"OMG, this is James Harden? Are you sure he's not some high school student with a fake beard who barged in? Hahaha! No, no, no, I was wrong, high school is much better than this. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info "Barkley laughed happily.

"It's unbelievable, how could Harden have such a performance, he dribbled like he touched a basketball for the first time, and that shot, oh my god I dare to say that he could shoot more accurately than he could when he was dragged off the bus." Kenny Smith was also shaking his head.

During the comments, Wang Junshan tried to shoot two more three-pointers, and it was already good to be able to hit the basket. D'Antoni didn't dare to take the liberty of replacing him, after all, he was the absolute core of the Rockets.

The backcourt served to Wang Junshan, took the ball and ran over the sideline, facing the old demon knife pasted over, Wang Junshan trembled in his hand and was about to drop the ball, he chose to hold the ball directly in his arms with his back, watch you grab it again, and was about to pass the ball, the demon knife was grabbed up, Wang Junshan's body was unstable, and garlic was mixed under his feet.

bibibibi…… Wang Junshan's walking violated the rules, and the Rockets fans began to get agitated, what happened to their star player.

"James, how soft are you like a lump of X today." Some hot-tempered fans have already started to scold, and the stadium is like that, there will always be discordant voices. Wang Junshan also deeply realized this.

The original lead disappeared with the clever calculation of the old man Bobo. The Rockets' final bench firepower advantage is also insignificant in front of the Spurs, after all, they are facing Zhuge Vic's team.

He has already proved to everyone that "just a few people from the bus can play a good game" is not a lie, and that the superstar huddle is not invincible.

Wang Junshan returned to the defense in the backcourt, and Mr. Bobo didn't forget to pat Wang Junshan's ass and teased a few words: "Houston's girl must be very spicy." ”

Wang Junshan took a deep breath, looking quite helpless, this old thief leader is not ordinarily powerful. You can see the culture of the Spurs.

Popovich's magic lies first and foremost in his ability to learn and be pragmatic. As a Southern European-American, Popovich's penchant for European basketball is no secret, so the Spurs like to pick players with European basketball backgrounds from the low draft, like Ginobili and Parker.

In specific tactics, he fused the seemingly simple but exquisite techniques such as covering, blocking, air cutting, and reverse running in the European style into the team elements that the Spurs have adhered to for nearly 20 years.

It's another exquisite air cut, plus a high post cooperation to the inside Aldridge! A guy who doesn't look at the back of the head passes to Green who cuts in to the bottom corner on the other side! Gliding Storm Slam! Two more points!

The Rockets also seem to understand that Harden is a little out of shape at this time, and the ball is beginning to be in Beverley's hands. Luckily, they have another full-fledged Denggo to help them stabilize the situation.

Gordon on the wing received the ball for three points and fired!! The continent faces the side, and the three points are to the sky!! A three-point shot that ignores the distance of the three-point line is unreasonable and hits!

The Spurs are still playing steadily, constantly running through the position, cutting to find gaps, and if it doesn't work, let Leonard solve it by force, and the Spurs have led by as many as 14 points at 54-40 at halftime.

Wang Junshan, who returned to the locker room, kicked over the bench, and anyone who encountered such a situation would not feel good. None of his teammates spoke, they didn't say anything about him, and they didn't dare to say anything, after all, he was the leader of the dressing room.

"Hi James, what's wrong with you, you look weird today." Of course, the mustache couldn't bear it when he entered the locker room, so he asked directly.

Wang Junshan looked depressed, did he tell you directly that Lao Tzu is not Harden, Harden doesn't know where to be happy now, I play at this level, if I say D'Antoni, I will definitely send him to a mental hospital to have a good look.

"I'm just a little bit uncomfortable, I've got to go out and get down." Wang Junshan left the locker room with a word, walked to a small corner where no one was around, and found that it was a jersey, not to mention cigarettes, not even pockets, and a burst of depression.

"How did you find out that something was different?" A familiar voice sounded from behind Wang Junshan, and Wang Junshan turned his head in shock, it was the weird boy that day.

"What did you do to me?" Wang Junshan asked through gritted teeth.

"I didn't do anything to you, it's normal for you to behave. Hey! The young man smiled brightly, if he hadn't met him once in advance, Wang Junshan would really treat him as the big boy next door.

"What am I capable of, what am I going to do to be the same as before." Wang Junshan was anxious, no matter what, he had to be able to win for himself or the Rockets.

"That's it." The boy frowned slightly, "I don't want to tell you, but it's not impossible to be the same as before." The boy took out a small white medicine bottle from his pocket and shook it.

"Rocket card, fast-acting heart pill, don't want 998, don't want 998, just take it home immediately as long as 28." Skillfully reciting the lines, he dangled the white medicine bottle in front of Wang Junshan, who rolled his eyes.

Ah, this thing is a neurosis, Wang Junshan is already ready to leave, too lazy to talk to him again.

"Eh, don't go, you don't want to win, it's a good thing." The young man was also anxious to see that Wang Junshan was leaving, and he couldn't wait to stuff the medicine bottle into Wang Junshan's hand.

"Use it first, if the effect is good, I'll come next time." Wang Junshan rolled his eyes again, turned around and returned to the locker room, this young man still felt mysterious and mysterious last time, which made people frightened, and now he is like a psychopath, what the hell is a human or a ghost, while thinking nonsense, he rushed back to listen to the mustache's tactical arrangement.

The young man behind him smiled and watched Wang Junshan return to the locker room, and suddenly he was excited, no, I forgot to tell him about the side effects of the medication, eh, it is none of my business, the young man disappeared as soon as he slipped away.

Back in the locker room, Harden put the vial on the cabinet and listened to the mustache's tactical arrangement.

"You have to run, they expand to the outside, you play inside, don't let Gasol and Ade form a combination in the high and low positions......"

Wang Junshan rubbed his hands a little nervously when he listened to the arrangement, was he still in this state in the second half? After hesitating, Wang Junshan saw the bottle of pills sent by the young man, which seemed to have some handwriting on it. When I picked it up, it was the instruction manual of the pill.

Rocket brand fast-acting heart pills

Suitable for: Rocket fans, players

Indications: 1. Rapid heartbeat, myocardial infarction, anger, crying, helplessness, smashing the computer, smashing the mobile phone caused by too much stimulation of watching the game.

2. Dysfunction of ability caused by poor player form.

Damn, this thing? Wang Junshan was stunned, he didn't care about a dead horse as a live horse doctor, anyway, there was nothing to do, let's eat one first.

When I opened the cap, it was a pill, and nothing strange seemed to happen after eating. Wang Junshan smiled bitterly, how could he believe in this kind of trick, his brain was estimated to be in water. Quickly wiped his face with a towel, Wang Junshan returned to the arena and began to prepare for the second half of the game.