The older superstars of the NBA

The final scene of the Asian and African Championships.

Before the battle officially started, players from both sides appeared in their respective team seats on the side of the court. The lineup of the Chinese men's basketball team remains the same, and the morale of the Kimchi National men's basketball team is also high.

The two sides shook hands with each other before the official start of the match.

"Zhao, I'm glad to see you! I've watched many of your games! Objectively speaking, you are really good..."

Cui Minggui took the initiative to extend his hand.

His attitude stunned Zhao Feiyang for a moment. This seemingly well-intentioned move even made Zhao Feiyang misunderstand, thinking that the other party was different from those generally arrogant Kimchi players.

However, the other party's next words made Zhao Feiyang realize that everything was an illusion.

"Unfortunately, you were only as good as you before you met me. I have studied your videos and know the various fighting styles and techniques you are good at. Everything about you is transparent to me... ."

"After this game, there will no longer be any superstars. All the fans know is that a young genius defeated an old guy who was about to retire..."

Cui Minggui's words made Zhao Feiyang stunned again.

After he came to his senses, he responded, "Originally I thought the pickle man was praising you because of your football skills, but now it seems that you are indeed a family..."

"No wonder you have kimchi blood! They are all so arrogant and at the same time so inferior..."

Unexpectedly, Cui Minggui was not angry because of these words. He just continued to smile and said to Zhao Feiyang, "You are right! We Kimchi people have always been so arrogant, but what does it matter?"

"Many things in this world were originally created by us..."

"Okay! Let's shake hands! No matter what you think, you must be polite!"

Cui Minggui took the initiative to move his outstretched hand forward, waiting for Zhao Feiyang to shake his hand back.

Zhao Feiyang laughed angrily at him.

He looked at the latter and shook his head with contempt, then walked away without even extending his hand.

Such a small move fell into Cui Minggui's eyes, and Cui Minggui immediately became angry.

"Axi! You rude guy, why don't you shake hands? Are all you Chinese people so rude?"

"Why should I shake hands with you? Who are you? Are you worthy?"

Zhao Feiyang said these words and turned around and walked towards his team's bench, leaving Cui Minggui who was standing there shaking with anger.

beep.

The timer sounded and the starting lineups of both teams took to the court.

Cui Minggui originally planned to go up and guard Zhao Feiyang personally, but unexpectedly, Zhao Feiyang was not even in the team's starting lineup.

"Damn! Why didn't that bastard start?"

"Does he look down on our Kimchi Nation men's basketball team?"

Courtside.

Zhao Feiyang, who was resting on the team bench, seemed quite calm. When he told assistant coach Wang Guotao and others what had just happened, Wang Guotao and others couldn't help laughing while sitting there.

"It's a laugh! But we still have to pay attention! Guys like the Pickle Man have always been very shameless in sports, and they are the ones who disrespect the rules the most..."

Assistant coach Su Jun reminded.

Wang Guotao on the side shook his head, "I don't agree with your statement!" I thought he wanted to deny Su Jun, but unexpectedly he said, "If we don't care about sports, won't the Kimchi people lose face?"

The three of them looked at each other and laughed.

Even the live footage was attracted by their actions.

The cameraman specially gave the three people a close-up on the spot. When the close-up fell on the big screen, many fans saw what Zhao Feiyang and the three were chatting about. Although they didn't know what they were joking about, Zhao Feiyang was always so relaxed. His attitude also made many fans feel more at ease about the game.

Snapped.

The two sides jumped the ball, and the Huaxia Men's Basketball Team took the lead to take away the basketball. The ball fell into the hands of Cao Yue. Cao Yue handed the ball to Lu Yunlei, and he and the others crossed the half court first.

After reaching the half court, Lu Yunlei held the ball to organize the attack.

Cui Minggui also came up to guard him at this time. Of course Lu Yunlei knew this guy's reputation, so he had no intention of confronting him.

But just when Lu Yunlei was about to pass the basketball, Cui Minggui started talking trash at him.

"You Chinese players are all so cowardly? Why don't you dare to compete with me head-on?"

"Don't pass the ball if you have the guts! Coward..."

Lu Yunlei has always been young and energetic, and he was also a thorn in the side of the team when he was in the club. If Zhao Feiyang hadn't suppressed him in the national team, he probably wouldn't be someone to be trifled with.

Now that Cui Minggui took the initiative to provoke, Lu Yunlei was not willing to suffer at all.

So, he, who already liked dribbling and playing one-on-one, simply opened up his stance and played Cui Minggui one-on-one.

When he retreated to the top of the arc, Zhao Feiyang, who was watching the game from the sidelines, already secretly said something bad. Sure enough, the next second, just as Lu Yunlei on the court made a change of direction, Cui Minggui immediately reached out and slapped his basketball.

boom.

Cui Minggui's accurate judgment knocked away Lu Yunlei's dribble.

The basketball fell out and the two of them went up to fight for it at the same time.

Lu Yunlei originally planned to pounce on him, but Cui Minggui had noticed his move a long time ago. At the moment when Lu Yunlei was about to pounce on him, Cui Minggui deliberately stretched out his foot.

He first pretended that he accidentally fell, and then Lu Yunlei tripped over his feet and flew out.

boom.

Lu Yunlei fell heavily to the ground.

However, Cui Minggui took the opportunity to get up and seize the ball. After getting the ball, he rushed across the half court and dunked the ball into the basket with no one guarding him.

After scoring a goal, when he ran back, he deliberately shook his finger at Cao Yue, who was coming up to serve.

Such an obvious provocation made the atmosphere suddenly tense. The players on the field were very unhappy, and the fans off the field were also very unhappy.

"Fuck! This guy is too arrogant!"

"I'm so angry! I really want to go up and fuck him!"

Snapped.

The basketball comes out again.

Lu Yunlei looked like he had fallen badly when he got up from the ground, but he continued to persevere. He gave the ball to Cao Yue and signaled Cao Yue to take the ball over.

After halftime, Cao Yue rushed into the two zones under the cover of his teammates.

When Cui Minggui was about to hit the mid-range shot, he swooped up to interfere again. Cao Yue had no choice but to pass the ball to Li Yuhang on the wing. Li Yuhang raised the basketball and shot. The three-pointer he threw missed a little and hit the edge of the basket and bounced out. .

In the chaos, the rebound was grabbed by Zhou Xinpeng.

After taking away the ball, he turned around and pulled away from the basket, faced the opponent's interference and threw the ball into the basket with a fadeaway shot.

Swish.

The ball went in.

The ball came to Pickle Nation.

The basketball was handed to Cui Minggui, who carried the ball towards the half court. Just after halftime, Lu Yunlei pressed forward and kept reaching out to interfere.

Perhaps because he wanted to make up for his previous mistakes, Lu Yunlei's defense was particularly fierce. He constantly exerted pressure with his body, trying to force Cui Minggui to pass the ball.

However, Cui Minggui was not anxious at all. He first stepped back a little distance, and then suddenly made a "worship to Buddha" movement. Lu Yunlei did not expect it at all, and subconsciously rushed towards Cui Minggui.

call out.

The referee whistle sounded.

Cui Minggui greeted Lu Yunlei and made a three-pointer.

The basketball was thrown out by him. Although he didn't score, the three free throws he got in exchange were completely enough!

There was a sigh of relief outside the stadium.

No one expected Cui Minggui to be so cunning!

Soon he stood on the free throw line. When Cui Minggui took the referee's pass and planned to take action, the fans at the scene booed crazily at the same time as if they had agreed.

Swish.

A free throw was scored steadily.

Cui Minggui, who scored a goal, was very arrogant and showed an extremely arrogant look in this situation. Not only did he put his hand to his ear as if to listen deliberately, he even pretended to cover his eyes with his hand, pretending to be mocking the Chinese fans.

Swish.

The second free throw was scored again.

When it was the third ball's turn, there was no surprise. Cui Minggui threw it into the basket steadily.

All three free throws were scored, which is equivalent to Cui Minggui hitting a three-pointer!

The game goes on.

In the next few minutes, the guards of the Huaxia Men's Basketball Team continued to suffer. Although they could occasionally throw in a few goals, in most cases they would suffer against Cui Minggui's single defense.

Especially Lu Yunlei, who was responsible for controlling the ball, was disturbed from the beginning and played until the end of the first quarter. During this period, he was almost mentally stressed.

call out.

The referee's whistle sounded, and the first quarter ended with the score 18-25. The Chinese men's basketball team trailed the Kimchi National men's basketball team by 7 points.

Cui Minggui's performance was indeed eye-catching. He scored a total of 13 points in one quarter, accounting for nearly half of the Kimchi National Men's Basketball Team's scores.

Most of the other scores were scored by him assisting his teammates.

It can be said that there is no problem with his performance being called the engine of the Kimchi Nation men's basketball team!

Section 2.

Coach Denzel was going to replace Zhao Feiyang, but Zhao Feiyang said it was too early!

"Coach Denzel, you can wait a little longer! The Asian-African Championship is meant to train young players... It's only the second quarter now, I believe they can find their form..."

"Even if I need to play, I can't let them become dependent all the time! What will they do when I retire?"

After Zhao Feiyang expressed his stance to coach Denzel, he also told him not to tell the players. And he himself called the players together and told them personally, "I won't play in this game! If you lose or win, it's all yours...so I hope you don't have any expectations." Don't take any chances and don't think of relying on me..."

"The only one you can rely on is yourselves!"

"A Cui Minggui is nothing... Remember Clarkson? Even if the Chinese men's basketball team didn't have any powerful stars, they still relied on teamwork to defeat the Philippine team at that time... Still the same sentence Words! Just a star! Really can’t solve anything..."

"Your talents are not bad, you just lack guidance... I believe in you! If you want to win in the remaining time, you must do your best..."

When Zhao Feiyang said this, many players' expressions changed.

They did have a dependence mentality before, but now that Zhao Feiyang has personally stated that he will not play, it will not be easy for them to defeat their opponents!