"The score is about to be caught up, Old Man Pat has been looking at us, are you sure you won't play?" Feeling the murderous aura, Wade's eyelids jumped involuntarily, and he hurriedly stretched out his hand and patted Mo Wen next to him.

"Yawn~"

"What's in a hurry, it's you who hurts, it's me who is tired, it's him who is anxious, we are a whole, everyone has their own tasks, don't get confused."

Mo Wen casually lay on the seat, ignoring the grim situation on the court, according to the pre-game arrangement, covered with a towel and enjoying the rest time with peace of mind.

In the last game, Mo Wen spared no effort to count on Wade and O'Neal to stand up in the last quarter, and if he had known from the beginning that he was going to play a single core to the end, he would not have spent all his physical strength in the middle two quarters.

Basketball must be enthusiastic, you must persevere, you must be patient, and you must use your brain, otherwise, if you have to rely on hard work to win every time, Mo Wen will not be able to hold it in the dungeon.

Island films all know that they can take a transition break, don't fast forward, and take a shot to the end, no matter how good their body is, they can't bear it.

When he came back in the second quarter, Mo Wen only played for 4 minutes, maintained the score and was not pulled away, so he found a timeout and consciously went to rest.

And after Mo Wen got off the court, the Heat was not surprising to recover the point difference at a rate of 2 points per minute, and even completed the overtake.

Whether Mo Wen is on the court or not, the Heat are completely two teams, and although Kenyan Dulin, who replaced Mo Wen, has played for 5 years, he has entered the playoffs for the first time this year, and he is also the only player in the Heat team who has no playoff experience.

Kenyan Dulin usually imitates Mo Wen's way of playing in the team, and substitute Mo Wen played for 11 minutes in the regular season, and his shooting and organization are all qualified, but he really can't imitate Mo Wen of this model today.

It wasn't until he felt that he was almost resting that Mo Wen came back with Dazhi, who had not played in the previous quarter.

Pacers fans who were originally immersed in the joy of leading the game, after seeing Mo Wen return to the court, the noise of the entire arena immediately dropped by 20 decibels.

The momentum that the Pacers had just accumulated was also dissipated at once.

At the same time, Atai, who was on the bench, suddenly felt a lot more eyes on him.

In the first few games, Mo Wen's data didn't seem to have much ups and downs under Atai's defense, and many people thought that Atai was probably out of hiatus and not worthy of DPOY, but compared with Mo Wen's performance in the first quarter, Taizi was clearly back from further study!

There was also a faint voice from the audience on the sidelines, "We need Artest!" Voice.

"They... Are you calling me? ”

There was a slight tremor in Atai's voice, and a surprise that was both crying and laughing appeared on his hard, numb face.

The Battle of Auburn Hills did not make him hated, but made the fans of India City full of sympathy for him, after all, there is nothing wrong with Artey's actions if you really want to be picky, it is normal to be beaten back by someone who is poured wine.

But his wayward actions later disappointed the fans of Hindu City, and the wind reviews took a sharp turn for the worse.

If it weren't for his last prodigal son's return, if it weren't for Reggie Miller's bow, if it wasn't for Larry Bird's endorsement as a guarantee, let alone his return to the starting lineup, he would probably be booed by the home fans when he appeared in the squad.

The first round of the lore helped him turn around a lot of criticism, but he could still feel the alienation of the city from him.

It's not that they can't get along anymore, who wants to leave a familiar teammate on a familiar team?

"Give me painkillers, the team needs me in the second half!" Atai found the team doctor on the sidelines and stretched out his hand in front of him.

"Playing? Didn't I say that you need to recuperate now to recover as soon as possible? ”

Glancing sideways at Carlisle, who was calm next to him, the team doctor frowned.

"Recuperate? Recuperate again... We're going to lose! Seeing that Carlisle did not object, Artey was also sure in his heart.

"But painkillers aren't good for your body, and you have ready-made examples in front of you." The team doctor pouted in Monin's direction.

"Alonzo doesn't have a problem in a game, give it to me, hell, do you want to see me howl on the pitch later?"

Atai said impatiently, his eyes looking at the court.

Unfortunately, at this time, Mo Wen's eyes also happened to sweep over, the two looked at each other, Mo Wen seemed to understand something, smiled evilly, and then nodded slightly at him.

Atai's hand trembled, retracted slightly, and then stretched out forcefully in front of the team doctor again.

Damn bastard, he actually scared him with his eyes.

Was he really scared?

"The team has Stephen to top up, it's not a critical moment yet, you should try to rest." The team doctor persuaded hard.

But Atay shook his head.

Mo Wen had proven many times before that Jackson couldn't stop him alone.

Jackson has a good talent, but he has no obvious advantage in strength, weight, or skill, and sometimes he has a tendon.

Jackson's heart only has the ring of the doughnut, but Mo Wen's heart has as many gaps as bread.

"You're not afraid of continuing to be by him?" The team doctor saw that the dissuasion was fruitless, so he could only release a big move. "If you're trying to fight him, painkillers will only hurt you more, wait until the effects are over..."

"I'll be afraid of him, hehe, I'm just looking at his weak body and letting him, otherwise, the Big Three of the Heat will have to go to the hospital now."

Atai's cheeks twitched, then he raised his head and replied with a proud expression.

"If you insist on it, then I can't help it, Rick——。" The team doctor dragged out a long voice and turned his head to Carlisle to ask him head-on.

"Give it to him, the team really needs him" Carlisle exhaled and turned to look at Artay "You only have 15 minutes of playing time. ”

Artest clenched his fists excitedly and nodded viciously.

He observed very carefully, Mo Wen rarely took the initiative today, and it was only when Jackson wanted to lower his elbow that he rewarded him with an arm and controlled the intensity of the confrontation, so it shouldn't be a big problem.

The perspective returns to the court.

Reggie Miller also gritted his teeth because of Mo Wen's appearance.

He really didn't understand what this group of teammates was cringing at.

No matter how strong Mo Wen's singles are, can he be stronger than Danzi?

Danzi was only lucky enough to escape from the Pacers back then.

Besides, they're three points ahead now.

Mo Wen: Three points? How do you know I'm going to shoot a three?

As soon as he returned to the court, Mo Wenyang's hand was a super long three-pointer, and the cold basketball ruthlessly penetrated into the hearts of every Pacers fan.

The ceiling of the Conceco Arena seems to have been smashed into a hole by this ball, and the cold wind that has not yet faded in the spring is pouring into the stadium.

Of course, the most excessive is his celebration, during the replay, Mo Wen came to Miller, raised his hand to guide, and introduced a wave of Heat's backcourt baskets in the air.

The inner one, it's our basket, do you want to try it?

Miller: This is my horse! Get out!

In addition to further helping Mo Wen open up space, the Heat replaced Dazhi with Mo Ning, and also wanted to find a fast break opportunity in the transition between offense and defense.

In the remaining 4 minutes of the second quarter, Mo Wen attacked quickly when he had the opportunity, and singled when he didn't have the opportunity, and failed to pull away the score as quickly and sharply as he just came up, but also re-established a 4-point advantage in front of halftime.

At halftime, the Heat 56:52 Pacers.

Mo Wen scored 25 points, 8 assists, 7 rebounds, 3 steals and 1 block.

After returning from the second half break, just when everyone was still speculating about what points Mo Wen would probably score after the game, Mo Wen broke out again and increased the number of shots.

In the first half of the third quarter, Mo Wen grabbed the Pacers and focused on defending the basket and three-point two efficient sections, loosening the defense of the mid-range and long-term two-point areas, and began to change jumpers in the mid-range.

6 shots in a row, all 6 shots hit.

Before the third quarter was over, Mo Wen's score had already reached 38 points, 12 rebounds and 10 assists.

(End of chapter)