Chapter 59 The debut of a person

110:85, when the beep at the end of the fourth quarter sounded, a shocking cheer broke out in the North Shore Garden Arena, but at this moment, Scott was really a little melancholy.

Lost? Why? I'm afraid Scott didn't understand why the night was so awkward at this moment.

Originally, everything was under my control, but there was such an accident.

Then, everything loses its proper trajectory, including the final result.

It is most appropriate to use such an adjective to describe the state of the Hornets in the last two quarters, even if Scott has jumped on the sidelines to try to motivate the players.

Pause, continuous pause, Scott can't wait to use all the timeouts in the third quarter.

But it turns out that such a struggle is just futile, and his efforts have no effect at all.

Even Paul can't control the scene. Who do you expect from the Hornets to stand up and take over?

Chandler? Please, this proposal is not even believed by Scott himself, let alone others.

The basketball IQ of the "boxing champion" is negative, and this guy is more suitable to be a simple rebounding machine.

Let him control the rhythm of the whole team's game? That was undoubtedly pushing everyone into the fire pit.

West's understanding is good, but it's a pity that this guy has already entered the locker room.

And the team doctor's preliminary diagnosis can confirm that the Hornets' number one attacker must lie down for a week because of his back muscles. After hearing the news, Scott almost hit his head against the wall.

The loss of the general at the beginning of the game is undoubtedly a blow to the Hornets, who vowed to play well this season. Scott doesn't know what other people feel. Anyway, he is a little confused.

As for Paul, he never wanted to give up, and the Hornets' only attack focused on him.

But no matter how hard he works, he will never save a team with low morale, and Paul's persistence and madness will only last until the end of the third quarter.

Scott didn't want to turn the fourth quarter into garbage time, but the damn game was completely out of control in the third quarter. After a short break, the Celtics collectively transformed into Ultraman.

Pierce played twelve minutes in the third quarter. Even if Rivers wanted him to go down and rest for a while, the guy refused, and Pierce scored 15 points in this quarter.

It can be said that the Hornets were pulled by a gap of nearly 20 minutes. It was in this quarter that they were completely overwhelmed by the Celtics for two consecutive waves of small **, and they didn't even have a chance to return.

Pierce went crazy. Similarly, Jefferson went crazy after playing. It should be said that the Celtics completely became a group of crazy people. Everyone was full of fire and shot 36 points.

And in addition to scoring, they also collectively got 20 rebounds and five crazy blocks.

Comprehensive suppression, crazy strangulation, the green shirts are like a group of tyrannical bandits, pressing the delicate wasps on the ground, peeling off their coats little by little, and then starting the rough **.

Especially the bald boy who made Scott gritt his teeth, he almost pressed Vennys to fight, and he was also a rookie, but Vennyss could be said to have gained nothing except for a foul.

And Vennyssis persisted for less than ten minutes and got six fouls, which made Scott have to send the rookie Armstrong and Chandler to play double center.

It's just that such a move is also a little weak. Armstrong against Chen Feng is also a tragedy.

As for Chen Feng's efficiency? Let's listen to the tsunami-like shouts in the North Shore Garden.

Alex, who is responsible for explaining the game, did not sit down in the whole third quarter of the game, including during the pause, he also blushed and raised his voice, desperately inciting the excitement of the fans.

"Let's cheer! For the Celtics! For Pierce! For our great bishop, Mr. Auerbach! Of course, the most important thing is for a new team member who lets us see the future!"

"Jack Chen!!! This guy must be more popular in Boston than Jackie Chan at this moment!"

Alex's crazy behavior is not without reason, because throughout the third quarter, the bald wild boy has completely destroyed the Hornets' inside defense! The other party doesn't even have any scum left.

Chandler's face was depressed by Perkins entangled under the basket, as if his hands and feet were tied and he couldn't move.

Vennisis was completely put under the basket by Chen Feng as a sad background man, and he could only be used as a foil.

Four consecutive strong hits, four times after one-handed pressing the buckle! It seems that Chen Feng has no other offensive means. He blatantly eats his opponent, and it's the same after replacing Armstrong.

Chen Feng brought the atmosphere in the North Shore Garden Arena to the peak! Such a tyrannical attack completely stimulated everyone's nerves! Everyone shouted his name at the top of their voices.

"Jack Chen!!! Jack Chen!!! Jack Chen!!! You are the fucking best!!!"

Fortunately, Chen Feng was not dead. After every attack, he had to show his strong muscles in front of the opponent, which made many emotional female fans almost jump into the court to attack their breasts.

Rivers and Siberdeau smiled bitterly at this moment. They really didn't know what magic the boy had, but from the moment he played, everyone's nerves fell into a state of madness.

Including Rivers himself, although he was a little dissatisfied with Chen Feng's reckless attack before the end of the second quarter, this did not prevent Rivers from continuing to use this wild boy in the third quarter.

Facts have also proved that this wild bald boy is such a strong existence.

Turning around and carrying it hard, he forced to jump from the front. Chen Feng's two big hands have been raging the basket.

Without the interference of West's strong inside line, Vennysses alone can't protect the restricted area at all. Even a replacement can't stop Chen Feng from turning upside down in the penalty area.

And Rondo seems to have recognized Chen Feng's point. Sometimes in the case of equal opportunities, he will definitely give priority to sending the ball to the inside line, and then everyone can wait to watch the show.

If it hadn't been for Chen Feng's fierce attack and let Chandler almost clash with him under the basket several times, it is estimated that Rivers would have kept him playing the whole third quarter.

But the increasingly hot atmosphere on the court still made Rivers choose to be more stable. Jefferson replaced Chen Feng in the sixth minute.

It's just the crazy flame ignited by Chen Feng, which continues until the Hornets' collapse is not over.

In fact, Scott replaced Paul because he was really afraid. In the third quarter, Paul once cut into the inside line at high speed in the misalignment with Chandler to prepare for the layup.

It was also Chen Feng and the bald-headed madman who crossed in front of Paul again. If it hadn't been for Paul's concentration and brake in time, there might have been some exciting scene.

Although Paul braked, Chen Feng's big slap was still slamming at his hand grabbing the basketball.

"Papa"! At that time, the explosion almost made Scott jump up. He was really afraid that Chen Feng's fierce slap would directly hit Paul's hand.

West is destined to be injured for a week. At this time, Scott doesn't want Paul to be on the injury list!

In the case that there is no hope of chasing points, Scott can only replace Paul for the sake of safety. He is really afraid that Chen Feng's guy may not come up again and give Paul a hard time.

It is estimated that Scott can only find a shotgun, kill Chen Feng first, and then commit suicide.

Twelve points, six rebounds, three blocks, Chen Feng detonated the whole game with this not gorgeous data. Although it took less than ten minutes to add up, he has made everyone remember the iconic bald shape.

It is estimated that even the taxi drivers who listen to the radio can hear the team suddenly kill such a fierce guy from Alex's commentary.

Even Auerbach rarely smiled after the game. Although the old man did not light a cigar as he had won the game before, everyone can see that the bishop is in a good mood today.

When some media interviewed the old king of Boston, Auerbach was also the first time to talk about the wild boy he had personally come forward to deal with, but those reporters still had to keep in the dark.

"As a rookie, he has performed well and still needs to work hard. After all, this is the NBA. There is still a lot to learn. I believe that Rivers and his coaching team will continue to tap his potential. As for whether he can become the cornerstone of Celtics' reconstruction, it depends on his future performance."

Auerbach is not like gold, but it is the first time in recent years that he can comment on a newcomer in public. The last time it was Pierce who was lucky enough to enjoy this superhuman treatment.

Such comments from the Bishop are enough for Boston reporters to see the future of the bald boy in the green shirts, and through such a fierce game.

They also believe that this wild boy will never walk silently in the NBA in the future.

The game was won and got off to a perfect start. The Celtics can be said to have defeated the Hornets when they were slightly inferior to their opponents, and the pace of the whole game was also very beautiful.

Except for being overtaken by the opponent in the second quarter, almost all of the last two quarters are controlled by the Green Shirts.

A completely repressive victory. Although Scott looked angry about losing the game in an interview with media reporters after the game, no one can deny that the Celtics won beautifully.

Even if Scott complained to the microphone interviewed by the reporter, "It was the other party's lethal tactics that ruined our victory. If West is not injured, we will definitely leave Boston with victory!"

This is a complaint, and it is also Scott's failure to Rivers. He has determined that Rivers let Chen Feng play to destroy. As for Chen Feng's performance later, this guy has already ignored it.

"It was an accident. If someone could watch the replay, they would find that Chen Feng's action did not deliberately hurt people or attack West. It was a fair air duel."

Anyway, he won the game, and Rivers also ignored Scott's crazy dog behavior.

And the perpetrator who was stabbed by Scott is sitting in the locker room of the home team with a depressed face at this moment, completely without the fierce appearance on the field just now.

"Hey, I just want to ask now, do you dare to wait for me for a few minutes before starting the interview?"

At this moment, Chen Feng is almost pulling his neck and rushing to such a large vote of media reporters around him.

"I dare not. What if you run away? It's not like you haven't done this on the opening day of the training camp!"

The person who had learned from the past directly rejected Chen Feng's proposal. Chen Feng really wanted to say, why didn't I hit you with my bicycle that day? This is the biggest mistake!

"Then how dare you let me put on my underwear! Your sister, I'm still bare! It's time for you to take nude photos! I just finished taking a shower! There are no other human rights!"

"Chen, you won't even be shy about this. Don't tell me that you are still a virgin. But it doesn't matter. I'm an adult and I'm immune to these restricted pictures.

Just as Chen Feng was roaring, a sexy female reporter was looking up and down at the bald head that could only be blocked by his waist with a team uniform with provocative eyes.

"I'll go!" Chen Feng was decisively cowardly in the face of such unscrupulous public teasing.

"Why is this foreign woman so fierce? Don't the old men around her have cruel people who can subdue such evil?

Although Chen Feng can only be so embarrassed and naked, er, no, he covers his half-** body with a team uniform. He really can't escape the encirclement of so many reporters, so he can only follow.

"What do you think of your performance in your first NBA game?" This is the issue that people care about the most.

"It's okay. If the coach can let me play longer, it will be more perfect." Chen Feng actually really wants to say now, Rivers, your sister, do you dare to let me play a full quarter?

Of course, Rivers will definitely tell him, dare not! He didn't want Chen Feng to cause violence on the field.

"Do you have anything to explain about West's injury?" The reporter of this media is definitely not from Boston, because no Bostonian will care about Chen Feng's slap.

"It's really none of my business. In fact, if you let him try again, I really don't have to be able to shoot so accurately! Really!" Then, the reporter who asked the question was motionless.

It's not only him, but also the reporters around him who want to shut up, because the guy in front of him is simply a human weapon on the basketball court.

It turned out that Chen Feng was a machine that sucked hatred. His words were thrown into the newspaper intact, and then the New Orleans people began to be collectively hostile to this animal-like guy.

Wester was lying in physiotherapy**, gritting his teeth and reading the newspaper, cursing in a low voice. Do you want to do it again? Are you fucking using me as a volleyball!? Next time you look good!"

It's just such a roar. Chen Feng can't hear it for the time being, but no one denies that this wild boy's first performance in the NBA has begun to capture people's hearts.

As for the future, I'm afraid no one can give an answer... But this night is the first show that belongs to a person. No one can stop it. The dazzling light emitted by a wild street boy...

(I went to watch the ball... Er, you despise me... I admit it...)