You should cross the mountains like a brave man

Chapter 533 A Frustrating Night

In the interview room after the game, the atmosphere was cold.

Several Lakers players who attended the press conference left without answering a few questions.

They need rest more than answering the author's questions.

Wei Xia followed Kobe's pace, and they returned to the locker room at the same time, and there was no sound in there.Everyone lowered their heads, not even daring to look at the faces of their teammates.

"This can't solve the problem." Wei Xia said.

Hearing the sound, everyone raised their heads unconsciously.

"That's right, let's hang our heads down and wait until we lose the finals." Wei Xia encouraged, "We haven't lost yet. Even if you admit defeat in your heart and bury yourself in the soil, Bostonians will not sympathize with you. They will just squash your exposed heads flat."

These things should not have been done by Wei Xia.

Kobe is the perfect candidate.

But he has never been the kind of leader who raises his arms and responds collectively.

In the locker room lectures, even Fisher did better than him.

But Fisher was hit harder than Kobe, and they couldn't speak, so Wei Xia could only say a few words.

It is a pity that Wei Xia, who has not been worded, cannot say inspiring words.

On the night of the fiasco, what could be said to bring this group of heartbroken people back to life?
I'm afraid it won't help to have the best orator of all time in the Lakers locker room.

After Phil Jackson walked in, he also didn't say anything, and only let the crowd disband.

Everyone left one by one.

Soon, there were only Wei Xia and Kobe here.

Kobe was in poor form today, shooting 19 of 6 shots and scoring 30 points with a shooting percentage of just over 19%.

If the Lakers win, how will the critics praise Kobe?Of course, you can't start with the hit rate, and you can't flatter the horse's legs.

It is most appropriate to start from assisting teammates.

Kobe, who has a bad hand, sent 10 assists from the audience.

This is his only performance in double figures in assists so far in the finals.

For a veteran who has played in five finals, it is worth mentioning that the assists are in double figures.

However, the Lakers lost, and the loss was ugly.

"If you have anything to say, just say it." Kobe said coldly.

He thought Wei Xia had something to say to him.

"It might not be the time, but...why are you stealing my lines?"

"what?"

"I should be the one to say what you just said." Wei Xia added slightly back to Kobe, "If you have anything to say, you should say it directly, instead of holding it in your stomach. You have a stinky face that everyone owes you millions. It won't change anything, it will only make things worse."

Kobe is obviously unwilling to take on this "unnecessary" responsibility in his opinion: "You can say that, I will give you the stage, isn't it good?"

"Because I can speak, there's no reaction. And because you can't speak, everyone is encouraged. It's a pity that you still haven't stepped up. It would have been a lot better if you had taken on as much in the locker room as you did on the pitch."

"What do you want me to say?!" Kobe was furious.

Wei Xia said helplessly, "Just say anything."

"Go to hell, Wish!" Kobe yelled.

"Although it's not a good word," Wei Xia wanted to punch Kobe when he heard it, but he endured it, "it's a good start."

After all, he packed up his things and left.

He left Kobe alone.He didn’t know what Kobe did after that, and he didn’t want to know. I heard that he stayed in the arena to practice shooting for two hours because of his poor shooting in the game. Whatever he did, if it was true, he deserved what he deserved. Is 19 of 6 the performance he should have shown in Game5?
Well, Wecha admits that Bryant has had worse performances than 19-for-6 in the Finals.

But his shooting percentage tonight is absolutely sorry for the performance in the previous four games. When the Lakers were in a desperate situation, he didn't make the damn ball and led to the loss. This is his fault.

Wei Xia was also at fault. He didn't control his fouls well, so he could only watch from the sidelines at critical moments.And the Lakers are Kobe's team, no matter how he is held accountable, he is the first responsible person.

When you win, you get the most limelight, and of course you have to shoulder the most responsibility when you lose.

You want to say Pau Gasol?He was even stripped of his qualifications as a man by the fans.

On the way home, Wesha received a text message from Elaine Trovis.

Short content: "Get a good night's sleep to help restore your mood and energy. Good night. Kiss#"

Wei Xia drove the car to the parking lot before replying: "This kind of kiss can't be counted."

Trovis returned only one expression.

"Naughty#."

Wei Xia smiled after reading it, and Trovis knew him very well.

She knew that the last thing he wanted to talk about now was the game. Whenever he lost a game, he didn't want to hear another word of ball when he left the arena.

So she never comforted Wei Xia with such useless nonsense as "playing well, keep working hard next time".

At most, she reminded Wei Xia to go to bed early. Sometimes, when she realized that Wei Xia had been hit hard, she would do something surprising to Wei Xia to make him happy.

Wei Xia did not reply to the text message again, and his mood was indeed relaxed, but only temporarily.

Back home, my sister and brother stayed in their room tacitly. No one came out to greet him, and no one asked him how he was feeling, as if he was the only one in the house.

Wei Xia opened the refrigerator and found a half-eaten cake and a bottle of beer inside.

For some reason, he took out cake and beer, two things he absolutely couldn't eat now.

He first ate half of the cake, which was full of cream, um, so satisfied.

Then back to the room with beer.

You can be forgiven for eating cake, beer?Even for Wei Xia now, it takes courage to break the precept.

He puts beer on the table.

Finally opened it, but didn't drink a drop.

Yes, can't drink.

But it’s all open, isn’t it too wasteful not to drink?
Wei Xia knocked on his brother's room with the opened bottle of beer.

"Even if you lose the game, don't torture me," Wei Qiu complained.

Wei Xia smiled and handed the beer to his brother: "I accidentally opened it, can you drink it for me?"

"Isn't it just beer? If you don't drink it, don't drink it. Throw it away!"

Then Wei Qiu felt the seriousness of "You have only one choice: give me a drink!" from his younger brother's eyes.

"Okay, okay, can I drink it? I just have some snacks, do you want it?"

"What snack?"

"Cheese balls, the one we ate the most when we were young."

"I'll go see if there's a drink."

Wei Xia is very fast, and it is impossible for his refrigerator at home to be without drinks.Because Wei Chun and Wei Qiu are both severe happy water patients.

Their obsession with beverages reaches the point where they can substitute beverages for water.

Wei Xia picked up a bottle of Diet Coke Zero, went back to his brother's room, and sat on his bed. One drank with cheese balls, and the other drank Coke with cheese balls, as if returning to his childhood.

"When was the last time you had a Coke?" Wei Qiu asked.

"Last year? Or even longer ago." Wei Xia couldn't remember.

Wei Qiu secretly said, it seems that the blow was not small.

Wei Qiu knows that the last thing Wei Xia wants to mention now is the game-he mentioned it before when Wei Xia lost, and then got bad feedback, and summed up a very useful rule: Don't talk to Wei Xia when he loses.

"Since you've made such a move, just go ahead and eat it, it won't cause any problems once in a while!" Wei Qiu encouraged him to exchange depravity for peace.

Wei Xia ate his brother's snacks, as if he was drunk from Coke, and couldn't keep his mouth shut: "Do you remember? When we were still in Philadelphia, you often came to my room to eat expired snacks. In fact, I secretly put them there."

"What? Expired snacks?"

"Ah, you heard wrong."

"Leave it secretly?" Wei Qiu filtered out Wei Xia's sophistry, "I think you did it on purpose!"

"My dear brother, let him go with the past. Expired snacks from a few years ago will not shorten your life. Aren't you fine now? Look, your neck is thicker than my thighs, and your stomach is rounder than my ass. The two of us stand outside, and almost everyone thinks that you are stronger than me."

Wei Xia's rainbow fart made Wei Qiu overjoyed.

"You are obviously mocking me for being fat, why do I feel so happy?"

"Because it's a well-intentioned irony. A good-intentioned irony is the same as a white lie. As long as it is well-intentioned, it is a good intention."

"That's right, that's the truth!"

Wei Xia and Wei Qiu spent a pleasant two hours.

Later, Wei Xia's drowsiness hit him, and he was sleepy.

Usually at this point, he had already fallen asleep, and with the dissatisfaction of losing and the need to divert his attention, he stayed up for two more hours.

He was so sleepy in the back that he walked from Wei Qiu's room to his own room with his eyes closed, lay on the bed and fell asleep without even closing the door.

Then, because he didn't turn on the air conditioner, he slept until before dawn and was woken up by the heat.

It was the first time he had been forcibly recalled from old times to reality because of being too hot.

He turned on the air conditioner feebly, but the door was still open.

Therefore, his room has been in a state of neither hot nor cold, and a large amount of air-conditioning has leaked out.

He didn't wake up until 08:30 in the morning, and the alarm clock rang five times before finally giving up resistance.

It was Wei Chun who found Wei Xia's door open, and then saw his younger brother lying on the bed in an ugly sleeping position, without taking off his coat, and the air conditioner was still on.

"Philly!"

"Philly!"

"Fei~~~~Li!!!"

Wei Chun perfectly inherited Mei Chen's Lion's Roar, and Wei Xia woke up from the shock, staring innocently at her sister with wide-eyed eyes.

(End of this chapter)