Dinwiddie held the ball, and the first two times he didn't score under Li Ming's defense, so this time he asked Allen to do a block for him, the latter is two meters tall, but the speed is not slow, a big stride, just blocking Li Ming's lateral movement.

Dinwiddie escaped and headed for the basket.

"This ball, it should be... Kindness? How could Li Ming be here! ”

One step past White, Dinwiddie was already empty in front of him, but as soon as he picked up the ball and was about to make a three-step layup, when he scored directly, Li Ming had already gotten rid of Allen's delay and blocked in front of him.

"This guy is really tough。。。。。。 However, this is a reasonable collision zone, so what if I hit you! Dinwiddie did not hesitate, jumped hard, jumped high, leaned on Li Ming's body and hooked his hand slightly, seeing that the ball was about to leave his hand, he ran to the basket, but he suddenly felt a strong force coming from his waist, and his whole person lost his balance.

The ball hit the top edge of the rebound, then bounced off and landed in the audience. The referee's whistle blew and it was out of bounds, awarding the ball to the Spurs.

"It's all right! You okay! Dinwiddie, who landed unsteadily, was hugged by Li Ming and asked worriedly.

"Nima!" Dinwiddie pushed Li Ming away and complained to the referee: "He pushed me, otherwise how could I lose my balance!" He fouled! ”

"Toot!"

As soon as his words fell, the referee's whistle sounded, and he reached out and gave a T!

"Well done! Attaboy! It should be given to T! Dinwiddie applauded and said in his heart: This Shabi referee is finally not blind!

It's only been a few rounds, and Dinwiddie has been uncomfortable and painful by Li Ming's defensive small moves, but fortunately he gave Li Ming a technical foul, otherwise。。。。。。

"What, what, me me?" Before Dinwiddie finished applauding, he suddenly found out that the referee's T was for him!

Dinwiddie was stunned, and he didn't understand why he was the one who ate T.

The referee glanced at him, and he knew that he was complaining to me, I didn't see it when I looked so carefully, and I kept talking about fouls, did I mean that I was blind? I thought I was a vegetarian!

Li Ming saw it from next to him, covered his mouth and whispered: "I've never seen anything like this, I'm as happy as a fool after eating a T!" ”

"You!" Dinwiddie turned his head to say something to Li Ming, and out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the referee on the side, his two eyes were round and rumbling, and he just looked at him like that, as if to say that if you dare to make trouble, believe it or not, I will give you another T!

Dinwiddie could only give up, pretending not to hear Li Ming's words, and spread his hands towards the referee, squeezing out a smile on his face, and MMP in his heart did not stop.

Technical penalties can get an extra free throw, and it is White who executes the free throw, and the free throw shooting percentage of the defenders will naturally not be low, because they have a softer hand. Of course, there are also outliers, such as the Pelicans' Rondo, this guy is actually a playmaking center, for him, assists are easier than grabbing rebounds, and grabbing rebounds is easier than scoring.

White hit the penalty steadily, and Li Ming smiled at Dinwiddie, with a little shyness: "Thank you!" ”

The corners of Dinwiddie's mouth twitched, and he continued to pretend not to hear—what could he do, he was also desperate!

The ball is still with the Spurs, White dribbled over the half, Li Ming wanted to pass the ball for the first time, Dinwiddie didn't react and looked at him blankly.

"What? Are you going to learn from Harden? Eye defensive? Li Ming didn't throw or luck, and shouted at Dinwiddie.

"Fack!" Dinwiddie was speechless, cursed secretly, and pressed towards Li Ming, who smiled slightly and passed the ball to White again.

“？？？” Dinwiddie black question mark face.

Li Ming shrugged his shoulders: "I suddenly don't want to vote again!" ”

“。。。。。。” Dinwiddie didn't want to play, he wanted to play.

Time passed minute by minute, Li Ming's various small actions that were unguardable made Dinwiddie miserable, and none of his seven or eight shots were successful, and he finally made Li Ming a foul and lost two free throws.

On the other hand, the Spurs, because of Dinwiddie's dumb fire and wasted a lot of shots, slowly closed the score.

There is a wise saying, as long as you can prevent the opponent from scoring points, and you yourself can score, then you win.

The score was close, 45-40, and the Spurs were only five points behind.

"Fak, Fack, Fack!"

During the timeout, the coach of the Nets was left with nothing but scolding, and Dinwiddie sat with his head down and didn't want to say a word.

"Dinwiddie, you've been playing for almost 20 minutes, and when the first half is over, you're not going to play!" The team's therapist ran to his side at this time and admonished him.

"Why?!" This should be the last thing he wants to hear right now.

"That's what Coach Kenny meant...

"Okay!" Kenny Atkinson, the official head coach of the Nets, had to listen to Dinwiddie's orders.

"There are still four minutes, I must teach Li Ming a lesson!"

Dinwiddie returned to the court because there was not much time left in the first half, and he was in a hurry to get back on the court, playing even more impatiently, almost attacking with the ball, regardless of his teammates.

Li Ming liked his little temper, made him an offensive foul, and teamed up with his teammates to force him to make dribble mistakes several times.

Dinwiddie was like a fish stuck in a fishing net, and the more violently he resisted, the faster the net shrank, and he couldn't get out of it without his mind.

"Toot!"

Another whistle!

Dinwiddie bumped into someone and fouled, four fouls!

"I've said it several times! It's that guy who fouled me, isn't it, are you all blind?! The furious Dinwiddie couldn't control it anymore and yelled at the referee.

"Toot!"

Where will the referee listen to his shouting, directly and unceremoniously another T.

Two technical penalties, you will be expelled.

"You wait for me, next time I meet, I have to beat you!" Dinwiddie reluctantly walked out of the players' tunnel, still swearing and angry.

Li Ming stood on the edge of the court and watched him go away with a smile on his face. In this battle, the final winner was indeed him.

"It's boring, it's easy!" Li Ming shook his head, full of pressure.

With Dinwiddie's departure, the Nets' combat effectiveness instantly dropped a few firepower, and the Spurs, under the leadership of White and Li Ming, successfully overtook the score and pulled it bigger and bigger.

With a final score of 85-69, the Spurs got off to a flying start to summer league with a big win. Li Ming, who has attracted much attention, scored 15 points and 4 assists in the whole game, although it is not gorgeous, but he came on the court from the second quarter to prevent Dinwiddie, who was killing all sides in the first quarter, and was sent out of the game without even eating two T's before halftime.

It can be said that he completely killed Dinwiddie and fulfilled his pre-game promise.