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

Chapter 275 Slam Dunk Contest Champion, it seems like Portland doesn't have one!



Chapter 275 Slam Dunk Contest Champion, it seems like Portland doesn't have one!

The sound came from the direction of the black woman.

But it wasn't that black girl.

Wang Xiucheng was very confident about this; he couldn't have misheard.

The black woman's voice was deep, but this one wasn't.

So Wang Xiucheng took a look.

Caitlin Clark was looking at Wang Xiucheng.

"Hey."

Wang Xiucheng also greeted him.

Seemingly aware of the time constraint, Caitlin asked somewhat awkwardly, "Could I ask you some questions about three-pointers?"

“Of course, I’d be happy to,” Wang Xiucheng said. “I’ll give you my phone number in a bit. I’m a little hungry now, so I’ll head back first.”

After saying that, without waiting for Caitlin's reaction, Wang Xiucheng walked straight towards the players' tunnel.

Watching Wang Xiucheng's figure disappear into the players' tunnel, Caitlin couldn't help but laugh.

Indeed, this was God's instruction!

“Caitlyn, the king seems to be interested in you.” The black woman next to her said at this moment, “I called him several times, but he didn’t respond. He stopped the first time you called him.”

"Are you hungry?" Caitlin suddenly asked.

The black woman nodded, and Caitlin stood up, called up all her teammates, and walked towards the outer court.

The black woman was stunned. Caitlin had actually blushed just now?

Is this really an iron tree about to bloom?

When Wang Xiucheng returned to the locker room, he first gave everyone a high-five. Just as he was about to take off his shoes and relax as usual, he noticed a man carrying a video camera, recording everyone.

Just then, a public relations representative came over.

"It's a TV station from your country. They said they wanted to record your performance during halftime, and the league office gave them special permission."

Wang Xiucheng understood; so that's how it was.

Wang Xiucheng glanced at the two plaques hanging around the man's neck.

One is a press pass issued by the alliance office, and the other is a press pass issued by CCTV.

Sure enough, they were one of our own.

Wang Xiucheng then smiled at the camera that was filming him.

This is a photo of himself; I guess there's also a photo of Yu Jiahao at the Trail Blazers' place.

After all, it's unprecedented for three Chinese people to compete on the same stage.

Since he's going to be on TV, Wang Xiucheng can't be so unconcerned about his image, or he'll be scolded to death by Sister Xuan.

Without taking off his shoes, Wang Xiucheng picked up a banana and started eating it.

Although the others were also uncomfortable, they didn't dare to say anything because of Wang Xiucheng's current status with the Nets.

And even Durant has no objections, so who do they think they are!

At that moment, Durant was sitting next to Wang Xiucheng, eating a banana just like Wang Xiucheng.

What made everyone else extremely uncomfortable was that Durant actually got up and threw the banana peel into the trash can.

This would be impossible under normal circumstances.

Durant always just throws his banana peels on the table. When did Durant become so civilized and polite?

And it's not just Durant.

At that moment, Claxton surprisingly took a bath towel and went to the bathroom while still wearing his jersey.

Claxton has a habit of taking a hot shower during halftime.

His own explanation was that this would help him regain his strength.

When he gets to the locker room, he usually throws his jerseys and shoes all over the place.

Today, Claxton neatly placed his sneakers on his chair and then went into the bathroom wearing slippers.

Everyone else had changed to some extent as well, chatting and laughing in the locker room, creating a peaceful atmosphere.

Da Mo, who usually loves telling dirty jokes, was now obediently drinking water from his bottle.

The entire locker room felt different today.

The cameraman spent most of his time filming Wang Xiucheng, occasionally taking a break to record a few shots of Zeng Fanbo.

Nash walked in with his assistant coach at that moment. He seemed to have known about the cameras all along. Nash didn't even look at them, as if he hadn't noticed them at all, and stood by the table in the middle.

Seeing the clean and tidy changing room, some people didn't react immediately.

Nash clapped his hands, drawing everyone's attention to him, and said, "You all played well in the first half. In the second half, you need to pay attention to your movement. That big Chinese guy on the Trail Blazers..."

As soon as he said that, the camera immediately pointed at Nash.

"If he stays on the court, try to draw a foul on him and get him out of the game."

Wang Xiucheng paused for a moment, then lowered his head helplessly and picked up another banana.

Nash clearly said that on purpose, knowing that China's national television station was recording, which was a way of indirectly praising Yu Jiahao.

Wang Xiucheng knew, of course, that with Yu Jiahao's current abilities and influence, he was far from needing to draw a foul to take him down.

There are now quite a few people of Chinese descent working for the Nets.

There are too many Chinese people around him, Nash has become quite tactful!

About ten minutes later, some players had already gone out to warm up, but Wang Xiucheng did not have this habit.

Wang Xiucheng did not leave the locker room until just before the start of the second half.

Amid cheers from the fans, the second half of the game resumed.

Neither side made any personnel changes.

The main focus of the third quarter remained on Lillard and Wang Xiucheng.

Lillard capitalized on Nurkic's screen to score two consecutive baskets, one of which resulted in a foul by Wang Xiucheng and a three-point play.

Wang Xiucheng's drive and pass allowed the Nets to keep the score close to their opponents.

However, after three minutes of play, both sides suddenly went silent.

Neither Lillard's shots nor Wang Xiucheng's passes seemed to be going in.

For a full 2 ​​minutes and 35 seconds, neither side scored a single point.

The score remained 62-60, with the Nets leading by 2 points.

Nash called a timeout.

It's quite normal for a player to suddenly go silent and miss shots; usually, calling a timeout to interrupt the flow is enough.

He would encounter this frequently throughout his career.

So it's nothing new.

The team's tactics were fine; Nash didn't make any tactical changes, and he didn't even change any players.

The Trail Blazers, on the other hand, did not make any substitutions.

After the sizzling cheerleading performance, the break ended, and both teams returned to the stage with their original lineups.

Claxton inbounded the ball, Wang Xiucheng received it, and using his speed and a crossover dribble, he got past Lillard and reached the three-point line.

Wang Xiucheng, who intended to shoot himself, saw Durant slip away from the corner along the baseline to the other side.

Claxton blocked Grant, forcing Nurkic to abandon Claxton and follow Durant to the baseline position.

Wang Xiucheng's eyes lit up, and he abandoned the idea of ​​shooting a three-pointer, dribbling the ball into the paint.

Two steps later, Wang Xiucheng faced Grant directly.

With a thud, Wang Xiucheng landed on the floor and jumped up, basketball in hand.

Claxton shielded Grant behind him and squeezed back.

If it were Nurkic, Claxton probably wouldn't be able to squeeze in at all.

But even though Grant is only 2 meters tall, Claxton thinks he's not too bad.

Just after Claxton pushed Grant back half a step.

With a loud bang, Wang Xiucheng slammed the ball into the basket with a tomahawk dunk.

He landed lightly, gave Claxton a high five, and then ran back.

"Good shot, Zhao Si!" Claxton shouted loudly at Wang Xiucheng.

Wang Xiucheng, who was initially excited, instantly calmed down.

You're the one who got into trouble, Fourth Brother!

Lillard glanced at Wang Xiucheng, then went to the baseline to catch the ball.

After getting the ball up the court, Lillard passed it to Anfernee Simons, who had made a run into space.

After Anfernee Simons drove into the paint, he also delivered a powerful dunk, even with Nurkic blocking Claxton.

And Anfernee Simmons also had a windmill dunk.

The somewhat subdued arena suddenly erupted in cheers after Wang Xiucheng's dunk.

So what if he's the dunk contest champion?

It's like we don't have any in Portland!


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