Basketball glory

Spraying nitrogen gas, Enron reached the fastest speed.

Marbury only took two steps to catch up and found that there was no way he could even commit a foul.

An Ran's speed was so fast that even though he was exhausted, he still managed to throw away Marbury with this strong breath.

The high-speed movement of dribbling the ball shocked everyone on the court. This kind of ball control ability can only be achieved by NBA players, and they can not lose the ball while traveling at full speed.

Even if it is a fast break, most players will not run at full speed, let alone with the ball.

With everyone watching, An Ran successfully scored the key goal with a pick-up basket. Marbury looked very unhappy after being intercepted, and his discomfort could be felt from a distance.

He obviously responded quickly, but why was the ball still intercepted?

Marbury felt that he had to watch the replay of this ball, otherwise he would not be able to calm down. Logically speaking, his wingspan is not that long. How did it get broken?

Could it be a mysterious power from the East? Marbury shuddered. Apparently Christians still care about these things.

There were two timeouts left, and the Beijing team took one without hesitation.

It is very inappropriate to make such a low-level mistake at this time, and it is necessary to make adjustments.

When Marbury came off the court, he kept staring at the LED light. Logically speaking, this key ball should be replayed, and he is still struggling with this steal.

Also puzzled were all the players on the field. Some people didn't see how the steal was done, while others felt that An Ran didn't touch the ball at all, as if Marbury had dropped the ball himself.

Caesar stared at the screen closely, wondering what happened just now, because he could clearly see the process from his position just now, but he still didn't find out how to steal it.

Seeing An Ran come back, Caesar resisted asking him what he thought and instead asked him to take the opportunity to have a good rest.

"Replayed!" Sun Yue reminded. He patted Marbury to let him concentrate.

This replay is the entire process from the steal to the layup. The place where the steal was made is a moment.

But it was enough for everyone who concentrated to see clearly.

This key steal directly focused the attention of everyone on the court. At a glance, a row of people all raised their heads and watched the replay.

Even Park So-yeon, who couldn't watch football, stretched her swan neck, frowned slightly, and stared at the big screen to witness this moment that belonged to An Ran.

"Did you see it? Did you see it clearly?" Sun Yue watched the entire replay and looked at Marbury in confusion. From his expression, you could tell that he was still confused.

Marbury ignored him, but the shocked expression on his face showed that he understood what happened.

"This must be touching my fingertips," Marbury said with a trembling voice.

"Isn't he afraid of pain? Doesn't he have the conditioned reflex to shrink his hand? Does he have the strength in his fingers to poke the ball out?"

Marbury directly asked Sun Yue three questions in a row, which confused Sun Yue. Don't say that he didn't see clearly what happened. Even if he did, he couldn't explain this situation at all.

After the commentator's explanation, the people on the sidelines understood what An Ran's goal was like.

For a moment, the huge venue was silent, not knowing what to do.

An Ran's desperate attitude shocked everyone present. They did not expect that he had such a strong willpower.

Under the guidance of the host, the rustling applause gradually increased in frequency and evolved into bursts of sound that resounded throughout the venue.

The Beijing home court kindly paid its respects to Enron.

After all, it's not a big hatred, after all, they are all Chinese players.

Even though they have a home team they support, it doesn't mean they don't have players they like.

An Ran's desperate attempt to steal was severely slapped by the news media who criticized him for not playing aggressively and making many off-field entertainment headlines.

How many players have you seen who were injured and still fought hard to win?

How many players have you seen who put the team on their shoulders and fought until they were exhausted?

How many players have you seen win the unanimous approval of the opposing fans on the road?

On the bench, An Ran's expression was so distorted that he did not dare to raise his head, for fear that his appearance would scare others.

It was not because of anything, but because it was too painful. Touching his finger felt like a broken finger. An Ran could only hold his finger and did not dare to move it at all.

Caesar, Tao Hanlin and others gathered in a circle, all very worried about An Ran's condition and afraid that he would be injured.

On the one hand, the team cannot afford serious injuries now, and on the other hand, it is worried about Enron's career.

Because of a broken finger, Yi Jianlian finally had to accept the reality of his declining condition and left the NBA stage in tears.

Now, seeing An Ran holding her fingers and her body shaking in pain, a layer of gloom fell over the eyes of several players.

"Open it, don't hold it, trust me."

A team doctor in a suit came forward to check. While comforting An Ran with words, he stretched out his hand to let An Ran relax.

Listening to An Ran's heavy breathing, the team doctor saw An Ran's right hand, touched it lightly, and then obviously relaxed.

He turned around and said to the group of people gathered around him: "It's okay, it's not a fracture, it's just a normal finger. Just pay attention."

His words made everyone feel relieved. At this moment, winning or losing was no longer that important. As long as everyone was fine, that was the greatest good news.

In the last few dozen seconds, the team without An Ran completely lost their fighting spirit and was defeated like a whirlwind, with no desire to win at all.

It is indeed true that the moment An Ran came to the end, he was already defeated.

But there was no ridicule. The Beijing team and Beijing basketball fans all believed that the Shandong team showed their toughness in this game. After it was broadcast on CCTV, it quickly swept the country.

In just two hours after the game ended, An Ran's scene of grabbing the ball with his fingers was captured countless times on video and made into countless animated pictures.

Enron's performance in this game has also aroused the curiosity of a large number of fans. They are curious about who Anron is and why he has such great influence.

As a result, Enron's information, performance, and data were placed on the desks of countless people.

People were surprised to learn that Enron's miraculous performance was not limited to this one game. After only playing four or five games, Enron was nicknamed the "King of the East".

Enron's strong strength shocked all fans.

If there were only a few fans who cared about Enron before, after this incident, almost everyone watching the game had heard of Enron.

"I lost." Baolan said with some disappointment. She didn't expect that the first time she watched Tao Hanlin's game ended in failure.

It's not that she has any special meaning to him, Baolan is just grateful because he saved her once.

Although pressing down the billboard will definitely not cause death, it will definitely cause disfigurement. Baolan can't think of whether their group would have disbanded without An Ran and Tao Hanlin.

"It's okay. If you lose, you lose." Park So-yeon's tone was still very relaxed, as if it was just a game and not worth thinking too much about.

But the careful Baolan could see that she was just pretending to be calm. Maybe victory was not important, but what she was worried about was An Ran's injury.

Now only a few people from the Shandong team know that An Ran is fine, while the others are still in the dark and are waiting for the team's official announcement.

"Then let's go back. We'll go back to Korea tomorrow." Bao Lan blinked her big eyes and asked So Yan what she thought.

"Come back, Xiaomin said he made something delicious. Let's try it."

Park So-yeon breathed a long sigh of relief. There was no use worrying about An Ran anyway. She would go back to South Korea tomorrow and maybe she would never see him again.

"Aren't you going to say hello to them? Show that we also came to watch their game?"

Bao Lan's words made So Yan dumbfounded. What do you mean by showing off? Do you have to report to them when you come to watch a game?

Suyan rubbed her hair and whispered: "There is no need to be formal, not to mention that others may not care about us."

Seeing that there were several cameras on the opposite side trying to capture the scene, Soyan hid her beautiful face in her hair and wanted to pull Baolan and leave here quickly.

Finally, I looked up at the players' tunnel. Some players had already left the field, and there were still players in twos and threes who were being interviewed.

After not finding the figure she wanted to see, Pu Soyan turned back without hesitation and walked out of Wukesong Arena.

I originally planned to treat it as a small episode in my life, and thought I would never see An Ran again.

But I didn't expect to meet again some time in the future.