You should cross the mountains like a brave man

Chapter 507

Chapter 513 Me and the Body Hair Whistleman and Ghost Different Ways

Next, Wei Xia's addiction to making fouls broke out, and when he saw his opponent making fierce gestures, he wanted to get closer and perform a beautiful performance.

His performance was almost flawless.

Just like Al Pacino in "Scent of a Woman", it was a work that made him an emperor, but his performance in it may not be ranked in the top five among the many performances in his career.

The same is true for Wei Xia. He can definitely publish a book in the future to teach others how to make offensive fouls. He is a master of masters.

As a result, it was himself who was called a foul.

The referee's penalty gesture is very clear.

blocking foul.

Outside the collision zone, he had already stood firm, and the opponent knocked him down with all his strength. His acting skills were flawless and unobtrusive. In the end, the referee ruined it.

Hearing that he was calling himself a foul, the fire that Wei Xia had finally suppressed burst out again.

He stood up abruptly, just about to vent his anger by cursing what he thought was the rudest English swearing,

The word FUCK is on my lips.

As a result, he swallowed back the swear words that came to his lips.

Phil Jackson had Luke Walton replace him, and he looked like he needed to calm down.

Wei Xia walked off the court, and the Zen master who seldom pointed him during the game took the initiative to come to his side: "I know you are very angry, and that is exactly the change that public opinion wants to bring about. If you can't control your anger, those people will succeed."

"I know." Wei Xia leaned on the bench, "Thank you for replacing me, I need to calm down for a while."

Wei Xia's calmness exceeded Zen Master's expectations. He thought that Wei Xia would be emotional and asked to return to the court immediately.

The heart is as firm as iron and never wavers.

Zen master sighed in his heart, the Lakers scouting department really saw Wei Xia as a real person.

He once heard that when the Cardinal selected players, he paid attention not only to the talent of the players, but also to their character.

The bishop has his own understanding of the identification of players. Those who he thinks are "unkind" and "not suitable for the Celtic culture", no matter how talented they are, he will not want them.

Wei Xia is obviously the kind of stable investment with a noble personality.

It's no wonder that Jim Buss strongly urged the team to send Caron Butler to the Trail Blazers in exchange for Wesha's signing rights, instead of trading to the Wizards for Kwame Brown as he suggested.

Looking at it now, that decision was absolutely correct.

Zen Master couldn't even imagine what it would be like if they missed Wei Xia at the beginning.

The Spurs, who lacked a breakthrough, continued to deploy troops. Popovich did not believe that they would suffer such a defeat.

He brought in fellow forwards Robert Horry and Brent Barry, a decision that changed the game.

After Barry came on the court, he hit the Spurs' first three-pointer with his shooting posture, which was highly valued by 2K9.

Next, the counterattack began.

Horry is worthy of being a lucky player. Entering the playoffs, he seems to have a natural sense of smell, knowing where there are opportunities and where he should appear.

It's hard to imagine a veteran who is on the verge of retiring will participate in the fast break, and run among the first few.

The Spurs counterattacked and passed the ball into his hands, and he raised his hand for another three-pointer.

The Spurs have been rejuvenated, and Weixia's advantage accumulated before the end of the game is being eroded.

Kobe stood up and hit a goal from the low post, so that the Lakers would not fall into the embarrassing situation where it was difficult to score.

The Spurs' offense was very decisive. Once the outside line had no chance, they transferred the ball to Duncan's hands.

The "smartest Lakers" double team was not as sophisticated as Wei Xia, and was caught by the Spurs again.

This time, it was Bruce Bowen who hit the three.

Before the end of the first quarter, Kobe's breakthrough layup was seriously interfered by Duncan.

The basketball hit the backboard as Kobe expected, but Duncan's interference caused the ball he dialed to have almost no arc, and it was difficult to bounce into the basket.

That layup rolled out of the basket and fell to the side.

The end of the first quarter, 30 to 25.

The Spurs chased back.

"The Spurs finally returned to normal in the last few minutes." Elliott made a false alarm, "I hope the rhythm can be maintained later, and it will not be as difficult as the opening."

During the break between festivals, Wei Xia stood on the sidelines, and the famous reporter Saige wearing an orange jersey asked Wei Xia: "Wish, can I interview you briefly?"

Wei Xia had a good impression of Saige, so he nodded and said: "I have been told that I don't need to play at the beginning of the second quarter."

This means that Sager can ask as many questions as he likes.

"How are you feeling now?" Sager asked lightly.

"Peace of mind, carefree." As long as these words are reversed, there will be no problem.

His anger has disappeared from his face and eyes, but there is always a fire burning in his heart.

He knew that he had to make a break.

It is no longer the kind of answer that expresses his position, but to make his own voice on all sensitive issues, unswerving, and let everyone know his thoughts.

"You seemed to have a lot of opinions on Mr. Referee just now." Sager said, "I'm on the side. I've never seen you so angry!"

Wei Xia joked: "You are wrong, I have a very bad temper, and everyone in the team knows it, especially Kobe."

"Did you get angry at Kobe?" Saige was misled by Wei Xia.

Wei Xia sneaked a glance at Kobe: "At least once a day, don't you think Kobe's face is getting worse every day since I joined the Lakers?"

"This... seems to be it." Saige seemed to have forgotten that he was interviewing Wei Xia, and suddenly realized that he had been raped when he saw the smirk on the other party's face. "Let's be serious, Wish, you have been on the cusp recently."

"I know, so I decided to end it all today." Wei Xia said.

Saige asked curiously, "How did it end?"

"I need you to do me a favor."

"no problem."

Sager believed that Wesha would not ask those difficult problems that he could not do anything about.

"Please help me tell the media that will come to the interview room tonight. I will answer all questions today. No matter what they want to ask, I will answer. I will dig out my heart and show them." At the end, Wei Xia had a look of determination on his face.

When Wei Xia said this in a live interview, it didn't matter whether Saige informed his colleagues or not.

Every media that appeared in the interview room watched the live broadcast of the game, and they all heard Wei Xia's words.

The moldy bodies with ulterior motives are eager to try and gear up.

When Wei Xia was interviewed, the second quarter had already started.

When he returned to the bench, Zen Master looked back at him: "You seem to have adjusted yourself?"

Wei Xia smiled faintly, took off his playing uniform, and walked up to Zen Master respectfully: "My dear coach, I am always at your service."

"Go back and sit down." The Zen master sneered.

Wei Xia didn't know where he offended him again, but the Zen master would always do something that confuses him.

Used to it.

Before Wei Xia sat down, he saw Bruce Bowen fly Kobe with a shot fake from outside the corner three-point line.

"Am I not mistaken?" Wei Xia called out.

Then, Bowen cut the ball straight to the basket with his right hand, and Magloire flew out. Unexpectedly, the former actually pulled the bar and hit the board.

"Vaughn, can I punch you?"

"Are you crazy?"

"No, I just want to make sure I'm not dreaming."

"Thank you for being so considerate, no matter what you always think about me first." Weaver shook his head funnyly, "But for this kind of thing, you should try your fist with the coach. If you are dreaming, then this is not real. You can beat the coach without taking any responsibility."

"What if it's not a dream?"

Weaver clapped his hands and said excitedly: "Then your dream has come true, I want to congratulate you, my friend!"

Fisher, who was sitting on the side, smiled from ear to ear: "He is indeed your best friend, Wish, I suggest you break up."

Wei Xia smiled bitterly and was about to sit down.

"Wish, your teammates seem to need you very much." Zen master waved Wei Xia like a dog, "I'll ask you again, are you ready?"

"No, no, not at all." I won't serve anyone I love - this is what Wei Xia originally wanted to say.

But he felt that it was too disrespectful for Jackson to say that. He was a child raised by an English woman, so he had to know how to be tactful.

"I'm very happy to see you dare to express your heart. You have returned to normal." Zen Master no longer sneered, but a teasing smile, "It's not up to you to decide whether to play or not. Now, get ready to play."

Wei Xia had no choice but to take off his uniform again.

"You come to mark Brent Barry." Zen Master said earnestly, "His shooting is very threatening, so be careful."

The Zen master was talking, and Ginobili, who played as a point guard, thought of himself as Jordan.

Call the pick-and-roll, walk the pick-and-roll direction, eat the pick-and-roll, face two double-teams, drift and fade away and shoot.

Some people say that he is a 20-minute Jordan, but if he is not in good shape, let alone 20 minutes, he can't be a 2-minute Jordan.Even if it does, it's not Michael Jordan, it's Jordan Clarkson or some other Jordan not named Michael.

Then, Kobe began to attack with the ball, because Ginobili sent a round, and he had to return another round.

Unlike the Argentine who constantly tried to play various Jordans, he was always himself.

Under the defense of the three, Kobe forced the referee to blow his body hair whistle, causing a shooting foul and then missed the shot, but got the opportunity to go to the free throw line.

Seeing his super long body hair whistle, Wei Xia, who was standing on the sidelines waiting to play, took a deep breath.

It turns out that this is how the body hair whistle is three meters long.

He used to have it too, I don't know when he will come back?Or after tonight, after he said everything he wanted to say, Body Hair Whistle has been different from others since then?

It's not impossible, so he still has to do that?

Of course, it has to be done, he is one-sided, and, in his life, he despises the court performers other than himself who like to make all kinds of fouls.

(End of this chapter)