Iverson pushed his back against Aaron, Aaron felt like crying at this moment, Iverson's back push was completely gone, AI, this is exhaustion!

O'Brien stood on the bench with his arms crossed, his brown eyes staring at Iverson speechless. From a fan perspective, Iverson today is the perfect hero, albeit a tragic one. But as the head coach of the 76ers, he really wanted to strangle Iverson, and the 76ers didn't have any hope of winning today, but Iverson ruined it all with his solo fight.

Allen pushed his body outward, Iverson stumbled as if he was about to lose the ball, and he hurriedly leaned over to steal. At this moment, Iverson's eyes flashed with a sly light, and he quickly turned around and passed Allen to face the hoop. Gerrard, who had just come on the field, rushed over to make up for the defense, and Iverson saw that he didn't have time to adjust his pace, and staggered to jump up and throw the ball.

Warben pushed away Ballam Porter and was about to jump up to block as soon as he was short, but when he saw the fans standing up in the court, seeing Iverson's sweaty forehead, and seeing the hopeful eyes of the 76ers players, he tiptoed and fell again.

The orange-red basketball slid over a high parabola and landed on the hoop, then bounced inside the hoop. Iverson sighed invisibly, only to bounce the ball again as it fell, and finally, it fell into the hoop.

"Wow!" A deafening cheer rang out, and the fans jumped, clapping and roaring to celebrate the moment.

On his 18th shot in the fourth quarter, Iverson hit the 8th shot of the fourth quarter and the 28th of the game to score his 70th point of the game. It was a historic moment when Iverson set a new record for scoring.

Previously, Iverson's scoring record was 58 points against the Rockets on January 15, 2002. And, historically, in February of this year, Iverson would score 60 points in a game against the Magic, a career-high scoring record.

However, all of this has been overturned today, and on January 20, 2005, A.D., Aaron. Iverson scored 70 points in the game, a record score.

But he wasn't the hero of today's game, his opponent, Charlotte Bobcats' star Ben. Wallace made 62 shots, hit 34 of them, and scored 88 points, playing his best game of the season, setting the NBA's scoring record for the last four decades, becoming only the second player in NBA history to score 80+ points in a single game. Chamberlain, who scored a full 100 points against the New York Knicks on March 2, 1962! Moreover, there were no three-pointers in those days!

With 12 seconds left in the game, the Bobcats led by as many as 21 points at 138:117, and the game was over with so many leads.

Gerrard served to Martin, who came off the bench, and after the latter advanced to the full-court, he glanced at Huaben, passed the ball, and said with a smile: "Boss, 90+!" ”

Hua Ben smiled and wanted to catch the ball, a black shadow suddenly appeared, slapped on the ball, and rushed to the front court.

The Bobcats players turned their heads in amazement and saw a huge No. 3 fluttering in the wind on their white jerseys.

By now, Iverson no longer has the speed of a lightning speed, and all he can do is run forward as best he can.

Martin scolded in a low voice and chased forward, Huaben shook his head, and laughed: "Forget it, let Aaron go, this is not the last game of my career, if I want to break the record, I have a chance!" ”

Amid the frantic roars of the fans, Iverson rushed into the restricted area, jumped up and hit the ball accurately on the rebound with one hand, and rebounded into the hoop.

DJ roared and jumped to his feet, yelling, "72 points!" 72 points in a single game! Alan. Iverson! King of Philadelphia! ”

Iverson was a little unsteady on his feet after landing, and he ran wildly for 48 minutes, which was even more difficult than running a marathon! After he landed, he looked back at Hua Ben, with a stubborn smile on his face, and said, "Man, the game is not over yet, do you think we have raised our hands to surrender?" ”

With four seconds left in the game, Martin served to Waben, who burst into the front court with a quick dribble and threw a big three-pointer in the half.

'Bang! The crisp iron sounded, the buzz sounded to mean the end of the game, and the rebounds turned red.

When the beep sounded, Iverson staggered and nearly fell to the ground. Huaben leaned close to him, helped him, hugged Iverson, and whispered, "Hey Aaron, get your ticket to Charlotte ready." ”

Iverson smiled: "No need to remind, at the end of this contract, I will choose to sign Charlotte, I am true to my word." ”

Wabbon shrugged and handed Iverson to Robinson, who was already a bit out of strength, and I really don't know how he could still make a last-minute steal and a fast-break layup.

A caddy handed Huaben his training uniform and shouted, "Cool death, Ben, you've made history!" You made history! ”

Hua Ben smiled: "Brother, I haven't scored 100 points yet!" ”

The reporters who had been waiting for a long time frantically surrounded him, surrounded Hua Ben in the middle, raised the microphone or voice recorder in his hand, and asked questions frantically. Some of the cameramen were on the periphery with long guns and short cannons, and the flashing lights kept on, as if they were about to flash Huaben's black skin to white.

Hua Ben raised his hand in a friendly manner and said loudly: "All questions, I will answer them at the press conference." I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I need to go back to the locker room for a break! Thank you for your cooperation! Du Dongqiang and East answered from the periphery and squeezed in to escort Huaben towards the players' tunnel.

The reporters seemed to have been beaten with chicken blood, chasing after each other, without giving up, and one question after another was thrown, regardless of whether they would get a response or not:

"Ben, is there something special about today? What do you get so many points to commemorate? ”

"What would you like to say to your opponent?"

"When did you suddenly come up with so many attacks?"

"What does it feel like to have unlimited fire? Next game you're going to break Werther. Did Chamberlain have a record of 42 years in the dust? ”

Wabbon smiled and shook his head, not answering any questions.

As soon as he returned to the locker room, Iguodala, who was wearing shorts **, came up, rolled a stick with a towel in his hand, stuffed it in front of Warben and asked with a smile: "Hello, Mr. Wallace, I'm Erin from ESPN. Andrews, how do you want me to reward you with 88 points today? ”

Hua Ben rolled his eyes helplessly, grabbed Iguodala's shoulder, made a hip movement and said, "How about you bring me a [***]?" ”

The Bobcats players laughed, only to laugh and immediately shut their mouths together.

Jordan happened to push open the door, and he was followed by a convex and peach-like OL beauty, it was Irene. Andrews!

"Damn it!" Iguodala complained and grabbed his shirt and put it on his body, Allen was even worse, he was tossed by Iverson in this game, and he took off his shirt and pants as soon as he returned to the locker room, and he was looking for a bath towel to wrap around his body.

Jordan coughed and introduced, "You all know this beautiful young lady, Ben, Erin will accompany you to the press conference today, and at the same time, I will hold a press conference for you alone after the game." Honestly, you fucking did a fantastic job today! I haven't done it before, 88 points! ”

At the end, Jordan's eyebrows fluttered, and he was emotionally charged for a while.

Hearing this, Hua Ben's face suddenly collapsed, and he exclaimed, "Hey, Michael, you can't do this!" How about a private press conference in a few days? Damn, now I'm so tired that I just want to find a bed for a good night's sleep! I'm exhausted today! ”

"And you still want me to give you [***]?" Andrews smiled gracefully, his face relaxed, as if he was just discussing with Huaben what we would have for supper tonight.

"You heard me wrong, actually, I asked the zebras to come." Warben paused, a dangerous smile on his face, "I like men, in fact, as you might guess, I'm in the same name!" ”

Iguodala screamed, and Wabben's big hand grabbed him in the ass. Wang Zhizhi asked in surprise, "Really?" Grass, I never know! So saying, he put his clothes on himself. Patin glanced at him helplessly, and said, "Just kidding, Wang, you are the only person here who has no humor cells, if you really like men, why do I still live in his villa?" ”

Except for Patin and Oku, everyone was scrambling to get dressed, and Martin and Gerrard were even wrapping their heads. Anderson glared at Padding in surprise and said, "You already live with the boss?!" Oh God, it's okay, I don't discriminate against same-surname love, actually, hehe"

"You're also in love?" Hua Ben asked in amazement.

Anderson made a shy look, pushed West next to him, and said coquettishly: "You are so bad, why are you talking so bluntly?" ”

"Uh-gnea," West and the others vomited, and everyone laughed. Jordan also smiled with satisfaction, the Bobcats' locker room is what he is most proud of, this is a real team, Anderson has only been here for half a month, and he has integrated into it.

Iverson, who was wearing a wide T-shirt, was already sitting in the 76ers press conference when Huaben walked into the press conference, and when he saw Huaben, he waved and smiled.

As soon as he saw Hua Ben, the reporter immediately went crazy, all the cameras were aimed at him, if it wasn't for the security guards protecting Hua Ben, these people would rush up to surround him, and ask questions wantonly like they had on the court before.

"Mr. Wallace, I'm a reporter for Sports Weekly, how does it feel to score the second-highest single-game score in NBA history?" A mild-mannered male reporter stood up and asked.

Erin took out a voice recorder, placed it in front of Hua Ben, and began to record his speech at the press conference.

Waben shrugged and said, "I know you want to hear what I have to say, it's actually pretty good, it's kind of like a dream, but it did happen." But to be honest, now I'm just tired, yes, so tired, I don't think I would have played like this today if it wasn't for being in a great city. ”

This won the applause of the audience, especially the reporters in Philadelphia, who immediately gave up trying to trick him.

"Ben, was today's game the most satisfying for you? What are your hopes for the future? I'm a reporter for Slam Dunk. ”

Hua Ben said with a serious expression and a very forced tone: "No, ma'am, my most satisfying game is always the next one!" Actually, today is not a game, it's a show, or rather, a contest between two friends, like on the street court, I like the game, it's 13 people working together, you know, I'm a team player. ”

Team player, Wahben deliberately gritted his teeth at these two words, which was one of the several points that Erin requested.

(To be continued)