Chapter 31 NBA records that belong only to Chinese people

The Hawks simply didn't ask for a timeout, and they also wanted to end the quarter as soon as possible.

Terry dribbles to suppress time, the Hawks' morale is sluggish, and the offensive running becomes less active.

This move attracted merciless booing from all the fans of the audience.

Finally, with Jackson's mid-range shot with a buzzer-beating shot, the Hawks ended the attack quickly, and they exhausted 24 seconds, leaving the Lakers with 10 seconds of offensive time.

The Lakers served the bottom line, and the Hawks immediately pressed the game. Fisher dribbled through the half with the help of Cook's cover.

Jackson began to stick to Chen Cheng tightly, preventing him from catching the ball.

He failed to create any threat to Chen throughout the entire competition. At the last moment, he really didn't want to be the background board for this Chinese boy's record-breaking moment.

His purpose is very clear. If he chooses to break through, he will let him in. If he wants to make the right time, he will let him go.

If he insists on shooting three-pointers in front of him, he must give him some color.

Fisher dribbles to suppress the time, and with seven seconds left in the attack, he passed the ball to Chen Cheng.

Jackson clapped at Chen Cheng while shouting loudly.

Chen Cheng understood very well that he was just doing psychological interference. The louder he shouted, the less confident he felt.

Jackson shouted, pressing his hands and feet outwards, always stepping on the three-point line, using his arms to do his best to interfere with Chen Cheng.

Time flows away every second.

Seeing that there was not much time left, Terry quickly came up to double-team. Jackson pressed his body up, put pressure on the ball, and cut off his passing route.

Chen Cheng had no other choice.

Jackson was still shouting at him: "Boy, don't forget that this is NBA. There is no record here belonging to you Chinese, and there is no one. There will be no one now, let alone in the future."

Chen Cheng glanced down at him and said coldly: "Now there is one!"

After saying that, he quickly closed the ball, kicked the ground under his feet, jumped high between the two, raised the ball over his head, aimed at the center of the basket, and the force was transmitted from the lower limbs to the fingertips.

Project, press the wrist, pluck the ball, and keep your hand shape.

The basketball flew towards the basket along the trajectory.

This time Jackson did not choose to get up and rush, but raised his arms high.

At the same time, he turned his head and looked at the ball flying towards the rebound.

"Swish!"

"Ding~"

The ball falls into the net, and the light goes on when the ball enters.

The referee raised the three-pointer gesture high, the three-pointer was effective, and the whistle sounded at the same time, and the first quarter ended.

Just as everyone was about to cheer, Chen Cheng uched and fell on the floor.

He held his right ankle with pain and rolled on the ground.

It turned out that just now, when everyone was paying attention to the basketball, Jackson's feet quietly reached the landing point after Chen Cheng jumped.

At this moment, Jackson pretended to be nothing, stepped across Chen Cheng's body and walked towards the team's bench.

The big screen in the stadium shows what just happened.

Just after Chen Cheng landed, he stepped on Jackson's feet and his ankle was bent 90 degrees.

The audience exclaimed, and the atmosphere of celebration instantly dimmed.

The teammates helped Chen Cheng to the rest area. Payton once wanted to rush to the Hawks bench to discuss it with Jackson, but Lambis forced him back.

The angry Payton could only spit out trash talks through the technical stand through the Hawks' bench.

Team doctor Viti also came to the sidelines and asked Chen Cheng carefully about the situation.

"How does it feel?"

Chen Cheng shook his head. He couldn't feel anything wrong now. Is it just a simple sprain, or something wrong with the joints or even bones.

Viti didn't dare to be careless, so he took an ice pack and wrapped his ankles tightly.

Called Cook and Walton to set up Chen Cheng and helped him to the locker room.

The scene was given to Chen Cheng, and Chen Cheng waved to greet the fans.

Thunderous applause broke out again.

"It's really unfortunate. The thing I don't want to see the least happened again. However, we must congratulate Chen Cheng on his NBA record of three-point shooting in a single quarter. This is the first time that the NBA history has been created by Chinese people. Let's cheer for Chen Cheng!"

Driven by the host on the scene, the home fans shouted "Chen Cheng, mvp".

Chen Cheng couldn't help but feel excited when faced with this situation.

Perhaps this is why an athlete is willing to spend his whole life working hard for it.

I did the NBA record exclusively for Chinese people!

Chen Cheng waved at the fans again, and with the help of his teammates, he jumped to the locker room with one leg.

Faced with such a performance, Old Walton could hardly find any words to describe Chen Cheng, and he said several "incredible".

12 shots outside the three-point line, 9 hits, and 27 points in a single quarter. What else can he say with such a performance?

"I hope he's fine. Stephen's move is not a good move and shouldn't appear on the court. Although he avoided the referee's penalty, I hope the league can investigate his behavior."

Old Walton added without hesitation.

Chen Cheng's accidental injury made the TNT Studio, which was originally full of joy, become a little serious.

As former NBA players, they know very well how disgusting this move is.

"I still have to congratulate Chen Cheng on breaking the NBA's three-point shooting record in a single quarter. I hope his ankle is not seriously damaged."

The Chinese broadcaster on the other side of the ocean feels even more regretful about the experience of his compatriots.

"Although we know that Jackson plays this way, this kind of injury-related action will have a great impact on a professional player's career. I believe I don't need to say more, everyone can understand. I hope everyone can remember Chen Cheng, who broke the NBA three-point shooting record in a single quarter today. He is a Chinese."

Brother Jia's tone was a little choked.

Chen Cheng came to the physiotherapy room, and Kobe was still sitting there without leaving.

"Mr. 27 points, congratulations on setting a new record. How do you feel?" Kobe joked.

Chen Cheng pointed at his feet.

"Are you talking about this feeling? It's terrible." As he said that, Chen Cheng climbed onto the physiotherapy bed and laid his arm under his head.

"If it weren't for it, I could continue to appear and then break your single three-point record." Chen Cheng pretended to be serious and said seriously.

When Kobe heard this, he laughed and threw a pillow at him.

"God, I have to give Stephen a bouquet of flowers now, thank you for helping me hold my three-point record."

Chen Cheng took the opportunity to finish the pillow and put it under his head.

"To be honest, when I landed, I thought my foot was going to break, but now I feel like it's just a sprain. I'll definitely not be able to play in the next game, and your record is saved."

Kobe raised his middle finger at him and pointed to the black wrist guard on his calf again.

"I'm right, this thing can bring you good luck. Tell me, how does it feel to be shouted at by the audience for MVP?"

Chen Cheng turned over and looked at Kobe.

"How to say it, this feeling is very wonderful, and it can be addictive and can't stop."

"Do you want to be an MVP?"

Kobe asked suddenly.

"Of course I want to, who doesn't want to become an MVP?" Chen Cheng said without hesitation.

A moment of silence suddenly appeared between the two.

"Very good. If you want to become an MVP, you have to work hard to achieve it. Come on, man." Kobe stretched out his hand to Chen Cheng, and Chen Cheng was stunned and hurriedly held it up.

"Hey, hope I didn't bother you, Chen, how are you feeling?"

Lakers general manager Kupchek pushed open the door and walked in.

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