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Chapter 9 Perfect Debut

In the 15th minute of the second half, coach Larson replaced UCLA substitute Xiao Tai, led by Luo Yun. The little guy finally appeared in the position of the point guard. Look at the boy's happy look! I guess Jessica was not so happy to appear in front of him at this time.

However, at this moment, Vera in the stands had no strength. After agreeing to the impossible request of her cousin, the beautiful girl's little head was already in a mess. Really, why is she so stupid? Do you really want to go to Sarri?

On the court, Luo Yun got the ball and quickly got it. Now the score is 48:36, UCLA leads by 12 points. The double-digit gap has almost ruled the end of this game. The scores in the NCAA are sometimes relatively low. This is not only the 35-second offensive time is at the cost of the attack, but also the impact of tactical cooperation. UCLA's people are always a headache for many teams, and when the opponent has an absolute advantage in the inside, Stanford's inside score is pitifully small, with only 15 points in 36 points, and the rest of the scores are all based on mid- and long-distance shooting, so it is not an exaggeration to Stanford be called a shooter-type team.

OK! Let's continue to watch the game. Luo Yun's support method is completely different from the slow-paced offense advocated by UCLA. The little guy likes to break into the inside and pass the ball. Now there are only the last 5 minutes left. He must speed up the pace and make his debut data more perfect.

The opponent's substitute point guard Landry, who is a small man with flexible steps and a pair of rat eyes that are sensational. I really don't know if this guy is coming out to scare people or play basketball.

"Hey! I said, man, let me go!" Luo Yun kept doing dribbling under his crotch. The team's leading score made him look extremely relaxed now. Looking at the other party's funny face, he couldn't help but tease him.

"Get out! Yellow-skinned monkey, if you talk nonsense, I will slap your little bird!" Landry is obviously an expert in trash talk, but this guy is a sinister and cunning villain. When he was just talking, he wanted to break the ball in Luo Yun's hand more than once, but Xiao Luo Luo noticed it.

"You should go and shoot toothpaste advertisement! Black boy!" Luo Yun grinned, showing a bad look, and said with a smile: "And I don't have birds, I just have eagles!" After saying that, Luo Yun crossed and instantly passed Landry in a Marseille circling posture, rushed into the free throw line, a player who stepped on the steps to avoid the rest of the defense, stretched his arms, and ended the attack with an emergency stop jump shot!

50:36, Stanford's coach was almost angry. The idiot Landry had the heart to chat with others. Looking at the No. 3 Chinese running on the court, he couldn't help but curse: This cunning bastard!

Of course, the little guy's performance has not ended yet. After relied on jump shots to score two points, the whole team launched a tight-knit game to keep a close eye on the people. This method will undoubtedly greatly slow down the opponent's offensive speed. Even if they want to speed up the counterattack, they must break through UCLA's layer of defense. The feeling that they can't try out is exactly the true portrayal of Stanford now.

"Damn it, yellow-skinned monkey, we have a one-on-one fight!" Landry was also a little gasping. The little guy was moving too fast. Even though he had already deployed his fastest speed, the other party was still pressing step by step. Although the brat's defense was a scumbag, the opponent's elusive hands just grabbed his life gate, and this little guy was really too arrogant.

"One-one fight?" Luo Yun's mouth raised slightly. Although the little guy was a little quiet on weekdays, he seemed to have changed someone on the court. It was a kind of madness hidden deep in his heart and extreme ostentatiousness that was completely different from that in daily life. It made people familiar with him even think that he had changed someone, which made the boy's versatility reveal undoubtedly at this moment.

Landry didn't plan to pass the ball. He was going to play one single and kill the boy's majesty. He saw him swing the ball to his left hand with a fake move and even made a hidden wrist-turning action. However, none of this got rid of Luo Yun's defense. The little guy even took a few steps back and stood a meter in front of Landry, showing an expression that he asked you to let yourself go.

"Joey, Landry is like a fooled clown now. Our Chinese boy doesn't take him seriously at all. He is still entertaining himself. He is such a fool. I guess Stanford didn't let him have a few training sessions!" Jeff Van Gundy looked at Landry in the venue and joked loudly, even causing the sound of the Poly Stadium to break.

"Did that boy remind you of Alstom?" Joey looked at the former Rockets head coach beside him and said with a smile. It seemed that he was quite confident in Landry.

"Come on! Joey, can that kid compete with Raff?" Although Van Gundy was very annoyed by some streetball movements that Alstom had in the game, it could not conceal the fun he brought to Houston. For some streetball movements, it is still allowed in the NBA, NCAA or FIBA, but it cannot represent the few crappy movements of that guy Landry!

"Drip!" The referee's whistle sounded, and the basketball fell from Landry's hand. He looked at the referee with a dazed look. A burst of laughter came from the audience. The Stanford coach on the bench threw the tactical board directly to the ground, trembling all over!

What's going on? Landry was puzzled. Isn't it just a flip wrist and a second dribble? The black boy thought he was doing it very concealed but he still got the foul given by the referee.

"Landry, poor kid, you'd better go home and have a breastfeed! NCAA is not suitable for you!" Van Gundy was so happy in the comment seat. He didn't expect to meet this number in the NCAA game. It's really eye-opening. Silly boy, do you treat the referee uncle as the air!

Luo Yun stood there and looked at Landry with a surprised look on his face, and was amused and laughed. He was already ready to be overwhelmed by him. His defense was bad, but he couldn't resist the opponent's slut, which was so interesting.

"Hi!" Luo Yun walked forward, patted Landry on the shoulder and comforted him, "Brother, don't care too much, just pay attention next time!" After that, he smiled and prepared to turn around and leave.

"Yellow-skinned monkey, you don't have to pretend to be hypocritical here. I must beat the chrysanthemum in the blast!" Landry was furious after hearing Luo Yun's words. The stinky brat was sharp-tongued, and it was really not a good thing.

Luo Yun suddenly reincarnated when he heard the sound, and ran towards the backcourt while smiling: "Nigga, if you go to play a brainless person, you will definitely win the Oscar winner!"

"roll!"

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Due to Landry's foul, the ball was exchanged into UCLA's hands. Power forward Keefe James served at the bottom line, and then the whole team was about to get off. Landry was obviously fucking with Luo Yun. The silly boy cursed and kept cursing the little guy in front of him.

"Hey, I want you!" Luo Yun raised his brows, showed a bad smile, and joked at Landry.

"Don't be proud of the yellow monkey, don't think of passing by me today!" Landry ignored Luo Yun's words, spread his arms to block Luo Yun's offensive route.

Luo Yun shook his head, sighed lightly, his body leaned slightly to the left, and then took a sudden step forward with his right foot, which was so shocked that Landry quickly moved to the right. But who knew that Luo Yun would bypass the ball from behind and switch to his left hand. The movement that originally indicated a breakthrough to the right was pulled to the left due to the temporary change of the little guy, and his whole body instantly pulled to the left, pressing the opponent's body to the inside, allowing the silly boy Landry to rush out!

"Wow! Look at our little guys, thank you for the great knee joint!" Van Gundy praised the little guy and couldn't help but sigh: "Especially the first step, he reminded me of Tracy! It was such a stunning extraordinary move!"

"Okay, Jeff, you almost write a few words on your forehead, I am a fan of Luo! Can you calm down?" Joey, who was standing aside, said a little dissatisfied: "We should comment from an objective perspective!"

"Objective angle?" Van Gundy suddenly said in disbelief after hearing Joey's transformation: "When is the ** objective!"

The two of them were undoubtedly the best catalyst for the hot atmosphere in the Poly Arena. Didn’t you see those fanatical female fans? As soon as Little Lolo got the ball, they would scream torn. I really doubt where they had such a big lung capacity. Poor ladies, I hope you all brought throat lozenges tonight because our little guy gave another assist!

It turned out that after Luo Yun passed Landry, he went straight into the inside. Although Luo Yun always emphasized that he should not make too many breakthroughs, his feet were not obedient at all. Perhaps it was a habit that had been developed for a long time. The brat wanted to attack after getting the ball. He has always been his key skill with small gains, but this move is not that effective in the NCAA.

The one guarding the basket was Stanford's substitute center Brock, a white and tender big fat man. Look at his delicate and smooth skin! I guess he has the same comparison with those women who filmed XX films. I really don't know how Stanford got him into the school team.

Brock stood down and stared at Luo Yun who was entering the inside. The yellow-skinned monkey was a joke in his eyes. Although the other party was indeed very powerful, it was not worth it in his eyes.

However, Luo Yun did not choose to make a layup at this time. He didn't want to be pressed by Brock's greasy belly, so this time he chose to pass the ball!

"Roll!" Luo Yun shouted, throwing the ball directly from behind his head to Michael Roll at the 45-degree angle on the left. This guy is a black small forward, and the dribble is so bad that he can't even pick up a few rebounds in a game, but he has a beautiful mid-range shooting ability. Of course, the premise is that he feels good!

"Swish!" A beautiful hollow net was scored. After scoring the goal, Roll seemed extremely excited and kept kissing his palm lightly, and his heart was already full of joy.

In the following time, Luo Yun led UCLA's substitute boys to play well. Although Stanford also organized several effective counterattacks, due to the huge score gap, he was unable to save his fate of failure. Mr. Xiong finally defeated the offensive Stanford Red Team with a score of 58:49! Our little Lolo appeared as a substitute and scored 8 points, 4 assists and 2 steals. For this reason, Larson, as a coach, couldn't help but nodded with the little guy's performance. Obviously, he was very satisfied with the little guy's performance!
Chapter completed!
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