"Shh!" The booing sounded unscrupulously. Under the light that was almost about to seep into the soul, Zhong Yu, who was lying on the ground, let out a heavy breath. He was so tired that he wanted to lie on this cold floor from now on and never get up again.

When Zhong Yu heard that the home fans were actually booing him, a humiliation that hurt him to the bone made him almost unable to remember his name.

For a moment, my thoughts were messy and flying.

At the June 2007 draft, although the 20-year-old Zhong Yu was picked by the New Orleans Hornets in the second round, Zhong Yu still laughed when he shook hands with Stern.

Because this is the NBA, the dreamiest place in everyone who plays basketball. At that time, he even thought that he could control the whole world.

It is now 2008, March 29, approaching the end of the regular season of the 2007-2008 season. Zhong Yu has been hit to the bottom. In nine months, he has only gained 25 opportunities to play in total, and averaged only 4.7 minutes per game, scoring 0.2 points, 0.1 assists and 0.4 turnovers...

But the domestic media fully developed their usual high-level black role, blew Zhong Yu into "Asian Jordan" and portrayed him as a god possession.

So, now, after comparing the poor data with gorgeous publicity, Zhong Yu's performance has been exaggerated by powerful Chinese netizens as a tragic character from beginning to end.

The humiliating nickname "Ergeful Emperor" was added to Zhong Yu.

Today, the New Orleans Hornets faced the Boston Celtics at home, and the game advanced to the third minute of the second quarter, with a score of 20:29, and the Hornets fell by 9 points.

Now is the time to be substitute, head coach Scott almost used a pity to get Zhong Yu on the court. As a result, this was the first ball. Zhong Yu was forcibly broken through by Celtics' substitute point guard Tony Allen, and a heavy drop came on his head. So Zhong Yu was rushed out of the baseline and fell to the ground hard.

New Orleans fans are already unhappy with this Chinese player. He was like this when the opponent just came on the court, so everyone has accumulated a long time of resentment.

The booing came just like this. For an NBA player, being booed at home is really a humiliating incident that almost makes people commit suicide.

Although Zhong Yu was so tired that he wanted to close his eyes and fell asleep without caring about anything, he still stood up slowly.

Just like this year, even when it reached its lowest point, he never gave up. Because basketball has already penetrated deep into his bones and became his own breath, he can't give up basketball or NBA.

The blood is not cold yet, and the heart is still beating.

You must stand up, like a fighter, stand up.

Even though I have been covered in bruises, I have to stand up.

Scott originally wanted to make substitutions, but thinking about it, it was not good to substitutions too frequently, so he endured it and prepared to see how the team performed next.

Zhong Yu's recognition in the team was lower than that, which can be seen from the fact that no one came to pull him up just now.

He suppressed all the anger and humiliation in his heart, but ran slowly through the half and participated in the attack. Tony Allen stood in front of Zhong Yu, sneering, trying to completely slam Zhong Yu into the bottom of the valley with trash words: "Did you see it? Man, you are so weak, like a bitch."

Zhong Yu didn't speak. When he was not strong enough, he could only exchange for his mouth when he spoke more.

After the Hornets took the ball through half, they played again. Tony Allen defended Zhong Yu, but there was actually no pressure. This league's excellent single defense expert is very easy to defend against an insulated player like Zhong Yu who averages 0.2 points per game.

At this moment, Zhong Yu suddenly felt a little pain on his left shoulder. He turned his head and looked at it and found that a hole appeared on it, blood flowing out, painting a black wedge-shaped logo on his shoulder red.

This wedge-shaped logo was two years ago when he and his friend climbed Huangshan Mountain. After accidentally falling down, they were pressed to the ground by something. After that, this logo was added to the left shoulder and could not be washed off no matter what.

Seeing this wedge-shaped sign stained with blood at this moment, Zhong Yu's mind, Scott let his slightly pity look flashed when he came on stage...

A fire slowly burned up in his chest.

Tony Allen in front of him was sneering, Zhong Yu tightened his teeth, looked at the offensive arrangements of the basket and the Hornets. Suddenly, he felt a little hot on his left arm.

Then, a strange and unquestionable thought appeared in his heart - as long as he reached the top of the front arc within the three-point line, he could easily hit a ball anywhere within this range!

This strange feeling made Zhong Yu feel restless for a short time. At this moment, Mike James, who was in control of the ball, was about to attack the inside. This veteran had a certain threat to the inside. Tony Allen glanced at Zhong Yu and immediately rushed over to double-team Mike James.

In his eyes, Zhong Yu was not worthy of his defense.

Zhong Yu was a little disappointed, but the strange feeling in his heart came from nowhere, and it became more and more profound. He was attracted by this feeling and took a step forward, reaching the top of the arc from the free throw line to the three-point line...

Mike James was double-teamed, but the opponent's restrictions on the Hornets were quite serious, and several good players were still stared at by people.

The only one who can accept the pass is Zhong Yu.

Without thinking, the point guard instinct let him pass the basketball to Zhong Yu in the open space.

"Damn it, the score difference is about to expand to more than ten..."

Seeing Zhong Yu holding the ball, he seemed to be preparing to jump shot. Many of the fans in the audience closed their eyes and complained viciously.

"This Chinese guy, does he dare to shoot this ball?"

When Tony Allen saw Zhong Yu receiving the ball in an open position, he didn't care about it. He just raised his hand symbolically and blocked Zhong Yu. However, he had just lost his position, and his defense was obviously just scratching his head for Zhong Yu.

Byron Scott actually believed that Zhong Yu would miss the ball, and then planned to arrange a counterattack method for the Hornets to fall behind tens of their way.

So, just as everyone's eyes that did not contain even a trace of trust, Zhong Yu began to jump shot!

Because of the feeling in his heart, and his instinct as a shooting guard, he did not allow him to refuse such an opportunity.

The audience seemed to be silent in an instant. Tony Allen in front of him pounced on his body very slowly, and he could even see the contempt in his eyes.

Then, Zhong Yu rose to the highest altitude, and his tall figure bloomed in the air. This was a forward jump shot. His jump shot posture was indeed very beautiful. However, this beautiful posture became the part of the audience's attack on him in their hearts. No matter how beautiful the jump shot is, what's the use of not being able to make it?

The players under the basket were preparing to grab the board, and the basketball flew slowly along the parabola in the sky. At this moment, it seemed that the birds were gone.

"Swish!" In the eyes of everyone's unbelievable eyes, the white net flowers bloomed instantly, the net flowers splashed, and the sound of basketballs entering the net made people tremble.

"The ball has entered!" An excitement seemed to explode in Zhong Yu's chest. It was hard for anyone to understand the feeling of a bench in a bench and scoring a goal on the basketball court. This feeling even makes people rather die with a smile at this moment.

"The ball is in!" On the Hornets' bench, several people applauded in surprise, followed by the cheers of the women for this handsome Chinese player.

Zhong Yu raised his right fist and clenched it tightly.

"The ball actually went in!"

22:29, the Hornets fell seven points behind.

"It seems that this Chinese player can still shoot a few goals..."

"In this case, if he can't make a shot, then leave NBA as soon as possible..."

The sounds in the audience were heard endlessly.

"Give him some more chance..." Scott thought silently when he saw this situation.

Tony Allen's eyes slowly became cold. He felt that he shouldn't have let this kid leave a free space just now. However, it happened, and now no matter what he said, it would be useless.

"Boy, from now on, you won't get even a point on my head." Tony Allen said coldly to Zhong Yu, the cold curves on the corners of his mouth made people believe that he was telling the truth.

Although he did not have the ability to act as low-key as possible, in the face of such provocation, Zhong Yu was not a good person who would obey. He smiled slightly: "From now, to one second in the future?"

Tony Allen was speechless for a moment and didn't want to talk anymore. Instead, he asked the point guard for the ball and wanted to play Zhong Yu.

Then, he took the basketball and prepared to force his way in from Zhong Yu. Zhong Yu's body is definitely the best among the yellow people, and it is impossible for him to knock it away so easily, so Tony Allen chose a jump shot.

Two-point hit.

Tony Allen beat his chest and said fiercely: "See it, this is my strength."

Zhong Yu said coldly: "Like my next ball, it's a jump shot."

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While talking, Zhong Yu's mind was in a panic and surprised state.

On the last ball, Zhong Yuyang hit the mid-range shot, and then something strange appeared in front of him.

It was a trace of information that suddenly appeared in his mind. He had no time to understand the meaning of it - it was a pale yellow stadium, and on both sides of the court, from the free throw line to the top of the three-point line, it was bright red.

Then, a message appeared in Zhong Yu's mind: the first area, unblocked, shooting percentage was 95%, turned on!

The second unblocking area is opened by 2/50 (score points)!

This explains why he just felt like he could definitely hit the target as long as he took action.

Time on the basketball court is always fleeting, and in a blink of an eye, it is time for the Hornets to attack again.

Zhong Yu threw all his distracting thoughts behind his head, but stood at the 45th degree angle of the left wing of the three-point line. He needed to enter the offensive state as soon as possible.

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