"Come on Zhou Hang, Zhou Hang scored 6 points in the first half and scored 49 points in the second half!!"

"There is still time!!"

"Bryant and Gasol are now making wedding dresses for Zhou Hang."

"This is the Western Conference Finals, the opponent is the San Antonio Spurs, and Zhou Hang played crazy."

"Who else can I do to become a god again?"

The Lakers bench.

The Zen master drew a tactic.

The Zen master shouted: "Zhou, you take over the next attack, others pay attention, help him cover, help Zhou create opportunities to score, and let him break Michael's record!"

The Zen Master’s words made the Lakers excited!!

The Lakers were screaming.

The Zen master was very determined to give the ball to Zhou Hang and let Zhou Hang break Jordan's record.

The winning or losing of this game should not be a big problem. Now it depends on whether Zhou Hang can break this record.

The Lakers united as one, and their teammates were also encouraging Zhou Hang to strive for the highest single-game scoring record in the playoffs.

"Zhou, you can do it!"

"There are three more steps back and the three-pointers will break."

"Hey, there's still half a day, it should be enough time."

Kobe is also jealous of this record, but Kobe is also rational. He knows that he needs help from Zhou Hang at this time!

Zhou Hang wiped the sweat from his forehead in his seat.

It would be fine if you don’t talk about the records, but when you talk about the records, Zhou Hang also cared a little.

After all, that's Jordan's record, and he also longs for breaking it.

Now the Lakers' leading score is not 100% insurance, nor is it a waste of data during garbage time!
Chapter completed!