Chapter 141 Calculation

Hurt people? Or is it an accident? Looking at Vallejo's nosebleed, most people turned their eyes to Chen Feng in an instant. There was nothing they could do. Who made this boy's previous performance too fierce.

Chen Feng looked at the referee and had no choice but to spread his hands, saying that it was a complete accident, but the referee still thought it was a foul.

Accident? Maybe, but what the referees saw was that after Chen Feng grabbed the rebound, he moved his arm, and then Vallejo beside him fell to the ground with his nose covered.

As for the nosebleed, it was just an accessory. The referees just saw Chen Feng grabbing the rebound and landing, raising his arm, and then elbowed the unlucky Vallejo, which was a foul for them.

The NBA has been modified after several rounds of defensive scale. A foul like elbowing may be a technical foul if the referee is unhappy.

Chen Feng has already had a technical foul. If there is another one, this guy can only watch the game in the locker room.

However, the referee did not give this kind of capital punishment. Chen Feng just raised his arm and just wanted to launch a fast attack and prepare to throw the ball to the front court, which was not intentional.

It only caused such a consequence. The foul was inevitable. Chen Feng was a little upset, but Rivers signaled on the sidelines that he would not argue with the referee.

There is no need to explain or argue with the referee at this time. Those guys have never been reasonable people, at least that's what Rivers thinks.

This is Chen Feng's third foul in this game. Compared with Vallejo's painful expression, Rivers cares more about this.

Jefferson has three fouls, and there are still two quarters left in the game. Chen Feng is now three times. Perkins has fought for one quarter, also because he blocked the little emperor twice on the inside line.

In addition to the previous time when he was in the position with Irgoskaska, Perkins also accumulated three fouls, which made Siberdeau frown at the data on the sidelines.

For the three main insides, all of the fouls have reached three times, which may not be too fatal if placed at ordinary times.

But there is a little emperor on the side of the Cavaliers who can carry the dynamite bag to your inside. If this guy fights with you desperately, the number of fouls will definitely be troublesome.

The third quarter has just begun to play. If Chen Feng is fouled, he must return to the bench. It must be a great impact on the rotation of the Celtics.

When playing against a team with a fairly layered bench thickness like the Cavaliers, what you are afraid of is that you will be forced to compete with them for reserve strength. That is definitely a shortcoming of the Celtics now.

Rivers knows this, and he must keep the sure main lineup on the field as much as possible.

There is not much lead now. If you start to enter a stalemate, once there is a problem with the rotation, the previous accumulated lead may be reversed by the other party in an instant.

"A troublesome foul." Although the other side did not get a free throw, Rivers still felt a little tricky. He stood on the side of the field and charged Chen Feng with a gesture to let him concentrate.

Although he reminded Chen Feng, Rivers always felt that the elbow just now looked a little awkward.

"This damn feeling." Rivers didn't say it, but a strange feeling always lingered in his heart, a little lingering.

An accident? Maybe most people are thinking about the scene that just happened, and Chen Feng just subconsciously looked at Vallejo, who was being treated.

Chen Feng's elbow was not waved, and Vallejo's injury was not serious. He simply stopped the blood and was able to return to the field to continue the game.

The Cavaliers got such a chance to serve. The little emperor did not waste another opportunity. In the face of Pierce's staring, he did not choose the hard jump again, but directly pulled the jump shot.

The more than ten minutes of halftime did not cool the little emperor's touch. Although Pierce had jumped up the cover, the basketball crossed his fingertips and accurately smashed into the basket.

3 points, the Cavaliers approached the score again, and the retreat speed of these guys was fast enough. When West was not ready to launch a fast attack, the Cavaliers had returned to defense.

However, the Celtics are not in a hurry to chase and make a quick attack. They have a stable scoring point on the inside line. They are not afraid of the position battle after falling.

This is also the tactic arranged by Rivers. Since he can score steadily in the position battle, there is no need to play against the opponent's rhythm.

The Cavaliers are eager to play fast-attack with any team. They know what their strengths are. In the first dozen games of this season, these guys accounted for a large proportion of their fast-attack scores.

With such a beast-like existence as the little emperor, the Cavaliers either grab and defend, or create an opportunity for the little emperor to block others on the defensive end, and then a dragon.

This is their most familiar offensive routine. As long as the little emperor can get the ball smoothly in the open area, this guy's running forward attack can hit all the blockers.

This is really not comparable to ordinary people. The main reason is that the little emperor's physical quality is a little too unbelievable.

Even Pierce, an all-star small forward, once said that few people can compare with James physically.

If you use dota as an explanation, the little emperor basically practices all passive skills. This guy is completely an innate skill, and in the later stage, he is a gray cow.

Rivers now needs someone who can limit the performance of the little emperor. Jefferson and Perkins move slightly slower, and only Chen Feng is the most suitable.

If this guy can't take root under the basket for a long time, the restrictions on the little emperor will immediately drop by a level, which is not good news for the Celtics.

What Rivers needs now is Chen Feng to stay on the field as much as possible, so at halftime, he and Siberdu specially reminded Chen Feng not to foul easily.

But less than a minute after their reminder, Chen Feng had committed three fouls, which really annoyed Rivers a little.

However, this is not a deliberate foul like Chen Feng dealing with the little emperor, but a conflict that looks more like an accident. At least Rivers hopes it is an accident.

What the people on the sidelines are thinking will not affect the rhythm of the game on the field. There is no way to thread Ron, but West's experience is not vegetarian.

In the face of Gibson, West is not at a loss. The opponent's shooting skill may be a little stronger, but if it is to control the ball, Gibson is still a little weaker.

West's fake action of changing the direction of the breakthrough made Gibson's center of gravity shift. With such a big gap, how could West miss it? He turned around and wiped it directly.

Gibson's defense is definitely a standard leak. Mike Brown is also helpless about this, but because this guy has a good three-point shooting ability, he still put up with it.

In order to open enough space for the little emperor to use, Gibson can definitely involve the opponent's peripheral defensive forces on the court, but this guy's defense is really speechless.

A simple change of direction can make this guy lose his center of gravity. I guess Mike Brown really wants to drag him over. Ask, who can you defend against?

But this is no longer meaningful to discuss. Gibson was thrown away like this anyway, and West also plunged into the inside line of the Cavaliers.

Guden, who made up for the defense, reacted quickly. He took a step and chased after West.

But West had prevented Gooden from coming behind his back. He did not choose to lay up directly, but took another step inside, and there was a big guy who could be his helper in the three-second zone.

Gooden's speed is not so fast, so his pursuit is just to force the other party to make a mistake. If West chooses to shoot after breaking through, he may be able to block a cap.

When West was not fooled by this, he went straight to the inside line. Guden was not a reincarnation of a gibbon, and his pursuit was not so fast, so he could only watch West kill him.

A step closer, West is now waiting for Chen Feng to make a wall for himself from the flanks, which can just kill the pursuers behind him, and he can also have enough space for a layup.

Chen Feng's speed from the flank cover was quite fast. Almost at the moment West started, he had already moved. Now he only needs to cross between Guden and West to block the pursuer.

But just as Chen Feng took that step and was ready to block Guden, as soon as he took this step, his body was tight, and he felt that his shoulder seemed to hit someone's body.

"Du!" Before Chen Feng could react, he heard the referee's whistle sound again, and the gesture was clearly pointing at himself.

offensive foul? Before Chen Feng understood what was going on, he had already seen one lying on the floor beside him.

With a messy head and a white headband, the Brazilian insider Vallejo, was lying on the floor clenching his fist, and the expression on his face was as if he had just finished a beautiful dunk.

"I'll go! What the hell is this? It seems that I'm just a cover action? Is this also an offensive foul?"

Chen Feng really wanted to argue with the referee. In less than a minute, he fouled twice, and they all blew him. One was the elbow in the defense. Now a cover action is also an offensive foul?

Your sister! That guy is obviously clingy! Chen Feng obviously felt that his shoulder was not really strong just now. He was waiting to carry Guden's guy. How could he be fierce when he stepped?

But the facts were in front of him. Chen Feng didn't know when the Brazilian appeared beside him. When he ran over to cover just now, he didn't see the grandson.

Why did this suddenly flash to me? I'll go! How can that boy act like a ghost!

Chen Feng was still ready to say something to the referee with an unhappy face. Rivers over there had already reacted. He hammered the tactical board and cursed in a low voice.

"What the hell! How can I forget that the Brazilian is a fake guy. This time he was tricked by those Clevelands!"

Rivers now turned his head to look at Mike Brown, and the guy now looks happy.

"Damn guy, he's calculating me here!" Rivers now understands why the guy still uses the Brazilian when Valejo can't stand Chen Feng.

Nima, it turns out that he is going to play this hand!

(I haven't contacted my comrades, please do it as soon as possible, okay? How many days has it been? Today's chapter, more update tomorrow!)