"Beautiful." Wu Feng murmured to himself.

After Dwight Howard finished dunk, the whistle at the end of the first half also rang, and the scores of both sides on the big screen were frozen at 61:55, with the Magic leading the opponent by 6 points.

Because he did not defend against the opponent's veteran Mike Bibby, Chris Duhong seemed to be a defeated rooster at this moment, lowered his head and returned to the Magic's rest area without saying a word.

Stan Van Gundy just glanced at Chris Du Hong indifferently, and then turned his gaze to Wu Feng.

After seeing this scene, Wu Feng quickly met him, patted Chris Du Hong on the shoulder, and said with a smile: "My man, it's okay, I'll get it back in the second half."

When Chris Du Hong heard this, his face looked a little better and nodded at Wu Feng.

"Wu, you should give me more opportunities to perform in the second half." Chris Du Hong said to Wu Feng pitifully.

"Of course it's okay. Come on, the victory tonight must be ours." Wu Feng said as he patted Chris Du Hong's shoulder.

"Yes." Chris Duhong nodded heavily.

Stan Van Gundy felt a little funny when he saw this scene. Because Chris Du Hong was obviously much bigger than Wu Feng, but Chris Du Hong looked like a younger brother, while Wu Feng was like a brother.

"Haha, this kid..."
Chapter completed!