Chapter 355: It's Me
In the spotlight, the man is unmistakably domineering. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info
The bearded man was almost mechanical, and with a flick of his fingers uncontrollably, he subconsciously passed the ball to the place where the sound came.
There, Yang Di, who had a serious expression, stretched out his long arm and took Byron's pass.
5 seconds, there's not much time left.
Yang Di turned around, and the step was a false swing to the left, and then he controlled the ball with his right hand, and chose the breakthrough method of his dominant hand, and in the position of the elbow area, he forced Marion.
"Bang!"
The moment the two made contact, Thomas immediately came to make up for it.
In 4 seconds, Yang Di suddenly turned around, his right foot slid around on the ground, twisting his waist like a huge spinning top, showing a trace of scientific flexibility in his toughness.
Marion knew that Yang Di liked to turn around forcibly, but he never expected that Yang Di would turn around so far from the penalty area in the elbow area.
At that moment, Yang Di withdrew from Marion at a long distance.
The fans in the stadium were breathless, nervous, and anxious images stimulated their nerves, no one dared to speak, and there was unprecedented silence in the stadium.
Once again, the boots rubbed against the floor, and this time, the cacophony of friction even reached the ears of the coaches on the sidelines.
Both Montgomery and D'Antoni were equally nervous, staring at the pitch.
Yang Di stepped on the floor, and the moment he turned around, Marion knew what he was going to do, calmly took another step forward, and then jumped diagonally, his arm straightened and struggled forward to block.
"What a standard defensive stance!"
But Marion found that Yang Di was getting farther and farther away from him, and his whole arm was raised, perfectly presenting ninety degrees.
The left foot is bent and raised, the right foot is balanced, and the gliding eyes reveal an inexplicable light.
It's a kind of self-confidence, which comes from the repetition of training day after day.
Marion looked at Yang Di's eyes, and a sense of foreboding appeared in his heart.
Yang Di's fingers curled up and gently flicked the ball out, and the wind blew, blowing the short hair on his forehead, and raised it slightly upward.
The basketball gets out of its hands and rolls in the air.
Glide through a trajectory, under the gaze of all......
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"Huh!"
βGet itοΌβ
In an instant, the red light came on, and the players on the Warriors' bench jumped for the first time.
The silent Phoenix Arena exploded, many fans let out an exclamation, and many Chinese fans shouted happily, their hands above their heads.
Turn around and shoot a backward jumper!
How elegant Yang Di's posture is!
Yang Di turned around, raised his arm high, and showed an excited smile on his face, the moment he entered the frame, his heart began to beat wildly, and before that, he was always extremely calm.
He tugged at the placket of his chest, accidentally revealing his black vest, let out a roar of rage, then opened his mouth and let out a strange scream.
"That's amazing! The heart is so big, what an incredible move, what a wonderful goal! Dunleavy, Davis and others rushed over, and off the court, Montgomery, Danny Granger, John Salmons and others also rushed over and surrounded Yang Di.
"That's me!" Yang Di shouted, pointing to his chest, the huge No. 8 jersey.
Nash stood there with his back crossed, slightly helpless, this game was supposed to be their Suns victory, and he had already scored the ball at the last critical moment.
The Phoenix fans hadn't left the court yet, and the Suns players got up in turn and returned to the players' tunnel.
The Warriors players who had celebrated for a while dispersed, and Yang Di was about to leave, and the big screen at the scene was still playing the picture of his lore just now.
Nash reached over, Yang Di gently shook hands with him, and the two embraced.
Nash said calmly: "You've improved a lot this summer, I remember when you were only shooting set-up jumpers last year, and this year you're already shooting in motion." β
"The mastery is not very skillful, but this time, it hit." Yang Di spread his hands, the words were helpless, but in his light tone, there was obviously a trace of sneering.
The good-natured Nash smiled, then turned to leave.
Erin, an ESPN reporter, stood there with a look of adoration on her face.
"Hello, Yang Di."
"Hello." Yang Di shrugged his shoulders and did not leave.
Erin handed the microphone up, her long eyelashes fluttered, and her eyes curved like crescent moons, "Congratulations on your shot, what kind of experience is this?" β
"It's cool, it's like the feeling after a roller coaster, I feel dizzy now. The basket was there, and no one could shoot it, shoot it, hit it, but luckily, I got it, and that's it. β
"I see you seem to be asking Byron Davis for the ball out loud before you throw the last ball? What did you say? β
"I said, give me the ball and I'll finish them." Yang Di said it naturally, he felt that there was nothing unusual about this, it was normal for him to speak a ball.
But in Erin's voice, it was extremely domineering, and I couldn't help but admire this little boy even more.
Erin Andrews asked, "One last question, looking at the whole game, you guys didn't fall behind on the offensive end against the Suns, who are the number one in offense, how did you do that?" β
'We distributed the ball well, we moved the ball really well and we had a lot of substitutes who stepped up and played to their strengths. Overall, everyone played very well over the course of the game, with Byron Davis diching out nine assists, Mike Dunleavy making three three-pointers and Chandler grabbing 11 rebounds. β
After asking three questions, Yang Di turned to leave.
That night, the official gave Yang Di the match ball for this game as a reward for Yang Di to become the best player of the game and shoot the killer ball.
He even completely overshadowed the MVP.
The next day, there was another round of overwhelming coverage of Yang Di, especially in China, Yang Di has been the second time in his career, Yao Ming has not had one, compared to Yao Ming's mediocrity, Yang Di seems to be better at creating miracles, and on the court, more expressive.
Yao Ming, who was far away in Houston, immediately felt the pressure, and at the beginning of the season, his status as China's No. 1 athlete was hit by Yang Di and was in jeopardy.
Yao Ming knows that Yang Di and him are not the same style of players, but Yang Di's sudden change in style recently is surprising.
That kind of flexible footwork and beautiful shooting is the skill he is gradually missing, and today, with the increasing low-post offense, Yao Ming suddenly realized that basketball can still be played like this, and when he first entered the league, didn't he do it like this? Why give up the skills he already knows?