NBA: I Really Have No Talent

"Beep~!"

At the moment the whistle sounded, the basketball was thrown straight into the air by the referee. Ostertag, who was in charge of the jump ball, was very concentrated. He jumped up for the first time, with long arms, and took the first step to dial the basketball to his own half. The Jazz took the lead in the offensive. Jody dribbled the ball to beyond the three-point line and immediately looked to the position where Wang Pan was.

Suddenly accelerated at the bottom of the foot and quickly cut into the inside line along the bottom line. Mario Bennett, who was responsible for following the defense of Wang Pan, did not relax because he was a yellow race. He was very focused and followed quickly all the way. Body TIE was very JIN, but as soon as he rushed into the basket, Bennett, who wanted to keep following, was firmly blocked by Ostertag.

Almost at the same time, there was no need to look at the situation behind him at all. Wang Pan rushed out of the crowd, and Jody passed the ball at the right time.

"Slap~"

He stopped after catching the ball, bent his knees and jumped up, staring at the hoop with his eyes on the rim, the wrist was flipped, the basketball was quickly out of the fingertips, the shot was very fast, and Bennett, who was a few steps slower, chased him and the Suns players who made up his defenses. I can only watch Wang Pan complete his shot and watch the basketball steadily fall into the hoop.

"Huh~"

A mid-range shot was made and two points were taken lightly. Applause immediately broke out in the arena.

Even those audience fans who just learned about the content of the report just because of reading the content in the newspaper, or because of word of mouth, could not help applauding him.

quick!

allow!

ruthless!

handsome!

From running to catching and shooting the ball, the whole process is extremely concise and effective, which makes people shine.

Perceiving this situation, the white player in the audience waiting to see Wang Pan's joke had an ugly face, but he was a little surprised.

From the perspective of this ball, Wang Pan still seems to have something.

"Coincidence! It must be a coincidence!" The white player thought with an ugly expression.

Right now, he booed loudly, but he didn't arouse the echoes of the surrounding fans and spectators as before. Instead, they looked at them inexplicably.

After realizing that this person was booing Wang Pan, his words were still very unpleasant, and his eyes were very unkind.

His own player scored such a clean offense, this kid actually disappointed and assisted, I am afraid that he has not been beaten.

"Why are you looking at me like that?"

After swallowing the Kou water, the white player looked innocent: "You have read the report in the newspaper today. That guy is totally disrespectful to the game. He went shopping with his girlfriend until late at night, and he still got into the relationship. The team, the bastard who crowded out his teammates, shouldn't such a player boo?!"

Without waiting for a response from the surrounding people, there were bursts of exclamations in the arena again, attracting everyone's attention.

One by one couldn't take care of the fault-finding guys, and they all looked at the court again.

I saw that the Suns’ possession of the ball was cut off. Wang Pan seemed to be a loach, shuttled to various positions of the Suns halftime. Bennett, who was responsible for following him, was not good, not only was it difficult to follow. Yes, even more because the Jazz players will come forward to help pick-and-rolls from time to time.

There was still a little strength in his hands, which made him feel very uncomfortable.

When an opportunity appeared, Wang Pan received the pass for the first time, and the familiar shooting rhythm reappeared. After rehearsing countless actions, there was no need to deliberate action structure at this moment. Come out, fully stretch your body in the air, and after the jump has reached the highest point quickly, take a quick shot...

The basketball smashed into the basket with a clear spin in the air, bringing up bursts of nets.

"Huh~"

In the middle distance, Wang Pan confidently made a move to open QIANG, which aroused cheers from the audience.

One time can be said to be luck, and two easy hits are enough to explain a certain problem.

You say such a player is a team that enters through the back door?

Who really believes it!

You say that such a player doesn't respect the game and his state is not good?

Are you sure you have eyes!

Such a player suppressed a crayons player that they can't even name?

This is the honor of that guy!

The fans are such a reality!

Of course, if Wang Pan's next performance starts to break down, they will still be scolded.

Focusing back on the court, the Suns organized the offense. Bennett tried several times and found that he could not break through Wang Pan's defense. He was also unable to withstand the opponent in physical confrontation. After a few more attempts, he found that he didn't work. Had to raise his hand to pass the basketball to Michael Finley.

The latter took a few steps in receiving the ball, suddenly stopped and jumped, hit the center shot, scored two points, and stabilized the situation for the Suns.

In the process of returning to defense, he turned his head and glanced at Wang Pan's side.

"Is this in the beginning of the war?"

Wang Pan grinned: "I took it."

The three-point line received a pass from his teammate, Ostertag immediately helped with the pick-and-roll, and easily thrown off Bennett’s follow-up defense. Without marking, Wang Pan jumped up at one step inside the three-point line. Shot in hand.

"Huh~"

The basketball fell into the pocket, three out of three, a 100% hit rate, Wang Pan felt hot to the touch, and he played too easily.

I thought that when he was actually on the field, his opponents should give him far more defensive pressure than usual in training games, so he played very carefully, making sure that he completely thrown off the defense before catching the ball...

But in the actual game, he suddenly discovered that the opponent could not give him any defensive pressure, so he could just play like it did during the training game.

If it has always been this defensive intensity, he can easily score 40 points in this game.

As the game continued, Michael Finley seemed to have been reckless with Wang Pan and started to play singles frequently. Relying on his outstanding physical fitness and soft touch, he frequently shot and scored to help the Suns bite the score.

After realizing that his teammate Bennett could not limit Wang Pan's situation at all, he took the initiative to request a change of defense, but it was no different.

Even if Michael Finley’s defensive attitude is very positive and his physical fitness is also very good, but in the face of his excellent running ability off the ball, all his teammates are helping him pick and roll. Wang Pan still failed to give him any defensive pressure. Force, at most, is a matter of running back and forth before being thrown away.

Positioning!

Catch the ball!

Shoot!

Hit!

Wang Pan is like a robot with no emotions, constantly sending basketballs to the hoop, shooting extremely high.

Whenever the Suns began to chase and intercept him, or even double-teamed, Wang Pan was always able to pass the ball and assist his teammates to score open shots.

But more often, Wang Pan runs without the ball on his own. This stunt of Limbo's microsteps makes his position very erratic. After turning his opponents around, he catches the ball and shoots quickly. .

Gradually, Wang Pan almost forgot that it was a game, and began to enjoy the invigorating feeling of scoring wanton on the court.

20!

30 points!

40 marks!

Looking at Wang Pan, who saw the opponent's defense as nothing and slashed points frantically, the thousands of fans who arrived in the arena were all excited and cheered.

Today, they know that the team has one more rookie with a terrifying shot in the new season, excellent running position, and extremely calm play.

In response to the cheers of the fans and spectators, Wang Pan ran on the field to his heart's content. The whole person seemed to have infinite motivation. He liked this feeling, liked this kind of being noticed and supported by the public, The feeling of being loved by the public.

He likes this stadium, likes this...sport!

With this mentality, Wang Pan played more sharply on the court.

The white player in the auditorium who was going to watch his jokes had left the arena at some unknown time. Looking at the performance of the surrounding audience and fans, he knew that if he booed down, he would probably be beaten, and he didn’t want to watch Wang Pan. So out of the limelight, simply left!

Sitting in the first row, Selena was yelling in excitement. I have to admit that the current Wang Pan is really handsome, a sports boy, and so charming.

At the same time, in the VIP box, Karl Malone couldn't hide the smile on his mouth:

"You see, I didn't lie to you before, Wang is so good!"

"We admit that you have the credit."

John Stockton shook his head slightly. Some could not bear the act of asking for credit from his old partner. His mouth was merciless: "If you continue to laugh like this, the corners of your mouth are about to split. Let me stop. I don't want the new season to start, the team will have one more wounded."

"John, this mouth is really..." Karl Malone still didn't fully speak the words in the end.

He knows the black-bellied attribute of Stockton quite well, but he doesn't dare to mess around.

Tacitly stopped talking about this topic, the two pointed the finger at the intently staring at the field who is still scoring wildly. Wang Pan’s Jerry Sloan:

"Coach, what do you think of Wang?"

"Not bad." Jerry Sloan nodded.

Regarding this answer, the two were obviously not very satisfied, and immediately asked in unison:

"Is it just good?"

He took his gaze back from the field with a bit of reluctance, and Sloan looked at Karl Malone and Stockton: "He is still too young to watch a few games, and this game The defensive strength is not even half of that of the regular season. In fact, there is not much reference value..."

"But it has been able to prove Wang's potential, so both of us feel that he should be given more playing time in the new season. He is worthy of our focus on training." John Stockton said his own words, aside Karl Malone nodded in agreement.

Hearing this, Jerry Sloan frowned slightly, considering that Wang Pan is only 18 years old and his body has not yet matured into Yu. He only planned to give about 15 minutes of playing time in the new season, but he watched. In this game, Stockton was highly recommended by them again, and he was a little shaken...

"Let me think about it again."

"Okay~" The two nodded, and they didn't talk about the topic again.

Some things are forced to be too JIN, it will only have a counterproductive effect, after all, they are just players, Sloan is the team's head coach.

Turning his eyes to the field...

The game ended quickly. Wang Pan shot 36 terrifying shots in the game, hitting 27 of them, an astonishing 75% hit rate, 3 of 4 free throws, and 57 points in the game. There were also 7 assists, overwhelming Michael Finley, who scored 45 points efficiently, and led the team to win the game with an advantage of 8 points.

The debut battle was perfect!

They directly conquered the fans and audience who were present. From this moment on, they remembered the team's second-round rookie... Wang Pan!

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