"bang! The ultimate kill, Lin completed the ultimate kill. Double-edged sword? Double-edged sword also has times to kill people." Barkley jumped onto the commentary table excitedly and pointed at Kenny Smith. "Guys, hurry up and bring the radio equipment to this guy. No, let Kenny take off his suit first. I've said a long time ago that this suit is not suitable for him."

Kenny Smith wanted to explain something and wanted to escape this punishment. However, Fliggy, who had experienced various punishments such as kissing the donkey butt, finally caught such an opportunity, how could he let it go?

Looking at Barkley who was rubbing his fat hands towards him with a "lewd smile" on his face, Kenny Smith felt that he could not resist at all. This image might be completely shattered after tonight.

The commentary hall was in a mess, and outside, Lin Yang, who was hitting the commentator, had already started running all over the field. The teammates behind him wanted to hug him and celebrate together, but Lin Yang ran too fast.

Several people finally surrounded Lin Yang under the basketball stand, and the familiar stacked man came.

"Lin, you completed the final kill, countdown, do you know? This is crazy. You just fucked it and you completed many players in your lifetime in 20 days." Tony Douglas yelled extremely crazy.

Lin Yang extremely doubted whether this fat black man was merciless. Does he really not know how heavy he is?

"Haha, I'm the one who helped you pick-and-roll, Lin, don't forget my credit!" Studmeier's smile was not at all annoyed by a substitute as the boss of the team. He only knew that they won the game.

The old man Stoudemire is even heavier. The beast power forward is not just about being fierce and can scare people.

Lin Yang had difficulty climbing out of the lowest end of the human-shaped pyramid, and he saw Anthony who had not left the stadium.

If an ordinary person is killed on his head, he will definitely return to the locker room without saying a word. Of course, Anthony is the case in most cases, but this time he has something that he has not figured out so that he doesn't want to leave.

"Lin, didn't you say you wanted to win the final shot line?"

Anthony was very uncomfortable. He had to find a reason for defending Lin Yang to be killed in the end. For example, Lin Yang deceived himself, which is a good reason.

Lin Yang looked at Anthony, who had changed from melon to bitter melon in front of him, and looked innocent: "Cameron, times have changed, this is the second version I want to kill you here."

Anthony was so amused and laughed at the reason. Compared with Bird, the king of trash talk, who is known as the king of trash talk, why is this guy who has never stopped talking in the audience as long as he matches the position?

Behind him, a large number of reporters have already come up. There is no doubt that the protagonists in the spotlight tonight are Lin Yang, Stoudemire and Anthony, the two superstars, have to stand aside tonight.

"Lin, just the 22nd day after entering the NBA, you completed a win     or     go                                                                                                          

Lin Yang frowned and thought for a while: "What do you think, man, keep a normal mind. At the end, I was an open position. At that position, I shot thousands of balls and 90% of them. So what reason do I have to not relax?"

"When it comes to this, Lin, we can clearly understand that you had spoken to Cameron before the final victory. Are you talking about something at that time?"

"Oh! I just told him I'm going to kill him at the free throw line."

"But if I remember correctly, did you make a false action of worshiping Buddha at the free throw line and then continue to rush forward to complete the final kill?"

"Yes, if I didn't do that, it would be so easy to shake him off at the free throw line."

The reporter's mind is a little buzzing. Nowadays, can you still play basketball like this? Psychology? Or is it a bit cheap?

No, remove the bit, this young undraft is really cheap.

Everyone changed the topic tacitly, and felt that if this interview continues like this, the style of the painting will be a bit off: "What we are very curious about is that we are taking the initiative to apply for the coach to hold the ball and play the last attack?"

"Of course, the game that was thrown in my hands must be taken back in my hands."

The reporters all nodded, right? Is this the kind of enthusiasm that a player who scored 40 points and completed the final score in seconds should have? What the hell is it said before?

"In this game, you became the youngest 40-pointer, breaking James' record. At that time, in the last attack, did you know in advance that this record is likely to be broken by yourself?"

Lin Yang rolled his eyes. Will people like me who usually want to celebrate after getting 20 points pay attention to that kind of thing? I feel very sure.

Besides, why did I get these 40 points? It wasn't that I could score more than Anthony. If Anthony hadn't scored in the last two quarters, I wouldn't have been able to score so many points.

"Man, I don't want to break any records before playing. That's..."

Before he could finish his words, a familiar voice came again.

"Ding, congratulations to the host for becoming the youngest 40-pointer, and the significant increase in technical attributes."

"Ding, congratulations to the host's physical confrontation attribute for upgrading to C."

Lin Yang silently added to his heart, unless the reward given by the system is too delicious.

"But sometimes, it's always okay to break the records more and break them. You said right, it's good to break records like this. The NBA is progressing, and the data needs to be improved."

The reporter looked at the rebellious master in front of him, and it was hard to describe it.

At this moment, a big black man suddenly emerged from the studio. Kenny Smith rushed out with his upper body and sang halo with a cashier equipment.

The reporters looked at each other, and then everyone finished the interview after randomly interviewing some questions. They also asked all the questions they wanted to ask tonight. At this time, they should go to the hotel where TNT stayed to intercept Kenny Smith.

Lin Yangshu stretched comfortably and finally could go back to New York. The sixth consecutive guest in the West was so tired.

When I returned to the visiting team's locker room, what came towards me was spraying champagne. Behind me, a large bucket of cold water poured down directly.

Successful prank.

Lin Yang looked at the group of excited teammates in front of him with a headache. It would be fine if he had just stacked the human-shaped pyramid of the Arhat. Now he is still playing this. He almost thought that he had just completed the final victory in the NBA Finals tiebreak.

Is this a professional team? This is the Knicks Kindergarten in New York.
Chapter completed!