Looking in the direction Wang Yu pointed, head coach McHale immediately understood the reason why Wang Yu did not play immediately. In sight, Jeremy Lin, who was originally substituted off the court, was slowly walking to the court with his head down and following behind Harden and others.

"Jeremy Lin, what are you doing?" McHale yelled.

McHale, who has always been mild-tempered, suddenly roared angrily, which immediately made the players on the Rockets bench tremble one by one, and they looked at Jeremy Lin who was about to step on the court in front of them in confusion.

Hearing the roar, although Jeremy Lin paused sharply and slowly turned his head, a pair of cold eyes stared straight at head coach McHale, as if he was going to swallow him alive.

"Are you blind? Can't you see that I'm going to play? Jeremy Lin walked back to the bench step by step and said coldly to McHale.

Hearing Jeremy Lin's cold answer, all the team members, including Wang Yu, were immediately shocked one by one. They had no idea that Jeremy Lin, who had always been a man of few words, would openly challenge the authority of head coach McHale at this moment.

Just when everyone was holding their breath, McHale was the first to react, slammed the tactical drawing board in his hand to the ground, and immediately strode towards Jeremy Lin.

"What do you say, tell me again," McHale was furious, and the tip of his nose almost touched the tip of Jeremy Lin's as he spoke.

"I said you're blind, and you actually asked me to substitute for a rookie, what did Lao Tzu do badly..."

Jeremy Lin said, pushed head coach McHale away fiercely, stretched out his hand and pointed at Wang Yu not far away and roared: "What the fuck are you, why do you let Lao Tzu play as a substitute for you..."

"Get back to the locker room, you're never going to play from today, get out..."

Before Wang Yu could react, McHale, who was dragged by the people who reacted, had already scolded. At this moment, Harden, Howard and others, who had just stepped on the court in the distance, also rushed back, and hurriedly blocked the middle between Jeremy Lin and head coach McHale.

"Shut the fuck up, I've had enough."

Jeremy Lin completely ignored McHale's warning, ripped off his jersey and threw it on the ground as he spoke, stretched out his hand at McHale and sneered: "Can you afford the loss of the team that doesn't let me play?" You trash, lame waste. ”

The disability on head coach McHale's feet has always been the bottom line that players dare not touch, and at this moment, seeing Jeremy Lin in a rage cross this red line without scruples, all the personnel of the Rockets immediately froze in place.

"Good, good, good..."

McHale's face was already flushed, and he pointed at Jeremy Lin coldly with trembling hands, and then suddenly lifted a chair on the side and slammed it over, shouting loudly: "Get out of here immediately..."

McHale's sudden move surprised everyone, and Howard, who was in the middle of the two, couldn't dodge, and was immediately smashed by the whistling chair. But before he could let out a wail, he saw a furious McHale break free from the restraints of the crowd and rush towards him like crazy.

………

………

After the turmoil between Jeremy Lin and head coach McHale, the game was finally able to continue.

In this turmoil, the home audience did not seem to be affected much, but at this moment they burst into more passionate cheers for Wang Yu's early appearance, because they always felt in their hearts that the unexpected defeat of the Rockets in the last meeting between the two teams was caused by Wang Yu's return to China to do business.

"Did you tell Jeremy Lin something?" Wang Yu tightly guarded the basketball and asked Paul, who was standing in front of him, coldly.

"I didn't say anything, just a few simple words."

Paul smiled faintly, stared straight at the basketball in Wang Yu's hand with a pair of eyes, and said, "But I didn't expect his mental quality to be so poor, hehe." ”

"Do you care so much about separating the winner from me?"

The smile on Paul's face had already made Wang Yu vaguely guess the true cause of Jeremy Lin's unexpected 'outburst', and his heart couldn't help but be full of hatred for this good-looking guy.

"You should be honored that I think of you like that, don't you?" Paul pursed his lips disdainfully and sneered, "Don't you know that you're now playing against the number one point guard in this league?" ”

"It's ridiculous, if you don't have the help of your teammates, why would you be the number one point guard."

While speaking, Wang Yu observed the position of his teammates, stared at Paul coldly, paused and continued to ridicule: "In my opinion, you are not comparable to Parker and Curry at all, you will just keep putting pressure on the management of your team, right?" ”

"So what, I led the team to the finals last year, and of course they can't compare to me." Paul sneered.

"They have loyalty to their team, do you?"

Wang Yu smiled disdainfully, suddenly sped up the pace of slapping the basketball, and said with a smile: "In my opinion, if you don't have Anthony's help, you are a trash..."

Such a naked insult made Paul's heart suddenly burst into flames, but he had carefully studied Wang Yu before the game, and he had no time to refute it at the moment, because he knew that Wang Yu was already about to make a breakthrough or pass at this moment.

Thinking of this, Paul hurriedly lowered his center of gravity, and at the same time secretly swore in his heart that even if this ball was fouled, he would never let Wang Yu break through.

Seeing Paul's immediate shut-up, Wang Yu smiled coldly in his heart, but he didn't immediately make a move to break through to the inside line as Paul expected. After a few slightly exaggerated crotch dribbles, Wang Yumeng grabbed the basketball with both hands and stood straight up.

Seeing that Wang Yu made a dead ball move, Paul was secretly happy in his heart, and just wanted to step forward to seal Wang Yu and snatch the basketball from his hand, when he suddenly caught a glimpse of a faint sneer on the corner of Wang Yu's mouth, Paul couldn't help but be shocked in his heart, and hurriedly turned around to look inside.

"Mero (Anthony), follow Parsons," Paul reminded loudly.

In sight, Parsons outside the three-point line in the bottom corner was quietly moving to the basket, and Paul reminded Anthony to block Parsons' inside cutting route. Paul just wanted to put some of his mind at ease, but suddenly found that Howard, who had been stuck on the inside, was running briskly towards the top of the arc where he and Wang Yu were at the same time as Parsons cut in.

Paul thought for a moment, thinking that Howard wanted to come to resolve the danger of the dead ball for Wang Yu, but Howard put his hands in front of him and stopped violently near the free throw line.

In confusion, Paul turned his face to look at Wang Yu in front of him, but Wang Yu threw the basketball in his hand straight to the basket without hesitation.

"It's not a shot, it's not a pass..."

As soon as Paul's suspicions arose, he immediately saw two figures, one red and one white, rushing straight towards where Howard was. The next moment, the white figure slammed into Howard's body, and the red figure was already flying into the air, whistling towards the basket.

Boom...

In the crisp sound, the bearded Harden was already excited to smash the basketball flying in the air into the hoop. An exaggerated and powerful gondola landed on the ground and immediately had a chest-bumping celebration with Howard.

"Good block."

"It's chic."

"It's beautiful, too."

In the midst of laughter, the Rockets trio who retreated to their own half high-fived each other in celebration, all grinning and looking straight at the Clippers' half.

As far as the eye can see, Paul has already taken the basketball from the baseline, and is leading a group of players from the Clippers to pounce coldly. Seeing Paul's cold gaze that could kill people at the moment, Wang Yu smiled bitterly in his heart, he knew that after this beautiful pass, the fighting spirit in Paul's heart had been completely ignited.

Thinking of this, Wang Yu immediately reined in his mind and set up a defensive position outside the three-point line at the top of the arc, quietly waiting for the next more tragic battle.

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………

"It looks like he's really not going to attack."

Looking at Wang Yu, who was fighting with Paul in the field, Yi Haiyang smiled disdainfully.

"Why do you say that?"

Lin Xue didn't hear the sarcasm in Yi Haiyang's words, and was puzzled: "He's just played, why are you sure he won't attack?" ”

"It's easy."

Yi Haiyang smiled and pointed to the time on the scoreboard, and said: "He has been on the court for almost three minutes, but even if he is vacant, he has not chosen to shoot, he has been making some useless passes, except for the empty assist just now, do you see that he has any special contributions on the court?" ”

"What's the matter, the Rockets are still five points ahead anyway." Lin Xue said with a smile.

"Fool, it's because the Rockets are still five points ahead now that they cover up his shortcomings on the court."

Yi Haiyang smiled proudly, and then analyzed: "In my opinion, Jeremy Lin's scoring ability on the court is much better than him. I really don't understand why the manager has always held him so seriously. ”

"Don't say that, I feel like his teammates like him very much, don't you see that every time they attack, they pass the ball to Wang Yu first?" Lin Xue continued to defend Wang Yu.

"He's a point guard, of course you have to give him the ball first."

Yi Haiyang snorted coldly in his heart, patted Lin Xue's head with a smile, and continued: "After the game is over, I must find a chance to have a heads-up with him, hum." ”

"What did you say?"

Lin Xue just wanted to ask the meaning of Yi Haiyang's words, but suddenly caught a glimpse of the situation on the field and immediately exclaimed: "Ah, Wang Yu was broken through by Paul..."

Yi Haiyang smiled coldly in his heart when he heard Lin Xue's exclamation, he was not surprised by Paul's breakthrough at all. Looking up at the middle of the court, Paul just used a change of direction to turn around and immediately get rid of Wang Yu's defense, and at this moment he was rushing straight towards the basket guarded by Howard.

On the other hand, Wang Yu, instead of desperately chasing after being broken through by Paul, he and Harden rushed towards the front court to everyone's surprise.

"Shame, pen..."

In the exclamation of the audience, Yi Haiyang just came out of this insulting word in his heart, and immediately saw that the basketball that Paul had just thrown out was slapped out by Howard, who had been waiting for a long time.

The next moment, the ball just fell into the hands of Harden, who had just started.

"King, now it's time for you to score..."

With a strange scream, Harden grinned and threw the basketball in his hand towards the empty frontcourt.

Roar...

Yes...

As soon as the basketball was received by Wang Yu, the audience immediately shouted. Faced with the situation of a flat river in front of him, Wang Yu couldn't help but smile bitterly in the wild run.

Amid the screams of the audience, Wang Yu jumped straight up just one step after crossing the free throw line. With both hands tightly grasping the basketball and holding it high above his head, he swooped towards the basket like a meteor with the sound of the howling wind.

Boom...

In the loud noise, the enthusiasm of the audience was instantly brought to the top by Wang Yu's shocking anger. And at this moment, Yi Haiyang, who was sitting in the audience, no longer had a look of disdain on his face, and he suddenly understood why Han Bin had not let him come to watch Wang Yu's game.

Hush...

The next moment, a sharp whistle sounded violently, and Yi Haiyang was immediately called back slightly. However, when he raised his eyes to look intently at the field, he couldn't help but frown again in an instant.

(Happy New Year, I'm so tired.) ）