The yellow storm in the NBA

At this moment, the Rockets' home court was filled with excitement. The fans were shouting and cursing loudly. Obviously, they knew what kind of character Bowen was.

When they saw Quan Xiao falling to the ground, the Rockets players on the court immediately gathered around him, and Yao Ming even asked in an anxious tone:

"Quan Xiao, where do you feel pain? Are you injured?"

"I'm fine, I'm not injured. Don't worry, everyone." Quan Xiao replied in English.

Hearing Quan Xiao's answer, everyone felt a little relieved. At this time, the team doctor also arrived. After checking and confirming that Quan Xiao was really fine, everyone was really relieved.

At this time, the Rockets thought of troubling Bowen, but when they saw Bowen wailing on the side and seemed to be seriously injured, they didn't know if they should continue to trouble him because they didn't know if he was pretending.

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"Brother Yao, he's really injured. I stepped on his toe and I guess it broke it. Now go to the referee and protest. We can't guard against the Spurs so easily." Quan Xiao said in Chinese to Yao Ming's ear.

"Good boy! How did you do that? You were not injured and you let him suffer the consequences. I guess many outside players want to learn from your experience." Yao Ming teased and got up to go to the referee to put pressure.

Seeing that there was no further conflict between the two teams, the referee immediately went to the technical station to watch the replay. They wanted to confirm and then give a penalty.

Bowen was also helped down by the Spurs players. Quan Xiao's 105 kilogram weight and the force of his fall caused unbearable pain from the toes of his right foot being stepped on. What's worse is that he didn't know whether he had a fracture or not, no matter what the situation was.

, at least this game cannot be sustained.

But what made him even more frustrated was that Quan Xiao was okay, but he was injured. It was really a waste of money, and he lost his army even if he lost his wife.

Popovich was also very upset at this time, and scolded Bowen in his heart. You said you would really kill your opponent, but now your opponent is fine and you are in trouble. What's the matter?

After repeatedly watching the replays several times, the referee finally determined that Bowen stepped on the ball intentionally. This was actually easy to determine because Bowen's actions were too obvious. Therefore, Bowen was also charged with a second-level flagrant foul and was ejected.

The Rockets got two free throws.

When the referee made the penalty, Popovich was still chattering non-stop. He seemed to think that the referee's penalty was too harsh. The referee did not tolerate him and gave him a technical foul.

Fans judge

The referee cheered loudly for the penalty, which was obviously a boo. They were relieved when they saw that Quan Xiao was not injured, and at the same time they started to mock the Spurs.

Quan Xiao made all three free throws steadily. Obviously what just happened had no impact on him. When Ginobili came to defend him, he was still in the mood to turn on the taunting mode:

"Manu, your teammate was killed by me. He was so useless. Do you want to be the next one? I know your team has dirty genes. I believe you will not only use diving.

Why don't you give me a try, maybe you'll succeed?"

"Rookie, don't be too arrogant!" Ginobili said angrily.

"Am I being arrogant? I don't think so. I'm just telling the truth. Is your team very clean? You don't know how many stars have fallen into your hands?" Quan Xiao continued to use that disdainful tone.

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Ginobili snorted and stopped talking. He was afraid that if he continued to speak, the rookie would be so angry that he would attack him directly. Although he probably couldn't beat him, this rookie was really hateful and his mouth was too poisonous.

Ginobili didn't say anything, but Quan Xiao didn't stop talking. He didn't intend to let the Spurs go so easily. Even if the person facing him wasn't Bowen, he wasn't a good bird either.

"You don't want to be next? It doesn't matter. Just tell Bowen for me and tell him to continue next time. I'll be waiting for him! Waiting for his next move. I will give you the opportunity and I will give it to him. It's up to you.

It’s up to you whether it works or not.”

Quan Xiao kept talking, using verbal stimulation to influence Ginobili, but his other actions were not affected at all. He swayed with a fake move and then jumped up and shot a three-pointer.

"Why didn't you come over to step in? It was such a great opportunity just now! If it was Bowen, he would definitely have seized it. I really gave you the opportunity but you didn't use it!" When Quan Xiao landed, he stepped back and said to Ginobili,

And the three-pointers he shot were also accurate.

"Rookie, take a rest. You're tired from talking so much." Seeing the veins popping up on Ginobili's forehead, the referee kindly advised Quan Xiao.

"Okay, Mr. Referee, thank you for the reminder." Quan Xiao also gave up as soon as it was good, and seeing Ginobili like that really didn't give him any sense of accomplishment.

In the next game, Quan Xiao really showed respect to the referee. He didn't say any more rubbish and finished the game quietly.

In fact, he himself is not a person who likes to attack opponents with trash talk, but today's Spurs team annoyed him, so he took the opportunity to complain. Normally, he really wouldn't do it on the court.

In the end, the Rockets won the game at home 98:85. Quan Xiao only scored 28 points, 7 rebounds, 8 assists, 4 steals and 4 blocks in this game. The other 5 turnovers were also the first time. His mistakes in previous games were

The data did not exceed three times, and the Spurs caused him a lot of trouble in this game.

"Quan, do you think Bowen deliberately stepped on you?"

"The referee's decision has already given a clear answer to this question, so I don't want to say anything more here."

"How did you feel the Spurs defended you today?"

"I think their defense was very good, and it really caused me a lot of trouble, and even caused me a psychological shadow. Their defense was so terrible, I will have to find a psychiatrist for guidance later, otherwise

It might leave me psychologically scarred."

"You mean the Spurs' defense is dirty and violent?"

"No, I didn't say that. That's not what I meant. Don't misinterpret my words." Quan Xiao quickly denied it three times.

"So, what do you think of Bowen as a player?"

"An excellent defensive player, a smart defender with many defensive skills and methods, a role player who listens to the coach very much and puts victory first."

"If you had the right to vote, would you vote for him for the All-Defensive Team?"

"No, I won't vote for him! Because he doesn't deserve it! I will vote for my teammate Sean, Artest of the Kings, Kirilenko of the Jazz, Kobe of the Lakers, and Pullin of the Pistons.

Steve, the Grizzlies' Tony Allen, etc., they are the real defensive masters, Bowen is not, at least in my eyes he is not worthy of the best defensive team."

After answering a few more questions, the post-match press conference finally ended. Quan Xiao drove home immediately. After two consecutive games, he was a bit exhausted. At this moment, he just wanted to go back and lie down in bed and take a nap.

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As for the Spurs, their press conference ended hastily. Bowen’s test results have not yet come out, and they don’t know what kind of penalties the league will impose after the game. Plus, after losing the game, they have no time to deal with the press conference, so they ended up hastily.

End and leave.