Chapter Eighty-Seven, The Sun Has Set, Good Night. (5K)

When it comes to the ability to control the rhythm, Wade is still a little worse, and Nash is a little tempted, and this kid can't help but rush along.

Wade: As long as I'm fast enough, Fat Fat's murderous eyes can't catch up with me.

Therefore, young people have to exercise, just like learning to drive and practice gearing, they have to come slowly, and they have to shake the car and turn off when they start to hang five gears.

After Mo Wen came on the field, O'Neill finally breathed a sigh of relief.

In front of the little brother, he definitely couldn't say no, but he couldn't stand it after a few rounds of hard rushing just now.

"Dwyan, you can't just look at yourself when you play, you have to think about it with your teammates, we are a unit, and Mai Jiu learned to think about his teammates to succeed."

Mo Wen stood next to him and taught Wade like a veteran.

Wade nodded a little unwillingly, he knew that he was indeed a little superior, and when he saw that others played fast break and scored easily, then you couldn't help but keep up.

Then he was separated by the trader with leeks.

However, Wade's heart softened, but his mouth was still hard.

"Did you play with Mai Buckle?"

Mo Wen didn't say anything more, just smiled and shook his head. To say that he has really played with Joe's gang leader, and he has played many times.

Just two days ago, he selected a nightmare dungeon, in which [89 East Finals] cooperated with Joe's gang leader for 6 games as Pippen.

3 wins and 1 loss, and 2 games were directly invalidated after fighting with Mahon and Ranbill.

It can be said that among the active players, he should be the one who knows the strength of the peak Joe Gang Leader the most.

The path to the throne is simple, and you don't even need to be a winner to do it, but if you want to ascend to the altar, only the winner of the winner can step on that long staircase that leads to the sky.

After Mo Wen came on the court, Nash watched helplessly as the game returned to the rhythm of the first half.

For a team like the Suns, the Heat is unheard of, and it is enough for Ao Fat and Wade to play "carrot squat" singles.

Marion is a good defender and not weak, but the Suns coaching staff is not very good at using it right now.

D'Antoni and Larry Brown are two extremes, one is to defend but not attack, and the other is to attack but not to defend.

The Suns' defensive tactics are said to be quick rotation at best, but at worst, they are man-to-man and rotten defenses, because there are too many defensive holes, so they simply do not protect defensive weaknesses.

After three quarters, the scores of the two teams were tied at 89:89.

In the fourth quarter, the Suns continued to fight the main force, and Dafan made a small rotation under the persuasion of the assistant coaching team and Mo Wen.

Replace Rasul and Haslem with Damon Jones and Dazhi.

Suns players have become accustomed to averaging 40 minutes per game, but the Heat usually rotate a lot.

"Quietly, Xiao Mo has 35 points today, breaking his career scoring record, if nothing else, there is a high probability that he will break the record of 41 points set by Da Yao in the fourth quarter for the highest score of a Chinese player last season." Zhang Weiping's eyes were full of expectations.

"Friends in front of the TV can call the fans who didn't watch the game to get up and watch it together to witness this moment, Mo Wen took a break in the third quarter for a while, physical fitness should not be a problem, as long as the two teams can maintain the current offensive and defensive intensity, it is not difficult for Mo Wen to score 40 points." Sun Zhengping also said.

The commentator's words reminded the fans in China that today is Saturday, maybe they are really lazy and can't get up, so they have called friends and friends.

40 points, isn't this crazy game better than football?

Back in the fourth quarter, Nash was relieved to see his defender become Damon Jones.

Immediately rewarded himself with a one-on-one breakaway, shaking off Damon Jones' mediocre defense, Nash attracted Wade's defense and distributed the ball to Quentin on the perimeter, hitting a three-point shot.

After Mo Wen dribbled the ball past half court, he distributed the ball to Wade, and he followed Dazhi's cover and pulled it out.

Embarrassment couldn't catch up, so Mo Wen was empty outside the three-point line, Wade wanted to play handsome, and came with a back-of-head pass, but he didn't think about the direction, Mo Wen could only run out and take another step to catch the ball.

Looking at the embarrassed Sen who was chasing after the defense, Mo Wen did not hesitate, jumped sideways, and shot directly from the empty position of two steps outside the three-point line.

The basketball crosses a high arc and hollows into the net.

At 92:92, the two teams were tied again, and Mo Wen's score also reached 38 points.

A certain veteran teenager in Cleveland bit his fingernails in front of the TV, the rookie in the class of '03 has played 40+ now, he scored 41 points once last season, and last month against the Pistons who were missing many people, he also scored 43 points, but watching this game, he felt like he was going to be blown up.

In the Suns' round, Nash led the fast break and gave the ball to Xiao Si on the side, Da Zhi made up for it to intercept Xiao Si's dunk path, Xiao Si did not go to the basket to fight hard but distributed the ball to Marion who was empty in the middle distance.

Marion hit a two-point jumper.

"Hacker" is most famous in addition to the arm span, is his weird like a women's basketball team like the "38-style" shooting action, when he shoots the ball, the arm basically does not exert force, all rely on the wrist to throw the ball, and the shooting point is very low, can be over the head, the overall shooting speed is very fast, although it does not look good, the actual combat is surprisingly accurate.

Mo Wen once again held the ball and advanced steadily, and after O'Neal finished his position, he gave it to Wade again.

"Mo gave the ball to Wade, didn't he know that he was about to score 40 points?" Kenny Smith said in surprise.

Even the other players on the field were very surprised by Mo Wen's move, and they all knew that Mo Wen was only one goal away from completing his milestone.

Especially Wade, who was holding the ball, couldn't help but turn his head to look at Mo Wen.

This guy obviously likes data so much, how can he still be so calm at this critical time?

And O'Neal, who is on the inside, has already thought about the draft of the post-match interview.

This situation is put on a certain defender, and he would rather play ten irons in the back than have to shoot it himself, but Mo Wen handed the ball to his teammates at this time, this is the gap between realm and consciousness.

Mo Wen felt the slightly strange stares of others on the court, and his mentality did not fluctuate.

He started out with the idea of brushing up, but now he just wants to win.

In this situation, he can play an attractive role with the ball without holding the ball, and the most important thing is to play his role in the lead, and help the team win the game first.

Winning data is good data, and losing empty slashes are meaningless.

In the next 3 minutes, the Suns did increase their defensive attention to Mo Wen, and this also caused a lot of gaps in their already weak defense.

Wade, O'Neal and Eddie Jones seized the opportunity and scored back-to-back games to help the Heat take a five-point lead.

"Xiao Mo is too selfless in these waves, too reasonable, he always attracts the defense and then leaves the opportunity to his teammates, just a few balls feel like he has no chance to play, to say that our fans still hope to see some unreasonable situations." Zhang Li said in the studio, and his heart was also very itchy.

"Maybe Xiao Mo wants to win the game first, this is also a kind of confidence, not bad for two minutes." Sun Zhengping guessed Mo Wen's thoughts.

Mo Wen didn't let everyone wait too long, and when everyone thought he would play team basketball, Mo Wen unlocked his career achievement of 40 points with a "bald cold arrow" outside the three-point line.

Looking at Mo Wen's photos and scores displayed on the home screen, the fans on the sidelines also gave Mo Wen cheers and applause in a timely manner.

Wade slapped Mo Wen a few times, and he also had a chance to unlock this achievement in the previous game against the 76ers, but he didn't grasp it.

However, Mo Wen's performance did not end, as if the cork had been opened.

In the next two rounds, he used a back-to-back shot from Nash and a foul on Quentin's fighter who switched defenses, and pushed his score to 45 points.

The Heat also led the Suns by seven points at 107-100.

D'Antoni looked at the half-quarter and felt a little wrong, so he called a timeout.

Da Fan was a little hesitant to hold the tactical board, as a head coach who likes to emphasize discipline rather than players to cut high scores, he would prefer the team to win and extend the team's winning streak

"Mo, you ·····"

"I understand, I still play according to tactics, I will shoot when I have the opportunity, I will not force it if I have no chance, winning is the most important thing." Mo Wen saw Dafan's embarrassment and said very understandingly.

On the other side, the Suns coaching staff discussed fiercely for a long time, and the final result was that Marion reluctantly came to Mo Wen's side.

Marion felt terrible, the same recipe, the same taste, this situation, made him feel like he had seen the previous Olympic bronze medal battle.

Looking at Marion's bitter gourd face, Mo Wen suddenly wanted to laugh.

"What a coincidence, Sean."

Marion pulled out a crying smile in embarrassment.

Then he was very energetic, and according to the task given to him by the coaching staff, regardless of the others, he stared at Mo Wen.

What he didn't know was that even if he didn't take it seriously, Mo Wen wouldn't attack in the next time out of physical strength, Mo Wen was lifted up not long after the third quarter rest, and he has played 38 minutes so far.

The two goals he scored just now, Mo Wen felt that what he had consumed was not a blue bar, but a blood bar.

It seems that the Suns' arrangement has had an effect, and in the next 4 minutes, the situation has changed abruptly.

The Suns used fast break to score continuously, while Wade hit two consecutive iron shots on the Heat side, and O'Neal made 0 of 2 free throws, allowing the Suns to recover a 5-point difference.

The Heat team has just changed the lineup to the starter, and it can't change the fatigue of O'Neal and Mo Wen.

If it is a positional confrontation, Mo Wen and O'Neill can still resist it by gritting their teeth.

But my physical fitness has declined, and I really can't catch up with the race.

Under the camera, O'Neill was sweating profusely and his eyes were blank, and Mo Wen was also shaking in three steps, shaking two steps and shaking, barely holding on.

The home fans are still cheering them on, while the Heat players are looking weaker.

Although the Suns players are not much better, the hope of a comeback still gives them endless motivation, and the game has 70 seconds left, and the 2-point difference is not difficult for the Suns.

Especially Marion, Quentin, the thought that Mo Wen's score can be turned into an empty slash makes them feel extremely excited.

Da Fan called a timeout just now to let the players take a breath while taking a meal of chicken soup Dafa, but how much effect did it have, and he was also stunned in his heart.

"Dwyan, help me cover in a while, and I'll take care of the rest." Mo Wen patted Wade on the shoulder.

"Do you still have the stamina?" Looking at Mo Wen's heaving chest, Wade asked suspiciously.

"Didn't you ask me if I've ever seen Mai Buckle play, and then I'll let you see how Mai Buckle plays."

Mo Wen hammered the legs that ran a little wooden.

If it were someone else, his physical strength might really collapse, but for him who crashed in the dungeon every night.

There is still room for manipulation.

At the end of the timeout, Wade hesitated after holding the ball into the half court and gave the ball to Mo Wen.

Mo Wen walked and dribbled on the outside to drag the time, and Marion, who defended Mo Wen, also followed patiently, but from his flashing eyes and restless toes, it was clear that he had ideas.

"Remember the last shot I threw at the Olympics? They shouldn't have sent you to defend me, it's too cruel. Mo Wen said in a slightly pitiful tone.

Hearing this, Marion's face suddenly fell, and he squinted his eyes and replied, "No one falls twice in the same place." ”

After saying that, Marion couldn't help but lean forward and pressed over, and at the same time, a pair of long arms also stretched out to the basketball on Mo Wen's side.

Mo Wen didn't panic, he stuck the position with his elbow sideways, and after probing his shoulder to the left and pretending to start, without waiting for Marion to react, his right foot reached out, and his elbow broke away from Marion's right arm, and a silky armpit turned around and broke away from Marion's defense.

After taking two steps to the inside line, facing Quentin who came to assist in the defense, after Mo Wen combined the ball and changed hands, it was a horse archery.

The basketball hit the board and widened the margin to 4 points. Mo Wen's personal score also reached 47 points.

However, without waiting for the Heat fans to be happy, outside the three-point line, Nash also risked a three-pointer one step outside the three-point line.

Mo Wen interfered, but it didn't work.

With 40 seconds left, the difference was only one point away.

"Fight steadily, fight steadily!"

Da Fan shouted uneasily beside him.

Wade had possession of the ball past half court and decided to play it himself, having beaten the Hornets in the playoffs last season, and he is confident in his ability to make the ball at the ball.

Knock Knock –

There were no bells and whistles, and a Hardaway killer changed direction, and Wade shook off Quentin, who was defending him, burst inside, and then caught up with a close-range basket before Smalls could return to defense.

24 seconds, 3 minutes difference.

The home fans burst into explosive cheers, and Wade raised his arms excitedly.

It's me at this critical moment.

And the Suns didn't give up, and D'Antoni was afraid to interrupt the rhythm and didn't even call a timeout for the last timeout.

In the face of the Heat's encirclement, Nash chose to trust his teammates, jumped up and smashed the ball into the Heat's half court.

Embarrassing Sen also stepped up, and after chasing the ball, Haslem, who was on the side, did not hesitate and made a three-point shot.

Hmmm-

The ball seemed to hit the heart of the American Airlines arena.

In just a few seconds, the tide was reversed once again.

The score was tied again, and with 18 seconds left

"Unbelievable game, the Suns and Heat deserve to be the top two top teams in the league right now, and until the last minute of the game, you can't tell the winner!" Barkley called out in the commentary room

"It's so exciting, I didn't think it would be like this today, the Heat called a timeout, and it looks like they need to set up the next last offense." Kenny Smith also exhaled.

Da Fan rubbed his temples, this game was more exciting than last season's playoffs.

"I'm the most accurate free-thrower, so I'll hold the ball this round."

Mo Wen took the towel and wiped his sweat, still indifferent.

"It's still time to press, anyway, if you can't score in the end, you will play overtime." Da Fan thought for a moment and nodded. "If you have specific tactics, you can play backcut cover······ Of course, it's up to you to judge whether it can be made or not. ”

Da Fan patted Mo Wen on the shoulder.

Mo Wen scored 47 points, but no one will mention this stubble now, and winning is the most important thing.

On the Suns' side, D'Antoni vetoed the foul option after consulting with the assistant coach.

After the timeout, the Heat chose to serve in the backcourt and came to the frontcourt after almost 8 seconds of time.

Looking at the 10-second countdown on the scoreboard, the corners of Mo Wen's mouth rose back slightly, setting off a perverted smile.

It's exciting enough.

Mo Wen stood outside the three-point line, just like in the last moments of the Olympic game, with his rhythmic crotch alternating between his left and right hands dribbling.

Looking at the nightmarish control in front of him, Marion gritted his teeth, but his heart sank after he swept Haslem, who was covering at 45° on Mo Wen's right side.

At the same time, Wade, who was sunk in the bottom corner, suddenly lifted up, and in a flash, he was about to cut to the inside line in a flash.

Just as Mo Wen made a Sam Gauder move to push the ball, Marion noticed the details behind him and reached out to block the basketball, but he didn't think that Mo Wen made a gentle return with his other hand, and the ball was moved to the other side.

Looking at Mo Wen's left foot and the large tilt of his upper body, Marion hurriedly leaned his body to make up for it.

However, after his body moved over, he noticed a smile on the corner of Mo Wen's mouth.

No way?!

Mo Wen stopped his movements and pulled the ball back.

Marion turned his feet sideways in both the center and the center of the axis, trying to turn around, but he lost his balance and sat on the floor with a reverse twist.

In Marion's desperate eyes, Mo Wen didn't look at him again, but stared at the timer on the rebound, and threw the basketball before the last second.

Hmmm-

Mo Wen put his two hands on the side of his cheeks and tilted his head.

"The sun has set, good night."

(End of chapter)