Su Qing firmly held onto Little Jordan's position. Even though Su Qing's strength was slightly stronger than Little Jordan's, Little Jordan's absolute advantage in weight firmly helped him sit and hit the basket.
His eyes were fixed on Little Jordan. Su Qing had been making judgments and judging what kind of offensive method Little Jordan should use to end this attack.
If Su Qing's judgment was wrong or he did not react in time, then it was very likely that Jordan would score the ball. At that time, the gap between the points of the Los Angeles team would widen again!
Left or right?
Su Qing desperately searched for details that might reveal a flaw in Little Jordan, but in the end, he could not find it.
"I don't care!"
Regardless, Su Qing jumped up and blocked the ball. In the end, this ball…
Little Jordan originally wanted to show off his footsteps, but just as he turned around, Su Qing, who was behind him, gave him a slap!
This was intolerable!
Little Jordan was angry again.
Harris hugged Jordan in time to prevent him from getting another technical foul.
The indignant Little Jordan was cursing, but Su Qing raised his hands high with an expression that said,"Do whatever you want."
In the end, the referee gave Su Qing a foul, and Little Jordan stood on the free throw line.
At this moment, the bullet screen of Penguin Sports exploded with comments about the close-up of Jordan…
"Su Qing's playing is really dirty. Look at the palm print on Little Jordan's face. Is this something an athlete can do?!”
"The person above is really funny. Could it be that Su Qing did it on purpose? Can't you tell that it was Little Jordan who shook Su Qing up?”
"Don't be calculative with certain people. Su Qing's performance was too good this time. Those who can't stand it will always come out and bite him!”
There were people who supported him, and there were naturally people who criticized him. However, the truth was still the truth…Even Su Qun, Wang Meng, Yu Qingying, and the others could not help but laugh.
" Little Jordan's face…"
Su Qun groaned but did not say anything.
"I think the officials will give a pause to deal with it, right?”
Little Jordan's face was not like what the fans had said. It was not red from Su Qing's slap.
As a black man, Little Jordan did not know what blushing meant, but…
At this moment on the field, whether it was Su Qing or others, they were all holding back their laughter when they saw Little Jordan's left cheek that was swollen like a pig's head.
However, when they saw the look in Little Jordan's eyes that looked like he was going to eat someone up, everyone shut their mouths...
Little Jordan's free throw this time was somewhat unexpected. He hit the second free throw, which was in line with his free throw percentage this season.
After a dead ball, everyone went off the field and waited for the three minutes to end.
"Deandro, you, are you going to…Pfft!”
The medical staff tried to apply ice on Little Jordan to reduce the swelling, but before he could finish speaking, he could not help but laugh.
"What are you laughing at?"
Little Jordan looked at the medical staff, who were already swaying back and forth, and was a little confused. He turned to look at the others, only to find that they were also laughing.
"Coach?"
Rivers immediately covered his mouth and pointed at the ceiling.
Little Jordan raised his head and looked at the big screen above his head. The big screen was a close-up shot of him...
“Fu8k！”
Little Jordan was furious. He got up and was about to rush toward the bench of the Laker. His only thought now was to fight Su Qing!
……
The storm passed quickly. When the pause was over and Little Jordan took the ice pack off his face, the swelling had reduced by more than half.
When the two teams returned to the court, the Los Angeles Clippers had already brought out their starting lineup. The only difference was that Su Qing was placed in the fourth position. Bauer, who was in the first position, was already eager to try. It was as if he was looking forward to a two-man match with his new teammate, Su Qing...
As for Ingram, he was placed at the third position. The second position was still the first-year rookie who had a brilliant performance in this game, Josh Hart, and the fifth position was still the starting center, Rodriguez.
"There's something wrong with this lineup!"
Su Qun could tell at a glance that there was a problem with this lineup.
They didn't get along well. Unless everyone was willing to cooperate with Su Qing, who was in a fiery state, otherwise, they would definitely be a plate of loose sand in the end and would not be able to achieve anything.
The game began. The score between the two teams was 81:93 (Clippers). The difference was still less than 10 points. There were 2 minutes and 34 seconds left.
If they could grasp the ball, they still had a great chance of closing the gap to 10 or even 10 points!
After Bauer dribbled past the half court, no one paid attention to him. He directly dribbled his own ball and rushed into the paint. Seeing this scene, the hearts of all the Laker fans turned cold...
"Bauer really doesn't know how to behave! At this time, he still f * cking charged forward. This round had simply ruined all of Su Qing's previous efforts! This time, it's still…"
When Yu Qingying saw what had happened, she was still furious and berated Bauer. However, before she could finish her sentence, something happened on the basketball court…
Ah! The collection grew so slowly!
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