When Paojiao looked at the eyes and expressions of his teammates, he felt miserable.
Why are you looking at me?
I also want to help the team.
The regret in Paojiao's heart at this moment was like an endless stream of water.
Just like the Yellow River flooding, it is out of control.
When Wang Yi shot the ball just now, his idea was very simple.
He's going to block this shot.
If it really can't be blocked, he will be photographed for fouling.
I didn't expect this guy to lean back so much.
He could only increase the intensity of his attack.
Such a pounce gave this guy a 21 chance.
Wang Yi saw that Pickled Pepper was still lying on top of him. This was already the second time in this game.
"Hey, brother, why don't you get up? If you don't get up, I'm afraid the two of us will be mosaicd."
"Fake oil!"
Pickled pepper cursed angrily and stood up quickly.
After Wang Yi stood up, he continued:
"This is an NBA live broadcast, not an 18-year-old ban. If you want Fuck to go shoot a movie that is not suitable for children, you will definitely become a well-known porn star. I am optimistic about you."
Although the game is about to end, Wang Yi continues to stimulate Pickled Pepper.
Because this is a series.
If Pickle can be allowed to commit a technical foul in this game, it will be equivalent to planting a bomb for the Clippers.
As long as the pickled peppers are stimulated in the next few scenes, this bomb may be detonated.
Paojiao was annoyed because she gave Wang Yi the opportunity to be 21.
Hearing this now, it’s not a big deal.
He is a big shot in the NBA, a superstar with an annual income of tens of millions of dollars, and is said to be a porn star.
Even a man can't stand it.
He was about to rush over and take action.
However, he was hugged from behind by a teammate: "Paul, you have to calm down. He is deliberately irritating you. You must calm down. You are one of the two cores of the team. If you don't calm down, you won't be able to play in the following games."
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The person hugging him was none other than Beverly.
It's hard to imagine that a person who causes trouble everywhere on the court would actually persuade others to calm down.
In fact, Beverly is a troublemaker, but all his troubles are very purposeful.
Every time he gets into trouble, he even plans it in advance.
Just to anger the opponent's core players.
So he, who seems very impulsive, is the calmest person on the Clippers team.
When Paojiao heard this, her heart moved slightly.
Then he glared at Wang Yi hatefully: "In the next game, I will let you die on the court!"
Wang Yi patted his ears gently with his hand: "I know these words well."
Then he glanced at Beverly.
Beverley didn't take it seriously at all, but said: "In this game, I am the only one who wants you to die on the court. In the next game, with Paul, you may really die on the court."
Wang Yi chuckled: "I'm looking forward to it."
While talking, he stood on the free throw line.
Free throws are no problem for Wang Yi.
As early as in China, his free throw shooting rate had reached 92%.
After coming to the NBA, his free throw shooting percentage increased to 93.6%.
All the Lakers fans present stood up.
All the Lakers players also stood.
None of them dared to make a sound for fear of disturbing Wang Yi's free throws.
It seems that they are more nervous than Wang Yi.
In front of countless screens in China, all the fans were holding their breath and paying attention.
Although this free throw is of little significance to the outcome of the game.
But for Wang Yi, it is of great significance.
Although the difference between a 49-point triple-double and a 50-point triple-double is only 1 point, they sound like two different concepts.
This is like those shopping mall promotions where a 100-yuan item is priced at 99 yuan.
One is dozens of yuan, the other is hundreds of yuan.
Although the difference is only 1 yuan, the psychological implications are different.
"Such an important point, won't Brother Yi's hands shake?"
In the sports team office of No. 1 Middle School in a certain city.
Several physical education teachers gathered around Wang Jianhua's computer.
A physical education teacher couldn't help but look at Wang Jianhua: "Old Wang, aren't you nervous?"
Wang Jianhua smiled: "Why are you nervous?"
The physical education teacher was stunned: "Your son is only 1 point away from a 50 triple-double. Why are you saying you are nervous?"
Wang Jianhua shook his head: "His goal is the championship."
Those physical education teachers could only shake their heads.
"Lao Wang Lao Versailles."
"Are all people named Wang from Versailles? Set a small goal and earn him 100 million first."
"I'm afraid Lao Wang's son has already achieved this small goal."
Speaking of this, several physical education teachers felt a little worried.
I am talking to my billionaire father.
They are also giving birth to a son, and their useless son is still worrying about a house and a car, but they have already achieved a small goal of 100 million.
People are more infuriating than others.
At the scene, all Wang Yi's fans were feeling uneasy.
When Wang Yi received the ball thrown by the referee, he threw it directly without even taking a shot.
It's as casual as taking a free throw in training.
The psychological activity of all fans is: Hey, hey, brother, don't be so casual. This is a free throw related to a 50 triple-double.
But now that the ball has been shot, they can only pray in their hearts that they can score.
Basketball also seems to be very naughty, deliberately teasing everyone's psychological defense.
It spun around the rim five times and finally almost stopped on the neck of the rim.
After a full second, he reluctantly climbed into the basket.
At this moment, the thousands of Lakers fans present cheered loudly.
The towels of the Los Angeles Yangko Team were waving once again on the sidelines.
50 points, 12 rebounds and 10 assists.
50 triple-double achieved!
At this time, the Lakers already led by 12 points.
Basically there is no possibility of turning it over.
Both sides replaced their main force.
When Wang Yi came off the court, the thousands of Lakers fans present shouted loudly:
"Wang——Yi——"
"Wang——Yi——"
"Wang——Yi——"
Their voices competed with the live Clippers DJ's voice, and actually suppressed the sound of the Clippers DJ's voice through the loudspeaker.
There was a fat uncle who was an avid fan of the Lakers. He looked at Wang Yi on the sidelines and thought of Yao Ming, the Chinese star of the Rockets.
Those fans were very fond of this big man from the East. They even put Yao Ming's name on the tune of "Ole".
Ever since, he became hysterical and sang loudly:
"Wang Yi——Wang Yi Wang Yi Wang Yi——"
"Wang Yi, Wang Yi, Wang Yi——"
Several fans around him also became excited when they heard the sound.
They all followed suit and got together.
There were only a few people at the beginning.
But soon, the number of people increased to dozens or hundreds.
In the end, more than 3,000 Lakers fans at the scene sang along.
Even some Clippers fans were impressed by Wang Yi's performance and sang along.
"Wang Yi——Wang Yi Wang Yi Wang Yi——"
Chapter completed!