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

Chapter 87 Little Potter: I'm not fighting anymore, you guys go find that Chinese guy.

"What do you mean?"

The speaker wasn't Silas, nor was it an older player like Gordon; it was assistant coach Lucas.

“It’s nothing.” Little Potter shrugged and put his injured leg on the table. “My leg hurts a lot, and I don’t think I can play today.”

"The team doctor said you're fine." Old Lucas glared, his voice high, expressing his dissatisfaction in this way.

“The team doctor isn’t always right, is he?” Porter Jr. said with a defiant look on his face.

"What about the competition then?"

This time it was old Gordon who said it.

"Looking for this newbie? Why are you asking me?" Little Potter pointed at Wang Xiucheng, who was eating a banana, and snorted.

Wang Xiucheng ignored him.

Wang Xiucheng felt it was unnecessary. Little Potter's personality had always been like this; if you tried to reason with him, he would really resort to violence.

Wang Xiucheng didn't think he could beat this guy.

Silas nodded and pulled back old Lucas, who was about to say something more.

"Then you can rest." After saying this, Silas began to analyze the problems the team had in the first half on the tactics board on the wall.

Wood extended his fist, and Porter bumped fists with him.

That's what true brothers should be like!

Without us brothers, could you have won three consecutive games?

Go dream!

Don't you all fawn over that Chinese guy?

Then go ahead, I want to see if he can bring you victory.

None of the rookies, including Shen Jing and Christopher, had ever encountered such a situation before; they didn't even dare to say a word.

Only Wang Xiucheng ate with gusto, even before he had finished digesting what was in his mouth, he picked up a banana and a bag of milk.

Shen Jing also spun wildly, just like Wang Xiucheng.

With Wood unable to play, he will naturally have more playing time, so he must prepare his stamina in advance.

Shen Jing is smart. He knows he doesn't have Green's talent and attention, nor does he have the huge market support behind Wang Xiucheng.

Therefore, he must seize every minute of opportunity.

The halftime break ended quickly, and Wang Xiucheng deliberately came out a few minutes early to practice a few free throws on the court.

When the referee called the players onto the court, the fans saw the lineup of Wang Xiucheng, Shen Jing, Gordon, Matthews, and Tate.

Many people were slightly surprised.

Will Wang Xiucheng start in the second half?

What about Porter Jr.?

All the fans turned their attention to the substitutes' bench.

But there was no sign of Porter Jr. there.

What about people?

injured?

The game has already started, but some fans are still constantly scrolling through their phones.

Finally, a few minutes later, The Athletic's Houston Rockets beat reporter Kelly Ico tweeted that Porter Jr. had a calf bruise and that neither he nor Wood would return for the game.

What kind of injury is a bruise on the calf?

That's just a scrape!

Just apply some medicine and put on some tape, why can't it be administered?

Fans just want to watch the show; once they know the reason, they'll move on and quickly focus their attention back on the game.

However, some experts and commentators have noticed a subtle situation within the Rockets team.

It seems the Rockets are in trouble.

beep!

Six minutes into the third quarter, the referee called a timeout.

The game went smoothly for both sides during this period, but neither side was very efficient at scoring.

After 6 minutes, the score was tied at 10-10.

The two head coaches were shouting at each other from the sidelines, but neither of them called a timeout.

Of the Thunder's 10 points, Shai Gilgeous-Alexander scored 7, almost single-handedly handling the team's offense.

And one player from the Rockets has emerged – an undrafted player.

It's not Wang Xiucheng.

It's Tate.

Tate seemed to be on fire today, scoring 6 of the Rockets' 10 points with a combination of drives and shots.

However, the others struggled to score, and the rims were almost bent out of shape from the impact, to the point that Wang Xiucheng had to collect five rebounds.

"Did you see that lamp?"

At this moment, Silas pointed to a row of lights on the roof of the arena, and everyone looked up.

"Don't let it go out, don't let the Thunder take away Houston's light. At least tonight, Houston fans need to be happy."

Wang Xiucheng looked up at Silas, who was always a nice guy.

Silas has started giving motivational speeches; it seems he really wants to win this game.

When the referee blew the whistle to signal the end of the timeout, Wang Xiucheng was the first to stand up and stand on the court.

The game begins. Alexander receives the ball and advances forward, while Wang Xiucheng waits for him at the center line.

When Thunder's starting center Robinson Earl ran to Wang Xiucheng's side, he suddenly stopped. Alexander quickly came behind Earl and used his screen to switch onto Shen Jing.

Shen Jing is agile and even learned the Dream Shake from Hakeem Olajuwon, but this agility is only considered agile among centers. When facing a guard like Alexander, he would be completely outmaneuvered.

With a crossover dribble, Alexander drove into the paint, grabbed the ball, jumped, and shot the basketball.

Shen Jing jumped up to block the shot from the side, but didn't touch the ball.

Fortunately, the ball didn't go in; it bounced to the left.

Shen Jing wanted to grab the rebound, but when he saw Wang Xiucheng there, he turned and ran.

Wang Xiucheng leaped up to catch the basketball with one hand, and before he even landed, he turned his head to look back.

Alexander noticed Wang Xiucheng's subtle move. Instead of pursuing Shen Jing, he chose to target the closer Wang Xiucheng.

But Wang Xiucheng was obviously faster. The instant he landed, Wang Xiucheng took half a step back, which created some distance between him and Alexander. Then he swung one hand forward from behind him.

call!

The basketball whistled past Alexander.

Alexander was one step away from Wang Xiucheng, and instinctively reached out but failed to touch the basketball.

With no one guarding him, Shen Jing was like a charging tank, intercepting the basketball just one step from the sideline.

Bang!

Shen Jing dunked successfully.

Alexander, hands on his hips, slowly walked back to prepare to serve.

Just now, Wang Xiucheng deliberately increased the arc of the ball to avoid his hand, thinking that the ball would go out of bounds.

But the fact is that Shen Jing still managed to get the ball on the baseline.

He saw that Wang Xiucheng seemed to pause for a moment before passing the ball, and it was that moment that allowed Shen Jing to run almost another meter.

Shen Jing, do you really trust Wang Xiucheng that much?

Both of them are rookies; Shin Kyung was even a first-round pick.

He was so convinced that Wang Xiucheng would be able to pass the ball to the right spot, so he ran off without a second thought.

Stopping thinking about it, Alexander received the ball and then used a screen to get to the inside again.

Robinson Earl wasn't particularly tall, not even as tall as Shen Jing, but his heavy build made him a very effective screener.

Wang Xiucheng was now firmly pinned to the side by Earl.

Swish!

Alexander made a long two-pointer.

Like the Rockets, the Thunder's mission this year is also to tank, so Alexander has unlimited shooting rights, a fact he is well aware of.

Wang Xiucheng received the ball from Shen Jing and had already reached the frontcourt. Shen Jing slowly came over from behind and set up a screen for Wang Xiucheng.

Wang Xiucheng slowed down, brushed past Shen Jing's body and changed direction, and then the basketball was suddenly passed to the baseline.

Alexander, whose view was blocked by Shen Jing, saw that there was no one there.

But just as the basketball reached that spot, someone slipped under the basket and caught the ball.

With a thud, the basketball slammed onto the floor, and the person turned around and stood outside the three-point line.

Swish!

Without any hesitation, the basketball was shot.

Three points, in!

It's Tate.

Alexander frowned slightly. He was certain he had seen it clearly: when Wang Xiucheng passed the ball, Tate was not yet in position.

In other words, this is a "ball leader".

If the two players don't coordinate well, or if the pass is made a little too early, or if Tate is a little too slow, he won't be able to catch the ball.

It was truly a case of one daring to pass on the message and the other daring to receive it.

"Is this the difference between us?" Alexander walked towards the baseline and reached out for the ball.

Upon receiving the ball, Alexander immediately accelerated at full speed, trapping Wang Xiucheng, who was still retreating, behind him.

Alexander broke through Shen Jing with a crossover, then drove into the paint over Tate, jumped high, and dunked the ball over Tate.

beep!

Before Alexander even landed, the referee called a foul on Tate.