Chapter 492 It wont be 4:0 again, right?(2/2)
On the stage of this year's finals, he was completely beaten by James, because no matter what defensive measures he took, as long as James wanted to, he could always score easily in front of him.
He was deeply moved by the despair brought about by the league's number one player.
But fortunately, after every game, his team was the last to win, which made Batum's scarred mind feel better.
Tristos also noticed the conversation between the two and came over to chat: "What Wang said makes sense. No matter who it is, as long as they appear on the court, they must show a 200% attitude, because we are a team and have always been better than Miami."
The Heat are a better, better, stronger team!"
The game begins and both sides take the stage.
Once a year, the two strongest teams in the NBA compete on the same stage on the top stage, bringing super high ratings, as well as overwhelming dazzling stars off the court.
The presence of celebrities from all walks of life has brought huge exposure and benefits. The revenue from the front row of the auditorium alone is around one million yuan for each finals, making the team and the league a lot of money.
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On the black market, some first-row tickets have been sold for more than six figures. Even with Wang Zelin's status, there is nothing he can do to get so many first-row tickets.
However, there is no problem with my parents’ tickets, and they are in the first row.
"Zelin, be careful and don't get hurt."
In fact, this year's team's parents never missed a game in the playoffs and were always on hand to cheer him on.
However, if Wang Zelin remembers correctly, this should be the first time that his father, who has always been accustomed to silence, has spoken thoughtful words asking him to pay attention to his own safety.
Suddenly, Wang Zelin heard the "cordial greetings" from Heat fans that he had never heard since the team entered the stadium, and he immediately understood his father's concern.
Obviously, the craziness of American Airlines Arena has moved even my resolute father. What's more, my mother has been reminding me to pay more attention since the playoffs.
"Yes, I will."
Wang Zelin looked at his parents, replied with a smile, turned around and walked to the technical stage, ready to appear.
At this time, the referee blew the whistle to signal the players to come on.
Wang Zelin stood in the middle of the lineup, glanced around, and said in a deep voice: "The opponent is going to fight hard tonight. What do you think we should do?"
Lillard spoke first and said coldly: "Desperately? It's not like we haven't tried hard before!"
"You're right!"
Wang Zelin nodded approvingly towards Lillard and continued: "In terms of hard work, we can fight better than our opponents! The Heat are nothing more than that, so let us beat them and win the game!"
"Fuck them!"
"Blow the opponent!"
The Blazers generals and the more than 2,000 Blazers fans present roared and expressed their determination to win.
The jump ball started, Wang Zelin took the lead in touching the ball, and the Blazers got the first right of attack.
Everyone is already accustomed to this.
Chapter completed!