It is almost certain that the Chinese team will be Wang Meng who will execute the last shot, so Spain's tactical arrangement is very simple, there is only one, assistant defense, assistance defense at all costs, even if it is a three-person package, Wang Meng cannot be allowed to complete the shot.

After a pause to receive the serve, under Spain's defense like a cowhide plaster, the Chinese team even had great difficulty serving, and in the end, Wang Meng used the reverse run and the blocking of his teammates to receive the sideline serve.

The moment he received the basketball, the timer moved, and the time of six seconds passed in a flash.

As soon as Wang Meng received the basketball, he immediately raised his head and prepared to shoot, but when he raised his head, he was stunned to find that three of the Spanish defenders were in front of him in an instant, and completely blocked the space in front of him in a fan.

The three of them were sandwiched, and Wang Meng couldn't even find the passing gap for a while, let alone shoot by himself.

"Oops! Spain's defensive purpose is very clear, that is, to wrap Wang Meng desperately, in this case, it is impossible for Wang Meng to shoot by himself, so he can only choose to pass! Zhang Weiping said anxiously: "But in this kind of bag situation, Wang Meng is even difficult to wear the ball out!" Wang Meng suddenly squeezed out a gap from the three-person bag, and he passed! He's got the basketball out! ”

"Instant explosion!" Time was pressing, and Wang Meng couldn't afford to hesitate a little, he immediately turned on the instant explosion, used his last bit of strength to base a small gap in the three-person bag, and then casually threw the ball at his teammates, because it was too fast, Wang Meng didn't even see who that person was.

After the basketball flew in the air for a certain distance, it fell into the hands of the man, and when Wang Meng looked over, he found that it was Yi Jianlian who received his basketball, and he was still standing on the three-point line.

"Not good! Hurry up and make up for it! "The Spanish head coach is going crazy, he really can't figure out why Wang Meng can pass the basketball out in the case of three people, at this moment Yi Jianlian is holding the ball at the three-point line, and an empty position has been formed, as long as he throws this ball, Spain will be killed.

The moment Yi Jianlian received the basketball, all around seemed to slow down, Yi Jianlian could clearly feel the expressions of many people around him, and used all his strength to pass the ball out and cause him to fall to the ground, but he still raised his head and looked at his Wang Meng, who used all his strength to card the owner of Ibaka, and did not let him come out to interfere with him for the first time, as well as Yao Ming, who went off the field due to tactical reasons, their eyes were full of hope, on the other hand, Spain, whether it was the head coach or the players, their eyes exuded fear.

What are they afraid of? Fear of me? Yi Jianlian has not enjoyed this kind of gaze, but this gaze is too far away from him, and he has never felt such a gaze since he announced his participation in the NBA draft in 07.

With the year after year in the NBA, his own performance is not as good as a year, and this year, he has even fewer opportunities to play in the Mavericks, Yi Jianlian is sure that next season, the Mavericks will definitely not renew his contract, and his biggest possibility is that there is no one to want in the NBA, and finally return to play in the CBA.

Is Yi Jianlian willing? No! He is absolutely unwilling, Wang Meng and Jeremy Lin have succeeded in the NBA, and the more they play, the better they play, but he is not as good in the NBA as year after year, how can Yi Jianlian be willing? When the draft was made in 07, Yi Jianlian was the seventh rookie, and later Wang Meng couldn't even enter the CBA, and Jeremy Lin was also a loser in the draft.

"I'm no worse than them!" Yi Jianlian's eyes glowed with a hint of brilliance, his hands holding the basketball instantly stabilized, he took a deep breath, stood steadily outside the three-point line, raised his hand, and shot.

The basketball streaks through the air in a beautiful parabola and then hollows into the net under the gaze of everyone.

"Come in!!" Yu Jia yelled excitedly, and the whole of China was boiling.

At the critical moment, Wang Meng passed the ball to Yi Jianlian, and Yi Jianlian withstood the pressure at this moment and threw a three-pointer to kill Spain! At this moment, the players on the sidelines couldn't hold back their excitement, rushed into the field, and lifted Yi Jianlian high together, cheering loudly.

"Thrown?" Yi Jianlian's mind was still in chaos, he asked in confusion, and after getting a definite answer, he suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, "It's in, it's good to get in." Although he defeated Spain in the semifinals, Yi Jianlian did not feel a little excited in his heart, at this moment, in his heart, this is just a very simple and ordinary thing.

Wang Meng got up from the ground, looked at the cheering Chinese team players, and smiled, although a ball was not completed by Wang Meng, so that these players temporarily forgot Wang Meng's contribution and pounced on Yi Jianlian to celebrate, but Wang Meng didn't care.

"Well done!" At this time, a heavy hand slapped on Wang Meng's shoulder, and Wang Meng looked back, but it was Yao Ming.

"It's okay." Wang Meng shrugged and asked.

Yao Ming shook his head with a smile and said, "I'm past that age of excitement. ”

Wang Meng sweated, good guy, Wang Zhizhi is also in that group of people, although Yao Ming is old, there is still a little gap compared to Wang Zhizhi.

"It's you, you're young, don't always pretend to be so calm, okay." Yao Ming looked at Wang Meng and said.

"It's not poise." Wang Meng smiled lightly and said: "I'm not excited, because I have expected this result, the Chinese team will definitely win." ”

"Really?" Yao Ming was noncommittal, he looked up at the basketball court, and sighed: "In the semifinals, the Chinese team actually won in the semifinals, which is a situation that I have never imagined in my life, this is simply a miracle." ”

"Then you will have more unimaginable situations." Wang Meng said: "Because next, we still have a game, and winning that one is a real miracle." ”

"It's 1:46 a.m. Yanjing time, and the men's basketball semifinals of the men's basketball game broadcast live by Imperial Court Channel 5 will be played by the Chinese team against Spain. After 40 minutes of hard play, the Chinese team finally relied on Yi Jianlian's last-minute stunner to defeat Spain and enter the men's basketball finals for the first time in history. Yu Jia said in an excited tone, but at this time, the fans watching TV no longer cared about his tone. Director Zhang, please give us a brief evaluation of this game. ”

"It was a good game." Zhang Weiping sat aside, and suddenly couldn't help crying in the middle of speaking. "The Chinese team has entered the finals. I thought I would never see this in my life, and I didn't think it would really happen."

The audience in front of the TV was silent, no matter how much the audience hated Zhang Weiping, hated that he always touted Yao Ming, as if Yao Ming was omnipotent in heaven and earth, but at this time, no matter who it was, it could be seen that this old man loved basketball.

Zhang Weiping is a Chinese men's basketball player, after retiring as a coach, from 97 began to engage in basketball commentary projects, has been 15 years, 15 years, he has seen how many Chinese men's basketball teams in international competitions regrettably lost. At this time, no one feels more deeply than him, newcomer Yu Jia can't, even people who have watched the game for more than 20 years can't.

The person in charge of the TV station was very smart not to pinch off the part where Zhang Weiping was crying out of his voice, and put it on TV, and for a while, the ratings of Chinese TV rose sharply again, and Zhang Weiping became popular again. "An old man's basketball dream." It became the headline of the sports weekly newspaper of the day.

Of course, Zhang Weiping was not the only one who cried because the Chinese men's basketball team reached the finals, and after cheering, veterans like Wang Zhizhi also left tears. Jordan was in tears of emotion when he won the first championship of his career, and for this group of players in the Chinese team, winning a medal at the Olympics is no less important than winning three consecutive championships in the NBA.

"Guys!" Seeing these players crying silently, Wang clapped his hands and attracted everyone's attention, "Now is not the time to cry, I think it will be more appropriate to cry after we win the gold medal tomorrow." ”

Everyone laughed when Wang Meng said a word, that's right, it's not over yet, tomorrow I have to compete with the American team for the championship, although the difference in strength between the two sides is huge, but the Chinese team, which defeated Spain at the moment, feels that I am invincible.

In this game, the Chinese team scored 5 double-double players, including Wang Meng got 26 points and 10 assists, Yao Ming 19 points and 12 rebounds, and Yi Jianlian, who contributed a three-point shot, got 16 points and 8 rebounds. Spain, on the other hand, have a higher average player in double figures, with seven in double figures, but none of them have scored more than 20, with Pau Gasol scoring 17 points.

After the game ended and the players left, Pau Gasol found Wang Meng.

"I have to say that it's a pain to be an enemy with you." Gasol shook his head and said with a wry smile.

Wang Meng smiled slightly and patted Gasol on the shoulder, "That's a must." For this, Wang Meng did not mean to be modest.

"I originally thought that this Olympics would still be the championship between us and the United States team, but I didn't expect that the Chinese team just had one more you than the Yanjing Olympics, and the overall strength of the whole team has been turned upside down, this time we lost, but next time it shouldn't be, and I estimate that I can only play you once in the Olympics." Gasol is 31 years old, and even if the 35-year-old Gasol can continue to represent Spain in the Olympics four years later, it is estimated that he will only be able to play as a veteran substitute.

"But you'll have a lot of time to be teammates with me." Wang Meng smiled, and he said seriously: "In the Olympics, you led Spain to lose to my Chinese team, but I think in the NBA we formed the Hornets together, we will always win!" ”

"yes, we're going to keep winning!" Gasol nodded, agreeing with Wang Meng's words.

"Okay, let's talk about it later, it's almost 2 o'clock, go back and rest early, there is still a game to play the day after tomorrow." Wang Meng said.

The day after tomorrow, the Chinese team will play the finals with the United States, while Spain will also chase the bronze medal with Argentina.

It's going to be another battle of dragons and tigers.

(To be continued)