Soul of the Golden State

Chapter 935 is ours
In the early morning of June 6, Li Weisi woke up from his sleep, sat up and glanced at the alarm clock on the bedside of the hotel. It was only 14:6, 15 minutes earlier than usual.

In this regard, Li Weisi frowned, obviously dissatisfied with his early waking up, so he lay back down again, ready to continue to sleep, after all, only enough sleep can bring him plenty of energy.

However, just as he closed his eyes, he suddenly hit Li Weisi's face with one hand, causing the sleepy bug Li Weisi had recovered to run away without a trace in an instant.

Li Weisi opened his eyes and sat up helplessly, turned on the bedside lamp, and looked to the other side of the bed. Don't worry, the owner of the arm is Marisa, so Li Weisi's persona has not collapsed.

To Li Weisi, the collapse of the house did not exist.

After all, tonight is the last game of the finals. Marisa, who thought she would not be able to catch up, decided to skip work after learning that Li Weisi had successfully dragged the series into the tiebreaker. She asked for leave from the crew of "LA Confidential" and rushed to Chicago.

Looking at Marisa who was sleeping on her back, Li Weisi couldn't help but shook his head. If outside fans saw Marisa, who was like a goddess in their hearts, at this moment, the house would collapse, wouldn't it?
Facing the big bed occupied by Marisa, Li Weisi knew that he really couldn't fall asleep, so he got off the bed immediately, glanced at the crumpled underwear thrown on the ground, and took a new pair of underwear from the suitcase. Yes, put on yourself.

Putting on a set of training clothes, Li Weisi went to the hotel gym and started jogging.

Because there was a competition at night, Li Weisi did not run for too long, nor did he do other exercises. He just jogged for more than 50 minutes and then stopped.

Back in the room, Marisa was still sleeping, maybe because the "battle situation" was too intense last night?It wasn't until Li Weisi finished taking a shower that Marisa woke up leisurely.

By the time they got to the restaurant for dinner, their son Peter was already there.

As the crystallization of the love between Li Weisi and Marisa, sometimes Peter felt that he was more like the extra one. Last night they were up and down, but he was thrown in the next room, and no one even called him for breakfast.

Therefore, when Peter saw Li Weisi and Marisa walking into the restaurant together, he pretended not to see them at all, and spread butter on the bread on his own.

Li Weisi had no psychological burden at all for his son's dislike, so he decisively went to get food for himself. On the contrary, Marisa, despite having been in Hollywood for many years, couldn't help but blush when she saw Peter who was angry with her.

"You got up early, Peter?" Marisa sat beside Peter as if nothing happened.

"Of course, Mommy, I went to bed early last night, so naturally I got angry very early."

"Ahem, that's it! Then you have a good meal first. Mom will go and see if there is anything to eat. Do you need me to bring anything for you?" Marisa tried to make herself as nonchalant as possible.

"No need, I've almost eaten enough."

Just like that, the breakfast for the family of three was finally finished in an embarrassing atmosphere.

After breakfast, Marisa made an appointment with a stylist, took Peter back to the hotel, and waited for the stylist to arrive. Although such a highly anticipated finals, Marisa needed to dress more lifelike, so she was unable to dress up to attend.

However, every time a star appears in public, the shape is carefully designed by the stylist. Therefore, Marisa is no exception and must always maintain her image in front of the public.

The mother and son returned to the hotel room, but Li Weisi did not return to the hotel. Instead, he asked the driver to drive him to the Warriors' training facility in Chicago.

To Li Weisi's surprise, when his car arrived at the entrance of the training hall, he met a group of Asian Warriors fans. After seeing Li Weisi's car, they excitedly shouted Li Weisi's name on the side of the road.

"West, come on!"

"We must win the championship!"

"Beat the bull!"

Looking at this group of Asian fans who looked like foreign students, Li Weisi suddenly felt moved, asked the driver to stop, and then came to the side of the road, chatting with several fans.

"Thank you for your support. I will work hard. You should go back first. This is Chicago, not San Francisco!" Li Weisi's reminder was very necessary.

As Li Weisi said, this is Chicago, the home base of Bulls fans, and liking the Warriors here is an original sin, and even being beaten is not a small probability event.

However, after seeing Li Weisi, these few fans were still very excited. They took out paper and pens one after another, hoping to get Li Weisi's signature, but they couldn't listen to Li Weisi's reminder at all.

Finally, after Li Weisi signed all of them and took a group photo, they decided to leave, and Li Weisi also returned to the car and drove into the training hall.

Li Weisi was the first to arrive at the training hall. Not long after he arrived, Finley, Divac, Cassel and others also arrived one after another.

Today's training is mainly to find the feeling. As for the skills and tactics, they are all things that should be done before. At this time, it is too late to cram.

Before three o'clock in the afternoon, Nelson ended today's training. Next, everyone needs to go back and have a good rest, and then prepare for tonight's game.

Li Weisi was the last one to leave. After everyone left, Li Weisi still did not leave the training hall. Instead, he stood alone in the middle circle of the training hall, holding the ball in his hand, looking at the basket, wondering what he was thinking.

At this moment, Frank came out from the shadows and said, "Aren't you leaving yet? What are you looking at?"

"Frank, do you remember the first time we met?" Li Weisi asked suddenly, still looking at the basket.

"Of course, you were thin and small at the time, and your basketball skills were even better - I taught you the basic skills when the food is ready!" Frank also recalled, feeling full of emotion in his heart.

Who would have thought that the boy he met back then would bring such a huge change to the basketball world?

"Yes! It was you who brought me into the basketball world at that time. It has been 21 years now. I was really lucky and grateful to meet you 21 years ago!" Speaking of this, Li Weisi suddenly turned his head Come on, make eye contact with Frank.

"Are you crazy? What are you feeling here all of a sudden? Could it be because of too much pressure before the game?" Frank dodged to avoid Li Weisi's affectionate expression. He had no choice but to be too ashamed.

"It's nothing, I just want to simply thank you! Let me meet the basketball I love all my life!"

"Well, you're welcome! You'd better try to win this game!"

"Don't worry, Frank, this championship must be mine, oh no, it's ours!" Li Weisi said to Frank with sharp eyes and a smile.

(End of this chapter)