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Stevenson did not reply but stared at Lin Sen.

Although he was not guarding the rookie in the first quarter, he knew that Lin Sen was indeed difficult to deal with, but he believed that with Arenas and Butler in front of him, he would be able to guard the rookie in front of him.

Not giving Lin Sen space and constantly hitting him with his body, this is what Stevenson did.

It's a pity that Lin Sen didn't intend to fight with him at all. Even under Stevenson's continuous collision, Lin Sen continued to dribble behind his back.

"What a crazy guy. Wood's dribbling ability is really terrible. In this situation, he is still dribbling behind his back. I feel like I'm on the streets of Rock." Bill Walton said looking at Lin Sen holding the ball outside the three-point line.

Stevenson was also very surprised by Lin Sen's dribbling ability. Just when he wanted to increase his dribbling ability, Lin Sen's left shoulder swayed to the right.

Stevenson's instinct told him that this rookie was about to take action, and he moved closer again, eager to press himself against Lin Sen.

But such a close distance is an excellent breakthrough opportunity for Lin Sen.

Lin Sen's body is thin but his strength is not bad.

Bang!

He hit Stevenson with the left side of his body. Even though Stevenson weighed 100 kilograms, he paused under the sudden impact, and this pause gave Lin Sen the best chance.

Stevenson had no time to curse and immediately turned around to pursue him, but was blocked by a body.

"Wood hits the inside line!"

Looking at Brandon Haywood on the inside, Lin Sen's speed has not slowed down.

Looking at Lin Sen rushing towards him, Heywood moved his steps.

"Take action?"

Haywood looked at Lin Sen in surprise as he threw the ball. Lin Sen threw the ball before he even took off.

Subconsciously, Haywood jumped up, but his hand was still far away from the ball in the air.

"It's a pass!" Haywood was shocked when he saw Garnett cutting quickly from the free throw line. At this moment, he had jumped up, and Garnett also rushed over. It was almost impossible to defend Garnett.

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And not only will it not have an impact on Garnett, it may also become a background for Garnett.

Just as Haywood thought, he became Garnett's backdrop.

Still almost two meters away from the reasonable collision zone, Garnett soared into the air with his arms relaxed.

Garnett, who has great physical fitness, met the ball that bounced off the backboard with both hands.

Bang!

Garnett collided with the falling Haywood, and Haywood was immediately knocked to the ground. He staggered and hit the basket before stopping, while Garnett hung his hands on the basket and enjoyed the audience.

's gaze.

"I knew you could do it!" Lin Sen stretched out his fist and bumped it with Garnett's.

Hoffman in the commentary box seemed to see another pair of internal and external super partners rising: "I didn't expect Wood to pass the ball, and it was a rebound pass. I didn't see him communicating with KG.

Obviously this is their tacit understanding, this is the third official game of their cooperation, this kind of tacit understanding is too scary for other teams."

Bill Walton next to Hoffman nodded: "Yes, it seems like they have been cooperating for a long time. KG acts as a screen for Wood to break through. He can choose to attack the basket directly or pass back to the outside. KG

You can choose to receive the ball in the high post or go down. This pick-and-roll tactic seems simple but has a great effect, and KG will play more easily. If Minnesota can equip some outstanding role players, then we can definitely look forward to the future."

"It's so handsome. Wood's pass just now was so cool." A white female fan looked at the court and ran to the backcourt with Garnett, tears filled with longing.

A black female fan next to her then said: "Yeah, it's so charming. It's a pity that I'm not good-looking. He will definitely look down on me."

"You are better than me. Look at your figure. At least your figure is sexy. If he doesn't like to turn on the light, maybe you still have a chance, but I can't. I have nothing." Another white female fan said.

"Linda, you can try it. Why don't you give him a small note after the game or during halftime?" said the first white female fan to speak.

At this time, all three people's eyes were turned to the woman named Linda.

"Definitely not, I was stuffed once last year..."

The positions of these female fans were right behind the media area, and all the discussions of these female fans fell into Teresa Palmer's ears.

"It's terrible." Teresa Palmer said with a frown, and her eyes changed when she looked at Lin Sen on the field.

But it's not a good impression, but a bit of hatred, as if Lin Sen is a man who specializes in tricking women into sleeping with him.

"Rookie, you have the talent to rely on cover." Stevenson said viciously.

Lin Sen looked at Stevenson in front of him: "Why?"

Stevenson was speechless for a moment. Lin Sen did not intend to fight with him. Lin Sen's defensive target was Arenas.

Looking at Arenas dribbling the ball past half court, Lin Sen stood at the three-point line and waited for Arenas to arrive.

Arenas watched Lin Sen in front of him slowly dribbling the ball.

Lin Sen did not dare to attack casually, he opened his arms to expand his defensive area, and his eyes fell on Arenas' shoulders.

Arenas' rhythm became faster and faster, two cross steps in a row, and when Lin Sen was unmoved, he suddenly made a probing step.

Lin Sen retreated back, but raised his right hand to cover Arenas in front of Arenas to prevent Arenas from shooting.

At this time, Arenas pulled back, and the ball was passed back from his crotch. He jumped up directly in front of Lin Sen.

Lin Sen jumped up immediately, but because of his retreat, he could only reach his hand in front of Arenas as much as possible, trying to interfere with Arenas' shooting sight.

Looking at Arenas throwing the ball and the confidence exuding from him, Lin Sen knew that his defense was likely to fail this time.

Without waiting for a goal, Arenas raised his hand high to sign for a three-point goal.

As the basketball passed through the net, the entire MIC Center went crazy again.

Listening to the MVP's voice ringing through the MIC Center again, Lin Sen shrugged helplessly. For the first time, he felt that his defense was so bad.

"Rookie, your defense is like the membrane of the woman I fucked last night. It can be broken with just one poke." Stevenson stepped forward.

"Can you pierce a woman's membrane?" Garnett said before Lin Sen could reply, his eyes fixed on Stevenson's lower body.

"It's incredible."

Lin Sen turned his head and looked at Garnett with a surprised expression.

Stevenson wanted to punch Linson, but when he saw Garnett standing by, he could only say: "I'll show you later." He ran to the backcourt in dejection.

Just after Lin Sen dribbled the ball past half-court, Stevenson came over and kept mumbling.

"Deshawn's defense was very active this time, and Wood just passed halftime." Hoffman said looking at Stevenson who was actively defending.

Looking at Stevenson pressing towards him, Lin Sen's eyes suddenly glanced at Stevenson's legs, and a smile flashed at the corner of his mouth.

In Stevenson's eyes, this smile was a treacherous smile, and his instinct told him that this rookie must have some bad idea.

Stevenson made up his mind to force Lin Sen, a rookie, in the center circle, and then obediently passed the ball out.

However, Lin Sen accelerated directly towards him, which made Stevenson immediately open his arms, spread his legs and squat slightly, looking like he was facing a formidable enemy.

Lin Sen never expected that someone would give him a pillow when he fell asleep. Originally it was just an idea, but now he was given the opportunity to realize it.

There was no slowdown. From Stevenson's perspective, Linson was a lunatic and he was ready to commit an offensive foul.

Snapped!

Push the ball with your right hand.

Bah!

The sneakers rubbed against the floor harshly, and Stevenson watched helplessly as Lin Sen turned around in front of him.

"Where's the ball?"

While Stevenson was still looking for the ball, Lin Sen, who had completed his turn, had already left him behind.

An emergency stop, taking off from outside the three-point line, Lin Sen threw the ball.

The basketball drew a perfect arc in the center of the MIC and then fell into the basket.

Lin Sen raised his right hand high to sign for a three-point goal and walked backwards in the face of the boos.

Passing by Stevenson, Lin Fei smiled: "You really gave me a good look!"

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[This is the third update. Where are the tickets and collections? I have worked hard and hope to be encouraged. Thank you for the unscrupulous reward! Wow, I really hate the feeling of being pressured over my head...]