in2ebook Chapter 357 Strange Electric Chapter
Chapter 357 Strange Electric Chapter
Green instinctively reached out to grab Wang Xiucheng.
But Zhui Meng saw that Wang Xiucheng in the air seemed to glance at him.
That one glance instantly calmed Draymond Green down, and he withdrew his outstretched hand.
So Draymond Green watched helplessly as Wang Xiucheng caught the rebounding basketball with one hand and dunked it into the basket!
Looney and Klay were tightly blocked by Durant and Ben West, and could only watch as Wang Xiucheng slammed the ball in.
With a slight sway, Wang Xiucheng landed on the ground. As he turned and passed by Zhui Meng, he casually said, "Goodnight!"
Draymond Green glared at his opponent, saying, "Goodnight," a phrase Curry often uses to address his rivals.
Of course, Curry used the action.
This kid's getting a bit cocky!
Wang Xiucheng's dunk earned him 4 points in one possession.
The point difference between the two sides instantly returned from 5 points to 1 point.
Wang Xiucheng had just returned to the field when he changed the course of the game!
The rest of the game went smoothly. When Wang Xiucheng hit a buzzer-beating three-pointer in the last minute of the second quarter, the score was tied at 64-64.
Despite the Warriors' lead achieved through the "Hack-a-Zhao" tactic, they were ultimately caught up by Wang Xiucheng and the Nets at the end of the second quarter.
Both teams' players walked towards the players' tunnel. Wang Xiucheng walked back to the bench, bent down to loosen his shoelaces, and then got up to walk towards the locker room.
"Hi!"
Someone called out from not far away. Wang Xiucheng turned his head and saw it was Stuart.
"Hi!" Wang Xiucheng replied with a smile.
All the staff members between the two had left, so no one disturbed them.
"You play basketball really well." Stuart didn't know why he said that.
"You look beautiful today," Wang Xiucheng said.
Stuart seemed pleased to hear Wang Xiucheng say that.
Wang Xiucheng smiled and finally left the bench.
Back in the locker room, Wang Xiucheng kicked off his shoes, relaxed his feet, and picked up a banana that had been specially prepared on the table to eat.
The locker room was in chaos. Some people were going to the bathroom, some were on the phone, some were even taking a shower, and some were looking for the team doctor to treat the scratches on their bodies.
The floor inside was covered with the players' shoes and jerseys.
Everyone was already used to this scene.
Wang Xiucheng took out his phone from his locker, opened it, and glanced at it.
Five missed calls, four of which were from different sisters in China, who seemed unaware that they had a competition today.
The other phone call was to a number that Wang Xiucheng had never seen before.
Most of the people who know Wang Xiucheng's phone number are his older sister, so he rarely receives calls from strangers.
After thinking about it, I decided to call back.
A dozen seconds later, the call was connected.
"Hello, who is this?" Wang Xiucheng asked in a mix of English and Chinese.
Most of the women I know are from China.
The locker room was a bit noisy, but Wang Xiucheng didn't pay any attention to it.
"Hey, I knew it was you! I knew it had to be you!"
On the phone, a woman's voice, seemingly excited, shouted in English.
"Who are you?" Wang Xiucheng paused for a moment, then replied in English, "Let me think..."
This woman's voice sounds familiar; I've heard it somewhere before...
The person on the phone neither urged Wang Xiucheng nor answered his questions.
After about ten seconds, Wang Xiucheng's eyes suddenly lit up: "Olson?"
"Hi, I'm Olsen."
Olsen's voice was already somewhat agitated.
She hadn't expected Wang Xiucheng to be able to guess her identity, which perhaps meant that Wang Xiucheng also had feelings for her.
Perhaps he's been waiting for his call?
"How did you get my phone number?" Wang Xiucheng asked curiously.
Olsen didn't ask for his phone number, and the two only met once.
From the limited time he had, Wang Xiucheng could tell that Scarlett seemed to be very opposed to Olson's communication with him.
Therefore, it's unlikely that Scarlett would proactively give her phone number to Olson.
How did Olson find out his phone number?
“I’ll tell you if you treat me to dinner,” Olsen said.
“Okay, I’ll call you when I get back to New York,” Wang Xiucheng agreed with a smile.
Olsen's tone brightened: "I'll be waiting for you in New York."
"it is good."
Olsen hung up the phone, looked at the New York night view, and really wanted to shout something out onto the platform.
After calming down for a while and letting his heart beat slower, Olsen opened the door to the platform and went back inside.
Scarlett took the food out of the microwave and placed it on the table. "Finished your call? Come and eat."
“Okay,” Olsen replied with a smile.
Scarlett paused for a moment.
She felt that Olsen's mood seemed to change after he received that phone call.
When I first came back, Olson seemed preoccupied and absent-minded.
Now he looks very happy, as if his worries have been resolved.
"Whose call was that? Why are you so happy after you finished?" Scarlett asked again.
“Guess what, it’s a man.” Olsen chuckled.
Scarlett didn't notice the hidden meaning in Olson's words, nor did she dwell on the matter.
So the two of them ate their food, each lost in their own thoughts, while watching the ball game on TV.
Scarlett was somewhat in the wrong.
Olsen asked for Wang Xiucheng's phone number, but Scarlett didn't give it to him.
Scarlett practically watched Olsen, as if afraid she would leave her home.
Scarlett wouldn't have left Olson home alone if she didn't have an event to attend today.
Fortunately, Olsen was about to return to Los Angeles, which put Scarlett's mind at ease.
Chase Center.
The third quarter has ended.
The two sides still ended in a draw.
Claxton was choked several more times.
Free throws are still a problem, but the Warriors can't keep a player who specializes in fouling on the court all the time.
This is almost useless in attack and makes it impossible to spread out the defensive formation.
So gradually they stopped cutting them.
However, even if you don't call a foul, Wang Xiucheng continues to draw fouls.
In the third quarter, Wang Xiucheng once again found an opportunity to draw a foul on Zhui Meng.
This allowed Dream to return to the bench in the sixth minute.
The game resumed in the fourth quarter after a lion dance performance specially arranged by San Francisco's Chinatown.
Wang Xiucheng did not play consecutive matches this time, but rested on the bench.
Durant led the team alone against the Warriors' bench.
Of course, the Warriors weren't entirely composed of substitutes; Draymond Green, who had rested for half a quarter, led the team.
When the game reached the 6th minute and a timeout was held, the score was 102-99, with the Nets leading by 3 points.
Draymond Green's four fouls affected his defense.
Draymond Green, who usually slaps his opponent's face with his big hand, withdrew his hand several times when defending Durant.
This allowed Durant to hit several mid-range shots.
Wang Xiucheng stood on the sidelines, giving high-fives to his teammates one by one.
Nash took the tactics board and drew on it for a long time. After discussing it with the assistant coach, he squatted on the sidelines and began to arrange the tactics.
"Pay attention to defense. Double-team Curry and Klay. On offense, there are opportunities to play fast; they can't keep up with us..."
The referee had already blown the whistle to end the timeout, but Nash acted as if he hadn't heard it, continuing to talk for another ten seconds before letting his players leave and return to the court.