Chapter 139 Mike Brown's melancholy

I guess no one expected such a situation to happen on the court. Er, including the referee, he was a little stunned at that moment. What on earth happened? What's the situation?

Everyone has seen fierce defense, especially those referees who have been in the NBA for a long time. They are even more knowledgeable. What kind of unconventional actions have not been seen?

But... it's not like that, is it!? Do you drag people down abruptly and don't let go?

Don't say that the referee is a question mark at this moment, and everyone around him has an expression, that is, he opens his mouth wide, and then looks at the big guys rolling under the basket without blinking.

The fans are basically speechless. The Bostonians need to see the fierce defense appear, but it's so fierce that even they can't accept it. Er, isn't it a little too cruel?

Barkley and Miller's two big mouths forced the broadcast to stop at this moment, because even the two old ruffians didn't know what to say.

Explanation? This also explains your sister! What do you say? Do you want to explain to the TV audience that just now, the little emperor was directly pressed down on the floor from the air?

It doesn't matter if this is a formal defensive action. Even Barkley is worried about how to organize the language. Damn it, can't you do it? Just drag it so directly?

Miller's side is not so worried, but he is also scratching his scalp. Er, this, it really can't be explained. This foul is really not even a minimum cover-up.

It looks like it's going to be blocked, but of course, old people like Barkley and Miller know that if it's purely for the block, what does it mean to hold on to the other party in the end?

Protect yourself from injury? If someone dares to say this to Barkley, I guess this fat man can directly slap him with his mouth wide. Does he protect himself like this? Pulling others as a cushion for yourself?

That's not such a way to drag! That's completely a posture of death. The boy is like risking his life. He doesn't care what he falls like, but he doesn't intend to let the other party score!

I guess only Rivers was the first to react. He directly covered his forehead with his hand and muttered, "What the hell, how dare he do anything!"

Mike Brown is definitely not as calm as Rivers and can curse. He is almost a little dull. He points to the big guys who are rolling under the basket with one hand, and his lips are shivering.

Er, this is definitely not scared. At least Mike Brown is the owner who has eaten. His expression is completely angry, because he didn't expect that the bald head dared to be so blatant!

I'll go! Is that a defensive move? That was simply holding someone else's shoulder, and then stretching out most of his body, dragging the little emperor down from the air.

That's two concepts with the block of the defensive pursuit. How can there be such a defense that he doesn't let go!?

The moment the boy fell from the air, he didn't let go! It's all about dragging the little emperor to play with himself and rubbing the floor!

Mike Brown almost jumped up and cursed now! He is not afraid of anything else. He is afraid that the little emperor will miss something. The little emperor is the treasure of the whole city of Cleveland!

If this is injured or something, the Cavaliers' hope of hitting the top position in the East will be gone.

The most important thing is that Mike Brown can't explain to his boss. It's okay if the bald boy on the Celtics is injured! But the Cavaliers can't afford to hurt the core of the little emperor.

This is not an isometric problem. The Celtics can play without Chen Feng. If the Cavaliers don't have a little emperor, they will immediately turn into another team.

Of course, the combat effectiveness of that team must be more competitive, not to mention the Eastern boss or the championship.

Whoever gets down can't be the little emperor gets down! When Mike Brown saw the little emperor fall from the air, his heart basically stopped beating.

When three people rolled on the floor, Mike Brown was basically in shock. He fell down so high and was dragged and didn't let go. Is this good?

Mike Brown almost shouted and let his team doctor run to see what was going on with the little emperor. He protested at the referee!

"Malicious foul! This is a fucking malicious foul! It should be directly expelled from the court!"

Mike Brown, who had always been withered, was a rare blood at this time. His tough voice shocked Rivers, who was not far away.

As for the referee, I guess what they are most afraid of is the conflict on the court. As for Mike Brown's roar, they have automatically skipped it and did not warn the crazy fat man.

The situation that the referees were most worried about did not happen. Although the players on both sides were a little verbally provocative to each other, most of them were still in a hurry to drag the three guys who rolled under the basket together.

The little emperor was the first to be dragged up. This guy's shape was also the first time he was so embarrassed. The headband had flown, and the wrist guard had faded to the position of the elbow.

Not to mention the team uniform. One side of the shoulder was pulled off. The little shape at that moment was like an innocent little girl who had just been killed.

Er, in fact, the shape is a little similar. It's not that the little emperor really looks like that. After all, that buddy's physique is really a little unbearable. Who can subdue him?

It is estimated that you can also find a heavy-flavored lover like the little emperor from places like Planet of the Apes. Earthlings basically have no desire to invade him.

He was furious. Perhaps it is the most appropriate to use this word to describe the expression of the little emperor. Although his teammates pulled him up, his angry expression and the action of shaking his hand to break free can be seen that the little emperor is definitely on the verge of violence at this moment. If no one pulls him, it is estimated that he can find someone to settle accounts immediately.

Who do you want to settle accounts with? Er, of course, it's the evil guy, the guy who has just been dragged by Perkins. Chen Feng looks very normal, and his bald head is still bright, and he is still alive.

In fact, there is no need for Perkins to drag. The boy is about to jump up, but he is still stepping on No. 1 under his feet, so he slows down. The lively posture doesn't look like he is injured.

As for Valejo lying on the floor, it is definitely the most tragic one. A simple card position is stuck under the body of two guys. Is there anything more unlucky than this experience?

It's enough to be pressed on his shoulder to jump, not to mention that he was pressed to lie on the floor together. Of course, the most unfortunate thing is that he is the one at the bottom.

The doctor of the Cavaliers did not find out what was wrong with the little emperor. I have to say that the little emperor's physique was really strong enough. He was not injured when he threw it on the floor so hard.

It's just that the little emperor can feel that his arm is a little numb. Of course, it must not be a fall, but pinched by some evil guy.

When the bastard dragged himself down, he used a lot of strength in his hands, otherwise the little emperor would not be able to break free and fell on his back in such an awkward way.

The boy's hand strength is really strong enough. The little emperor can still feel that his little arm is a little numb when he is patted and pulled.

However, Vallejo tragically put a hemostatic tape on his chin. This is the consequence of swatting the floor with his chin. The Brazilian is now completely shot while lying down.

There was nothing wrong with him in the first place, but in the end, he was the most unlucky, which was completely a disaster.

Vallejo is very aggrieved, but the little emperor is even more annoyed. He has never been so **!

The little emperor really wanted to settle accounts with Chen Feng by rolling his arms and sleeves. Originally, he was a very beautiful singles breakthrough just now, and he was completely ready to end with a tough slam dunk.

Everything went perfectly, especially the breakthrough in the early stage, which directly erased Tony Allen's entanglement. Just the last ten centimeters away, his hand could immediately touch the basketball basket.

But the result has come, not only failed to dunk and score, but also pulled directly from the air to the floor by a barbarian guy, falling like a dead dog.

The little emperor has never fallen so awkwardly. Even if he is fouled by others, he has never been so unlucky to fall into a dead dog.

This is even more terrible than being stimulated by the boy's words on the sidelines just now. Although there is no laughter at this moment, the little emperor can obviously feel that the people around him are watching his jokes.

There is no worse feeling than this. From being ignored and ridiculed by that boy, and then maliciously fouled now, the bald man seems to have been challenging his bottom line!

"Do you only use fouls to stop me! You coward!" Being dragged by Ilgoskas, the little emperor could only roar at Chen Feng.

"Hey, do you know what blocking is? PickandRoll, do you understand? It's very simple, that is, if you block me, then I have to let you roll on the ground.

Chen Feng's reply almost made Irgoskas not hold the little emperor. At least the Lithuanian people pressed the little emperor and obeyed him. The other party was obviously a master who was not afraid of making trouble.

However, Chen Feng's words were not shouted out, which was enough for the little emperor to hear clearly.

"His offensive idea is good, but I can't let him do whatever he wants, can he?"

The little emperor over there is still thinking about how to come to revenge. Chen Feng has begun to gossip with his teammates around him, as if the person who fouled just now is not him at all.

For this kind of person whose nerves are strong to a certain extent, no one can do anything about it, and Rivers is completely speechless.

Well, let that boy make up for it, just make up for it? Is this a defense? Rivers really wants to ask Xibodu around him, is it that the task he assigned is not clear? Or did the boy not understand at all?

But I guess Xibodu can't figure out what Chen Feng's little madman is thinking, defense? Er, what I just guarded was really..., it's tough enough.

Now there must be more people scratching their heads. In addition to the people on the scene, David Falk, who is far away at the NIKE headquarters of the World Campus in Portland, Oregon, is also scratching his head.

David Falk originally came to NIKE headquarters to find his old friend Luolan. The wild boy he signed the contract with under his side is on the rise and needs to have a big brand endorsement to support the scene, and Chen Feng's performance has indeed attracted the attention of NIKE. His old friend Roland I put down the sales in France and went back to the headquarters to meet and chat with my old friends.

David Falk has his own opinion on the value of Chen Feng. After Yao Ming became famous with the NBA, the country on the other side of the ocean is an excellent potential market.

Although many fans there wear pirated sneakers and jerseys, as long as one in the billion people in the market is willing to buy authentic products, it is enough for those businessmen to make a lot of money.

How much business opportunity can Yao Ming bring? I guess everyone has seen that David Falk doesn't think his boy will be much worse than Yao Ming.

Compared with those native stars in the NBA, this kind of guy with a sense of belonging is more likely to open the unknown market.

Identity. On this point, David Falk knows very well that he, as a super agent, will not waste such a card in his hand.

NIKE, David Falk was able to cooperate with the other party to launch a dragon among people like Master Joe. Why can't he continue to create a myth that belongs to the East now?

It is not a good choice to have such a big brand to raise the value of that boy. In David Falk's careful calculation, he never does business at a loss.

At least a few minutes ago, David Falk was still watching the game broadcast on TV with his old friend Roland, talking about the cooperation that might be used as cooperation.

The TV broadcast happened to be the duel between the Cavaliers and the Celtics. The performance of Chen Feng and Rdo in the first section gave David Falk enough confidence to recommend his agent to his old friends.

It's really fierce. Even Roland, an old deep-fried dough stick that often plays in the pile of players, has to admit the praise of David Falk. The little guy No. 99 really has the value of making every effort.

However, James is the new generation of his company's signature, especially the wild counterattack in the second quarter, which also made Roland find a little scene in front of David Falk.

"Look, David, that's the signboard that our company is pushing now." As one of the original contractors, Roland is certainly a little proud of the little emperor's growing popularity in the NBA.

After all, after Joe's help, being able to launch such a leader of the new generation is also a blockbuster for Nike's competition for the NBA market.

David Falk does not deny the ability of the little emperor, but compares the boy with Joe. He thinks he is still a little tender. At least the boy hasn't won the NBA championship yet.

However, just in the interval between the two people who were still commenting on this fierce competition, they almost saw the moment when Chen Feng made evil.

At that second, David Falk almost wanted to lament, "Go, is that boy really going crazy? God, this is bullshit!"

"Directly drag down the new generation of leaders who are fully created by the company. This..., cooperation? Let's cooperate with each other! It seems that I should find a home for that boy.

David Falk has never been so melancholy, but at this moment, he really wants to ask the old man Takanien, is this the good seedling you introduced to me? Damn, you're just cheating!

Everyone is thinking about what Chen Feng was thinking at the moment when he stretched out his hand to drag people. Is he and the little emperor really so wrong?

What are you thinking about? Others don't know, but of course Chen Feng knows what he is doing. The Celtics have been beaten from the beginning of the second quarter.

The advantage accumulated in the first quarter was instantly wiped out, and the momentum of the Cavaliers came out, which was the most troublesome.

The fierce blow after the suspension finally saved some of the momentum lost, which also made the atmosphere in the North Bank Garden Arena begin to boil again.

At this time, if the little emperor is allowed to complete a beautiful blow, the morale that has just been recovered may fall down again, and Chen Feng doesn't want to watch James go wild on his territory.

So in the last block, knowing that he might not be able to fan the opponent's shot, Chen Feng also did it. He didn't fly the ball, and still did he still fan the man?

As for how to punish the referee, that's their problem. Anyway, Chen Feng only has a principle. Does he want to make a beautiful counterattack in front of me? That's fucking dreaming!

Even if it's a foul, I'll drag you on the floor and lie down! So that you can have a good memory next time!

The excitement on both sides finally calmed down a little, and the referee also gave his own judgment.

Technical foul! A T didn't run away, but this is not what Mike Brown wanted. Now he really wants the referee to put the boy directly into the locker room!

It's better to get additional penalties after the game, otherwise Mike Brown can't accept this foul.

However, the referee also has his own considerations. First of all, when Chen Feng committed a foul, he ran to the block, although in the end, the boy was actually quite dark.

But it didn't cause actual damage. It was reasonable to give a T. The punishment was not severe, but the referee also gave the boy a little lesson.

Especially several referees signaled to Chen Feng. You'd better be honest with me in the game later!

Second, this is the home court in Boston. If it is done for Chen Feng, it is estimated that the fans will incite it, and the antagonism on both sides of the next game will be more serious.

The little emperor has ignited the atmosphere in the stadium. If there is another fierce physical confrontation, the game may get out of control.

The referee also considers it in many ways, so a technical foul can serve as a warning, make Chen Feng restrained a little, and also make the Cavaliers accept it.

Two free throws and one throw can also be regarded as a little face for the Cavaliers, but these referees really don't want to see what evil Chen Feng will do later.

The little emperor hit two goals with a stable free throw, but the Cavaliers did not make good use of the subsequent throw, and Hughes failed to throw a jumper when he was against Szebiak.

Chen Feng grabbed the rebound from the top of Irgoskas's head, and then made a ground pass through the half-court, allowing Ronda to pick up the basket in Damon Jones's pursuit.

Mike Brown frowned and looked at the scene, and the eyes staring at Chen Feng's figure were almost on fire.

This stingy guy is thinking about it. It's an exam question about Chen Feng...

(European Cup guessing, starting tomorrow...)