Chapter 3o3 Child, I'm Proud of You!

25 points!

I don't have to open my eyes, the shouting of the DJ on the spot has already made me know how tough my opponent is.

Michael. Jordan patted me on the shoulder, looked at me with firm eyes and said, "Kwamei, you have never let me down, and I have always been proud of you!" This time, I'm still proud of you! Go ahead! that guy! ”

Michael. Jordan's voice was relatively flat at first, and by the time he finally said "that guy", his voice was already full of murderous energy, although he couldn't kill the enemy himself, but I would stand on the court with his murderous energy.

There was boos in the arena. Countless fans are cheering!

I stood on the left baseline and took the first free throw, closed my eyes, and tried to calm my mind and let my body remember that rhythm.

The referee was urging, I opened my eyes, took a serious look at the basket, imprinted the position of the basket in my heart, and then signaled to the referee that it was okay!

The whistle sounded!

My first shot was also shot!

I quickly picked up the second basketball, and when I looked up, the first basketball had already passed through the basket, and the net was making waves.

Without any adjustments, based on the position that my body remembers, that shot point, that power, I threw the second basketball.

The third basketball.

Fourth basketball.

According to the rhythm of the training, I looked up at the basket again before throwing the ball, adjusted my posture a little, my own movement, and threw the fifth ball.

"It's coming! Watch your own pace! "Michael. Jordan's voice pierced through the boos and rushed straight into his ears.

He's reminding me that in the first spot, I'm a little bit faster, and I need to slow myself down a little bit in the second spot.

Picking up the first orange ball of the second spot, I took a deep breath, looked at the basket again, tried to calm my mind, and raised my hand to shoot the basketball.

Basketball through the basket!

I picked up the second ball and let the rhythm in my body's memory play with the best of my power, and I shot and shot again.

After the color ball at the second shooting point was shot, I was happy in my heart, and the first two shooting points actually hit all five shots!

It seemed that because of the fact that my mind was no longer at peace, my first shot at the third shooting point at the top of the arc was deflected.

"Steady! There's still time! Steady! "Michael. Jordan shouted, I don't know how he got the microphone, but his loud voice must have come from the megaphone!

Maybe to outsiders, my shooting is really slow, and they don't understand Michael at all. Jordan meant "there's still time" in his mouth, but I knew it.

I picked up the second ball, took another look at the basket, adjusted it a little, and threw it again!

Basketball is in!

The body's memory function allowed me to hit the next two basketballs again in a row, when I picked up the ball. Michael. Jordan's voice rang in his ears again: "Slow! Speed up! ”

Colored ball shot! But it hit the basket and bounced out!

I made a 3-pointer in the third shooting spot.

I raced to the fourth spot, picked up the basketball and looked at the basket again, lifted the basketball and threw it, and the basketball smashed into the inside of the basket, and the basketball started spinning on the inside of the basket.

I didn't pause, Pete. Johnson told me in his pre-game tactical analysis that when this happens, shoot at a fixed pace, don't care if the basketball goes in or not, and make adjustments when you shoot a basketball.

The second basketball still smashed into the basket, and then he flew out, but it smashed the first basketball that was spinning around the basket into the blue frame.

Picking up the third basketball, I adjusted a little bit and shot it again, this time with a flawless shot and a hollow shot that allowed me to find my rhythm.

The fourth basketball went in again.

Picking up the ball, I took a breath, took another look at the basket, threw the basketball, and then ran to the bottom right corner.

There was silence in the arena, and the boos and insults just now had completely disappeared, and only Michael was echoing in the arena. Jordan's voice.

"It's coming!"

"Slow!"

"Steady!"

When I threw the fifth colored ball from the fifth shooting spot, the timer went off and it was time!

I stretched out my hands into the air and shouted.

There were bursts of cheers in the arena!

Michael. Jordan ran onto the pitch, hugged me, and shouted, "Well done!" ”

This is the best compliment.

"I can't believe it, but that's what it is. After Miller threw a 25-point shot, Kwame. Brown withstood the pressure, and he actually threw a high score of 26 points! Kwame. Brown set a new record for the highest score in a three-point shooter. ”

"In 1986, it has been 17 years since Hogens set a record of 25 points, and in those 17 years, three people have scored 24 points, two have scored 25 points, but no one has ever scored 26 points. Brown scored 26 points and gave us a good shot for Kwame. Brown cheers! Let's cheer for the birth of this great shooter! ”

The wind in the arena has changed, and someone is already cheering for me!

I turned my head to look at Reggie, who was sitting on the bench on the other side. Miller, he was looking at me with a stern look on his face, his eyes sharp and cold.

I don't know what he's thinking, but I know he's still going to make enough obstacles for me in the final!

"Well done! I'm so proud of you! "Pete. Johnson touched the top of my bare head and kept saying things like, "Great! Great! Something like that. He's my shooting coach, and he basically taught me my shooting skills. He was very proud of my success.

"Don't get complacent! And the finals! Hurry up and relax, stop thinking about the record-breaking thing just now, we are now thinking about the final! Close your eyes, take a deep breath, adjust and relax! Inhale, exhale, inhale again, exhale again! "Michael. Jordan was the first to come out of the joy of success, and I quickly relaxed and prepared for the final final.

"Grievances and hatreds, this is the main theme of every blockbuster, today Reggie. Miller and Kwame. Brown is here to settle grievances, which fits the plot of any blockbuster movie, and there are so many fans on the scene, who also come to see the life-and-death duel between the two protagonists, and the others are supporting characters. And Peja. Stojakovic and others don't seem to want to be the protagonists, and they all showed a decent attitude in the first round. ”

"Peja. Stojakovic said that he wanted to defend his title, but judging from the first round of the match, it was really difficult for him to defend his title. Miller and Kwame. Brown's table xiàn is too different. One of them tied the record and one broke the record if Peja. Stojakovic was still the same as the first-round table in the final, and he could only pray for Reggie to defend his title. Miller and Kwame. Brown's miss. But this pair of Reggie, who has already killed the red-eyed. Miller and Kwame. Brown couldn't have ......."

With a slight break, the tournament will go to the second round. Stojakovic is already preparing.

I closed my eyes and followed Gary. Fawkes's voice kept inhaling, exhaling, inhaling, exhaling, slowly adjusting his breathing, and letting his mind calm down as much as he could.

The voice was a little noisy, not cheers, not shouts, but one lament after another, and I knew in my heart that Peja. Stojakovic is finished, and he may no longer have the possibility of defending his title.

"Reggie. Miller came on the court, he shot a record-breaking 25 points in the first round, and he made it to the finals in second place. Miller's table in the final......"

The cheers were one after another, and the DJ on the scene was constantly bursting out of Reggie. The number of points Miller throws at each shooting point.

5 points

6 points

6 points

5 points

4 points

26 points!

Reggie. Miller also threw a 26 points, the DJ on the scene went crazy directly, he was shouting frantically with his throat, the fans on the scene were shouting one by one, and the whole arena was completely boiling!

I don't know Reggie. How did Miller shoot the basketball, and when I opened my eyes, he had already finished throwing the basketball, and when I looked up at him, he was waving his arms to the fans around him, celebrating that he had touched the championship trophy with one hand!

I stood up and talked to Pete. Johnson, Gary. Fox, Steve. Kate hugged one by one and finally with Michael. Jordan hugged it!

"Believe in yourself! Remember that rhythm! You are invincible! "Michael. Jordan whispered in my ear.

"Get your money bags ready and get our bets back!" I looked at Michael. Jordan said to him softly, and after saying that, I turned my head and walked onto the court!

26 points! It's a terrible number, and even though I scored 26 points in the first round, no one would dare to say that I could do that in the final.

Standing at the first free throw, I took a deep breath, closed my eyes, and chased away all the distractions in my mind, leaving only the basketball and the basket in my mind.

The whistle sounded, and I quickly picked up the basketball and threw the first basketball, and the basketball got into the basket without any hesitation.

Second Ball,

The third ball,

Fourth Ball,

Slightly adjust the colored ball.

I showed my rhythm perfectly!

Yes! Rhythm! I'll never be Reggie in terms of shooting. Miller's opponents! I was able to beat Reggie. Miller's only is the rhythm I've been training for days.

"Beautiful!"

"That's all!"

"Keep it up!"

"Keep it up like this!"

Michael. Jordan's voice sounded around me from time to time, I don't know which basketball I threw in, which basketball I didn't throw, I just put all my attention on the basketball on my side, and the basket in front of me, with the rhythm in my memory, one by one.

Finally I threw the last ball!

Applause!

I looked around, and now everyone was standing up, everyone was applauding!

3o points!

I scored 3o points and I didn't even miss a single basketball!

Michael. Jordan pounced, hugged me, and whispered in my ear, "Kid! I'm so proud of you! ”

Child! I'm so proud of you!

Suddenly there was a moist feeling in my eyes!

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