NBA: Start with a three-point experience card

As he spoke, he touched Wang Zhixing's forehead.

"Go away, you've just lost your temper."

Wang Zhixiao cursed and wiped away the tears from his eyes.

Li Fei leaned in front of Wang Zhihuang: "Are you still crying?"

Wang Zhihuang sniffed: "I'm so excited. I finally won. It's not easy. Brother Yi is not easy. It's so distressing."

Li Fei was also a little emotional when he heard the words: "Yeah, brother Yi has carried everything by himself, how hard his shoulders are to carry it all."

A middle school in a city.

Looking at all this on the computer screen, Wang Jianhua, who has never been easily moved, couldn't help but feel a little moved.

His eyes locked onto Wang Yi on the screen.

This is his own son.

A son who is enough to be proud of.

Although I almost always keep a straight face in front of my son.

Not being able to express feelings is a common problem of most fathers in China.

But seeing his son make such achievements now, which father is not proud.

If you have a son like this, what more can you ask for.

Several physical education teachers around, excited at this moment, said to Wang Jianhua one after another.

"Old Wang, you have to treat me this time, right?"

"That is, when his son is admitted to a university, he has to hold a banquet. Your son led the Kings to achieve the miracle of black eight. Don't you treat such a big event?"

Wang Jianhua came back to his senses, and said excitedly:

"They hold a banquet, and you have to go with the courtesy when you go, so do you have to follow the courtesy when I invite you to dinner? Come, come, come, 500 per person is enough, not too much, if there is too much, I will lose my face."

The teacher in the physical education group had no choice but to shake his head helplessly.

"Wang Jianhua, who doesn't pull a dime, alas, the students summed it up very well."

"Yeah, let's eat in the school cafeteria. Today I'll add chicken legs to all of you. I'll treat you. Old Wang, I'll add two more for you."

Wang Jianhua nodded again and again: "Well, you can have this."

All the physical education teachers couldn't help being speechless again: "Old Wang, can you stop being so picky?"

Wang Jianhua said solemnly: "I don't pull out a hair, this is my character design. If I don't pick it up, won't the character design collapse?"

The sports team burst out laughing.

at Sacramento Central Hospital.

Barnes' brother Chris Barnes watched the scene on television.

In his eyes, he couldn't help but have crystals flickering.

They did it, he did it.

As long as you don't give up hope, miracles will really happen.

They haven't given up, can they give up?

In the villa next to the apartment where Wang Yi lives.

Tears rolled down Zeng Xinyi's face.

She was always sunny and cheerful, but now she had a smile on her face, but tears in her eyes.

Excited, grateful, moved by the spirit of the Kings, especially Wang Yi.

Brother Yi led such a team, with the No. 10 score in the Western Conference, and only entered the playoffs after finishing the playoffs.

Then, in front of people's prediction of less than 2% promotion probability, the black eight miracle was realized, which is definitely the biggest miracle in the NBA this year.

569 The martyr's old age, full of ambition

At this time, the audience at the scene was still reluctant to leave for a long time.

They are still unwilling to accept such a reality.

Nongmei had already turned around early and returned to the locker room.

He was in a bad mood, and he was not in the mood to hug and greet the Kings players at all.

James originally wanted to go back to the locker room, but when he was about to step into the player tunnel, he looked back at Wang Yi.

In the end, he turned around and came to the center of the court, looking at Wang Yi all the time.

Wang Yi knew that James was waiting for him, and he also came to the center of the court.

The two looked at each other for a moment, then hugged each other.

James punched Wang Yi's back slightly with his fists: "Brother, it's really a pleasure to have a hearty battle with you."

Wang Yi said repeatedly: "Take it lightly, and you will die."

James laughed: "You are still the same guy."

Wang Yi also smiled, and said in Chinese: "Yes, I am still the boy I was back then, without any change."

When Wang Yi listened to the song with the Lakers, James also listened to this song.

He laughed.

Then he said solemnly: "Brother, in fact, there is only one thing I want to tell you: the future is yours."

"No, stop!"

Wang Yi immediately stopped James: "As far as I know, when you were young, an old guy said this in your ear. As a result, the old guy snatched a championship from you. Old and cunning I'm talking about old guys like you.

James looked sincere: "I'm serious."

Wang Yi also looked serious: "I'm not joking either."

"Wang, actually... I have a small request."