Chapter 303 Child, I am proud of you!

25 points!

Without opening your eyes, the DJ's shouting at the scene already made me realize the strength of my opponent.

Michael Jordan patted my shoulder, looked at me firmly and said, "Kaomey, you have never let me down, and I have always been proud of you! This time, I still take you as proud! Go! Fuck that guy!"

Michael Jordan's voice was still relatively calm at first, but by the time of the last sentence "Fuck that guy", the voice was already full of murderous aura. Although he could not go on the field to kill the enemy himself, I would stand on the court with his murderous aura.

There was booing in the stadium. Countless fans were drinking and pouring out the lottery!

I stood on the left bottom line and pointed the first free throw, closed my eyes, tried hard to calm my heart and let my body remember the rhythm.

The referee was urging me. I opened my eyes, looked at the basket seriously, and imprinted the position of the basket tightly in my heart. Then I signaled to the referee that it was OK!

The whistle is sounding!

My first shot was also shot!

I quickly picked up the second basketball and looked up. The first basketball had already passed through the basket, and the net made waves.

Without any adjustment, I shot the second basketball based on the position of the body's memory, the attack point, and the strength.

The third basketball.

The fourth basketball.

According to the rhythm during training, I looked up at the basket again before shooting the colored ball, adjusted my posture and movements, and threw the fifth ball out.

"It's almost done! Pay attention to your own rhythm!" Michael Jordan's voice penetrated the boo and rushed into his ears.

He was reminding me that at the first shot point, my pace was faster, and I needed to slow down my pace slightly at the second shot point.

Picking up the first orange ball at the second point, I took a deep breath, looked at the basket again, tried hard to calm my heart, and raised my hand to shoot the basketball.

Basketball passes through the basket!

I picked up the second ball and let the rhythm in my body remember exert my greatest strength, take action, and then take action.

After the colored ball from the second shooting point was shot, I was happy. The first two shooting points actually made all five shots!

It seemed that my heart was no longer calm, and my first shot at the third shooting point at the top of the arc turned out to be skewed.

"Stay! There is still time! Stay!" Michael Jordan's shout came from beside him. I don't know how he got the microphone, but his loud voice must have come from the loudspeaker!

Maybe to outsiders, I shot very slowly, and they didn't understand what Michael Jordan said meant, "There's still time", but I know.

I picked up the second ball, looked at the basket again, adjusted it slightly, and shot the basketball again!

Basketball has entered!

The memory function of the body made me shoot continuously again with the two basketballs in the back. When I picked up the colored ball, Michael Jordan's voice sounded in my ears again: "Slow down! Get faster!"

The colored ball took action! But it hit the basket and bounced out!

I scored 3 points on the third shot point.

I quickly ran to the fourth shooting point, picked up the basketball and looked at the basket again, raised the basketball and shot it out, the basketball hit the inside of the basket, and the basketball began to rotate on the inside of the basket.

I didn't pause, Pete Johnson told me in his pre-match tactical analysis that when encountering this situation, shoot at the inherent rhythm, don't care whether the basketball is in or not, and make adjustments when you throw a basketball.

The second basketball still hit the basket, and then he flew out, but it smashed the first basketball spinning around the basket into the blue frame.

I picked up the third basketball, adjusted a little, and shot again. This time the shot was perfect, and a hollow shot made me find the rhythm.

The fourth basketball entered again.

I took the colored ball, took a breath, looked at the basket again, threw the basketball out, and then ran quickly to the right bottom corner.

There was silence in the stadium. The booing and insulting just now had completely disappeared. The only voice of Michael Jordan echoed in the stadium.

"It's almost!"

"Slow down!"

"Stay!"

When I threw the fifth colored ball from the fifth shot point, the timer suddenly rang and the time came!

I stretched out my hands into the air and Ang Tian shouted.

There were bursts of cheers in the stadium!

Michael Jordan ran to the court, hugged me, and shouted loudly: "Beautiful job!"

This is the best compliment.

"Although I can't believe it, this is the fact. After Reggie Miller scored 25 points, Kwame Brown withstood the pressure and actually scored 26 points! Kwame Brown set the highest score record in the three-point competition."

"It has been 17 years since Hogans set a 25-point scoring record in 1986. In these seventeen years, three people have scored 24 points and two people have scored 25 points, but no one has ever scored 26 points. Today, Kwame Brown scored 26 points. Let us cheer for Kwame Brown! Let us cheer for the birth of this great shooter!"

The wind direction in the stadium has changed, and someone is already cheering for me!

I turned my head and looked at Reggie Miller, who was sitting on the bench on the other side. He was looking at me with a serious face, with sharp and cold eyes.

I don't know what he is thinking, but I know that he will still create enough obstacles for me in the finals!

"That's great! I'm proud of you!" Pete Johnson touched my bare head and kept saying things like "That's great! Great!". He is my shooting coach, and he basically taught my shooting skills. My success made him feel very proud.

"Don't be proud of it first! There is a final! Relax quickly and don't think about the record-breaking thing just now. What we need to consider now is the final! Close your eyes, take a deep breath, adjust, relax! Inhale, exhale, inhale, and exhale!" Michael Jordan took the lead in coming out of the joy of success, let me relax quickly and prepare for the final.

"Grudges, love and hatred, are the main themes of every blockbuster. Today, Reggie Miller and Kwame Brown are here to resolve grudges. This is in line with the plot of any blockbuster. So many fans have poured into the scene. They are also watching the life-and-death duel between the two protagonists, and the others are supporting roles. Peja Stojakovic and others do not seem to have the idea of ​​fighting to be the protagonist. They all performed well in the first round."

"Peja Stojakovic said he wanted to defend the title, but judging from the first round, it was really difficult for him to defend the title. Although he performed well and scored 20 points, he was much different from Reggie Miller and Kwame Brown. One of them tied the record and the other broke the record. If Peja Stojakovic still performed similarly in the first round in the final, his defense could only pray for the mistakes of Reggie Miller and Kwame Brown. But this was impossible for Reggie Miller and Kwame Brown who had already beaten the red eyes..."

With a little rest, the second round of the game will be held, and Peja Stojakovic is already preparing.

I closed my eyes and followed Gary Fox's voice inhaled, exhale, and then inhale. I exhale, slowly adjusting my breathing, and calming my heart down to the best of my ability.

The sound was a little noisy, not cheering or shouting, but lamenting one after another. I knew in my heart that Peja Stojakovic was finished and that he might no longer have the possibility of defending his title.

"Reggie Miller came on the court. He scored a tie-breaking 25 points in the first round. He entered the final with the second place. We are very much looking forward to Reggie Miller's performance in the final..."

Cheers came one after another, and DJ kept bursting out the scores that Reggie Miller made at every shot point.

5 points

6 points

6 points

5 points

4 points

26 points!

Reggie Miller also scored a 26 point. DJ on the scene went crazy. He shouted wildly at the top of his voice. The fans on the scene were shouting loudly, and the entire stadium was completely boiling!

I don't know how Reggie Miller made a basketball shot. When I opened my eyes, he had finished the basketball and looked up at him. He was waving his arms to the fans around him, celebrating that one of his hands had touched the championship trophy!

I stood up and hugged Pitt Johnson, Gary Fox, and Steve Kate next to me, and finally hugged Michael Jordan!

"Believe in yourself! Remember that rhythm! You are invincible!" Michael Jordan said softly in my ear.

"Get your wallet ready to get our bet back!" I looked at Michael Jordan and said softly to him. After that, I turned my head and walked onto the court!

26 points! This is a terrible number. Although I also scored 26 points in the first round, no one dared to say that I could also score this score in the final.

Standing at the first free throw point, I took a deep breath, closed my eyes, drove away all the distracting thoughts in my heart, leaving only the basketball and the basket in my heart.

The whistle sounded, and I quickly picked up the basketball and shot the first basketball. The basketball got into the basket without any hesitation.

The second ball,

The third ball,

The fourth goal,

The colored ball after a little adjustment.

I perfectly show my rhythm!

Yes! Rhythm! I will never be a match for Reggie Miller in terms of shooting speed! The only thing I can beat Reggie Miller is that I have been training for several days.

"pretty!"

"that's all!"

"Stay on!"

"Continue like this!"

Michael Jordan's voice sounded around me from time to time. I no longer know which basketball I made, which basketball didn't. I just put all my attention on the basketball beside me and the basket in front of me, and shot basketball one by one with the rhythm in my memory.

Finally I threw the last lottery ball!

Applause rang out!

I looked up and found that everyone stood up and everyone was applauding!

30 points!

I scored 30 points, but I didn't miss a basketball!

Michael Jordan rushed up, hugged me, and said loudly in my ear: "Child! I'm proud of you!"

Child! I am proud of you!

There was a feeling of moistness in my eyes!

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Chapter completed!