and the locker room was also dead dead after the game.

"But we already have experience. 41 points, 41 points to lose a game, but we won the whole series. Look who's standing on the floor of the Grand Final right now. Is it the team that can beat us by 41 points in one go? No! The Grand Final is a best-of-seven game, and each game is a 48-minute game! So..."

Yang Yiming recalled the scene after the defeat. At that time, everyone felt that the victory in the Western Conference Finals was far away from them, especially when the two teams had figured out their way to the opposite and were ready to come up with their own keys to victory, and the Rockets suffered an unexpected defeat, which was undoubtedly a huge blow to the confidence of the whole team. But fortunately, James Harden, the boss of the team at that time, stepped up, and he used the agitation method to pull back the Rockets who were about to fall into the cliff, and with that smile that turned the tide, Yang Yiming still has goosebumps when he thinks about it now.

But at least the Rockets won the series against the Warriors, and Harden's wild laughter was not one of the turning points.

“… So believe in yourselves, in the people who sit next to you, in your right and left hands. Our system! Worst of all, I believe in statistics: we won't be shooting so low all the time, and we won't keep the ball out of the basket. Sell! Sooner or later, the goals will come. It's important to persevere, believe in yourself, find those three-point opportunities, and shoot with a flat mind..."

Yang Yiming wiped the sweat from his forehead with the back of his hand, but found that a bead of sweat flowed down his eyelashes into his eyes, and his vision became soft and blurry. It's a bit like shooting in the first half, the familiar basket is there, but you can't see it horizontally or vertically.

Coach Mike D'Antoni's encouragement is usually echoed by his teammates, with Harden Paul or the team's big brother Ariza coming out to echo and further boost morale.

But no one spoke today, and there was an eerie awkwardness in the dressing room.

Yang Yiming had no choice but to lower his head and listen to Coach D'Antoni continue to chatter in the background...

"Let Yang give it a try!"

Teng, Yu Xiaochun, who had been sitting next to Yang Yiming and was a cut shorter than a basketball player, suddenly stood up and suddenly stood out.

"Let Yang give it a try!"

Everyone looked up at Yang Yiming's translator at this time. His original phrase in English was, "Give Yang a shot!" Yang naturally said Yang Yiming, give a shot means to give something a try. And shot in English, it also means shooting, projecting.

Let Yang Yiming give it a try. It is also for Yang Yiming to shoot and shoot!

Everyone was stunned, why did the translator jump out to speak on this occasion? Yang Yiming felt that something was wrong, and tugged on Xiaochun's shirt hard, wanting him to sit down.

"Let Yang give it a try!"

But I didn't expect Yu Xiaochun to shake off the clothes he was holding, and said it firmly for the third time. I really can't stop it.

"Koharu?" Coach D'Antoni, who was suddenly interrupted, was not annoyed, but simply took the tactical board behind him and squinted at him. It may be that he can't figure out what medicine is sold in Xiaochun's gourd, or it may be that he really lacks confidence to talk about it, so he just listens to what kind of method this translator and agent who always has some unique personal views on basketball has to be a dead horse and a live horse doctor.

"I mean it very simply, coach. Let Yang Yiming give it a try. Anyway, we didn't feel very good today, and someone needed to open up the situation. In the second quarter of the first half, Yiming had a good hand and could score consecutive points. Why don't you let him try it, make a few more shots, and then open up the situation? ”

This time, all Yang Yiming's teammates, who were sitting and looking up, turned their heads and threw their eyes from Yu Xiaochun to D'Antoni, like a nestling waiting to be fed, and just now recognized the wrong mother.

"Yiming, is this your own will?" D'Antoni glared at Yang Yiming, once again turning the team's gaze back to the direction of him and Yu Xiaochun.

was suddenly called by name, Yang Yiming was sincerely afraid.

"What's the matter, this is an opportunity." Yu Xiaochun pulled Yang Yiming's team uniform in turn, covered his mouth with his hands, and muttered in Chinese, "Didn't you say you wanted to score 50 points..."

50 points...

This number made Yang Yiming excited.

Indeed, doing a Q&A on Weibo and saying that he could score 50 points in the finals is not just for the opportunity at the moment. Originally, Yang Yiming wanted to use public opinion to build momentum and help him strive to be the team's scorer, but now since Yu Xiaochun proposed it for him - I remember that Yang Yiming forced Yu Xiaochun, the "agent", to help him achieve this impossible task, although he resisted, but at this critical moment, it can still be seen that Xiaochun is a friend standing on the side - Yang Yiming thought, what else do I have to refuse.

As soon as he figured this out, he also stood up and replied to Coach D'Antoni: "It's my own will, coach. I mean, if I can score to open up the situation for the team, of course I'd like to try! ”

In fact, Yang Yiming has used up his only singles skills from the CAMS system in the first half, and he has no bottom in his heart whether he can still score continuously in the second half like the second quarter. But at this time, everyone feels that the confidence is low, and the opportunity to give it a shot is in front of him, if he doesn't jump up and seize it, the next time he wants to meet it, he doesn't know when he will wait.

Although Yang Yiming didn't know the bottom of his heart, he still tried to show the most determined eyes and looked back at Coach D'Antoni. After making sure that the coach received the message in his eyes, he looked around at his teammates, especially James Harden and Chris Paul. They didn't look back at him, but they didn't see any resistance, just waiting for the head coach, the old man who had been boiled for the finals, D'Antoni, to make the final decision.

“hy not？”

The voice of a teammate could be heard somewhere in the room. That Chinese means to say, why not try it.

"Yes, if you can't make it, it's better to make a strange move."

Others chimed in.

"Hmm..."Coach D'Antoni's tightened brows suddenly loosened, he pointed at Yu Xiaochun, and said sharply:

"You!"

Yu Xiaochun couldn't help but tremble, thinking that his rash proposal would not only be rejected by the coach, but might also be scolded for skipping the level. Unexpectedly, D'Antoni then commanded: "The person who made the suggestion - come here, wipe this blackboard clean!" ”

"Let's give Yang a shot!" Koharu, wipe the blackboard clean, I'll redesign a few shooting tactics! ”

Is Yang Yiming's exclusive shooting tactics?!

Here it is!