The audience held their breath, their eyes following the basketball in the air, and time seemed to stop at this moment.

After completing the shot, Lin Hao closed his eyes.

He didn't dare to look directly at the results that were about to be revealed.

The scene was very quiet.

"Did it fail after all?"

Lin Hao felt very disappointed.

"It's in! The ball is in!"

Suddenly, a deafening cheer broke out on the court.

The teammates rushed towards Lin Hao excitedly and surrounded him tightly.

"What?"

Lin Hao opened his eyes startled by the sudden cheers.

He looked up at the scoreboard, which clearly showed: 103:104.

There was only 0.1 seconds left in the game.

In this situation, even if God came, he couldn't save the Pistons.

Lin Hao's heart skipped a beat, and an incredible surprise surged in his heart.

The faces of the teammates around him were filled with joy and excitement. They hugged each other and high-fived to celebrate.

"I did it! I really did it!"

Lin Hao jumped up excitedly, his hands raised above his head, as if announcing his victory to the world.

O'Neal rushed towards him excitedly and punched him hard, "I knew you could make that damn shot!"

"That was an easy shot, man!"

Lin Hao spread his hands and smiled slightly.

The time to show off has finally arrived!

"Dude, you worked a miracle!

In the last thirty seconds, he made four three-pointers and a three-and-one.

You're going to be on the headlines tomorrow!"

Gary Payton walked over, shook Lin Hao's shoulders, and said excitedly.

However, after the cheers, there was a huge boo from the home crowd.

Their emotions gradually changed from initial shock to disappointment and anger.

Their boos were like waves, one after another, completely drowning out the cheers in the arena.

"What the hell are you doing? Can such a huge score difference be reversed?"

"Eat shit! My grandma can play better than you!"

"What a bunch of wimps!"

……

Some enraged spectators angrily yelled at the Pistons players, and some even threw cans and donuts at them.

The Pistons players had different expressions, but they all lowered their heads silently, revealing a kind of loss and frustration that was difficult to conceal.

"Don't lose heart, children!"

"In this game, God was on the Lakers' side. But it doesn't matter, we can just win it next time!"

Larry Brown, who is usually strict, was unusually kind at this moment.

Yes!

The Pistons players raised their heads and regained their spirits.

The score is now 3:2. In the next game, as long as we win one more game, we will win the championship.

The advantage is still on our side.

……

"Lin, don't leave later, come with me to the press conference!"

Phil Jackson walked over and said lightly.

Lin Hao was stunned for a moment.

The moment before, he was still a water cooler player worried about his next contract.

Now you are qualified to attend the press conference?

"Hey, our Mr. 38.16 is here!"

As soon as Lin Hao walked into the Lakers locker room, O'Neal started shouting loudly.

"Lin, you created a miracle! Just now you were like Miller possessed!"

Payton said excitedly.

"Lin, good job, I'm very optimistic about you!"

Kobe still had a stern face, but the smile in his eyes was obvious.

"Everyone, stay calm. We are still a long way from victory! We still have two games to go and we can't afford to lose any of them!"

Phil Jackson's words instantly made the atmosphere in the locker room solemn.

"Ring ring ring!"

While walking in the player tunnel to the press conference, Lin Hao's cell phone suddenly rang.

"That's weird, who's calling me at this hour?"

He suddenly became confused.

The original owner had almost no friends in the United States. Moreover, due to the high international long-distance charges, his friends and family in China would not easily call him.

This phone call is really weird.

Lin Hao picked up his phone and saw the four big words "my sweetheart" on the note.

"Why is there such a corny note name?"

His whole body was not well.

"Lin Hao, let's break up!"

"I don't think we are suitable. I have a new boyfriend. Goodbye!"

As soon as he pressed the answer button, Lin Hao heard the voice of a woman on the other end.

After just two sentences, the other party hung up the phone.

At this moment, Lin Hao suddenly remembered.

The woman's name is Wang Meiling, and she is the original owner's girlfriend.

In fact, the reason why Wang Meiling agreed to the original owner's pursuit was entirely because she was attracted by his money.

In just one year, the original owner spent hundreds of thousands of US dollars on her.

However, seeing that his one-year contract was about to end and the team had not yet asked him to renew his contract, Wang Meiling began to think about breaking up.

"What the hell?"

Lin Hao shook his head.

The original owner was not only an idiot with strong limbs and a simple mind, but also a bootlicker.

No wonder he fell into depravity, no wonder he only had more than 3 US dollars left in the end.

It turns out it was all because of this snobbish woman.

Lin Hao followed Phil Jackson, O'Neal, and Kobe to the press conference.

At this time, the spacious room was packed with journalists carrying cameras.

"Phil, may I ask what your intention was in sending a water cooler player into the game with 38 seconds left? Did you foresee that he would perform a miracle?"

As soon as the press conference was announced to start, a reporter couldn't wait to ask.

"If I had the ability to predict the future, I wouldn't be doing this thankless job of an NBA coach!"

The Zen Master smiled slightly, then said seriously, "It was Lin Hao who volunteered during the timeout. He told me that if he was given a chance, he could lead the team to victory.

For this, he even bet all his belongings—US$3000 and a plane ticket back home.”

As soon as these words were spoken, the reporters at the scene looked at each other in shock, their expressions beyond words.

This is explosive news!

Kobe took over the conversation and added: "I want to add that after Lin Hao made two three-pointers, Phil wanted to give me the final key ball.

But Lin Hao bet $135.

He told me that if he lost, he would have to beg on the streets.”

"hiss!"

The reporters gasped.

What a ruthless person!

"Lin Hao, may I ask why you are so sure that you can lead the team to victory?

With just 38 seconds left and the team trailing by more than 10 points, even if Jordan came, he wouldn't have been able to win the game."

A reporter asked a pointed question.

"We Chinese have an idiom called 'burn the boats and burn the ships', which means to fight to the end even in a desperate situation, leaving no way out.

Our team has lost two of the previous three games. If we lose this one again, we will have to end the season early.

In addition, my one-year contract is about to expire, and the team management has been reluctant to renew my contract. I have even bought a ticket to return home in advance.

There is no turning back, either for the Lakers organization or for me personally.

So why not give it your all at the last minute?"

Lin Hao talked freely.

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