Chapter 39: Flirting with Referee Gracie Leaves Doncic with No More Flirting Opportunities
Chapter 39: Flirting with Referee Gracie Leaves Doncic with No More Flirting Opportunities
Wang Xiucheng sat on the bench drinking water, with a towel over his head to keep warm; he looked a little tired.
But in fact, Wang Xiucheng was checking the system.
He was wondering why no missions had been issued until the third quarter when Cole's Challenge began, and he finally received one.
And there is only one task today.
[Task 1: Earn 100 system points for each three-pointer you make.]
Therefore, Wang Xiucheng equipped the skill card that Jenna gave him, which improved his three-point shooting percentage, onto the [Shooting Module].
Transform yourself into a big loner like Christopher.
The timeout ended quickly, and Wang Xiucheng was substituted, with Porter Jr., who was clearly in a bad mood, taking the court.
Silas also arranged for Wood to remain on the field.
Curry and Poole were also substituted out for rest on the Warriors' side.
Draymond Green, who had been holding back for a long time, finally made his appearance.
The game begins again.
The Warriors without Curry are still the same Warriors.
But without Wang Xiucheng, the rocket is no longer the same rocket.
Wood is finally willing to set picks and rolls, and Porter is finally willing to pass the ball.
But the Rockets failed to score a single point in four minutes.
Yes, I didn't get a single point.
It seems Wang Xiucheng has used up all his good luck; even Wood's backboard shot under the basket could bypass the rim and land on the other side.
Christopher, Garruba, and even Shen Jing couldn't even touch the ball.
Porter Jr. seemed eager to prove himself, but the more anxious he was, the more mistakes he made, inexplicably handing possession of the ball to the opponent several times.
In the final four minutes, the Warriors scored 10 points with a combination of drives and shots, instantly widening the score gap to 103-83, a lead of 20 points.
As the third quarter ended, it seemed that, as always, the Warriors would finish the game in just three quarters.
The game has entered a break.
A team of hot, enthusiastic cheerleaders took to the stage.
Yang Yi, who had always enjoyed watching this, didn't even glance at it at this moment.
"Wang Xiucheng scored 20 points in the third quarter." Yang Yi's face turned red with excitement, and he almost stood on the table.
"5 out of 9 three-pointers, plus four assists." Yang Yi's voice trembled: "Who said Wang Xiucheng can't shoot threes?"
"Who said Wang Xiucheng can only play during garbage time?"
"Who said Wang Xiucheng can only break through to higher levels?"
Yang Yi became more and more excited as he spoke, "Actually, I shouldn't say this, but I just don't understand. What are China's sponsors doing with such a talented Chinese football star, such a high-quality, clean-cut young man who doesn't even have tattoos? They've practically fed him the meat, don't they know to open their mouths?"
"After constantly calling out Yao Ming's name, the NBA has become less and less concerned about the Chinese market, and Chinese companies have also become less and less concerned about the NBA."
"The opportunity has arrived, what are we waiting for..."
Yang Yi also felt a little sorry for Wang Xiucheng. He was playing so well, but he was still being suppressed by Porter, and he was even on a two-way contract.
Despite being a Chinese player, he doesn't even have a sponsor.
Yang Yi was unaware that the Houston Rockets' office had been extremely busy these past few days, playing away games.
With the cheerleading performance over, the fourth quarter began, and Wang Xiucheng returned to the court.
In addition to Wang Xiucheng, there are also Christopher, Garruba, Martin Jr., and Shen Jing as substitutes.
The game begins, the Rockets have possession of the ball, and Draymond Green stands in front of Wang Xiucheng.
"Kid, if you've got the guts, then don't..."
Before he could finish speaking, Wang Xiucheng, disregarding all martial ethics, dashed forward in a flash.
Green, who was halfway through his sentence, instinctively reached out to grab Wang Xiucheng, but then remembered his foul count and stopped, allowing Wang Xiucheng to break through.
Wang Xiucheng was almost instantly outside the three-point line. Before he could even get his footing, he jumped up and shot.
Swish!
Go in again.
Kerr was numb; all he wanted was to go back and find that report to see who wrote the sentence that Wang Xiucheng couldn't shoot three-pointers.
The Warriors are on offense. Draymond Green drives the ball into the paint like a tank and finishes with a powerful dunk.
Shen Jing rubbed his chest, his face ashen.
Shen Jing picked up the basketball and threw it to Wang Xiucheng. Shen Jing ran past Wang Xiucheng and entered the Warriors' restricted area.
Wang Xiucheng glanced at the situation on the outside, and after Garuba, who plays the power forward position, came over to screen, Wang Xiucheng stepped back and jumped. Draymond Green followed suit, but Wang Xiucheng passed the ball to the inside.
Shen Jing received the ball and immediately executed a hook shot.
Snapped.
Rooney hit Shen Jing's hand, committing a foul, and was awarded two free throws.
Kerr immediately called Curry up.
After Wang Xiucheng entered the game, the Rockets gained the upper hand, which was unacceptable to Kerr.
Curry went to the scorer's table, waiting for Shen Jing to finish his first free throw so he could go on the court.
Today's female referee, Ashley Moirgressie, was standing by the technical table, seemingly communicating with the technical staff.
Wang Xiucheng slowly walked over at this moment.
Curry looked at Wang Xiucheng, assuming that Wang Xiucheng had come to talk to him.
After all, that single-shot technique was something Wang Xiucheng learned from himself.
But something happened that left Curry speechless.
Wang Xiucheng was standing right behind Gracie. After Gracie finished communicating with the technical team and turned around, her arm swung right into Wang Xiucheng's chest.
Wang Xiucheng let out an exaggerated "Ah!" and clutched his chest, saying, "Aren't you watching where you're going? You've bumped into my heart, you have to take responsibility."
Curry stared wide-eyed, his face filled with disbelief, not even noticing his braces had fallen to the ground.
Wang Xiucheng is flirting again!
Yes, again!
This is not the first time.
Curry knew that Wang Xiucheng had a criminal record. The last time was with Lauren Holtkamp, whom no man in the entire league dared to mess with, and this time it was with Gladys.
Gracie is the same female referee that Doncic flirted with back then.
Today, Wang Xiucheng actually extended his evil clutches to Gracie.
Curry looked at Wang Xiucheng and Gracie in front of him like a primary school student listening attentively to a lesson.
Gracie first apologized and helped Wang Xiucheng up, then realized after hearing what he said that he was flirting with her, just like Doncic used to be.
“That’s enough.” Gracie shook her head: “You’re on the league’s blacklist of female referees now. If you do anything else silly, I’ll kick you out. Trust me.”
Curry nodded upon hearing this.
That's more like it. How could the referees let Wang Xiucheng provoke them again and again, making it seem like the league referees weren't doing their jobs properly?
Wang Xiucheng, however, shamelessly continued, "Then answer one question for me."
Curry picked up his mouthguard without a care for the dirt, put it directly in his mouth, and looked at Wang Xiucheng with an expression that said, "Are you an idiot?"
Bargaining with the referee?
You are truly brave; even warriors are not as brave as you.
"what is the problem?"
To Curry's surprise, Gladys actually agreed.
Curry looked completely bewildered. Wasn't he supposed to give it to T?
Why won't you give it to me?
Wang Xiucheng then moved even closer, covering his mouth with his hand, and said to Gladys, "Between me and Doncic, who's more handsome?"
Curry quickly leaned closer, and after hearing Wang Xiucheng's words, Curry burst out laughing.
Gracie dodged slightly from Wang Xiucheng's head, which was almost touching hers. Seeing Wang Xiucheng's expectant look, as if he wouldn't leave until she answered him, she impatiently uttered a single word: "You."
After saying this, Gracie didn't linger and walked towards the field.
Curry was laughing so hard he couldn't stand up straight. He put his arm around Wang Xiucheng's shoulder to keep himself from laughing so hard he collapsed.
The entire stadium was stunned, and even O'Neal and Barkley in the live broadcast room had no idea what was going on.
In their eyes, all they saw was what Wang Xiucheng and Gladys said, and then Curry couldn't stop laughing.
He was still smiling until Shen Jing finished his free throws and Curry was substituted into the game.
On the contrary, Wang Xiucheng looked at Curry with a look of disdain. Was it really that funny?
Your sense of humor is way too low.
The game resumed again.
With Curry on the team, the Warriors' scoring ability has been further enhanced.
With his three-point shooting ability, Wang Xiucheng can shoot, drive, and pass, and Draymond Green doesn't dare to touch him because he feels that Gladys is always watching him.
With seven minutes remaining in the game, Silas called a timeout and substituted Wang Xiucheng.
The entire stadium rose to their feet and applauded Wang Xiucheng, knowing that he would not be playing again.
The Warriors were still leading by 18 points, and the game had essentially entered garbage time.
In the Penguin Live broadcast room, the hosts and guests no longer pay attention to the game.
For them, the competition is over.
Wang Meng looked at the data on the tablet in front of him: "Wang Xiucheng has scored 26 points and 7 assists. He had a few more turnovers today, 3. Do you two have anything to say?"
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