Chapter 43: Shame!

　　 In the stands, Popovich took another sip of the red wine in the glass.
　　 "The Chinese are very smart, and they want to delay time when they know they can't beat them. They are much smarter than those Argentines who do not live and die.
　　Don Nelson frowned, and didn't say anything.
　　 Popovich spoke again.
　　 "Don, did you say that Lanny can see it?"
　　 "Of course I can see it."
　　Don Nelson just moved his lips, and did not intend to say a word.
　　 If you talk too much, the guy on the side will definitely have an inch.
　　 The local market in San Antonio is so small that ghosts are willing to go. No matter how much money is given, I won't go!
　　 On the sidelines, Lenny Wilkens still sat on the bench and didn't move.
　　 He naturally saw the intention of the Chinese team. However, he just doesn't stop or interfere.
　　 You guys play, play hard.
　　 In his opinion, the US team can win even if they play.
　　 When it came to the ten-minute change in the team, Wilkens also waved his hand.
　　 Substitution, five ups and downs!
　　 Stockton, Anfinney Hardaway, Grant Hill, Mitch Richmond, Olajuwon.
　　 When these five people came on the field, seeing that the Chinese team still maintained the idea of ​​defending the inside line, they also started outside bombing.
　　 The most accurate three-pointer in the team is Mitch Richmond of the Kings, who shot 43.7 percent last season. He loves three-pointers and takes more shots than Reggie Miller, averaging 6.4 shots per game.
　　 Stockton is the third most accurate three-pointer on the team, with a 40% three-minute shooting last season.
　　 Anfinney Hardaway has a 31% three-pointer percentage.
　　 Of course, Grant Hill's three-pointers are bad, and his shooting percentage is more than ten percent, which is lower than Olajuwon's 20%.
　　 Then, the field became a three-point chaos mode.
　　 Amidst the exclamations and sighs of the audience, the US team players had a great time.
"Wow!"
　　 Amid the exclamation, Olajuwon also came to celebrate with a gun.
　　 Just now he tried a fourth three-pointer, and finally made one. His heart was too beautiful.
　　 It's not just him, but the American team members are enjoying it and can't extricate themselves.
　　 Reggie Miller has already reached the reporter's side, and he is interviewing with earphones, as if the game is over.
　　 O'Neal seemed to have heavy eyelids, and was about to fall asleep on the bench.
　　 Lanny Wilkens was talking and laughing with the assistant coach beside him, not watching the game at all.
　　 The atmosphere on site was very warm.
　　 However, in the audience, some people watched it with gusto, while others complained.
　　 "Hahahaha, the Chinese are really so embarrassed that they have been shrinking in the restricted area."
　　 "No way, people can't beat you, what can I do?"
　　 "That's good, just treat it as a game."
　　 "This game is not beautiful. The Dream Three team disappointed me too much. They didn't even have a few dunks. They were all three-pointers. It was too boring."
　　 Someone booed at the scene, this was for the Chinese team.
　　 However, the Chinese team does not take them seriously.
　　 What do you like, I just want to fight like that.
　　 By the end of halftime, the score between the two sides was only 28-42, with the US team leading by 14 points.
　　 The American players put their chins up one by one, and walked into the player passage with a relaxed and proud expression.
　　Look, we won by 14 points when we played casually.
　　 On the other side, in the Chinese team lounge.
　　Although everyone's faces are all tired, it is obvious that everyone is smiling.
　　 Although the Chinese team only scored 28 points, the US team only scored 42 points.
　　 Li Nan clearly remembered that the Chinese team only scored 25 points in the first half of the game and the US team scored 65 points. In other words, the Chinese team lost 40 points in the first 20 minutes of the game.
　　 But, today this first half
　　 In the first half, relying on a variety of time-dragging and defending inside play styles, the Chinese team accomplished their set goals well.
　　 It’s just that, although the first half passed safely, the second half came to a greater test.
　　Papapa! The palace director clapped his hands.
　　 "Boys, you played well in the first half. Wang Dazhi performed very well today. Young boy, very aggressive. Butt played very hard...you are all very good, but not enough!"
　　 Everyone did a good job in this half.
　　 Li Nan made 3 three-pointers and scored 9 points, Liu Yudong 8 points, Hu Weidong 5 points, Bart 4 points and 7 rebounds, Wang Dazhi 2 points and 3 rebounds, Li Xiaoyong 6 assists.
　　 It is a pity that apart from Li Nan, only Hu Weidong scored a three-pointer. Zheng Wu and the others didn't open their outside lines, otherwise the difference would definitely be smaller.
　　 However, this is all expected. Under the defensive pressure of the U.S. team, it is normal for a low hit rate. What the Chinese team needs to practice is how to overcome and adapt to such pressure.
　　 Gong Gui saw that everyone was in a good mood, but he had to break.
"In the second half, the US team will definitely strengthen offensive and defensive. Do you remember the warm-up match? Do you remember that pressure is the full-court press? This second half is the battle. I want you to hold on to the last moment, like Fight until the last moment like a soldier!"
"Roar!"
　　 The lounge was originally small, and the dozens of people spoke in unison, and almost collapsed the house.
　　Li Nan likes this atmosphere very much.
　　 is like a tug-of-war ~EbookFREE.me~ Everyone is working hard in one direction, working hard for the same goal.
　　 This feeling is really good.
　　......
　　 The door of the American team’s lounge is closed, but the American players inside are still frolicking.
　　 Reggie Miller was playing tricks on Grant Hill, pinching in the back, and immediately pretending to be nonchalant.
　　 O'Neal, who happened to be behind Hill, was back.
　　 "Why are you pinching me?"
　　 "What did you say?" O'Neill was completely confused about the situation.
　　 "Pretend, you continue to pretend. Shaquille, I didn't expect you to have such a potential to be an actor." With that, Hill just got started, and directly pinched O'Neill's big bucket waist.
　　 "F@#￥! I said it wasn't me!" O'Neal immediately countered.
Reggie Miller beside 　　 smiled and watched their kids playing around, completely okay.
　　 Lanny Wilkens stood by the door, looking at the guys inside, the smile on his face long gone.
　　 "Ahem!"
　　 Stockton’s cough reminded everyone.
　　 also became quiet all of a sudden.
　　 Wilkens walked to the center and scanned the surroundings lightly.
"In 20 minutes, you only scored 42 points. Shame! What a shame! For a fourth-rate team like the Chinese team, you are only ahead by 14 points! Shame! I've lost all my face by you! Today is. It’s a national broadcast, you guys are just playing with a kid! There is no sense of collective honor! You are the worst dream team I have ever seen. No, you are not worthy of this title..."
　　 The door to the American team lounge was closed tightly, and no one knew what was going on inside.