NBA's Chinese King: The more girlfriends I have, the stronger I become.

Chapter 271 An Unprecedented Scene: 3 Chinese People!

The basketball swished through the net.

Claxton pumped his fist excitedly.

He was so glad the ball went in.

He wasted too much time on that play. If he hadn't shot and had instead passed the ball, there might not have been enough time for the other players.

Yu Jiahao clapped his hands in frustration.

Lillard tapped Yu Jiahao on the back of the court, and Yu Jiahao immediately went to the baseline to inbound the ball.

After receiving the ball, Lillard continued to move forward, hiding behind Yu Jiahao.

Wang Xiucheng tried several times to get past Yu Jiahao, but was blocked each time.

After crossing the midline, Lillard saw Anfernee Simons and Hart making a cross-cutting run, with the latter finding an open space, so he immediately passed the ball to him.

Hart received the ball and immediately shot, the basketball spinning as it flew towards the basket.

With a loud thud, unfortunately the ball didn't go in.

Claxton looked up at the bouncing basketball, ready to grab the rebound.

But just as Claxton had reached out his hand and was about to jump, there was a sudden thud as Claxton's waist was struck.

This headbutt not only prevented him from jumping, but also caused him to lose his position.

With a snap, Claxton watched as Yu Jiahao caught the basketball with one hand, almost standing on tiptoe.

And immediately threw the ball to the bottom corner.

Claxton saw that Lillard had somehow moved to the baseline corner, and Wang Xiucheng, who was responsible for defending him, was blocked by Jerami Grant.

Swish!

Lillard's shot hit the bullseye perfectly.

The moment the basketball was released, Lillard turned and ran back, tapping his wrist at the same time.

"Fuck, he fouled."

Claxton yelled at the referee and immediately served the ball.

Because Wang Xiucheng had already reached out for the ball.

It was more important to serve the ball quickly to Wang Xiucheng than to complain to the referee.

Claxton quickly passed the ball to Wang Xiucheng, then turned to look for the referee, only to find that the referee had already left with Wang Xiucheng.

In the next two rounds, neither side scored, and the referee checked the time and called a timeout for the home team.

The score at this point was exactly 13-13, a tie.

The score wasn't high, but fortunately neither side managed to pull away.

Trail Blazers' backup center, Yu Jiahao, rarely leaves the paint when defending and is able to grab most of the defensive rebounds.

During the offensive play, Yu Jiahao almost always roamed around the perimeter, providing cover for Lillard.

This resulted in Claxton being frequently switched on defense.

Although Claxton, as an agile center, could keep up with most forwards.

However, when facing smaller guards who are good at breaking through, such as Lillard, they become somewhat helpless.

During the first timeout, the Nets made a substitution as usual.

Durant, who was only slightly sweating, sat comfortably on the bench.

With his legs outstretched and in a comfortable position, Durant then accepted the towel and drink.

Durant had never felt that playing basketball could be so easy.

What kind of life did I live before?

I'm exhausted every day, like a dog, and I still often lose the competitions.

He went to the Warriors in order to win a championship, worked diligently, and did all the dirty and hard work, but he has been criticized ever since.

We've won the championship, our biggest wish has been fulfilled, now it's time to go find our buddies and play some basketball together.

In the end, he still had to be both a father and a mother every day, and he didn't win the championship. He was exhausted and got sick.

But now, regardless of whether we win or lose the game, at least we've rediscovered the joy of basketball!

And who knows, he might actually be able to win another championship!

Durant looked at Wang Xiucheng next to him, and for some reason, patted Wang Xiucheng on the shoulder.

"What?" Wang Xiucheng asked, turning his head.

"Nothing." Durant quickly shook his head and draped the towel in his hand over Wang Xiucheng.

Wang Xiucheng looked the guy up and down, and something about him seemed off.

"Take a rest."

After discussing with his assistant coach, Nash indeed decided to let Durant rest.

"You'll play power forward. Pay attention to your positioning, don't be stingy with your energy, and be careful to defend the opponent's perimeter players."

Nash then spoke to Zeng Fanbo.

Zeng Fanbo was slightly taken aback, seemingly not expecting to be able to go on stage so early.

Zeng Fanbo took off his jacket and trousers, stood up, and went to Nash's side.

With a whistle, the referee blew the whistle to end the timeout.

The players from both sides returned to the field.

CCTV Sports Live Broadcast Room.

The commercials had just finished when the camera switched to the competition venue.

At the same time, Yu Jiahao's excited voice rang out: "Zeng Fanbo is on the court! Little Zeng is coming out with Wang Xiucheng! On the Trail Blazers' side, Yu Jiahao is still on the court. Three Chinese players on the court at the same time! This scene has made history!"

Unbeknownst to them, Yu Jia's voice choked with emotion.

Looking at Yu Jia, whose hair had turned white, Su Qun had no choice but to take over the conversation, "The first quarter is only halfway through, and all three Chinese players have already taken to the court. We have reason to expect more."

Unlike CCTV, which remained somewhat rational, the Tencent livestream room was already in an uproar.

Yang Yi stood there, shouting at the top of his lungs without any regard for his image: "Even during Chairman Yao's time, there was never such a scene with three Chinese players."

"I'm telling you now, this is not all. We still have others, like Guo Haowen of the Nuggets and Zhang Zhenlin of the Rockets, who are still working hard for themselves and for the country. And this is still not all."

Yang Yi's voice was already hoarse, but his tone was even louder: "Next year, we will have more players joining the NBA. This is not my opinion, but Wang Xiucheng's agent's."

Speaking a bit too hastily, Yang Yi coughed twice and quickly drank some water.

Wang Shipeng explained, "Wang Xiucheng's agent is also the agent of Guo Haowen, Zhang Zhenlin, and Yu Jiahao."

"Now, the contracts of Yu Jiahao and the other two have all been converted into formal base salary contracts, which is inseparable from the efforts and abilities of Wang Xiucheng's agent."

Seeing that the two people were a bit excited, Wang Meng, noticing that the match had already started, quickly said, "The match has begun, let's get back to the match."

Today's live stream host, Mina, wearing a Brooklyn Nets hoodie, shrugged somewhat inexplicably.

Didn't you say I was supposed to sell jerseys? How come you've already used up all the time?

Forget it, let's get off the stage and continue watching the game.

So Mina, wearing high heels, carefully stepped off the stage, sat down, and stared at Wang Xiucheng on the big screen with sparkling eyes.

During the match, when Yu Jiahao saw Zeng Fanbo enter the arena, he deliberately walked past Zeng Fanbo and then bumped into him.

Zeng Fanbo was equally defiant, punching Yu Jiahao in the back as he left.

The two of them immediately burst into laughter and raised their fists.

At that moment, the two fists collided with a loud thud.

Behind the two fists was Wang Xiucheng's back to them, the number "12" huge and clear.

This image was transmitted to every household in China via signal.

At this moment, many fans dared to think a little bolder: perhaps, our best era has arrived?