amaotonovel Chapter 439 Stallone's Invitation!
Chapter 439 Stallone's Invitation!
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Bang!
Bang!
Missed both free throws!
Benxi was completely dumbfounded. Didn't they get a single one in?
He still seemed somewhat incredulous.
Tatum grabbed the rebound, pushed the ball up the court, and launched another three-pointer.
The basketball bounced off the rim, but still went in.
136:131.
Tatum didn't watch the replay; instead, he immediately turned around and stared at Wang Xiucheng.
He knew that Wang Xiucheng would definitely take the ball.
"The King's Time" requires Wang Xiucheng to hold the ball.
Whether you're shooting or passing, you need to have the ball in your hands.
With less than 15 seconds left, Wang Xiucheng poses no threat if he doesn't have the ball.
Not only Tatum, but Jaylen Brown was also there, and the two young stars started to double-team Wang Xiucheng again.
Durant stood outside the baseline, slowly picked up the basketball, and then threw it towards the frontcourt.
Westbrook ran ahead, with Smart close behind.
Wang Xiucheng was almost surrounded by the two top scorers.
The next moment, Wang Xiucheng ran to the edge of the line and rushed forward.
The celebrities in the front row outside the sideline were so startled by Wang Xiucheng's action that they all tried to pull their legs back as far as possible.
Scarlett, in particular, seemed to recall the time when Wang Xiucheng stepped on her foot, so she even lifted both feet up.
With a snap, Westbrook touched the ball, but instead of controlling it, he flicked it to the other side.
There, Wang Xiucheng had already run over like a gust of wind from outside the sideline.
Jayson Tatum and Jaylen Brown were both left behind.
Wang Xiucheng stepped into the sideline and caught the ball from Westbrook.
Without making any adjustments, Wang Xiucheng threw the ball almost at an angle.
Swish!
The basketball hit the target perfectly!
"Guaranteed Three-Point Shot Card" activated!
139:131.
There were only 6 seconds left.
Mazura called another timeout.
Olsen stood up excitedly and cheered, but quickly realized that something seemed amiss, so he sat down again.
Scarlett wasn't as excited; she just clapped like everyone else, but Olsen turned his head and clearly saw her swallowing.
It seemed as if she wanted to devour someone right now.
Everyone knew the game was over.
Wang Xiucheng slowly walked towards the substitutes' bench, giving high-fives to the front-row stars who reached out their hands along the way.
Wang Xiucheng plopped down in the chair, feeling his knees ache again.
He accelerated at full speed to shake off Tatum and Jaylen Brown, which put more stress on his knees.
Hill noticed that Wang Xiucheng looked unwell, so he immediately knelt down and examined him.
The pause was over quickly.
Wang Xiucheng did not play again.
The final buzzer sounded as the Celtics' three-pointer slammed into the rim again.
The Nets defeated the Celtics 139-131 at home.
The final score was now 2-1.
This means that if there is a Game 7, the Nets will have home-court advantage.
Two days later, the two teams will continue their fourth match on this field.
If the Nets win again, they will go to Boston with a 3-1 series score.
This will put enormous psychological pressure on the Celtics.
But if they lose, the two teams will return to Boston with a 2-2 score.
Furthermore, the Celtics will regain home-court advantage.
Whether they live or die depends on the next match.
The fans in the stadium were shouting excitedly and were unwilling to leave.
Just like in a football match, Wang Xiucheng and his teammates paid tribute to fans from all directions.
Just as Olsen stood up to walk toward Wang Xiucheng, Scarlett grabbed his arm.
"What are you doing?" Scarlett asked.
“Go say goodbye,” Olsen replied with a smile.
"Why say goodbye? The game isn't over yet. Let's go home." Before Olsen could say anything, Scarlett pulled him outside.
Olsen kept looking back at Wang Xiucheng, but there were too many people around him, and she never saw his face clearly.
The cast and crew of Fast & Furious 10 stood on the sidelines until Wang Xiucheng finished greeting the other celebrities before Vin Diesel came over and exchanged a few pleasantries with him.
Then, he took out his phone and asked someone to take a group photo of them and Wang Xiucheng.
It is conceivable that this photo will play a very important role in China's subsequent propaganda.
Just when everyone thought it was all over, Wang Xiucheng was caught by someone else.
Wang Xiucheng was also somewhat helpless; dealing with these big stars was no easier than playing a game.
"Your Majesty, are you busy tomorrow night?"
Stallone grabbed Wang Xiucheng's hand, seemingly afraid that Wang Xiucheng would run away.
"What are you doing, old man?" Wang Xiucheng's disrespectful address did not anger Stallone.
In fact, at home, his three daughters sometimes call him that when they are being affectionate.
This made him feel close to the children.
“I’d like to invite you to my house for dinner.” Stallone pointed to the three daughters standing together in the distance: “They’re all here too.”
"Old man, you said it yourself, you can't go back on your word." Wang Xiucheng wished he could take out his phone and record what Stallone said.
This old man's words are never reliable.
“When have I ever gone back on my word? I’m Sylvester Stallone.” Stallone released Wang Xiucheng, returned to his daughter’s side, and gestured to his ear: “Wait for my call tomorrow.”
Stallone led his three daughters out, but the three women lingered, glancing back at Wang Xiucheng every few steps.
Sophia, in particular, secretly blew Wang Xiucheng a kiss.
Wang Xiucheng looked at them with a smile, and he was starting to feel a little expectant.
After finally dealing with these big stars, Wang Xiucheng took Zeng Fanbo, who also didn't get a chance to play today, to Tencent Sports for an interview.
As Wang Xiucheng drew closer, Meng Chao's breathing gradually became unsteady.
At the same time, he also felt wronged.
Wang Xiucheng hadn't been to her house for a meal for a while.
"The Nets won this game today, and the series is now 2-1. The next game will be here again. Xiao Wang, are you confident you can win another game?"
Meng Chao looked up expectantly at Wang Xiucheng, whose forehead was covered in sweat.
Wang Xiucheng, as always, grabbed the microphone and Meng Chao's hand. "Of course, at this point, I believe everyone on the Nets wants to keep winning."
"I interviewed you before and asked you what your goal was for this season. At that time, you said it was to get into the playoffs." Meng Chao asked tentatively, "I'm asking you the same question now. Has your answer changed?"
Wang Xiucheng nodded: "Of course, the goal now is the Eastern Conference Finals."
Meng Chao almost rolled his eyes when he heard this. It was too difficult to hear the word "champion" from Wang Xiucheng's mouth.
"One last question. Although you scored 43 points and had 13 assists today, you also had a whopping 7 turnovers, which is unusual for you in previous games. Could you explain why?"
Wang Xiucheng paused slightly before saying, "The opponent's defense was very good today, especially when they double-teamed me. I made a few mistakes when they double-teamed me."
After another pause, Wang Xiucheng continued, "But as you saw, it was for this reason that some of their players committed too many fouls early on and had to leave the court to rest. We all believed that we would win this game."
"Okay, thank you both for the interview."
Meng Chao suddenly remembered that he had forgotten to interview Zeng Fanbo again today.
But the words have already been spoken, and it's impossible to change them now.
Before he could finish speaking, Wang Xiucheng put his arm around Zeng Fanbo's shoulder and walked towards the players' tunnel.
"This concludes the post-match interview. I'll hand the time over to the two teachers now. I have to head to the post-match press conference. See you later."