135 Christmas War 9

The theoretical shooting rate is 70%, which increases and decreases with different defensive intensity.

Wen Hao looked at the information in his mind, first stunned, and then overjoyed.

He dreamed of hitting shots on the field, but because of his lack of self-confidence, he basically didn't dare to shoot in the middle distance of the court. And now, when he needed it the most, he suddenly acquired the skill of unsolved mid-range shooting, and the theoretical shooting rate reached 70%, which was simply a blessing for him. Just like a pedestrian in a scorched desert meets an oasis, a ship on a dark sea sees a lighthouse, sends charcoal in the snow, and sends a fan when it is hot......

While Wen Hao was rejoicing at this message in his mind, the Lakers had seized the opportunity to play another fast break.

McHale was already a little angry on the sidelines, and Wen Hao passed a good assist, but it made it easy for people to hit a counterattack, which was simply intolerable to him. He wants to replace Wen Hao off the field, and wait for the next dead ball to replace Wen Hao off the field.

At this time, the Rockets attacked, Jeremy Lin dribbled to the frontcourt, and wanted to hand it to Wen Hao in the low post, but Kobe's front defense was not slack.

Jeremy Lin had no choice but to try to find other opportunities, but the Lakers may have because of Kobe's leading role, and the defensive intensity of the other players has also increased, and the Rockets have almost touched the ball, but they just can't find a chance.

Passed around, and the ball came to Wen Hao's hands again.

At this time, Wen Hao, holding a basketball, stood one step outside the free throw line.

Bryant faced him and was still a step-back defensive strategy.

When the audience saw No. 5 get the ball, they chanted again, and this time the voice was louder than ever, and it was neat, as if it had been rehearsed a thousand times: "Throw one, throw one, throw one ......"

Actor Nicholson also became excited, raising his hands and shouting with the fans: "Vote one, vote one, vote one ......"

"Oh, poor Chinese." Harlan, the narrator, said with a tone of sympathy or mockery.

"It's pathetic to have no basket." The big-mouthed Buckley is a taunt.

"As a point guard, I can't even shoot, alas......" Reggie Miller shook his head, as if a little regretful.

D'Antoni clasped his hands in front of his chest, a smile on his lips, and his mustache turned up slightly.

Wen Hao held the ball, looked at Kobe's burning gaze, and listened to the tsunami-like "throw one" from the surrounding mountains, and a familiar feeling slowly rose in his heart. That's how he feels when he practices shooting thousands of times. In the past, this feeling was only felt when I practiced, but today, when that message flooded into my mind, it started to come back slowly.

He looked up and looked over Kobe's head to the red basket not far away. At this moment, Kobe's gaze, the surrounding mountains roaring and tsunami, D'Antoni's smile, and the narrator's ridicule seemed to have nothing to do with him. All he could see was the red basket.

Bend your knees, stretch your body, lift the ball, jump, straighten your arms, shake your wrists, shoot, and the whole action is done in one go, as if it should have been.

The orange-red basketball arcs in the air so perfectly that it's perfect enough to end any fairy tale.

The next moment-

"Huh."

The high-speed camera captured the arc of the basketball, and the microphone behind the rebound took in the crisp and pleasant sound, and then amplified it a hundred times through the radio waves from the live sound, overpowering the ridicule, ridicule, and discussion of nearly 20,000 people, and poured into their ears with unparalleled momentum.

At this moment, quiet!

The whole world was quiet, and Staples was frozen.

People's minds were shocked with great shock, and they went blank for a short time.

……

After a while, finally, the sound of someone swallowing saliva sounded, which woke up the audience next to him: "Medium...... CIC ......"

"Isn't he going to hit the pitch?!"

"He's going to hit the pitch!!"

"Am I wrong? This Chinese was able to hit the pitch!! ”

……

The narrator, Haranyuan, opened his eyes open, and the expression on his face was full of surprise: "He...... He made a mid-range shot?! ”

"Oh, **, he actually made a mid-range shot!" The big-mouthed Buckley's "**" is not a curse, it is purely because it is too surprised.

Reggie Miller was even more surprised, as a former super shooter, he knew far more about shooting than anyone else. In his opinion, it is basically impossible for people who have not shot much since they entered the NBA to shoot the basketball, because such people's self-confidence has fallen to a low point.

But this Chinese actually shot like that, and the shooting posture was so beautiful and smooth, in one go, without dragging the mud and water. Even from the perspective of a legendary shooter like Miller, it can be rated excellent, which is amazing.

In distant China, in the live broadcast room of Xinlang, the beautiful Zhou Lingan didn't feel anything, after all, he didn't know as much about basketball as the other two. Ke Fan and Yang Yi were shocked, and the two didn't even speak for a moment. It wasn't until Zhou Ling'an reminded Yang Yi that he spoke: "Accident, it's too surprising." ”

In Staples, the smile on the corner of D'Antoni's mouth on the sidelines was completely frozen on his face at this time, and the whole person was a little stunned, he really didn't expect that this person who was extremely unconfident in shooting would shoot so suddenly and hit the shot, which is simply incredible.

Kobe Bryant looked at Wen Hao's gaze, which was as cold as usual, without the slightest change.

At this time, everyone on the Rocket team stepped forward to high-five Wen Hao, and Wen Hao was able to shoot the basketball, which was not only a good thing for himself, but also for the entire rocket. As long as he can open up the shot, the rest will be easy.

McHale, who originally wanted to replace Wen Hao, also looked at Wen Hao in surprise, and after a moment, he shook his head and dispelled the idea of replacing him. Let's take a look at it.

At this point, D'Antoni shook his head after the initial shock, as if to shake the shock out of his head, he still clasped his arms in his hands, and muttered softly: "Luck, it must be luck." ”

The commentary on the sidelines also eased up at this time, and they slowly shook their heads, saying that this was Wen Hao's "luck", and it was impossible to shoot again next time, even if he reluctantly shot, it was impossible to hit again.

Nearly 20,000 Staples fans also shouted the words "luck" and "shit luck", half prophetic and half cursed, saying, "He won't be so lucky next time." ”

Amid the chatter of these fans, the Rockets attacked again, and after a few passes, the ball once again came to Wen Hao, who was one step behind the free throw line.

Kobe Bryant still didn't step forward and let him go.

"Vote one, vote one, vote one ......"

The roars and taunts of the fans rang out again.

Wen Hao faced Kobe Bryant, slowly raised his head, looked past Kobe, and stayed on the red basket not far away......

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