Chapter 50: Pumping, Wind! (b)
Hit four goals in a row!
"The hairstylist is starting to have convulsions!"
Many fans at the scene woke up from their previous drowsy state, staring at this strange guy from China with wide eyes, and couldn't believe that this guy who seemed to have no ability to fight could have such a terrifying scoring explosion!
"In less than two minutes, four goals!"
The happiest, naturally, is Barkley, who has just made a bet with Smith. The two good friends www.biquge.info finally finalized after "friendly consultation" just now: Barkley gambled that Gu Yu could complete an impossible miracle and win the summer league scoring title in a big reversal. And Smith bet that Gu Yu would not be able to do it.
As for the bet, it can no longer be as simple as kissing a donkey or eating sneakers, this time the bet is......
"Kenny, are you ready to go live? Hahahahaha......ha
Amid Barkley's barbell-like laughter, Smith's face was a little difficult to look at. If Gu Yu can really accomplish the impossible miracle, he will have to broadcast live online "Use his tongue to wipe the floor of the stadium where the hairstyle brother fought"!
"No, no, no, it's impossible......!" Smith knew that the fear in his heart was only temporary, and he didn't take it seriously, and tried his best to calm his breathing.
No matter how accurate this hairstyle is, it is impossible for him to really achieve that kind of miracle. This is also the NBA Summer League, no matter how bad the players are, they are also marginal people in the NBA, and if they are transferred to any professional basketball league in the world except the NBA, they are all god-level existences!
If these people are beaten by such a hairy boy, will they still be in the professional basketball circle in the future......
ββ¦β¦ Swish! β
"Five balls!! Hahahaha! I think this floor is really getting more and more unpleasant, who will wipe it! With a tongue with water hahahaha!! β
In Barkley's wild laughter, Gu Yu hit another shot. Under the uproar of the audience, many people found that Gu Yu's current shooting positions have become more and more diverse.
It's not just the sweet spot, it's not just the shooting point that has been shown in the previous game, Gu Yu put the scoring focus on the right side of the court, and the five consecutive balls were mid-range jumpers, like a goddess scattering flowers.
"The shooting points are connected...... It's like a running route! β
On the side of the media seat, a reporter next to Xiao Yu saw the clue, frowned and said to himself: "Cut in on the right side, go half a circle on the bottom line, and then go to his sweet spot on the left." Except for the left-side baseline jumper at the beginning, his shooting area seems to be quite obvious! β
What a tactical setup!
The reporters can see it, and it is impossible for the assistant coach leading the Mavericks not to see it. Holding the tablet and looking at the real-time data, the Mavericks assistant frowned, and couldn't help but have a little more admiration for Westfale.
In his opinion, the reason why Gu Yu was able to score frequently on this route was not because of the existence of any plug-in system, but because he was already good at such a running route, and as a shooter, he naturally had a thorough understanding of all the shooting points on this route.
And the scheming Westphall must have set up a variety of empty-handed cover running tactics for Gu Yu based on this, maximizing Gu Yu's shooting advantage on this route.
"Although I saw this, it's too late......!"
"Huh!"
On the field, the more the Mavericks attacked, the more they didn't score, and the more they didn't score, the more impatient they became. Another careless pass error, Cousins jumped up to pick up the ball in the air, a long pass launched a fast attack, and Gu Yu once again made a shot on the right route.
12 points!
"Scald, hot, hot!"
Gu Yu kept blowing his right hand while returning to the defense, as if there was really a flame burning between his fingers, and the calf players who watched it were itching with hatred in their hearts.
Sure enough, this is the route!
Seeing that the morale of the generals on the field had been somewhat hit and they were sick when they ran, the Mavericks assistant thought for a long time, but still did not call a timeout.
"If we call a timeout now, it will affect the confidence of the players on the field, and secondly, it will also lose a valuable opportunity to observe the follow-up offensive options of the hairstyle."
Someone in the stands raised this question, and a player who understood the ball said: "After all, at present, the Mavericks are still leading by 14 points, and if I am the Mavericks' assistant coach, I will call a timeout when the difference is pulled to about 10 points!" β
Whether this statement is right or wrong will not be said for the time being, but the Maverick assistant seems to really have this idea. The Mavericks attacked again, and Jeremy Lin held the ball at the top of the arc to face Gu Yu's defense, and made a fake pass when he came to the basket.
I'm fluttering!
Gu Yu reflexively stretched out his hand to the side, and the moment the center of gravity under his feet just lost, Jeremy Lin turned around on the spot, the ball was handed over to his right hand from behind, and he licked the basket at a low angle.
Middle!
βYESβ¦β¦οΌοΌοΌβ
Finally finishing the score, Jeremy Lin let out a vicious breath and threw his fist hard.
"Good shot!! Jeremy Lin, playing hard!! β
Smith also took advantage of the situation to relieve his breathing, and after a compliment, his heart was full of sighs.
Wait a minute......
Why...... I'm going to feel a sense of relief, huh?
Isn't it normal for Jeremy Lin to score in front of him? That's what this game should be, what's all the fuss about?
Don't......
Smith looked at the Mavericks bench, and even the Mavericks assistant was relieved and finally sat back in his seat.
Looking at Gu Yu again, for some reason, Smith always felt that under this shiny oil head, there seemed to be a very familiar soul hidden.
A soul he has testified, called the Great Soul.
"Has this guy's explosive scoring streak started to make us feel that 'breathless' pressure......?"
Smith muttered to himself, not knowing who he was talking to.
"Gu ......"
"Keep passing it to me."
Jett just wanted to comfort a few words, but Gu Yu was the first to speak, staring at the basket with stunned eyes.
Jett didn't hear clearly, and was puzzled: "What did you say?" β
"I said, keep passing it on to me."
Gu Yu took a deep breath and raised his eyes to look at the timer: "Time is running out, let's implement the 'second stage' ......!" β
After speaking, Gu Yu ran to the front court.
This kid...... Do you really want to be the top scorer??
Jett thought it was funny, and after dribbling forward, he made eye contact with Casby.
βGOT-ITγβ
Cosby nodded and gestured, then suddenly cut in from the right.
W-What ......?!
This one run instantly caused an uproar, and everyone was stunned, unable to believe what they were seeing.
Casby ...... Go to run Gu Yu's route?
Isn't this self-digging grave?
"Brain, isn't it......?"
Evans on the sidelines sneered and shook his head.
He knows that the King's rookie F4 and Cosby on the field now have a good relationship with each other, and they will practice some small coordination tactics from time to time, which is really a bit tacit.
But Gu Yu's role is already obvious, this offensive line, nothing can be let out. Casby came to run, that is, to completely abolish Gu Yu and give up Gu Yu.
What does this mean? Insanity?
"It's a substitution! Same tactic! β
The Mavericks reacted extremely quickly, and seeing that the tactics were the same, Jeremy Lin hurriedly stepped forward to defend Cosby, and at the same time, Luke Jackson, who was originally defending Cosby, also retreated half a step back.
In the next second, the smile on the corner of Evans's mouth suddenly froze.
"Whooshββ!!"
For a moment, but for a short moment, the moment when Jeremy Lin and Jackson's attention was focused on Cosby.
Jett, pass the ball out.
"Yes...... It's under the basket!! β
Under the basket, a grease head flashed in the crowd, and the basketball bounced off the ground through a strange arc, and when it flew up, it just landed in the hands of the oil head.
Empty blue, put in.
A second later.
ββ¦β¦ Wow!!! Reverse run, reverse run! Hairstyle brother runs to the basket in the air! 14 minutes, 4 minutes and 14 minutes! The hairstyle brother jerked off!! β
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Anyway, I'm Mu You...... Remnant ......