Chapter 940 It's Just A Half-Court Shot (1 More)
Of course Zhou Yan didn't know that Lin Zijun had made a bet with Williams.
He only knew that in the second half, if he hadn't adjusted back, he was afraid that the first regular season game after his comeback would be at home.
"Boss, we all listen to you. In the second half, we'll kill that bastard Franco."
Harrington said firmly.
"It's enough to keep everyone healthy, and everyone will fight as usual."
Zhou Yan didn't say much. The Eagles will be in the fourth zone when they really exert their strength to reverse the decline.
At this point, there is no need to worry too much.
The third quarter also started after the whistle sounded.
Everyone's attention fell on Zhou Yan and Franco's matchup.
"This Franco is really tricky. He is specifically targeting Zhou Yan."
"I don't know how Popovich thought of it."
"It should be said that "643" did not know where to find such a person."
"In short, if Zhou Yan still doesn't make any changes in the second half, this game will be accounted for again."
Although everyone didn't want to admit it, it was obvious that Chavez and Zhou Yan didn't play well in this comeback match.
The fans at the scene kept looking at the technical statistics on their mobile phones, and they were all disappointed with Zhou Yan's performance.
In the first half, both scoring and assists were far below his level. "
"Forget it, true fans won't look at his stats in the first half of work. True fans always know that he likes to go crazy in the second half."
"I remember, many times, he didn't score a point in the first half, and scored 40 points in the second half!"
"In the first half, there were even those who didn't play, and in the second half they also scored forty plus!"
The fans looked at Zhou Yan's statistics in recent years, and immediately regained their confidence.
However, the wind direction on ESPN was all led by the navy.
Words such as Zhou Yan is not at the peak, simply don't need too much.
Seeing such remarks, anyone with a clear mind knows that it is definitely a sunspot.
As soon as the whistle sounded, Zhou Yan led the team back to the field.
In the second half, the initiator of the first attack was naturally Zhou Yan.
Starting from the backcourt, Lilango still double-teamed the whole court to prevent the rain.
After all, this trick paid off quite well in the first half.
The Spurs themselves are also a perfect team combining offense and defense.
What's more, they also have the wily Popovich.
All the members became even more excited.
Zhou Yan dribbled the ball with one hand, and the sound of the basketball hitting was like a heartbeat.
He lowered his body and changed the speed of his dribble.
He always reminded himself to be more focused, to observe Franco's movements and intentions.
After dribbling the ball across the center line, the players of one's own side will run more frequently.
Several times, opportunities arose.
But even so, Zhou Yan didn't pass the basketball out in time.
Because, he discovered that Franco's field of vision seemed to be wider than he imagined!
Even when he was facing himself, and was moved to a position two steps ahead of the center line by himself, his field of vision seemed to be able to cover even his back!
"Hawkeye."
Zhou Yan meditated in his heart, and he was sure that Franco's defensive ability came from the tyrannical Hawkeye.
The so-called eagle eye is the ability to allow people to get a wider field of vision on the court.
Like a falcon, soar in the sky!
The entire sky is in his field of vision.
And Franco in front of him gave people such a feeling.
What makes Zhou Yan even more curious is that Franco's defensive concentration is also the strongest defender he has ever seen, ranking first.
No matter what small action he makes, Franco will use his predictive ability to deduce it.
Zhou Yan's pupils shrunk, and suddenly, he accelerated his dribbling speed!
Over the entire venue, there was a constant sound like a thunderstorm.
The louder the sound, the stronger Zhou Yan's strength was.
"Great dribble."
"I don't know what Zhou Yan is thinking. There were several times just now. They were all excellent opportunities. If they can be passed out, they should be able to help teammates score."
"It would be strange if he could spread the word. Didn't you realize that that guy is like a ghost, haunting him."
"As long as you don't get rid of Franco, there is no possibility of scoring."
Speaking of this, everyone's attention fell on Zhou Yan again.
At this moment, Zhou Yan's dribbling speed has reached an extremely exaggerated level...
Even if it is a camera, it can only get afterimages.
Franco's eyes, like a robot, didn't even blink at all. Seeing that there were four seconds left in the twenty-four seconds, Zhou Yan was still not ready to pass or shoot!
"Going to make a mistake!"
"Still shooting?"
"Four seconds, three seconds..."
Everyone's hearts were beating wildly, and all Zhou Yan's fans stood up from their seats.
At the moment with two seconds left, Zhou Yan leaped high, made a three-pointer and landed with a knife. With a swipe, the basketball leaped high and fell directly into the basket!
"nice shot!"
"The ultra-distance three-pointer is about to start working hard!"
"The rhythm of dominating the game is coming!"
"I can feel that just now Franco seems to have lost his defensive rhythm. I don't know why!"
"Is it because Zhou Yan's dribbling speed is so fast that even he doesn't know what Zhou Yan's next move is going to be?"
Everyone speculated that, as a fan of Zhou Yan, it was extremely lucky to see Zhou Yan hit a long-distance shot.
"The horn of counterattack is sounding!"
"Just wait and see, the familiar Zhou Yan is coming back!"
While everyone was talking, Zhou Yan was on the defensive end, actively requesting to defend Flamingo!
"Come on, come on, Zhou Yan will take revenge, I'm afraid Franco will be blown away in this episode!"
"It must be like this. If Zhou Yan is angered, there is only one end!"
While everyone was talking, 0.4 Zhou Yan almost broke the ball from Franco's hands.
Franco turned around halfway and passed the ball perfectly to Yaodao.
Chavez raised his hands high, and Qiqi blocked Yaodao's shot.
Yaodao has no chance, so he can only transfer the ball to the inside.
But just as the basketball was shot, Zhou Yan appeared on the passing line at some point, turned around and grabbed the basketball with one hand!
"broken!"
"Good shot!"
"This interpretation ability is completely different from the first half!"
"Why don't you play fast break!"
At the moment when everyone was curious, Zhou Yan was in the opponent's three-point boundary position, jumping high!
"I rely on!"
"This, what kind of ultra-distance three-pointer is this!"
"No, no!".