This is enough.

Wang Zelin just wants Durant to run, catch the ball, or shoot. Anyway, as long as he is on the court, he will feel uncomfortable all the time.

The official timeout of 100 seconds passed quickly. Wang Zelin was also a little anxious. He looked at Terry Stotts and said very seriously: "Sir, please believe me for once!"

After hearing Wang Zelin's words, Terry Stotts still shook his head and said: "Patrick is too short and can be easily eaten by force."

If there was a height difference of 5 to 10 centimeters, he wouldn't be so hesitant. But there was a height difference of at least 20 centimeters between the two parties. How could he agree?

"We have no better choice, right?"

Wang Zelin continued to persuade, saying that he knew Terry Stotts' inner hesitation, but the current situation on the field required the team to make changes. Otherwise, he would score a goal, and Durant would also score a goal in the next round, and the score would be delayed.

It can't be shortened left and right, so when will it be full?

However, Terry Stotts' answer drove him crazy.

"That would be too risky. If Patrick plays against KD, our current 4-point gap is likely to be quickly widened."

"Coach! Please give me this chance!"

Beverly walked over at some point and looked up at Terry Stotts, who was a head taller than him. There was stubbornness in his voice, but also a bit of pleading and longing.

"..."

Tristos was silent at first, struggled a few times in his heart, and raised his forehead helplessly: "Even the players have such courage, how can I lag behind as the head coach?"

The next moment, he put his hands on Beverly's shoulders: "Go! Prove your excellence to everyone, I believe you can do it!"

"Well! Thank you, coach!"

Beverly nodded firmly.

However, when Wang Zelin returned to the court with his teammates, Terry Stotts felt both anxious and hopeful, and at the same time prepared for the worst:

If everyone loses in the end because of this decision, let me take the responsibility.

Return to the field.

Thunder ball possession.

When the home fans at the Chesapeake Energy Arena saw the dark and thin Beverley standing next to Durant, who was more than a head taller than him, everyone was stunned...

The next moment, the whole audience burst into laughter!

"Hahahaha, maybe the head coach of the Trail Blazers was under the spell of the East and actually asked that little man to guard KD! Okay, I admit it, he succeeded in amusing me!"

"The funniest thing I've seen this year!"

"Same as above, this ticket is really not in vain."

"..."

The entire arena instantly became a sea of ​​laughter, filled with laughter and laughter everywhere.

At the same time, Beverley, who was at the center of the storm, remained calm and even took the initiative to talk to Durant: "Man, you played really well just now!"

Originally, when his opponent was replaced by this guy who stood over 1.8 meters tall, Durant already felt quite strange. As a result, the opponent suddenly praised him.

What does this mean?

Durant felt a little confused: Is this guy just here to make a joke?

There was no reply, and Beverly did not feel embarrassed and continued: "It's barely reached the level when I was just weaned."

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Beverley continued to talk to himself, completely unaware that Durant in front of him had gone from a slight frown to a completely black face...

Although his face is very dark.

What?

How dare such a guy say that my strength has not reached the level when he was weaned...

I am the best scorer in the league, do you need a rookie like you to praise me?

What made Durant even more uncomfortable was the dog paw that Beverly kept rubbing against his waist...

What do you think I am?

Seeing Durant gritting his teeth and looking like he was going to kill him, Beverley felt guilty and couldn't help but sigh: Wang Zhi's trick is really effective, this guy really can't stand being teased.

"Give me!"

Westbrook wanted to follow the coach's request and play at a slower pace. Who would have thought that just after halftime, Durant suddenly let out a roar.

What happened to the kidney?

Westbrook gave a questioning look, but what he received was Durant's fiery gaze, which made him tremble and quickly throw the ball away.

Whoever provoked KD to this extent could be the new No. 3!

Durant protected the ball with his back, and Beverley was out of position.

Obviously, he hasn't adapted to Durant's strength for the first time, but he will probably get better as time goes by.

Beverley's first defense looked terrible, and naturally it was met with laughter.

"Back-up jump shot! This shot is beautiful!"

Zhang Li couldn't help shouting, but felt something was wrong, and quickly added: "Oh! We can see that Beverly has tried his best, but there is a big difference in height, which makes him

How can I pay Durant back?"

"Rookie, welcome to the NBA!"

Durant is not a person who likes to talk trash very much, and his research in this area is far inferior to that of the old hooligans in the past, but this does not prevent him from borrowing this classic trash talk.

Anyway, few people now remember who said this first.

He just learned from it, so what!

When retreating, Beverley still stayed close to Durant and said plausibly: "Oh, that shot was really beautiful. I take back my previous comment. Your strength should be even higher.

I got to the age where I stopped wetting the bed...let me think about it, I was about 6 years old at that time, just about the time I was about to start first grade."

The most outrageous thing is that after Beverley finished speaking, he stared at Durant with great sincerity.

"???"
Chapter completed!