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Chapter 3 Garnett

Chapter 3 Garnett

"It's simply incredible that he actually completed a three-plus one goal." The Timberwolves' home commentator couldn't help but exclaim.

Hasel held his head blankly and looked up at the display screen above the court. He had not yet realized how he was fooled by a rookie just now.

The Lakers' bench finally changed its previous dullness. Payton led a group of players to waving towels and loudly encourage Chen Cheng. Kobe stood up and gave Chen Cheng a thumbs up.

The emotions in the canteens of Chinese universities have been rising and falling, and it is almost overturning the entire canteen.

Zhengping couldn't help but applaud Chen Cheng's three plus one hit, only Teacher Wei Ping continued to analyze.

"Actually, Hasier's defense is already very good for this ball, but Chen Cheng's offensive choice is not a very reasonable offensive choice. Hey, I really dare to enter."

Chen Cheng, who fell to the ground, was pulled up by Cook and Walton. As both rookies who participated in the 2003 draft, these two were naturally better off than those "big guys".

"Beautiful job, Chen, continue to fight like this."

Chen Cheng stabilized his breathing, stood on the free throw line, and Garnett, who was stuck in the position and was about to grab the rebound, began to chatter again.

"Dirty! Dirty means, this is not a basketball means. Rookie, you should stand on the court and compete with him one-on-one, and score points, rather than relying on the referee's whistle."

Chen Cheng ignored it at all, made a little adjustment, and steadily made additional punishments, and then said to Garnett: "I will let you see it, kg!"

Smith and Barkley, who were commentators on the sidelines, finally noticed the yellow-skinned player from the East, and they immediately searched for Chen Cheng's scout report.

"What's his name? Oh, Chen, he can't be a relative of Jackie     chan?" Barkley said as he gestured in his hand.

"Look at the technical statistics, oh, he has scored 7 points in a row, what's going on? What is North Carolina doing? Since he has lost the election, why don't he consider giving this child a scholarship?" Smith still joked about his alma mater.

At this time, Barkley got Chen Cheng's draft report in his hand.

"He is 6-foot-5, and weighs less than 160 pounds. Oh, his wingspan is good, and the yellow people are rare to have a wingspan of nearly 7 feet. The report judged him that his thin body, unstable shooting, lack of systematic training, language barriers and immature game psychology, could not adapt to the NBA's game intensity."

Smith held the scout report in one hand and looked at the camera's camera. "This scout report is like a fake information intercepted by FBI from Russian agents. You experts, let's see how he performed on the field."

After saying that, he kneaded the scout report into a ball and threw it aside.

With Chen Cheng's three plus one score, the score reached 86:100, with more than three minutes left, and the score difference narrowed to 14 points.

Because of his carelessness in underestimating the enemy before, Hasel really wanted to find the venue from Chen Cheng, and the Timberwolves players on the court were also very happy to help him fulfill this wish.

Garnett also came out of the inside to play pick-and-roll and play the ball for Hasel. After all, he had not scored points in the whole game, but today the basket at home seemed not to be open to him, and the opportunity to shoot at the open spot was not hit. After a scramble to the basket, Cook took the opportunity to grab the rebound.

Madson immediately stepped forward to interfere and put pressure on Cook with his "mad dog"-like pressure.

Cook passed the ball to Chen Cheng with his hand. Chen Cheng dribbled the ball, killed halfway through and faced Hasel's defense again. This time, Hasel decisively chose to step on the three-point line, leaving room for breakthrough defensive strategy.

It is obvious that it would rather let the Lakers score two points than let Chen Cheng score three-pointers.

Walton stepped forward to cover Chen Cheng, and the Timberwolves who were defending him quickly changed defense. The person who was guarding Chen Cheng became Trent - a striker who was more than two meters tall. His steps were definitely not as fast as Hasel. Chen Cheng shook his defense away from his crotch in disguise and rushed into the inside.

Garnett was ready to go inside, and as Chen Cheng came in and immediately made up for defense, the Timberwolves' inside defense quickly contracted inward.

Seeing that the time was ripe, Chen Cheng immediately took a look behind his head. Pass transferred the ball to Fisher, who had been ambushing the three-point line in the bottom corner for a long time.

The latter raised his hand and shot, and a three-pointer that was almost unprevented was directly hit by the net. After the shot, he still pointed at Chen Cheng and nodded repeatedly.

89:100, the score difference reached 11 points.

Coach Sanders immediately called for a timeout when he saw that the situation on the court was wrong.

Chen Cheng walked back to the bench with the encouragement of his teammates.

"Hey, Chen, perform well! Keep this desire for victory, you can do better!" Kobe shouted at Chen Cheng.

Chen Cheng looked at the man wearing the Lakers No. 8 jersey in front of him and was a little dazed for a moment.

Oh! Who is a man in his thirties who was not a Kemi back then?

In his impression, this game ended in failure. Since time and space can be reversed and he has systematic support, why not just try to rewrite history?

if you can......

Chen Cheng turned his attention to Kobe, who was giving Little Walton a face-to-face gift to Kobe.

I want to win this game!

The referee whistle sounded and the game continued. The Timberwolves replaced Cassel again to stabilize their position. The Lakers only replaced veteran Grant to replace Cook.

Chen Cheng still stayed on the court and partnered with Fisher in the backcourt.

After Kassel came on the court, the Timberwolves' on-court organization also became organized.

Garnett and Cassel made a pick-and-roll, and Cassel made a mid-range jump shot of 45 degrees and entered the net steadily, with a score difference of 13 points.

With two and a half minutes left, the Timberwolves put the center of their defense on the outside. Kassel's defense against Fisher was extremely oppressive, and Hassel also kept putting pressure on Chen Cheng who was out of the ball, making it impossible for him to catch the ball easily.

The ball was passed into the inside, and Medvedko dribbled the ball to Garnett alone. After a few strokes, there was no progress at all. He had to pass the ball to the outside and look for a new opportunity.

Garnett clapped his hands with excitement and encouraged the whole team, like a bloodthirsty hunting wolf.

The ball was passed to Chen Cheng again, and Hasel still stepped on the three-point line to keep a close eye on the defense. Kassel on one side was guarding Fisher and was always paying attention to Chen Cheng's movements.

Chen Cheng looked up at the timer above the basket and dribbled the ball with one hand.

If Curry is the one who takes the ball now, he will definitely find the gap with a butterfly walking through the flower, and then end the round with a three-pointer.

But now, the one who takes the ball is Chen Cheng, who has Kobe's template, and he must use the "Bryantest" method to get points.

Time does not wait for anyone. If you want to score and stop the table, you must enter the inside line and play two plus one.

Facing Garnett in the inside, perhaps this is not a good choice, but Kobe's move does not seem to have many good choices.

Chen Cheng lowered his center of gravity, dribbled with one hand and asked Walton to come forward to cover the game. Just as Walton was about to step forward, when the two players of the Timberwolves had not reached a tacit understanding of changing defense, Chen Cheng suddenly accelerated with a short body, passed through the crack of the man, took three steps, and rushed directly to the basket guarded by Garnett.

All the players and audiences, the audience in front of the TV, including the commentator, seemed to have all abandoned their breath at this moment, waiting for Chen Cheng and Garnett to face the face-to-face conversation.

Seeing Chen Cheng dribbling, Garnett immediately jumped. He, who has always been known for his perverted physical fitness, has always been very confident in his bounce and speed.

Based on his judgment, Chen Cheng is sure to block it directly whether it is a dunk or a throw. After all, he has been teased by him once before, and this time he has to regain his face no matter what.

But when Garnett took off, he found out that he was wrong.

He jumped later than Chen Cheng, and he had already begun to fall. The yellow-skinned young man in front of him was still rising. His arms were raised high and his fingers were tightly holding the basketball. His eyes had almost surpassed the basket, and the ball holder quickly pressed down.

Garnett immediately realized something was wrong.

"He wants to lock me!"

Was it blocked by a yellow-skinned rookie?

How could Garnett, who is the team's facade, allow this to happen?

Seeing Chen Cheng's powerful dunk was about to enter the frame, Garnett, who had no hope of blocking, directly reached out and pushed Chen Cheng out of the air.

Chen Cheng lost balance in the air and still put the ball into the basket with difficulty, then fell heavily from mid-air to the ground.

"Dong!"

A sensation of dizziness came, and Chen Cheng curled up on the floor with a look of pain.

The referee whistle sounded, and two points were valid, but the bottom line referee seemed to have made a malicious foul gesture at the same time.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!
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