Just as he was about to collect the rebound, he saw a flash of lightning passing in front of him.

"Shoot! Shoot at me!"

Lin Hao roared and passed the ball to Hinrich.

"I must not betray the boss's trust this time."

Hinrich took a deep breath, shot a three-pointer with a flick of his hand.

With a bang, it hit the nail on the head again.

Odom and Gasol were blocked by Lin Hao under the basket and couldn't even touch the ball.

Lin Hao easily grabbed the frontcourt rebound, then took off and completed a slam dunk.

"Wow, amazing! Lamar and Paul combined can't beat Yellow Jesus alone!"

Barkley exclaimed.

"Backboard! Watch the backboard!"

The Zen master was going crazy.

In the next few rounds, Lin Hao and Kobe tacitly reduced their ball possession and played more of a supporting role.

The former is to eliminate the tension of teammates, while the latter is to reasonably distribute physical strength.

Although the Lakers' shooting percentage was quite high, especially Gasol, he had an extremely hot touch.

Logically speaking, the Lakers should have widened the score.

However, Lin Hao used various unreasonable rebounds to continuously create scoring opportunities for his teammates.

The effect of this was obvious, and Hinrich and others gradually regained their touch.

As the game intensified, the two sides exchanged blows and the scores rose alternately.

"drop!"

Phil Jackson called a timeout, intending to adjust tactics and regain control of the game rhythm.

"Good job, kid!"

The Zen Master gave Kobe an appreciative look.

Today he gave up most of the ball possession.

This not only makes the triangle offense smoother, but also saves him a lot of energy.

If he continues like this, he won't have any physical problems even if he plays until the end of the game.

However, Kobe's gaze involuntarily drifted to Lin Hao on the Knicks bench.

All his changes came from this man.

If you win the championship, you should treat everyone to tea.

But the next second, Kobe's face suddenly darkened.

Because this guy is currently busy eating potato chips, as if he doesn't take this game seriously at all!

"If I remember correctly, this is the first time the King of New York has eaten snacks in the arena, right?"

Charles Barkley said in surprise.

"Yes, you remembered it correctly!"

"Looks like Yellow Jesus has become the face of Lay's potato chips!"

Kenny Smith said.

He guessed correctly. Lin Hao did this exactly as Lay's potato chips required.

As long as Lin Hao eats potato chips on the finals stage, they will give him an extra $50.

It doesn't look like much.

But why not get so much money easily by eating a few bites of potato chips?

At this moment, Lin Hao's face suddenly turned dark.

Because he found that an "Anlu Claw" was reaching into his snack bag.

"Damn, who dares to touch the Tai Sui?"

Lin Hao turned his head suddenly and found a little girl holding a handful of potato chips and chewing them with relish.

"Yellow Jesus, I'm so sorry, I'm too greedy!"

A blonde woman said apologetically.

"Yeah, it's okay, it's okay!"

Lin Hao was stunned for a moment, then he waved his hand and generously handed all the remaining potato chips to the little girl.

"Thank you, Uncle Lin Hao!"

The moment she got the potato chips, the little girl's eyes narrowed into slits with laughter.

“Yellow Jesus is so loving towards children!”

This scene was captured by the camera and instantly ignited the entire audience.

Seeing this scene, the owner of Lay's potato chips who was watching the game was shaking with excitement.

This blonde woman is no ordinary person, but Julianne Moore, and the little girl is her daughter.

Huang Jesus was eating Lays at the finals, while Julianne Moore's daughter was stealing his snacks!

This is definitely the most successful Lay's potato chip ad ever!

Starting tomorrow, Lay's potato chips will definitely become the best-selling snack in the United States and even the world!

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