Chapter 7: A Crisis of Trust (Part II)

Wow grass, this forced pretence, Nima, can give him an Oscar, absolutely full marks, if he is not a coach, he can be an actor or a politician. That's it, it's leveraged.

"Hey, no, why didn't this thing mention the replacement? Why don't you replace me, there is no intention of substitution, is it possible to call a timeout just to give the players a psychological massage? Wow grass. ”

Li Ming squeezed into the front row, but the coach didn't look at him at all, and he didn't even take the tactical board.

The timeout ends and the player enters the field. Guy serves, Conley takes the ball, and Paul leads the defense.

"That's the experience, that's what a superstar does." Barkley applauded from the bottom of his heart.

When the opponent calls a timeout, suddenly switching to defensive tactics can put a lot of pressure on the opponent psychologically, and Paul clearly did it.

Conley was clinging to Paul and had no room to shoot, so he could only pass the ball to the vacated Tony Allen.

"Oh, yes, time replays, it looks like the Clippers are ready to use the way they did Bobby Simmons in the first half against the Grizzlies." Shaq said loudly.

Seeing that there was no one within a radius of five miles, and his teammates were all looking at him very deadly, Tony Allen could only throw the ball out with his hair stiff, but unfortunately, he didn't touch anything and flew out of bounds.

"Replace Lee on the field."

"We need Lee!!" The fans began to cheer, and the FedEx Center booed, and of course they also knew Tony Allen's attributes, and this boo was for the coach.

The Clippers' bench also began to sit still, and watching the good situation be turned around was a big blow to morale.

Paul is like a mountain on the court, the Clippers with Paul and the Clippers without Paul are simply two teams, which is not a compliment, it is a fact.

Not only can he organize the attack, but he is also the heart of the defense, a superstar with his own system.

"When only I had such an aura." Li Ming hugged his head tightly and curled up on the bench, he didn't dare to look at the score anymore.

{Ding.} Familiar voices sounded in the subconscious again.

{Host, you have a free skill card, please check.} }

{Open.} Li Ming shouted excitedly.

{Congratulations on getting the Step Back Shot feature, which boosts your shooting skill to 91.} }

"Wow, 91? Jordan, the basketball god, is only 90. Li Ming began to be eager to play, unable to suppress such an impulse.

But the coach still didn't mean to change him, and his heart felt like there were countless ants gnawing at him.

"Your uncle's ......," he scolded in his heart.

Suddenly, a loud boo pulled him back to reality, and he didn't know what was happening on the field, only to see Gasol fall to the ground in pain, rolling incessantly.

Listening to the commentary at the scene, it should be Jordan Jr. who brought him down when he dunked.

"Damn, this guy is so miserable today, he has been deducted by Yan several times."

Li Ming still has a little bit of caution in his heart to love his teammates, after all, it is a team, and he is too faceless to be good for his team.

Gasol's expression was distorted, and it could be seen from the slow-motion replay that he stepped on Jordan Jr.'s feet when he fell, and it seemed that he would not be able to play for a while.

Li Ming stood up and stared at the coach directly, his expression seemed to be: "Change me, change my ......"

Gasol was helped off the court, and there was warm applause in the court, everyone likes this conscientious, low-key and introverted big man, which Li Ming is clear, he usually loves to watch the NBA, and the player's character is well known.

"Lee, you're all right." Hollins grabbed his arm.

"I can." Li Ming replied resolutely. His eyes were full of affirmation.

"You have to play blocking, you have to pass the ball to the weak side, look for open opportunities." Hollins was still uneasy.

Li Ming pressed his leg and went straight to the court, and the current score is 73-57 in the middle of the game, the biggest point difference today, with 7 minutes and 40 seconds left in the third quarter.

"Suddenly, kung fu kid." A voice from the crowd followed, followed by a burst of laughter.

"Yes, yes, use your kung fu steps." Because Li Ming changed direction greatly when he went to the basket before, these foreigners were jokingly called "Kung Fu Bu".

"Boy, you're not that lucky right now." Randy Foye stepped forward and slammed him on the shoulder.

"What a stinky fart, shouldn't Paul tell me this, what kind of onion are you?" Li Ming didn't even pay attention to him, just shrugged his shoulders and ran back to his backcourt serve, yes, Conley was on the court, Conley was the first point of possession.

Conley held the ball, Lee Ming and Tony Allen covered left and right, and Randolph followed with his trademark big ass.

Obviously, this tactic is to grab the fast attack, if you can't grab it, Randolph will go in again, and if you go in at the beginning, the space for breaking through will be very narrow. This is a commonly used tactic.

Paul mentioned that the line was pressing the ball from Conley, and Conley crossed to Tony Allen on the other side, who made a simple tentative and gave the ball to Randolph, who was passing by.

Randolph took the ball and slapped Jordan Jr. twice before passing it to Conley's hands on the outside, and Li Ming was closely targeted by Randy Foye.

"I said, you won't get the ball from now on." Randy said defiantly.

"Really? I'll give you back these as they were. Li Ming glanced at Conley, turned his back to him, beautifully blocked Randy behind him, quickly inserted and ran into the interior line, separated the defenders with Randolph's huge body, bent his waist, looked at Conley, and pointed to the basket with his finger.

"This kid...... Is it okay for him to be so tall? At that moment, Conley hesitated, he was not talking about Li Ming's jump height, but Little Jordan's long arm, now the ball is very critical, and before thinking about it, Conley still hoisted the ball in.

"Come back!" At this moment, little Jordan also bypassed Randolph and squeezed into the basket, "This is my world, I can't tolerate you little guys." Little Jordan jumped almost at the same time as Li Ming.

"Who's going to touch the ball first? Is it Andre, who has a higher height advantage, or Huaxia Lee, who has a faster bullet speed?? ”

The two well-known hosts at the scene also began to ignite the atmosphere. In the midst of the crowd's cheers, "Dua."

g", only a huge thought was heard, and it turned out that Little Jordan saw that there was no hope to stop it, and directly pushed Li Ming to the ground.

"This should be very painful, such a high position loses its center of gravity and smashes down horizontally." Barkley couldn't believe his eyes.

"This should be a second-level specification, this is too bad." There was a loud questioning from the Grizzlies' bench.

The linesman and referee are now watching the replay in front of the technical table, and there is a heated discussion between the players on both sides, as long as Tony Allen and Randolph stay by Li Ming's side and ask about his injury.

Li Ming twisted his body, rolled on the spot twice, bent his knees, and raised his hand to signal that he was fine.

"Thank goodness it's fine if it doesn't hurt your back." Randolph drew another cross on his chest, and he really couldn't tell that the big black man was still a devout believer.

"Ordinary fouls, two free throws." The referee gestures.

"Isn't that a violation?" Barkley gave a look of disbelief. This is going to be changed to their era, and they are going to fight directly, which is simply rushing to hurt people, not rushing to the ball at all.

"Andre is so lucky, even if such a ball is a second-degree foul, it is not too much to be ejected."

Li Ming slowly got up, walked to the free throw line, took a deep breath, the first penalty was in, the second penalty was also in!!

"I'm going to get it in your head, like I did in the first half." He smiled at Jordan Jr. as he stepped back to his half.

"Oh, really?" Jordan Jr. is disdainful, he is the league's new generation of defensive giants, and his long arms can not scare any player.

The Clippers replaced Paul and replaced Crawford at the dead ball, and the Grizzlies saw Paul go down and also took Conley, replaced Guy, and continued to speed up the movement on the court.

Guy has the ability to handle the ball, a bit like the Magic's Tegglu, and has a new term called "playmaking forward." "It's just a player with the size of a three, and he also has a passing vision in the number one. Wheat didn't call it for nothing.

"It's just that his shortcomings are also obvious, impulsive, easy to fall into singles." Barkley said, staring at Guy in the field.

Guy made a fake pass to Griffin's defense and gave the ball to Randolph inside, who took the ball and bent down.

Li Ming took advantage of the situation to grab the three-second zone, and Randolph turned around again to separate Randy Foye, who was behind Li Ming's ass, and Li Ming once again faced Jordan Jr.'s long arms and jumped high.

"Will he be able to dunk the ball in this time?" Barkley at the commentary desk shouted.

"It's really a tendon animal, no wonder it can't play for so many years, it can only defend."

Li Mingkong looked at little Jordan contemptuously, with a wicked smile on his lips, and gave the ball to Guy who cut into the bottom corner.

Guy gently stretched his arm and gently put the ball into the basket, from passing to entering the basket, in one go, it was picturesque!!

"Wow, it turns out that he is for passing, this kid is not simple, a little brain, a little brain, over time, it is not impossible for a Chinese Steve." Barkley shook his head.

He couldn't believe that such a pass came from an unknown Chinese player.

“Well do

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o!! Guy and Lee had a chest-bump to celebrate, and Jordan Jr. gritted his teeth and stood under the basket until Crawford called him to serve, and he didn't react.