mtlumby2d Chapter 188 A Great Start! A Resounding Victory!
Chapter 188 A Great Start! A Resounding Victory!
“王修承上场17分钟，投篮12中9，其中三分球7中5，罚球3中2,拿到25分的同时，还有10个助攻，3个抢断。”
"Zeng played for 7 minutes, making 3 of 5 three-pointers, and scored 9 points."
"What do you think of the performance of the two Chinese players, Ms. Su?"
Su Qun pushed up her glasses. "Zeng's role on the Nets is very clear: he's a long-range shooter."
"I don't know if Zeng will be able to stay on the team after Harris returns, but judging from his performance in the first half today, he is a qualified substitute."
"As for Xiao Wang, there's not much to say. If you let him play point guard, he can organize the team very well. His 10 assists in the first half are proof of that. Of course, three of those were for Xiao Zeng."
“If you let him play shooting guard and only focus on scoring, Xiao Wang can do the job very well. He made 5 of 7 three-pointers and scored 25 points in the first half. This is a level of versatility that we haven’t seen with the Rockets.”
"If you ask me, the Rockets' tendency to tank has limited Xiao Wang to some extent."
"At the Nets, because there is a big gap between the substitutes and the starters, Xiao Wang has taken on more scoring responsibilities in the limited playing time."
"But we also need to be aware that the Nets' bench players could really be a liability."
"It's impossible for the Nets' bench to perform this well every game."
Su Qun seemed to have a lot to say, and spoke for a full five minutes straight.
Even when the director announced that the second half was about to begin, Su Qun couldn't stop herself from wearing a skirt.
So much so that when the footage was shown on set, Su Qun muttered to herself for a long time.
Yu Jia did not interrupt Su Qun; he understood Su Qun's feelings.
It's been far too long since we've seen Chinese players perform this well in the NBA.
Yu Jia didn't end the conversation until Su Qun finished speaking. "We can see that the second half has started. The starting lineups for both sides have not changed. Wang Xiucheng will still start in the second half, playing the shooting guard position."
The second half of the game began amidst cheers from the entire stadium.
After a few possessions, the Pelicans had possession of the ball, but Wang Xiucheng stole it.
Zhang Jiani held her drink and saw Wang Xiucheng smile at her for some reason, and her heart skipped a beat.
He couldn't possibly see me from this distance.
In fact, Wang Xiucheng did not see her. He only saw a foreigner with a bare neck dancing on the stairs, so he smiled and glanced at him.
The second half of the game was almost a carbon copy of the first half.
However, Wang Xiucheng didn't make as many moves.
During halftime, Nash specifically told Wang Xiucheng that if the Pelicans didn't press him closely, he could let Benciado handle the ball.
He was worried that if Wang Xiucheng continued to take on as much responsibility as he did in the first half, it would lead to problems with his stamina in the fourth quarter.
It now seems that Benxi is completely unable to replace Wang Xiucheng.
We'd rather work Benxi to death than let Wang Xiucheng have any physical problems.
Wang Xiucheng made a restrained shot, but Durant got into a frenzy.
Durant didn't rest for a minute throughout the third quarter, taking a total of 9 shots and scoring 15 points in the quarter through shots and free throws.
This meant that Zion's Pelicans, despite their best efforts, were unable to close the gap between the two teams.
When the third quarter ended, the score difference between the two teams was still 13 points.
The third quarter was essentially a wasted effort.
After a short break, the fourth quarter began.
Durant is resting on the bench.
Wang Xiucheng led the substitutes onto the field.
When Willie Green saw this lineup, his head started to ache.
After a few rounds, he looked down at his toes again.
He felt he might be experiencing some depression.
He was beaten by Wang Xiucheng.
In four minutes, the score difference between the two sides increased from 13 points to 19 points.
Heh heh heh!
This guy is a substitute?
Durant racked up points single-handedly, but the point difference remained unchanged.
But when substitutes were brought in, the point difference widened dramatically.
Can we call the police?
If the substitutes are better than the starters, what is this if not fraud?
Just as I was about to ask the assistant coach to bring me my phone, the Pelicans scored one or two goals.
Then Willie Green saw Wang Xiucheng make a long pass that found his compatriot.
Swish!
Willie Green watched helplessly as the Chinese man sank his fifth three-pointer of the game.
The point difference has now officially reached 20 points.
Willie Green scratched his head and smiled at the Chinese man.
He didn't know if the problem lay with the Chinese players or with the league's scouts.
A player who makes five three-pointers in a game is on a two-way contract?
Does this scene seem familiar?
Was Wang Xiucheng the same last year, surprising all the coaches and managers in the league?
Should we make a move now and try to get our hands on that Chinese guy named "zen"?
Otherwise, the longer it takes, the higher the price will be.
Wang Xiucheng already showed the entire league this through his actions last year.
Willie Green called a timeout.
After checking the time, he decided to bring all the key players back onto the field.
Otherwise, it might be too late when you want to change it.
But the truth is, by then it was too late.
When the Pelicans brought all their starters back, Nash still kept Wang Xiucheng on the court with four substitutes to wear down the opponent.
The Pelicans' anticipated fatigue issue with Wang Xiucheng hasn't materialized yet, but the game already seems to be dragging on.
With four minutes remaining in the game, the score was 20 points apart.
Nash called a timeout, substituted Wang Xiucheng and all the substitutes, and brought on several starters except for Durant.
Yes, the substitute players are the ones who receive the applause after the game.
The starting players, including Ben West and Claxton, were brought up to play garbage time.
The game dragged on until the very end, and when the referee blew the final whistle, the score was 130 to 108.
The Nets defeated the Pelicans by 22 points at home.
Judging from the score, the game seemed to be going very smoothly.
The fans all stood up and applauded happily. What could be more exciting than a winning start?
Grandpa Vimi clapped until his hands were red, but his eyes were fixed on the Chinese boy through the lenses of his reading glasses.
In a corner of the stands, two girls dressed in casual clothes were sitting.
"Sister Xiaozi, it seems like Watanabe-senpai didn't have many opportunities today."
The speaker was a woman with a hot figure and curvaceous body.
She wasn't very thin, but her graceful figure perfectly showcased her unique charm and allure.
"It takes time to adapt when you first arrive here, and the Chinese guy on the two-way contract performed very well today. He and Xiong Tai are in the same position."
The two spoke very softly, but if you were nearby, you could still hear that they were speaking Japanese.
"By the way, Ayaka, is your new drama about to be released soon?"
"Yeah, it seems like it'll be released next month. We'll need to do some promotion then."
"You said you'll be staying in New York for a while. Where will you be staying? Would you like to stay with us first?"
"No need, I've already rented a room at the Four Seasons Hotel."
"Okay, let me know if you need anything."
"must."
Ayaka Miyoshi rested her chin on her hand, looking at the Chinese player on the field. Compared to last year, he seemed even more handsome.
That year, she would secretly watch Rockets games at home whenever she had a spare moment.
She didn't know why, but she just wanted to see that man.
Now that the Chinese guy and Watanabe-senpai have both come to Brooklyn and become teammates, she can openly watch the games.
She chatted with Watanabe-senpai by chance and learned that he was staying at the Four Seasons Hotel, so she also checked into the Four Seasons Hotel, hoping to see him often.
Thinking of this, Ayaka Miyoshi's face unconsciously turned red.
……
After exchanging greetings with the other party, Wang Xiucheng found Zeng Fanbo in the corner.
Many star players whom Zeng Fanbo had only seen on TV before came to shake his hand, which made him a little nervous.
Especially when Zion came to find him just now, his heavy and intimidating body made Zeng Fanbo feel like he was seeing a fierce tiger.
The moment Zion grasped his hand, Zeng Fanbo felt that if the other man exerted any force, he might crush his hand.
"Let's go, let's do an interview."
Wang Xiucheng, who took off his outer jacket to reveal an Antara logo sports vest underneath, put his arm around Zeng Fanbo's shoulder and walked to a camera waiting under the basket.
"Wang Xiucheng, Zeng Fanbo, hello, I'm Zhang Manyuan from CCTV Sports." Zhang Manyuan introduced herself first, glanced at Wang Xiucheng's bare body, subconsciously licked her lips, and continued.
"Let me ask Zeng first, how did you feel about your first official NBA game?"
Zeng Fanbo, who had been quite flustered, suddenly felt inexplicably relaxed standing next to Wang Xiucheng.
"It felt great. Brother Wang passed me a lot of balls, and I managed to capitalize on most of them."
Zeng Fanbo didn't hide the fact that Wang Xiucheng deliberately passed the ball to him; after all, it was his own country's TV station, and everyone could see it clearly even if he didn't say it.
"Wang Xiucheng, what do you think of Zeng's performance today?" Zhang Manyuan then turned her attention to Wang Xiucheng.
Wang Xiucheng seemed to approve of Zeng Fanbo's performance, nodding and saying, "His performance was not bad, much better than my first NBA game."
Judging solely from their playing positions and playing time, Zeng Fanbo's first match was indeed significantly better than Wang Xiucheng's.
Zhang Manyuan really wanted to continue talking to Wang Xiucheng about something else, but the occasion was really inappropriate. A black public relations officer next to the Nets kept staring at her and then glancing at Wang Xiucheng from time to time.
Although he couldn't understand what these Chinese people were saying, it seemed that he would dare to interrupt the interview if Wang Xiucheng frowned even slightly.
"One last question, have you discussed your goals for this season with Durant?" Zhang Manyuan asked quickly, wanting to ask one last question.
Wang Xiucheng paused slightly, seemingly considering how to answer the question.
Zhang Manyuan meant to ask if the two wanted to win the championship, but she asked in a very veiled way.
The black guy next to him saw this and thought, "Damn, Wang Xiucheng is frowning. He doesn't want to be interviewed anymore." So the black guy tried to block the camera.
Wang Xiucheng pulled him back and stopped him.
"Not yet. You know I've only been in Brooklyn for a few days, and I've only participated in a few training games. It's too early to talk about this now. Let's talk about it around the All-Star break."
"Okay, thank you both for the interview."
Nodding, Wang Xiucheng pulled Zeng Fanbo to Penguin Sports, which was waiting for them in the distance.
After all, we can't favor one over the other.
"Teachers, this is the interview in progress. Now it's your turn to take over."
As Zhang Manyuan spoke, the television screen returned to the live broadcast studio.
Yu Jia didn't look up, but instead reported the data from the match.
"Wang Xiucheng scored 35 points and 15 assists in this game, both of which were the highest in the game."
"Durant exploded in the third quarter, scoring 32 points in the game."
"You can tell from the scores of these two players that the Nets are indeed a super team. The two of them accounted for more than half of the Nets' 130 points."
"But relatively speaking, the others are much weaker. Zeng's 15 points are the fourth highest in the team, second only to Mills' 16 points."
"Does Ms. Su have anything to say?"
Yu Jia simply read out the data without saying much else or offering his own opinions.
Su Qun looked relaxed, but spoke quickly: "Through this game, I think Nash will seriously consider Zeng's role in the team."
"After wasting several opportunities in the fourth quarter, Zeng made 5 of 8 three-pointers, which was incredibly efficient."
"But we also need to see that Zeng's role is somewhat one-dimensional. All of his shots in this game were from beyond the three-point line. Once his three-point shot is off, his efficiency will be very poor. This is something that Zeng needs to learn and improve in the future."
"Of course, with Wang Xiucheng around, this kind of problem can be largely avoided, but it's not a long-term solution."
Yu Jia nodded in deep agreement.
Zeng Fanbo sometimes drives to the basket to grab rebounds during the Summer League, but he showed no such intention in this game.
Perhaps it was Wang Xiucheng who requested it.
……
After spending more than an hour at the stadium, Wang Xiucheng finally got into Ma Wei's car and headed to his apartment at the Four Seasons Hotel.
The Four Seasons Hotel in Tribeca is divided into two parts: the lower half contains regular hotel rooms, while the upper half consists of private apartments.
Between the two areas are numerous community rooms, restaurants, bars, gyms, swimming pools, and more.
The private apartments have separate elevators, which hotel guests cannot access, let alone reach the private apartment area.
After having the Wu brothers, Wu Di and Wu Jia, return the ball bag and other items to the apartment, Wang Xiucheng and Ma Wei took the regular elevator to the restaurant.
Having finished the match without eating anything, Wang Xiucheng didn't want to go to sleep hungry.
Although it was close to midnight, for New York City, it was just the beginning of its most exciting time.
The restaurant was crowded at the time. This restaurant, which offers a view of the downtown New York skyline, is not cheap.
But people who can afford to stay at the Four Seasons Hotel are usually quite wealthy.
Just as Wang Xiucheng was looking for an empty seat, he suddenly saw a man and a woman sitting in the corner.
The woman had long hair, which was tied up at the back of her head. Her captivating peach blossom eyes seemed to speak volumes, and her bright red lips were alluring as they opened and closed.
And across from her was the boss who had come to New York for a meeting; she had hitched a ride on his chartered plane when she returned from China.
Wang Xiucheng hadn't intended to go over, but Zhang Jiani happened to look up and see him.
Seemingly stunned for a moment, Zhang Jiani, as if remembering something, pointed to Wang Xiucheng.
The fat boss immediately turned around, then quickly got up and came to Wang Xiucheng with a look of surprise.
"Mr. Wang, are you here for a late-night snack? If you don't mind, please sit with us."