Brandon Haywood at this moment really wanted to pat his face and see if he was dreaming.

However, he couldn't raise his hand anymore, and he just stood there so stupidly, completely unable to believe that this was a reality or a dream?

"Jue, Jue, Jue? Did I get this ball?"

Like many people, Brandon Haywood actually dreams often.

When you can't play the ball, you can dream of getting the ball.

Before entering NBA, I dreamed that I could enter NBA.

After entering NBA, I dreamed of playing.

After playing, you can score points in your dreams.

After scoring, I thought about getting a final shot.

When I think of the ultimate kill, I think of designing a cool celebration action for myself.

In his sleep, Heywood had already thought of his winning streak.

However, he was confused at this moment and could not remember it at all.

Moreover, it seemed like he was thinking about it at this moment, and he didn't have the intention to do it.

Because, he was completely confused.

He was completely in a state of ignorance.

Reality and dreams are hard to tell.

Just when Haywood was stunned, the rest of the Washington Wizards rushed forward.

Everyone was so like a big wave of water, just like a "splash" under the ground, and rushed directly to Brandon Haywood.

"Brendon, you're so awesome!"

"Brother, you are in the limelight today. Have you ever had a treat, do you know?"

"I'm so envious. I'd better have I stood in that position."

"To be honest, this ball is actually nothing, everyone can shoot it in. Look, as long as you have hands, anyone can win. Are you right?"

"Tsk, just be sour."

“Hahahaha~”
Chapter completed!