Chapter 313: Absolutely shining, Fan Gravity

Fan Xi's mind was full of thoughts on how to deal with the Chicago-Miami coalition. These five Eastern players had pushed their talent to the extreme; they had slashing, shooting, hard-hitting, defense... five players, three superstars, one quasi-superstar, one All-Star, and the chemistry was so good.

Very hard to eat up.

When Fan Xi walked quickly to the bench, Nicki Minaj suddenly walked out. She was known for being bold and unrestrained. She grabbed Fan Xi's hand: "Hey, Jack, I was moved by your performance just now. I want to write a song for you. Wiggle! Wiggle! Shoot! Shoot! Shoot!"

Saying this, she even started singing.

She was fawning over him.

The lyrics of black music were simple to the point of being outrageous, especially for trap style; basically, a few words could make a song. It was purely rhythmic music, brainwashing.

It had to be said, Nicki Minaj was talented. The few lines she sang kept lingering in Fan Xi's mind, as if his ears were being filled with magic sounds.

Even when he got rid of Nicki Minaj and returned to the bench.

D'Antoni walked over and congratulated Fan Xi: "You played very well, Jack. If you passed more after the pick-and-roll, you would be simply perfect."

"I said before, you are the point guard who knows how to play run-and-gun best in the league today besides Stephen, and now my guess has been confirmed."

D'Antoni appreciated Fan Xi from the bottom of his heart.

Fan Xi knew what the "shortcoming" he pointed out was; that was Fan Xi's deliberate doing. Fan Xi didn't want to expose all his strength in such a game, even if LeBron James and others were aggressive, treating this game as if it were already in their pockets.

"Playing like this, it's hard to crush them," Kobe Bryant said to Fan Xi on the bench.

Fan Xi nodded; he admitted Kobe's judgment. However, he still believed that Miami had no possibility of taking victory from his hands, not even a sliver.

Last year's finals were so difficult, so short of soldiers and generals, and his own strength was far from as powerful as it was now, yet he could still take down the Big Three. Tonight, what was difficult about it?

Fan Xi always had this kind of heroic romantic sentiment.

D'Antoni finally made personnel adjustments. He used Zach Randolph to sub out Blake Griffin and Marc Gasol to sub out Kevin Love.

This was the Memphis Grizzlies' twin towers.

Since they famously upset the Spurs in the first round last season, they had already become a force not to be underestimated in the league today.

D'Antoni originally wanted to make more substitutions, but found that when the three Lakers All-Stars didn't play, the players available to replace them became scarce.

So, he simply let Fan Xi, Westbrook, and Kevin Durant continue to play.

Fan Xi glanced at Dwight Howard at this time.

Compared to before the game, Howard looked a bit listless and haggard. He probably couldn't accept the boos from the fans, or perhaps he couldn't accept the mountain-shaking pursuit of Fan Xi by the fans.

He was a bit wilted now, and didn't even have the slightest desire to play.

Fan Xi shook his head; he was a bit disappointed in this number one center. His spirit wasn't even as good as James's. James at least, when facing the long boos in Cleveland, played however he should play, without affecting his own performance. Howard was just...

However, this was a good thing for the Clippers. If Howard were a player with firm will and iron-like determination, it would really be hard to play.

"Jack, I will help you."

Zach Randolph suddenly leaned over to Fan Xi and said, "I've long found James unpleasant. He always thinks he is the natural protagonist and others are here to set him off. I hate such arrogant people the most."

Randolph was a typical example of a prodigal son returning in the NBA. His reputation in his early years was simply rotten. Portland, New York, and Los Angeles all left behind his decadent rumors. He was considered a troublemaker in the locker room, and the whole league was waiting for him to finish his last contract and get out of the league. However, in the "rarely visited" Memphis, he washed away his lead, devoted himself to repaying the team, and led the team to rise gradually with Marc Gasol.

Marc Gasol plus Randolph.

Once the two of them came on, run-and-gun definitely couldn't be played. They were standard heavy inside players, playing half-court set positions.

"If you need my help, you can tell me," Kobe said to Fan Xi as he was about to go on the court.

Fan Xi smiled and shook his head, saying, "Can you join the Clippers to help us during the finals?"

Beep!

The whistle blew, and the game continued.

The fourth quarter arrived.

Fan Xi walked onto the court.

For Fan Xi, he had already treated this game as a preview of the finals.

The East side was the same.

The East side actually didn't make any substitutions.

Spoelstra withstood the pressure. Of course, he also casually asked for the players' opinions. When Paul Pierce silently put on his jacket, there were no other voices on the Eastern bench.

The other All-Stars in the East were just watching the tigers fight from the mountain. Since the Bulls and Heat coalition wanted to play for their lives with Fan Xi and fight him to the death, then let them fight. You fight to the death, what does it have to do with me?

Being the audience closest to the court wasn't better than anything else?

Fan Xi brought the ball to the frontcourt, and Derek Rose forced his way up.

Fan Xi attacked quickly. He killed into the paint and passed to Zach Randolph. Randolph turned and hooked... Clang!

It was a little bit off.

The rebound was protected by Noah.

The East accelerated the tempo. Derek Rose was fast as lightning. After a high pick-and-roll with Joakim Noah, he killed into the paint like lightning and passed to Chris Bosh. Bosh hit a mid-range jumper at the free-throw line.

The Eastern offense was still fierce.

Bulls plus Heat, their styles connected seamlessly; they were indeed the most lethal combination in the league today.

Fan Xi was still struggling. He brought the ball to the frontcourt, then passed to Kevin Durant.

Durant launched an attack on the wing, but his jumper was a little bit off... Clang.

Missed again.

However, Marc Gasol got the rebound. He and Zach Randolph still had some advantages in the paint.

The ball was passed back to Fan Xi's hands. Fan Xi called Zach Randolph, ran a pick-and-roll with Randolph at the high post, killed into the paint, dished it back, and Randolph shot at the free-throw line... Swish!

It hit.

This was a beautiful pick-and-roll pass; Fan Xi controlled both the timing and the angle perfectly.

In this situation, Fan Xi subconsciously didn't hide his strength.

However, one or two balls, others would also list them in the analysis file.

But, if not played like this, how should it be executed?

Fan Xi was a bit anxious.

The game continued, the East was still moving like dragons and tigers, the three major top slashers went back and forth, causing damage.

The West side was struggling, barely keeping the point difference from expanding beyond 6 points.

Playing to the fourth minute.

D'Antoni made a personnel adjustment. He still didn't sub in Lakers-affiliated players. Facing the Eastern Chicago-Miami connection, he had no intention of playing the Los Angeles connection at all.

This made Shaquille O'Neal complain: "I think Los Angeles fans will be very sad to see this scene. Although the internal derby can be fought to the point of breaking heads and bleeding, outside, they represent Los Angeles basketball as a whole. Los Angeles fans, regardless of each other, should all want to see the Los Angeles coalition crush the East right now."

O'Neal spoke to the hearts of Los Angeles fans.

Even the most die-hard Lakers fans wanted to see the Lakers lineup join forces with Fan Xi again, brothers fighting within the walls to resist external insults.

But.

D'Antoni just used Tony Parker to sub out Westbrook.

The reason for subbing Tony Parker was because Tony Parker stood up and stretched his muscles; he had sat for too long.

D'Antoni simply subbed him in and subbed Westbrook out.

After Tony Parker went on the court.

Fan Xi hesitated slightly, then passed the ball directly to the French little sports car. He said to Tony Parker: "Next, I'll move off the ball."

Tony Parker was a bit caught off guard; he had originally come to just play a bit part.

Unexpectedly, Fan Xi actually handed the ball rights directly to him.

"This is your best opportunity to understand Memphis, understand the Clippers, and understand the Thunder. If you want to anticipate the enemy in the playoffs, you should seize it," Fan Xi said to Tony Parker afterwards.

Tony Parker frowned slightly. Although he knew Fan Xi said this because he was trying his best to help the West.

Thinking carefully, this was indeed the truth.

There was no situation better than playing a game against opponents to understand them; after all, he was a point guard.

Tony Parker brought the ball to the frontcourt, and Derek Rose defended up.

Marc Gasol quickly stepped up for a screen. Parker drilled into the free-throw line like a slippery loach and was about to reach the paint soon.

Joakim Noah hurriedly came to help defend, but Tony Parker did a smooth back-spin... This was his signature move.

He entered the paint but didn't go for a layup. The Spurs system had trained him into a qualified team player; he passed the ball straight to Zach Randolph.

Randolph put the ball in.

Fan Xi stood outside the left three-point line, examining the situation.

He had been entangled with Wade all along, and Wade had been talking trash to him, saying that he would slaughter the West tonight and not let Fan Xi even dream of hitting a game-winner against him again.

Fan Xi was tired of hearing it.

Clearly, Wade, who had been planted with a knot in his heart, had always wanted to shake off that shadow of being hit by a game-winner.

When Fan Xi ran back on defense, he saw Nicki Minaj shaking on the sidelines, and he subconsciously thought of her magic sound in his head: Wiggle! Wiggle! Wiggle! Shoot! Shoot! Shoot!

When he stepped over the half-court line, he suddenly woke up.

That's right, I can play in another way.

When Derek Rose brought the ball over, Fan Xi stared closely at Wade, defending without moving an inch, raising his focus to a terrifying level.

Derek Rose couldn't pass the ball to Wade.

He accelerated to break through Tony Parker's defense, then passed to the following Chris Bosh. Bosh jumped to shoot, but at the moment he released, Fan Xi suddenly killed out from behind him, like a giant roc spreading its wings, the huge shadow directly covering him from the top of his head.

Chris Bosh felt something was wrong inside.

But it was too late; Fan Xi directly snatched the ball from the top of his head.

A block that covered his head and face.

Bosh stumbled a bit when he landed, but Fan Xi had already launched a fast attack. He broke through half-court, passed the ball to Kevin Durant, and quickly ran to the corner.

Durant held the ball and killed to the free-throw line, falling into defense.

Just as he turned around, Fan Xi quickly returned to the three-point wing through Zach Randolph's thick screen.

Durant took the opportunity to pass the ball over.

Fan Xi released easily, with no defense in front of him.

Swish!

3-pointer hit.

The point difference instantly narrowed to 1 point.

Fan Xi used a perfect off-ball movement.

Hamilton and Stephen Curry in front of the TV exclaimed that it was professional: "Jack must have learned something from me."

After Fan Xi scored, he gave Durant a thumbs up.

Then he walked to Tony Parker and whispered a few words to Tony Parker.

Afterwards, he said a few words to Marc Gasol and Zach Randolph while running back on defense.

They all nodded.

Instantly, the Eastern team's emotions became unstable.

Fan Xi was a natural crazy killer; you must never let him get momentum. Once he went crazy, even God could only stand up and applaud.

Moreover, countless failures had proven that Fan Xi was a court conspirator; when he stopped to talk, it was often the birth of a trap.

LeBron James passed the ball himself. He killed into the paint against Durant's defense and was about to turn to shoot when Fan Xi quickly attacked. He hurriedly passed the ball out. Wade caught the ball and hit a 2-pointer on the three-point line.

Wade's shot stabilized the Eastern army's heart.

Fan Xi paid some price for his risky double-team action. He also clapped and sighed, thinking he should have been more decisive, directly flying over to steal from James, not giving him a chance to stop and adjust.

Tony Parker brought the ball across half-court.

Fan Xi ran across the half-court.

Wade chased relentlessly behind him. Suddenly Fan Xi went to the corner and quickly circled back, running from the free-throw line to the top of the three-point arc. Wade chased relentlessly, but found Zach Randolph and Kevin Durant merging at the same time... Classic elevator door tactic.

Tony Parker passed the ball to the arc top. Fan Xi glanced at the three-point line and shot steadily... Swish!

Another open three-pointer.

"The whole world has forgotten that Jack is a precise three-point shooter. He won initial trust with open three-pointers."

Kobe muttered to himself.

He could already see through the overall situation at this time; he knew the Western team had already established an advantage.

His eyes could see two or three steps ahead.

Although people always said Kobe Bryant played selfishly and didn't pass, his basketball IQ was extremely high. After retiring, he did several analysis programs on the general trend of court games, which were simply incisive, seeing ten steps ahead.

The two teams were tied.

The East didn't call a timeout.

Derek Rose attacked successfully again. He killed into the paint but missed under the double-team of the black and white bears, Zach Randolph and Marc Gasol. He only drew a foul and went to the free-throw line.

Clang!

Swish!

One of two free throws.

Changing sides to fight again, it was still Tony Parker holding the ball, and Fan Xi was still running.

But at this time, the entire Eastern defense was attracted over.

When Fan Xi circled out from the baseline, James subconsciously shifted a step, and Tony Parker's ball was passed over.

Durant caught the ball and hit easily.

Fan Gravity.

Even if Fan Xi didn't touch the ball, he could attract defense.

The Western team was becoming more and more like a whole.

At this time, Chris Paul also saw the wrong place, and he began to worry. Could it be that tonight would become Fan Xi's solo show again?

He hurriedly moved his position to Dwight Howard's side and said to Howard: "Dwight, don't you want to have a perfect farewell with Orlando? You should return to the court now. No matter how they boo you, as long as you play a wonderful performance, they will eventually accept you."

Chris Paul's words were bewitching.

Dwight Howard raised his head and thought: Really?

Chris Paul was very anxious. In this situation, Kobe definitely wouldn't play again, and other players also cherished their feathers and had no name to play again to share the fruits of victory. People had played to this point, what were you going up to pick peaches for?

Everyone wanted face.

The only one who could go up was Dwight Howard; he occupied "morality."

If he went up, he could definitely destroy the current Western team's chemistry.

And once the chemistry was destroyed, with the East's strength, they could definitely succeed in one go and crush the West.

Chris Paul's mind was top-tier smart.

However, when he was planning this matter.

Fan Xi stole James's drive in the frontcourt. He flew over directly, not giving James a chance to pass, and snatched the ball from James's arms like a barbarian.

Then, he launched a fast break.

Durant and Tony Parker galloped by his side.

He passed to Tony Parker first, then ran to the corner himself, and the Heat's defense immediately lost focus.

When Tony Parker ran to the paint, they hurriedly shrunk, and Tony Parker then looked back at the moon, passed to Durant, Durant feinted again, mobilizing their defense. At the same time, Fan Xi broke free from the defense through Randolph's screen, arrived at the arc top, the ball was passed over, he caught it, open shot... Swish!

Another three-pointer.

Fan Xi hit 3 three-pointers in a row.

Each one pierced the heart of the Eastern team.

Although Orlando was nominally the East's home court.

However, the fans at the entire Amway Center were shouting for Fan Xi: "MVP! MVP! MVP!"

Fan Xi raised his hands high, and the sound waves pushed toward him in waves.

On this starry night, he was the only shining sun in the whole arena.

Beep!

Spoelstra had to call a timeout.

He didn't know how to deal with the lineup Fan Xi suddenly used for a while, which made him tricky. He wasn't a player with quick on-the-spot reactions. After all, this was a temporarily assembled team, a temporarily assembled opponent.

He scratched his head, not expecting to encounter such a high-difficulty test paper in the All-Star Game.

"I have to say, the league will soon enter the Jack era; he is too shining. In the first half, he was still low-key as if he were just playing along. In the second half, provoked, he immediately erupted with monstrous fighting spirit. Facing the top two teams in the East, he actually fought more and more bravely. Now... I dare say, he has already controlled the situation."

Shaquille O'Neal exclaimed: "Perhaps Jack's individual ability isn't the strongest, but standing on the court, you'd better not provoke him. Just like those unassuming-looking, polite Chinese people, if you provoke him, you will definitely be beaten until your nose is bruised and your face is swollen, lying on the ground, and finally he will ask you: Do you know you were wrong?"

O'Neal had a talent for commentary.

What he said was interesting, even the commentary world's Guo Degang and Yu Qian sitting next to him couldn't block his light.

Meanwhile, Fan Xi walked to the bench.

Dwight Howard suddenly stood up and said to Fan Xi: "I'll go on, can you still help me get the MVP?"

Fan Xi raised his head and looked at Howard.

That look was clearly looking at an idiot.

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