It seemed like Harden scored 30 points, while Su Yan only had 15.
In reality... not to mention Su Yan only took 2 minutes and 30 seconds to score an astonishing 15 points.
The key is...
One Three-point Shot is $3,000, so 5 Three-point Shots earned him $15,000. Who could resist that?
Wouldn't you be excited?
It was hard not to be thrilled.
Westbrook charged in, driving to the basket like a human bomb, throwing himself into the air as if to perish with the enemy.
The opportunity for a drive to the basket appeared.
Unfortunately... the sophomore Westbrook couldn't finish.
Rebound?
David Lee, who averaged 11.8 rebounds per game, firmly secured the basketball.
"Su Yan, just run. Once an opportunity opens up, I'll pass the ball to you immediately."
Douby received the ball, pushed for a fast break, and instructed Su Yan.
So friendly to a rookie?
He was overthinking it.
It was purely because Su Yan had just hit 5 consecutive Three-point Shots, becoming an important weapon for the New York Knicks to catch up and even reverse the score.
No matter what world, strength is respected.
This is an eternal truth.
Su Yan understood and didn't bother to dwell on it. At this moment, he only wanted to shoot Three-point Shots and help the team win.
Really!!!
"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!"
Su Yan started running, running tirelessly. David Lee, Danilo Gallinari, and others were also friendly.
They constantly screened for Su Yan.
While his hand was hot, everyone hoped he would shoot more.
$ +1.
$ +1.
$ +1.
Every run earned him money, which only made him more motivated.
???
No, buddy, do you have to be so desperate?
Your starters are all on the court. You're no longer the main force, and this game doesn't have much to do with you anymore.
Why run so hard and play so fiercely?
Harden was guarding Su Yan. Early Harden still had defensive desire, but tonight he was, after all, the most dazzling player.
Constantly following a benchwarmer who was running mindlessly, what kind of situation was that?
He couldn't help it.
Harden caught up to Su Yan and complained, "Stop, stop, stop! Can you stop running? Do you see anyone passing you the ball?!
Even if they did, you wouldn't make it."
"Then... why are you sticking to me so closely?"
Su Yan rolled his eyes at him.
He said one thing but his feet didn't slow down at all, following closely while panting heavily.
It made sense.
After all, he was also a rookie and needed to perform well.
If he didn't prove his worth, his future 'eye defense' wouldn't be tolerated by most teams.
"Whoosh!"
He cut down again, then suddenly made an upward sprint back, shaking off Harden.
Stylish off-ball movement?
No.
He just ran too much, making Harden irritable and distracted.
As long as you're willing to run and take the game seriously enough, opportunities will always arise.
Right arc top.
One step beyond the Three-point line, Su Yan arrived, Douby's pass reached his hand, and he raised his arm for another extended Three-point Shot.
Both far and fast.
Durant immediately moved to defend, but still couldn't block it; he was far off.
The basketball flew past his fingertips, far beyond his reach.
It spun towards the basket, and under Harden's ghost-seeing gaze, it once again... swished through the net.
"Swish!"
The sixth Three-point Shot.
Another $3,000 in hand.
Su Yan was delighted, and the point difference was now only 4 points.
"What's going on? Who is this kid...?"
Coach Scott Brooks couldn't stay calm.
He couldn't be calm.
A benchwarmer he didn't know had single-handedly ignited an 18-2 comeback.
Who could stand that?
This was tantamount to having his head stepped on and rubbed into the ground.
"He's just a vase to boost popularity!"
The Assistant Coach also had a headache. "He's this year's Undrafted Player, with terrible physical test data.
No one wanted him.
But he's handsome and relies on the Dragon Nation market, so the New York Knicks signed him to a short-term contract.
They probably wanted to see if they could attract some fans for his looks and increase the team's popularity!
He has no scoring ability at all, let alone Three-point Shots."
???
Six for six on Three-point Shots, each difficult, with ultra-long shots being no problem.
You say he has no Three-point Shot?
Are you f***ing kidding me?
Suppressing the urge to retort, Coach Brooks roared at Harden, "Intensify the defense! Don't let him shoot anymore!"
Well.
Even though he scored 30 points tonight.
Harden still got scolded.
A sudden look of disgust shot from his eyes as he stared at Su Yan. "It's bad enough he's desperate, but he's dragging me down too!
I might not be human, but you're truly a dog!"
Sigh... Harden sighed, accepted the scolding, and gritted his teeth as he chased Su Yan with all his might.
Six for six on Three-point Shots.
He really couldn't let him shoot easily now, otherwise... if they lost, he'd be blamed.
A milestone turning into a 'mile-stone of sorrow'?
Harden didn't want that.
But Su Yan was truly desperate. Even if he didn't find a good opportunity to receive the ball in the next minute.
His running never stopped.
Harden was panting. He felt like he wasn't tired even playing all night, but these one or two minutes had exhausted him.
He caught up to Su Yan again, preventing him from getting the ball.
Harden continued to complain, "Your name is Su Yan, right? Seriously, stop running. Don't be like a Desperate Third Son.
There's no need.
Your teammates are very strong. As a shooter, you should stay put in the corner and wait for your teammates to pass the ball.
That's the right way."
Harden teaching?
Hmm~ he was right.
A traditional shooter should quietly lurk in the corner, waiting for their core player to drive, draw a double team, and then pass the ball.
Then shoot a Three-point Shot.
Not to mention that this isn't the small ball era yet; even in the future... many shooters play this way.
Of course.
Harden said this mainly because he didn't want to stick to Su Yan like a dog-skin plaster.
He, Harden, this year's third overall pick.
He, Su Yan, this year's Undrafted Player.
Su Yan following Harden was reasonable.
Harden following Su Yan was humiliating.
Before his transfer to the Nets in the future, Harden was a very proud player with big dreams.
Me, Desperate Third Son?
If I told you that making one Three-point Shot earned you $3,000, you'd be desperate too!!!
"Hehe!"
Su Yan smiled, not caring about Harden's complaints at all: "I'm just an Undrafted Player, so I have to cherish every minute on the court.
So.
Can you f***ing stop following me and let me shoot a few more Three-point Shots?"
"Dream on!"
Harden roared, and Su Yan roared back, "Then why are you talking so much nonsense?!"
The two rookies continued to battle.
On the court.
As the defensive intensity increased and the game reached its final crucial moments, it wasn't so easy for him to receive the ball.
Durant had a big heart.
On the right high post, he called out Danilo Gallinari, took a step to accelerate, a step to stop, and shot a pull-up jumper.
This was simply unstoppable.
"Swish!"
The two points were coldly made.
David Lee also scored 2 points toughly in the paint against Kostić, keeping the difference at only 2 points.
Westbrook was not to be outdone.
His explosive athleticism was his capital. He once again shifted gears, accelerated, shook off his defender, and drove to the basket.
He gathered the ball and exploded upwards.
With his bow fully drawn, he performed a powerful "C-shaped" move, showcasing violent aesthetics. The difference was 4 points, with only 27.4 seconds left.
It seemed.
The New York Knicks were still going to lose.
However... during the transition offense, Su Yan received the ball at the top of the arc, two meters out.
Harden reacted a beat too late and didn't follow.
It wasn't that he reacted slowly; from that far away, not following was perfectly fine.
"Whoosh~"
Su Yan seized the opportunity and decisively launched another ultra-long Three-point Shot.
Douby passed the ball and pointed to the corner, his pupils suddenly widening, "Don't shoot~! Danilo Gallinari is open in the right corner.
You f***ing... Holy sh*t~ Great shot!!!"