"Bang!" When Parsons ended the offense with a dunk, there was a brief one-second silence in the court. Then, the Toyota Center instantly erupted in violent cheers and applause. The beautiful cheerleaders, who had been silent for a few minutes, twisted their waists again, shaking their wild long hair. The Rockets Bear kept waving their hands on the sidelines, cheering the fans. Although the Rockets are still three points behind, the offense just now is too exciting.

"Pass! It turned out to be a pass! The commentator at the scene exclaimed in surprise, "I really didn't expect this ball to be such an imaginative and creative pass." ”

Another commentator looked at the slow-motion replay on the large shield and exclaimed, "That's true." Just now, I believe that everyone, like me, thought that the Chinese had made a low-level mistake. I didn't expect that this seemingly mistake would be transformed into such a beautiful assist. ”

Rockets head coach McHale was also surprised, looking at Wen Hao's eyes with an unexpected meaning, he obviously did not expect that this Chinese could pass such a good ball.

The head coach of the Hornets was completely stunned at this time, he looked at Wen Hao on the field in disbelief, looked at Wen Hao on the big screen, and felt like he had been tricked. Just a few seconds ago, I proudly thought that this kid was an undercover agent sent to the rocket by the wasps, but I didn't expect that a few seconds later, I realized that this kid was Infernal Affairs.

The intern with black-rimmed eyes also jumped up at this time, clapped his palms vigorously, and shouted, "Wen Hao, well done, great." With Wen Hao's wonderful performance, he has confidence in Wen Hao's performance tonight, and he also has confidence that he can get ahead with his report on Wen Hao.

On the meager ** net, the fans' messages also increased: "I can't see it, Mr. Wen will also pass such a ball." ”

"I haven't seen you for a few years, but Mr. Wen is good at passing the ball."

Ma Jian was also very pleased to see Wen Hao's performance: "Ke Fan, did you think that he would pass the ball like this just now?" ”

"Frankly, I was blind, I thought it would be a mistake." Ke Fan pushed his eyes and said, "But I didn't expect Wen Hao to pass such a wonderful ball, it's really eye-opening." ”

Ma Jian said with a smile: "I hope Wen Hao will maintain this state, I am looking forward to his performance tonight." ”

However, there are many fans who don't think so.

"Mr. Wen, this ball can't be a coincidence, right?"

"It's definitely a coincidence, I haven't seen him have such passing skills in China before, I think he is a blind cat who has met a dead mouse."

"He can't have such a performance again, just a pass, it can't explain anything at all, he still continues to teach his books, don't lose the face of the Chinese."

……

After Wen Hao passed the ball, he was secretly happy in his heart, he had confirmed that the "point guard's heart" can indeed help him improve his passing skills, and it was the point guard's heart that controlled his body to pass such a good ball just now. Although he is unwilling to have external forces to control his body, no matter what, let's rely on this to gain a firm foothold first.

Walking by Hall's side, Wen Hao didn't squint, as if he didn't see Hall. The anger in Hall's heart was ignited, and he shouted behind Wen Hao: "Chinese, you can also happen this time, next time I must let you know that you are an unpopular character, you are only worthy of Howard Harden shoes." ”

When Wen Hao heard this, his footsteps paused, and his fists were secretly clenched. But he didn't turn back to trash-talk with Hall. He just sneered in his heart, Hall, you are the second Blake.

With this in mind, Wen Hao stared at Hall closely after returning to the Rockets' half. Although he can't defend when Hall is holding the ball, as long as he doesn't let Hall catch the ball, Hall can't score no matter how good he is.

Hall came to his accustomed position and wanted to get the ball, but Wen Hao grabbed the front defense, and there was no room to receive the ball at all. He glared at Wen Hao and scolded: "**! He ran to the left, trying to get out of space. But Wen Hao didn't give him this chance at all and tried his best to catch up with him. Hall walked through the crowd to the right side, Wen Hao tried to follow to the right, Hall came to the left, and he followed to the left. For a while, his teammates wanted to pass the ball to Hall, but there was no chance. In desperation, they had to pass to the inside, but the inside line was covered by No. 11, and the racket flew out with another slap, which was picked up by Beverley, the Rockets' backup point guard, and quickly advanced to the frontcourt.

Wen Hao had already noticed that he was the first to run towards the front, although his speed was not fast, but he tried his best. His chances of playing were not easy to come by, and he couldn't afford to waste even a fraction of a second. As long as he plays, he has to fight hard. By the time he crossed the three-point line first, Beverley's pass had arrived.

But helplessly, Wen Hao's speed is really not fast, Hall has already caught up, and he has overtaken him on the three-point line, and then flashed and blocked in front of him: "Chinese Yankee, if you dare to go to the basket, I will let you lie on the ground." ”

Sure enough, when Hall stood in front of Wen Hao, Wen Hao didn't dare to move forward, and his speed slowed down.

"Cut, Yankee ......"

However, before Hall's words were finished, Wen Hao suddenly jumped up one step inside the free throw line.

"Pull-up jumper?" Hall made a judgment and immediately jumped high. There was a sly smile on the corner of his mouth, and he had already eaten the ball, "Chinese Yankee, you are nearly 5 centimeters lower than me, jump in front of me, look for death!" ”

"It's not good, it's going to be covered." No. 11, who chased after him, screamed in his heart.

"Rocket 5 is in too much of a hurry." The on-site commentary said quickly.

"I knew it was going to happen." **On the meager side, some fans quickly typed a line of words.

However, at this moment, Wen Hao's body that jumped into the air suddenly turned one hundred and eighty degrees, with his back to Hall, and opposite him, No. 11 had already followed.

"Passing?" Hall was startled, but soon he was reassured. First of all, the ball was not directly passed over his head to score, and secondly, next to No. 11, there was a Hornets player who followed. With the speed of No. 11 and the height of two meters and twenty-six, he did not dare to dribble and advance in such a situation. This ball, defended.

Just as these thoughts passed through Hall's mind, suddenly, behind him-

"Bang!"

An explosion sounded with an impact on it.

Hall's heart was instantly struck. "What's going on?" He turned his head abruptly and saw Parsons hanging from the basket smiling at him.

"What's going on? What's going on here? Hall was extremely angry, but puzzled, he withdrew his gaze and looked at Wen Hao. Obviously, this is the ball passed by the Chinese, but I didn't see it at all, how the ball was passed, just like magic, one moment it was still in Wen Hao's hands, and the next moment it was already in the basket.

Thinking of this, he looked up at the big screen. In the picture, Wen Hao turned his back to him in the air, as if he was about to pass the ball to the follow-up No. 11, at this time, Parsons rushed into the three-point line from the right side and came to his back. And Wen Hao was at this time when he hadn't landed yet, his left hand slapped his backhand very covertly, and the basketball hit the ground at Hall's feet, and it came to Parsons behind him.

Seeing this, Hall was stunned, completely stunned. He was actually played by this Chinese like this.

……

After a moment, his brows trembled, and his fists clenched tightly: "Chinese, I will definitely not stop here, you wait." ”

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