The Hornets nine months ago were not as good as they are today in the West.

Nine months ago, Zhong Yu came to New Orleans in a suit and tie, a city that was stormy and stormy, showing his moving brilliance in front of him.

Nine months ago, my young heart felt that everything he wanted and basketball was within reach.

After that, there was the long and depressing life on the bench, which originally blessed him with flowers and all the languages, becoming illusory and powerless.

The humiliating nickname of "Empressive Emperor" follows.

And tonight, Zhong Yu seemed to be reborn in a short moment.

After passing the ball just now, Tony Allen paid more attention to Zhong Yu.

He looked at Zhong Yu, and the trash talk was still endless: "See, you just made a shot. NBA is not as simple as you thought... You can never get the ball again because you are just trash."

Zhong Yu gritted his teeth and said slowly: "Am I trash? I will let you see it again with humiliation."

After saying this, he suddenly stood near the top of the arc. This position is usually where boxing champion Chandler was in order to give Paul a pick-and-roll. Now Zhong Yu is standing here. Mike James immediately understood and directly took the ball and passed by him.

The Celtics didn't pay attention to letting Mike James slip in from the right.

Tony Allen also looked at Mike James, turning his body sideways to cut off Mike James' passing route. However, at this moment, the Celtics reinstalled the inside line to prepare for blocking. Mike James saw that there was no way ahead, and the forward passing route was blocked.

He thought of Zhong Yu again, and then, after a not-so-gorgeous but more practical pass, the basketball came to Zhong Yu's hands again.

"No way... it's Chinese again." The audience opened their eyes wide.

"Although I just made a shot, for a player like him, luck cannot help him for the rest of his life." The audience obviously did not believe Zhong Yu.

Scott, however, wrapped his hands around his chest and looked thoughtful.

"Bad! Don't try to score in the same way on my head!" Seeing Zhong Yu receive the pass, Tony Allen was already angry, and he jumped up in front of Zhong Yu with all his strength.

His hands covered Zhong Yu's front. Although he was 5cm shorter than Zhong Yu, he had no doubt that his ball would not cover Zhong Yu.

So, in front of everyone's eyes, the situation turned into Zhong Yu preparing to jump shot, and encountered an interception from Tony Allen, so he turned this jump shot into a backward jump shot.

"I have to say that this guy is really handsome in shooting, but such a difficult backward jump shot... he is not Jordan, nor Kobe." The audience was not optimistic about Zhong Yu's jump shot with only 70 degrees left at the angle between his body and the ground.

However, Zhong Yu was fearless.

He abandoned all the panic that the ball would be covered, but instead pushed the basketball out with all his feelings about the basket.

So, in everyone's eyes, Zhong Yu's backward jump shot and flew out the basketball. He couldn't help but fall to the ground because of the power of inertia.

However, the basketball was higher than Tony Allen's head, and after passing a brilliant parabola, it plunged into the net flower!

"Swish!" The net flowers were like frightened dandelions, flying around.

"oh!**!" Several male spectators couldn't stand the stimulation of the good ball for a while, stood up high, waved their fists and yelled.

"Roar!" Zhong Yu, who was lying on the ground, slapped his chest. The smell of scoring the goal was full of fragrance.

"I'm in again! I'm in again!" The women next to the basketball court shouted excitedly at Zhong Yu.

"That's how I scored." Zhong Yu stood up, glanced at Tony Allen, threw a sentence and ran back to the half.

Tony Allen ran across the court with anger in his breath. He wanted to get angry, but Pierce, who was resting next to the court, suddenly said to him: "Pay attention to defense, that Chinese is not that simple."

Hearing the boss's scolding, Tony Allen nodded in a muffled voice to take revenge on Zhong Yu.

But he had no chance of the next ball because the basketball was handed over to the Celtics' inside line. Big baby Davis missed the shot and the rebound came to the Hornets.

At this time, the Celtics had not yet fully reacted. McJames had already grabbed the basketball and rushed to the backcourt.

Looking at Mike James running with basketball, Zhong Yu turned around and ran without thinking.

He wants an opportunity.

For a fringe player like him who is in danger, playing time is his life. With playing time, there are many possibilities.

For this playing time, he can even fight desperately.

He just made two mid-range shots. If he could strike while the iron was hot, he would be able to get his life-like playing time after the game...

So, he almost didn't want his life!

Zhong Yu on the court ran through the half-court like a wind, and he ran to the place where he was already red, which means that the shooting percentage could be improved infinitely.

At this time, Mike James was even left behind by him.

Tony Allen also caught up, and Mike James passed the basketball to Zhong Yu again.

Because at this time, only he is the closest to the basket.

Facing the basket, Zhong Yu jumped up again without hesitation, and Tony Allen also caught up in the air.

Zhong Yu was in the sky, and he was still fearless. His hands were slightly folded in the air, so Tony Allen could not cover him, but hit him.

The whistle that represented the foul sounded, and Zhong Yu's body made another difficult and graceful backward jump shot.

The basketball flew out again.

With everyone's almost dull eyes, the basketball flipped into the net again!

The intoxicating sound of basketball and nets rubbing gently, and Zhong Yu fell to the ground.

Within one minute and eleven seconds, Zhong Yu made three shots!

"Wow~" Seeing this difficult shot, even the audience who were still swearing Zhong Yu before couldn't help but stand up and cheer with all their might.

On the Hornets' bench, several players also stood up and applauded.

Zhong Yu pulled the jersey on his chest hard, and the fire in his chest seemed to spread to every drop of blood in his body!

At this moment, the bright lights sprinkled the entire stadium like mercury. Finally, he heard the cheers of the fans.

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