The final score of both sides was frozen at 100:77. Wang Lin fulfilled his pre-match promise and the Tigers beat Duke 23 points. This score can really be described as shocking for the Duke Blue Devils.

The Duke Trident they are proud of, except for Letterner who scored 20 points, Bobby Hurley and Grant Hill can only be described as disaster. Bobby Hurley compared with Flying Mouses with 20 points and 10 assists. His McDonald's All-Star MVP in 1989 has only 7 points and 3 assists, which can be said to have been crushed in all aspects in this game.

And Grant Hill was also lost under the chain of Eddie Jones and Michael Finley.

At the end of the game, Wang Lin had finished eating the snacks he brought. Lao K walked towards Wang Lin and stretched out his left hand, "Congratulations, you won the game."

Old K's heart was full of frustration. Before the game, he and Jim Spanak thought about it. This game would definitely be a big victory for Duke. The only difference is how many points he won. As a result, from the beginning to the end of the game, the rhythm was completely out of his side. The other four players of the Tigers, except O'Neal, seemed not as famous as Duke, but these four guys were meshed into a whole by the guy in front of him. This led to an imbalance in the game. Coupled with his deliberate tactic targeting, the No. 4 and No. 6 gave Hill a lot of trouble. Although Hill was taller than both of them, because of his excessive shooting ability, he became the largest black hole on Duke's court.

Wang Lin was a little indifferent, but he still stretched out his hand, "There is nothing to congratulations, this is expected. Your team looks invincible, but it is actually based on the abilities of Christian and Grant. Although Bobby is regarded as the first point guard of NCAA, his field vision is actually very average. His first point guard comes entirely from his powerful teammates around him. When his teammates cannot show their due strength, he will be revealed. So, I said before the game that he can win 20 points, which is not a brag."

Wang Lin's words were really arrogant. Old K's face turned into a pig's liver. The gorgeous and invincible lineup he was proud of was so unbearable by Wang Lin. This guy was too crazy. Hey, if Made hadn't lost the game, he would have talked to this bastard.

Wang Lin didn't care about Lao K's expression and left him directly. It was wrong to lose anything in a competitive game. There is a saying that goes - it's original sin. If Duke on the opposite side is also five NBA all-stars, the result will be completely different. As for Jim Spanak, who was not far from Lao K, was gorgeously ignored by Wang Lin. This unknown man who attracted attention and stood out, he really had no time to deal with him.

At the press conference, basically all the questions were about Duke and Jim Sparnak, which made Wang Lin much easier.

Back in the apartment, Wang Lin opened the backpack bar of the system and saw the reward "David Robinson Shooting Bag (College)". The meaning of the system giving himself this reward is very obvious, that is, he cannot get 10,000 glory points before O'Neal participated in the draft, so it's not good to use this shooting bag instead. I just don't know if this shooting bag can also improve O'Neal's free throw.

Wang Lin also clicked on the system panels of several Tigers players. The system panels of Flying Squirrels, Eddie Jones, and Finley were all gray, while the other three were all lit, which means that the other three were in line, Hammink, Ratliff and O'Neal, Hammink was first passed by Wang Lin. That guy was a water dispenser administrator. He gave him such a shooting bag and didn't let him take off. As for Ratliff, his shooting was still a good move, although not so stable.

So in general, it is most suitable for O'Neal, and the system is also recommended for O'Neal.

Wang Lin clicked on O'Neal's personal attributes page. This panel is a bit similar to the 2k character panel. All attributes are divided very finely. Wang Lin packaged this shot on O'Neal and then took a break.

The next day, just as it was dawn, the door of Wang Lin’s apartment started to thump.

"Head, head, have you woken up? Didn't we agree to go to kygya today?"

Wang Lin opened his sleepy eyes and looked at the clock. It was only six o'clock in the morning. O'Neal rarely got up so early when there was no competition on weekdays. This foodie can really do anything to eat.

Wang Lin pushed open the door, and O'Neal walked in casually. Seeing a pack of jerky on Wang Lin's table, he picked it up and started eating. "Boss, hurry up, let's go to kagya now. For this big meal, I specially kept my stomach."

After Wang Lin washed up, he became much more energetic.

"No hurry, Shaq, let's go to the stadium first. Do you feel that your hands are different today from before?"

What's the difference between hands? O'Neal put down the jerky beef and looked at his big hand that was comparable to the bear's paw. "No, no different, head, you don't want to cheat, right? This is not possible. You are all a gold-collar person with an annual salary of 100,000 yuan, so you can't do such a loss of identity."

Wang Lin shook his head and said, "Don't touch it anymore. He pulled the fat man out of the chair, "Don't talk nonsense, get up, go to the stadium first. I won't miss that big meal. I know how to eat every day. You are a basketball player, not a sumo wrestler."

Faced with Wang Lin's ridicule, O'Neal had long been accustomed to it. As long as Wang Lin did not regret it, it would be a waste of food, and it was a waste of food at the level of a large meal. There was nothing more pleasant than this.

O'Neal came to the Pitmalavic Convention Center with Wang Lin in a good mood. At this time, there were no one in the stadium.

The two of them came to the stadium, Wang Lin threw the basketball to O'Neal, pointed to the center line area of ​​forty-five degrees on the left, "You stand there, shoot, try it."

O'Neal understood. It turned out that Wang Lin asked him to come because he wanted to see his long-range shooting ability. Look, Wang Lin had seen how bad his shooting was anyway. It was not embarrassing. And after the shot, he could eat more Kobe beef. Why not do it?

O'Neal picked up the ball and came to the position Wang Lin pointed out, and his feet jumped slightly. O'Neal felt that his hands were controlled by a mysterious force. At this time, the ball had already flown into the basket. This felt so wonderful, just like a basketball guiding him. Swish, this was actually a board-to-board.

O'Neal touched his hands. Did he really have the ability to shoot far?

Wang Lin picked up the ball and then continued to let O'Neal shoot at different angles several times. Overall, the effect was pretty good. In this case of blue sky, there were almost no situations that would not make it. Unfortunately, this was in college. It would be great if it was in the NBA period. David Robinson had invincible frame abilities in the four centers.

"Coach, is this really my hand? I can shoot, ohmygod, this is simply amazing." O'Neal touched his hand unconsciously and pinched himself. It seemed that he was also shocked by the change in front of him.

Wang Lin looked at O'Neal at a loss and felt a little moved. This fat man was not so heartless and actually worried that he could not shoot. He just hid it very well and no one noticed it.

"Well, so when you encounter those meat shields in the future, you will use your energy to pull out the mid-range shot by yourself, so that the effect of those meat shields will be greatly reduced. By the way, try the free throws again to see if there are any changes."

O'Neal nodded heavily, his hand could actually shoot. This was great. With excitement, O'Neal started to shoot at the free throw line. O'Neal seemed very confident. At the free throw line, he threw the ball out like he did just now. Duang, it was a pity that the ball almost hit it in.

"It's okay, Shaq, come again."

O'Neal took the ball passed by Wang Lin again and shot it again. This time he scored, and it was a hollow ball.
Chapter completed!