The 22-year-old Yang Di surpassed too many historical places in the same period.

This year, he learned to shoot in the low post, turn around and shoot backwards, small hooks in the restricted area, and it is no exaggeration to say that in addition to the middle distance and three points, Yang Di in the paint area is almost incomprehensible.

It's no exaggeration to say that he's the most wanted player in the entire league by any other team.

The funny thing is that the former Heat and Lakers, Miami and Los Angeles have all abandoned Yang Di, the glory they originally had at their fingertips.

And now, Yang Di is coming back, back to Miami, the place where his dream once began.

Fans throughout Miami have all kinds of feelings in their hearts.

The G3 battle, June 13, is a key battle related to whether the Miami Heat can still retain the suspense of winning in this series, and if they lose, they will basically say goodbye to the whole season.

The Miami Herald specifically noted that the entire Heat army is very confident.

"If the Warriors can win us two games at home, we can win them three games at home, and the series doesn't have a moment where hope is lost, here, anything is possible, the Heat have their energy, and we're going to unleash that energy," Wade said in an interview. ”

Both teams were naturally unconvinced, and fans were the first to start a battle on the Internet.

The whole Warriors team flew to Miami, looking at the familiar scenery outside the window, Yang Di couldn't help but clench his fists.

"This place ......"

A hint of discoloration flashed in his eyes, back then, in Miami, he was treated extremely harshly, compared to today's enthusiastic San Francisco, it was a day and a day.

The so-called fate meeting, what causes are planted, what results are produced, he believes that it must be God's arrangement that allows him to return here, and it is a competition like the finals to prove himself.

If it hadn't been for the conflict with Brian Grant, maybe he would still be on the Heat team?

Yang Di shook his head, dumbly laughing at himself, he still thought too much, Grant was obviously deliberately targeted, he was just a routine counterattack, the only problem was that Grant was the core of the team with an average of two doubles per game, and he was just a rookie.

In any case, he has become a public enemy in the land of the old owner, and if he wins the Heat in the finals, he will definitely become the number one villain in Miami, and the fans will hate him even more.

On the road to winning the championship, Dallas, Denver, Los Angeles, which city doesn't hate him to the bone?

That is, Chinese fans everywhere are his Yang Di, unwavering supporters.

Returning to Miami, Yang Di secretly made up his mind to win the game here, so that the people who used to look down on him could pay for the mistakes they made.

……

It's night, and Miami is lit up.

Fans took glow sticks and various props to cheer on, and walked into the American Airlines arena one after another.

Under the aerial camera, the whole city shows the summer scenery of the Florida peninsula, and in the hot summer, the atmosphere of the competition seems to become even hotter.

The girls in Miami are still hot, and the air in Miami is still hot.

In the American Airlines arena, the fans were all dressed in white, bits and pieces, and occasionally some Warriors fans in black jerseys were drowned in this large white formation, really sweating for their courage.

Before the start of the game, players from both sides enter the venue.

The Heat chose a white jersey for this game, and the Warriors chose a black jersey, and the black and white duel between the two teams was even more distinct.

In the eyes of Heat fans, the entire Warriors team is a rebel from the West Coast, and Yang Di is the biggest villain in the Warriors.

If there is no Yang Di, the Heat should not be far from the O'Brien Cup at this time, right? After all, in the first and second games, Yang Di's deterrence in the restricted area is the key factor for the Warriors to win.

Wade was silent, and before going to the game, he tied his shoes and checked the basketball armor on his body.

Yang Di and others took the lead on the court, Yang Di stood in the middle, and Byron Davis, Tyson Chandler, Danny Granger and Derek Fisher were flanked by Byron Davis, Tyson Chandler, and Derrick Fisher.

Yang Di crossed his hands on his waist, and the camera camera shot from the front, as if a black and evil aura came out of them, lingering.

The two teams stood at half-court, each glaring at each other, as if they had a deep hatred.

After the ceremony, the three referees came on the pitch and the players from both sides began to walk towards the center circle.

Tyson Chandler jumps with Shaquille O'Neal.

"Toot ~"

The whistle blew, the two jumped the ball, Chandler jumped to win O'Neal, and the game officially began.

In the first wave of the Warriors' offense, Byron Davis was lucky just after halftime, and Yang Di was very active in the elbow area to get the ball.

"So positive?"

Byron was surprised to see Yang Di, and although he knew that the game in Miami meant a lot to Yang Di, he still underestimated Yang Di's strong desire to prove himself in this place.

Of course, he will not stop Yang Di's enthusiasm, and the more excited a superstar like Yang Di is, the better the vitality and condition on the field should be.

"Smack!"

Yang Di put his hands together and took the basketball.

As expected, the audience immediately resounded with uniform boos, stronger than at any time in the previous Miami games, as if he had met a life-and-death enemy, booing him desperately.

Haslem posted up, and the Heat scattered and staggered, and unlike the man-to-man in the previous two games, this one was a bit of a zone defense.

"Joint defense?"

Yang Di leaned sideways, his eyes narrowed slightly, flashing with a dangerous cold light.

The boos continued.

Yang Di took the ball in front and turned around, holding the ball almost to the ground with both hands, tapping the floor with his toes, and trying to attack.

Haslem retreated a little back, getting too close to be easily passed by Yang Di in one step.

"Step back, do you think I won't be able to get past you?"

Yang Di suddenly popped out a trash word, bluffing Haslem for a moment, and before he could react, Yang Di suddenly stepped out of his right foot and broke through to the right.

Haslem moved sideways, and at that moment, Yang Di suddenly made a backdribble.

The whole person jumped to the left, almost crushing Haslem to complete the breakthrough, Haslem blocked with both arms, and did not stop Yang Di.

Yang Di grabbed the basketball again with both hands, drew a large circle in the air, and continued to take a second step to the left with his right foot.

O'Neal moved over, the double wrapped Yang Di, and there were Anthony Walker and Jason Williams on the outside to assist in the defense, so that the Warriors fans watching the game couldn't help but sweat for Yang Di who was in the air.

Yang Di's hands turned into one hand, his left hand held the ball out, and his long arm was out of reach of O'Neal's side, and he gently picked it up.

In the eyes of the fans, it was almost in the middle of the cracks, and the shot was completed.

The basketball was eerily thrown from behind O'Neal and then hit the board and went into the basket.

"Huh!" Ground down, crisp and neat.

The boos of the fans in the stadium stopped abruptly, as if they had choked on drinking water, and they were speechless.

Then they saw Yang Di, who was retreating and provoking them with both hands, and immediately reacted again, giving Yang Di a louder and louder boo, which was enough to be heard ten miles away.