Guard With a Knife

"This kid is a bit arrogant!"

Michael Jordan raised his eyebrows slightly, and he subconsciously sat up straight: "I like it."

The god of basketball has always been a fighting maniac. What he likes and is best at is destroying opponents on the court, whether it is physical or psychological. In his era, there were only a few stars who could confront him head-on, but they also had to accept the fact that they had no championship for life and were overwhelmed by Jordan for an era.

Xiaogou obviously didn't expect such a big reaction from the fans in the Arco Arena. Nearly 20,000 fans all stood up.

At the same time, his teammates are also helping him to open up space and give him space for singles.

As for Brook Lopez on the opposite side, he was completely out of anger at this time.

As a potential rookie booked in the lottery, as the only traditional center in this draft, he couldn't accept such an unbridled provocation from this little-known kid.

"Do you think you can do whatever you want after grabbing a few rebounds, sneak attacking and dunking two baskets?"

Brooke Lopez, in a rage, leaned over and imitated his idol and slapped the floor hard.

In order to demonstrate his courage and the indomitable aura of a king.

The Arco Arena was once again boiling because of his action.

The puppy smiled, and he found his heart beating violently again.

He likes it.

He started dribbling, and his dribble was so simple that he looked like he could just reach out and take it away. But Brook Lopez was not stupid enough to steal directly, so the puppy has been smoothly transitioning from the free throw line to the penalty area.

The audience on the sidelines were a little stunned.

They thought it would be a lightning-like attack.

However, what was shown to them on the court was a Tai Chi push hands performance. The puppy patted the ball and walked into the penalty area, and Brook Lopez stepped back and tightened the basket.

What kind of play is this?

To be honest, they were a little disappointed.

At this moment, the puppy, who had almost come to the basket, suddenly collected the ball and made a quick shot upwards. Brook Lopez rushed forward, opened his arms, and blocked him directly.

Michael Jordan covered his eyes, he couldn't bear to stare!

Bill Wharton even made an irritable voice at the commentary stand: "What is Snoopy doing? Is he throwing himself into the trap? Didn't Ben Howland teach him this..."

He didn't finish his sentence.

The uproar in the arena just rang out on a large scale.

The puppy shrouded in the shadow of Brook Lopez suddenly stretched out one hand, and threw the basketball directly from Brook Lopez's ribs with his left hand.

Even Lopez was dumbfounded by this move: Is he going to pass the ball?

He subconsciously looked back... Bang!

The basketball hits the rim and bounces back.

He subconsciously reached out and tried to grab the rebound.

However, Snoopy behind him jumped up violently, surpassing Lopez's head in an instant, he caught the basketball in the air, and then slammed it into the basket...Boom!

Snoopy completed the two-handed dunk with great momentum.

Brook Lopez was right under his crotch.

Arco Arena fans froze.

Michael Jordan also let go of his right hand that was pretending to cover his eyes.

Bill Wharton in the commentary booth seemed to have an invisible egg stuffed into his mouth, and he couldn't make a sound or close his mouth.

This is an unbelievable dunk, and it's still a dunk by a rider.

When Brook broke free from the puppy's crotch, the Arco Arena finally made a monstrous sound.

Although the heads-up process was sloppy, the ending was quite explosive and unexpected!

"Snoopy! Snoopy! Snoopy!"

In the sound waves all over the sky.

The puppy landed quietly,

He glanced up at Brook Lopez, who seemed a little confused, as if he didn't understand what was going on. So, he kindly reminded him: "You have been detained."

drop!

Stanford requested a timeout, and the point difference had reached 20 points, and there was no possibility of recovering the score.

Brook Lopez, who heard the whistle, walked back to the bench with a livid face, and his younger brother also had an ugly face.

Tonight, the two brothers who were born on the same day and month in the same year met the same fate: they were picked up by the same little man!

Moreover, their NCAA career also came to an end in that ridiculous dunk.

Next, they have to prepare for this year's draft. They have to run a few more training camps and play more eye-catching performances in trials. Only in this way can the bad picture of tonight be erased.

...

When the puppy returned to the bench, he was patted on the head by Ben Howlander. He squeezed Snoopy's head vigorously: "I really want to knock it open to see what's inside?"

"If you can put it back, I don't mind if you experiment with Russell's head first." The puppy joked with a smile.

The atmosphere on the bench became more cheerful because Stanford had surrendered, and the next thing to do was to put the substitute on the field, and then Mr. Ben Holland was ready to smile the most appropriately when the referee blew the whistle for the end of the game. After that, he walked to the midfield to complete a courtesy handshake with Coach Billy of Stanford University.

Then...the top eight teams!

"I got 19 points, 8 assists and 7 rebounds tonight."

Westbrook discussed advanced mathematical problems there again.

This makes the puppy want to stuff all his data to him: Don't you want a triple-double? Give you all.

Of course, this is impossible, the rules will not allow his generosity. So he went to the end of the bench and sat down.

At this moment, Edward, an independent scout, got behind the bench and told Snoopy: "You played very well tonight. The general manager of San Antonio sent a text message to congratulate you."

His expression looked very excited.

The puppy smiled and said, "Why do I feel that you are more like an agent than an independent scout?"

Edward spread his hands helplessly: "Actually, my dream is to become an agent. However, I have dyslexia, and I will never get an agent license."

Although this is a sad thing, the puppy couldn't help laughing: "No wonder you can only be an independent scout."

Edward showed eight helpless teeth, uglier than crying.

"Okay, Mr. Edward. Maybe you can fulfill your agent dream from me." The puppy suddenly became serious: "You know, I am a full scholarship recipient from Anderson School of Business, so I am a freshman I have already obtained all the licenses I can get, of course including the national agent license. However, now I lack an assistant agent who knows the NBA teams thoroughly, and I want him to help me deal with all non-text forms contacts and negotiations."

"Do you think you can do it?"

The puppy looked at the fat Mr. Edward seriously.

Edward only thought for 3 seconds, and his mouth quickly responded: "Of course, dear employer, I can meet all your requirements, and you can't find a better non-text negotiator than me .”

"OK. I will contact you after the game."

The puppy gave him a high-five and reminded him: "Maybe it's time for you to buy a suit. Your current appearance only reminds me of the owner of a hamburger shop."

drop! !

The whistle blew for a long time, and the game was finally over.

86:68.

When the little dog saw the final score, he had a whim: If these two numbers are folded in half from the middle, it will produce a perfect compound symmetry, which is really a wonderful score.

However, Stanford's players were not in the mood to appreciate this wonderful score.

Their season is over and they are going home. .

Fortunately, Satmento is not far from the San Francisco Bay Area.

...

When the puppy stood up and was about to leave, two groups of people came in front of him, one group was Michael Jordan who was guarded by bodyguards.

Yibo is a sideline reporter for ESPN.

"Hello, Snoopy. I'm Michael Jordan, would you like to chat with me?"

"Hi Snoopy, I'm Erin Andrews from ESPN and we'd like to interview you with a few questions."

The two extended invitations to Snoopy almost at the same time.

Then, under the watchful eyes of audiences across America.

The puppy smiled at the camera: "Okay, Miss Reporter, you can start your interview."

He put the basketball gods aside.

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