NOVEL WEB NBA: Opening breaks record
Chapter 1 Nether Ghost Claw
Chapter 1 Nether Ghost Claw
Tennessee, Memphis, FedEx Arena.
Grizzlies fans bouncing and waving light blue towels.
On the bench, Meng Hua pricked up his ears nervously, for fear of missing the sound of the coach telling him to play.
The team is far ahead of the visiting Thunder 113-62.
From the beginning of the third quarter, the game is garbage time.
Players who did not enter the regular rotation also played all over.
except him!
Called into the Grizzlies from the Development League, he once thought that spring flowers would bloom.
But the ten-day short-term work was coming to an end, and he didn't even get to play once.
Even this kind of garbage time.
Is he a garbage player who can't play garbage time?
At the start of the fourth quarter, coach Jenkins still didn't call his name, and his heart sank suddenly.
He was given up.
Alas, maybe it was a mistake to choose to go to the Development League in the first place.
With his strength, if he plays in the CBA, he will not necessarily be No. 1, at least his annual salary will not be so shabby.
Give it a go, the bike turns into a motorcycle.
He wants to play in the NBA, so he is willing to guard the drinking fountains.
It turns out that it hurts so much to be rejected, if I knew he wouldn't let those blonde beauties suffer.
On the field, teammate Pons was overexcited and accidentally sprained his ankle.
Jenkins looked at the bench, and his eyes stopped on Meng Hua at the end.
"Then who..." He scratched his head, but couldn't remember his name.
Meng Hua's heart was beating wildly, are you calling me?
"That Oriental, you go on stage."
"Yes." Meng Hua's ass seemed to be stabbed by something, ejected from the seat, and ran into the arena.
He waited for this moment, too long.
Today is the last day of the contract, he was able to fully demonstrate himself on the court, and he also accepted being eliminated.
At this moment, a cold voice came.
[When the host is detected, whether to activate the super star system. 】
He looked around, then looked at the sky above the arena, subconsciously replied in his mind: "Activate."
The voice prompts again.
[Activate the superstar system and automatically sign in successfully. 】
[Reward for sign-in: a ghost claw experience card, which will be activated immediately and lasts for 10 minutes. 】
[Seven games after activating the system, an experience card will be automatically presented. 】
[The novice protection period is seven days, and the functions of the host are increased by 20%. 】
Ghost Claw?
20% increase in performance?
Vertical jump of 1 meter per second becomes 1 meter 2, so strong!
His heart was pounding, and he was full of anticipation for the next garbage time.
If that's the case, I'm afraid there will be no contract.
The Grizzlies attacked, and Meng Hua mentioned going online to cover his teammates.
Konchal moved a step and hit a three-pointer. Tonight's basket is like the sea.
In the frontcourt of the Thunder, Watson glanced at Meng Hua, who was half a head shorter than himself. After throwing the ball to his teammates, he slipped to the bottom line, got stuck outside the penalty area, and reached out for the ball.
Compared with Meng Hua, he has advantages in height and weight, and inside singles is the best choice.
Watson received the ball, crossed the ball with his right hand, and made a beautiful left turn. His strong body firmly blocked Meng Hua, and he raised his arm to hit the board.
Like a ghost, Meng Hua circled the enemy's thick back with his long hands and cut to the ball.
"Snapped."
A clean tackle.
The most incredible thing is that the ball was still controlled by him.
Looking around, his teammates were already coming down, but the Thunder also quickly retreated.
To be on the safe side, he passed the ball to the nearest Culver, and then also joined the fast break.
The frontcourt quickly formed a three-on-two situation.
Culver sprinted with the ball in his hand, advanced at high speed, and reached a 45-degree angle from the three-point line in a few steps. He faked a real pass and hit the ground to Conchar.
Konchal passed back to Meng Hua who was plugging in the back row.
Meng Hua didn't look at the pass, and hit the ground to Culver who ran back.
Culver reciprocated, and passed it on to Meng Hua.
Meng Hua took off from the basket and scored a dunk.
This ball is a three-line fast break, and the passing route is smart and free, which can be called a textbook.
The on-site DJ was quite knowledgeable and tried his best to create an atmosphere.
The fans were completely boiling, dancing with towels in their hands, and the arena turned into a blue ocean.
This kind of overwhelming home atmosphere usually only appears in the highly competitive playoffs.
All this is because of Meng Hua's beautiful steal.
The Thunder attacked, and Watson hung to Muscala under the basket.
With Adams off the court, he was guarded by second-year rookie Tilly.
Muscala was overjoyed and was going to eat dumplings, which were better than dumplings.
He pouted his butt, turned around and patted the ball, ready to crush it into it.
A figure, chasing after the wind, has come to him, stretched out his hand from bottom to top, and the ball was lifted to the other side of the penalty area.
In the chaos, Konchal picked up the ball, accelerated and accelerated again, and when he was outside the three-point line, he pulled out.
Swish!
Unreasonable three points.
Kong Chaer turned his head and saw clearly that the man just now was Meng Hua.
Applaud him and give him a thumbs up, you boy, chicken thief.
On the other side of the ocean, Tencent Studio.
Su Qun and Wang Meng are analyzing the lineups of the two teams.
Their discussion has nothing to do with today's game.
It was garbage time early, and the Thunder coach gave up, so what else did they analyze.
After Wang Meng analyzed the ambitions of Lei Ting's deputy squad leader this season, he looked up at the score and said in surprise: "It's opened again, and it's all 60 points."
Su Qun smiled and said: "I just checked, and the largest point difference in history is 68 points. If the Thunder continue to do this, they will be used as the background board."
"It's a pity that Meng Hua didn't play, or else I'll make a record." Wang Meng laughed, looked at the screen, and said pleasantly, "Hey, when did Meng Hua play?"
At the beginning of the fourth quarter, Jenkins didn't send Meng Hua to play. They had given up hope and didn't want to have an easter egg.
Su Qun glanced at the statistics: "Not bad, 2 points and 2 steals."
Wang Meng said: "I hope that Meng Hua will perform well and win the next contract, even if it is for ten days."
When the domestic players came on the field, the two were refreshed, and they obviously talked more.
On the field, Thunder Watson was attacking. He had just singled inside and was picked up by Meng Hua, planning to get it back on the outside.
Every industry has a chain of contempt.
Although Watson is not the main force, he is also in the regular rotation of the Thunder.
Broken one by the day player, he had to respond.
He dribbled the ball dazzledly, crossing the ball, dribbling under the crotch, and dribbling behind the back. His eyes were full of provocation: If you have the ability, don't sneak attack, and kill me from the front.
Meng Hua lowered his focus and quietly watched him direct and act.
Seeing that he didn't dare to reach out, Watson put down his guard and dribbled the ball under his crotch, ready to break through.
Meng Hua made a move.
This is a pair of hands full of wisdom, speed, strength and courage.
Now this hand moved towards Watson's crotch extremely quickly.
Watson suddenly felt a gust of wind, and phantoms were attacking his ball, and he didn't know which one to protect in a hurry.
Ball, who was playing against Jordan, suddenly felt itchy ears.
The ball was pulled vigorously by Meng Hua and quickly rolled to the sideline.
Meng Hua stepped on the Hot Wheels, saved the ball before going out of bounds, and passed it to Konchar.
Conchar made a breakthrough, and the opposing player knew his shame and was brave, pressing harder and harder.
Konchar returned to Meng Hua.
Meng Hua just ran to the three-point line.
He raised his hand to shoot, and the defensive player rushed forward with his teeth and claws.
After feinting a shot, Meng Hua took a step to the right.
Bend your knees!
Raise your hand!
Pull the ball!
Resolutely shoot three-pointers.
The ball draws a wonderful arc in the air.
Swish!
The three points of the needle.
The new book has been signed, I hope everyone turns around and votes, support the little one a lot, thank you all~~~
(End of this chapter)
Tennessee, Memphis, FedEx Arena.
Grizzlies fans bouncing and waving light blue towels.
On the bench, Meng Hua pricked up his ears nervously, for fear of missing the sound of the coach telling him to play.
The team is far ahead of the visiting Thunder 113-62.
From the beginning of the third quarter, the game is garbage time.
Players who did not enter the regular rotation also played all over.
except him!
Called into the Grizzlies from the Development League, he once thought that spring flowers would bloom.
But the ten-day short-term work was coming to an end, and he didn't even get to play once.
Even this kind of garbage time.
Is he a garbage player who can't play garbage time?
At the start of the fourth quarter, coach Jenkins still didn't call his name, and his heart sank suddenly.
He was given up.
Alas, maybe it was a mistake to choose to go to the Development League in the first place.
With his strength, if he plays in the CBA, he will not necessarily be No. 1, at least his annual salary will not be so shabby.
Give it a go, the bike turns into a motorcycle.
He wants to play in the NBA, so he is willing to guard the drinking fountains.
It turns out that it hurts so much to be rejected, if I knew he wouldn't let those blonde beauties suffer.
On the field, teammate Pons was overexcited and accidentally sprained his ankle.
Jenkins looked at the bench, and his eyes stopped on Meng Hua at the end.
"Then who..." He scratched his head, but couldn't remember his name.
Meng Hua's heart was beating wildly, are you calling me?
"That Oriental, you go on stage."
"Yes." Meng Hua's ass seemed to be stabbed by something, ejected from the seat, and ran into the arena.
He waited for this moment, too long.
Today is the last day of the contract, he was able to fully demonstrate himself on the court, and he also accepted being eliminated.
At this moment, a cold voice came.
[When the host is detected, whether to activate the super star system. 】
He looked around, then looked at the sky above the arena, subconsciously replied in his mind: "Activate."
The voice prompts again.
[Activate the superstar system and automatically sign in successfully. 】
[Reward for sign-in: a ghost claw experience card, which will be activated immediately and lasts for 10 minutes. 】
[Seven games after activating the system, an experience card will be automatically presented. 】
[The novice protection period is seven days, and the functions of the host are increased by 20%. 】
Ghost Claw?
20% increase in performance?
Vertical jump of 1 meter per second becomes 1 meter 2, so strong!
His heart was pounding, and he was full of anticipation for the next garbage time.
If that's the case, I'm afraid there will be no contract.
The Grizzlies attacked, and Meng Hua mentioned going online to cover his teammates.
Konchal moved a step and hit a three-pointer. Tonight's basket is like the sea.
In the frontcourt of the Thunder, Watson glanced at Meng Hua, who was half a head shorter than himself. After throwing the ball to his teammates, he slipped to the bottom line, got stuck outside the penalty area, and reached out for the ball.
Compared with Meng Hua, he has advantages in height and weight, and inside singles is the best choice.
Watson received the ball, crossed the ball with his right hand, and made a beautiful left turn. His strong body firmly blocked Meng Hua, and he raised his arm to hit the board.
Like a ghost, Meng Hua circled the enemy's thick back with his long hands and cut to the ball.
"Snapped."
A clean tackle.
The most incredible thing is that the ball was still controlled by him.
Looking around, his teammates were already coming down, but the Thunder also quickly retreated.
To be on the safe side, he passed the ball to the nearest Culver, and then also joined the fast break.
The frontcourt quickly formed a three-on-two situation.
Culver sprinted with the ball in his hand, advanced at high speed, and reached a 45-degree angle from the three-point line in a few steps. He faked a real pass and hit the ground to Conchar.
Konchal passed back to Meng Hua who was plugging in the back row.
Meng Hua didn't look at the pass, and hit the ground to Culver who ran back.
Culver reciprocated, and passed it on to Meng Hua.
Meng Hua took off from the basket and scored a dunk.
This ball is a three-line fast break, and the passing route is smart and free, which can be called a textbook.
The on-site DJ was quite knowledgeable and tried his best to create an atmosphere.
The fans were completely boiling, dancing with towels in their hands, and the arena turned into a blue ocean.
This kind of overwhelming home atmosphere usually only appears in the highly competitive playoffs.
All this is because of Meng Hua's beautiful steal.
The Thunder attacked, and Watson hung to Muscala under the basket.
With Adams off the court, he was guarded by second-year rookie Tilly.
Muscala was overjoyed and was going to eat dumplings, which were better than dumplings.
He pouted his butt, turned around and patted the ball, ready to crush it into it.
A figure, chasing after the wind, has come to him, stretched out his hand from bottom to top, and the ball was lifted to the other side of the penalty area.
In the chaos, Konchal picked up the ball, accelerated and accelerated again, and when he was outside the three-point line, he pulled out.
Swish!
Unreasonable three points.
Kong Chaer turned his head and saw clearly that the man just now was Meng Hua.
Applaud him and give him a thumbs up, you boy, chicken thief.
On the other side of the ocean, Tencent Studio.
Su Qun and Wang Meng are analyzing the lineups of the two teams.
Their discussion has nothing to do with today's game.
It was garbage time early, and the Thunder coach gave up, so what else did they analyze.
After Wang Meng analyzed the ambitions of Lei Ting's deputy squad leader this season, he looked up at the score and said in surprise: "It's opened again, and it's all 60 points."
Su Qun smiled and said: "I just checked, and the largest point difference in history is 68 points. If the Thunder continue to do this, they will be used as the background board."
"It's a pity that Meng Hua didn't play, or else I'll make a record." Wang Meng laughed, looked at the screen, and said pleasantly, "Hey, when did Meng Hua play?"
At the beginning of the fourth quarter, Jenkins didn't send Meng Hua to play. They had given up hope and didn't want to have an easter egg.
Su Qun glanced at the statistics: "Not bad, 2 points and 2 steals."
Wang Meng said: "I hope that Meng Hua will perform well and win the next contract, even if it is for ten days."
When the domestic players came on the field, the two were refreshed, and they obviously talked more.
On the field, Thunder Watson was attacking. He had just singled inside and was picked up by Meng Hua, planning to get it back on the outside.
Every industry has a chain of contempt.
Although Watson is not the main force, he is also in the regular rotation of the Thunder.
Broken one by the day player, he had to respond.
He dribbled the ball dazzledly, crossing the ball, dribbling under the crotch, and dribbling behind the back. His eyes were full of provocation: If you have the ability, don't sneak attack, and kill me from the front.
Meng Hua lowered his focus and quietly watched him direct and act.
Seeing that he didn't dare to reach out, Watson put down his guard and dribbled the ball under his crotch, ready to break through.
Meng Hua made a move.
This is a pair of hands full of wisdom, speed, strength and courage.
Now this hand moved towards Watson's crotch extremely quickly.
Watson suddenly felt a gust of wind, and phantoms were attacking his ball, and he didn't know which one to protect in a hurry.
Ball, who was playing against Jordan, suddenly felt itchy ears.
The ball was pulled vigorously by Meng Hua and quickly rolled to the sideline.
Meng Hua stepped on the Hot Wheels, saved the ball before going out of bounds, and passed it to Konchar.
Conchar made a breakthrough, and the opposing player knew his shame and was brave, pressing harder and harder.
Konchar returned to Meng Hua.
Meng Hua just ran to the three-point line.
He raised his hand to shoot, and the defensive player rushed forward with his teeth and claws.
After feinting a shot, Meng Hua took a step to the right.
Bend your knees!
Raise your hand!
Pull the ball!
Resolutely shoot three-pointers.
The ball draws a wonderful arc in the air.
Swish!
The three points of the needle.
The new book has been signed, I hope everyone turns around and votes, support the little one a lot, thank you all~~~
(End of this chapter)
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