The genius of the basketball madman is on the left

The time temporarily went back to the moment when the whistle sounded at the end of the game, Staples fell into a carnival, and even the whole of Los Angeles fell into a frenzy. In the streets and alleys, a large number of fans took to the streets, or sang loudly, or waved flags. It's already ten o'clock in the evening, but the celebration has just begun.

The Los Angeles police were dispatched collectively to prevent anyone from taking advantage of the chaos to buy for zero dollars.

Among the large crowd celebrating, a Land Rover was unremarkable. Like hundreds of cars, it slowly drove towards Staples in the dark.

But inside the car, the atmosphere was completely different from the celebration-like atmosphere outside. The three youthful, beautiful, and unique beauties looked dignified, in stark contrast to the crazy fans outside.

"Can you go faster?" A slightly anxious female voice came from the passenger driver. It was Elizabeth Olsen, and the car slowed down visibly.

"I've tried my best." Another female voice replied with a helpless tone. Naturally, this was her eldest sister Ashley Olsen, and she honked the horn at the same time.

And then... the whole street car resonated!

Drip~drip~dick!

"Hey, the celebration is on, let's get dry!"

Elizabeth Olsen: "…"

"Relax, my sister, your man is not as fragile as you imagined, he just lost a round of the series, he is still so young, just 20..." said the second sister who was sitting alone in the back seat without saying a word.

"Say a few words, Mary." Ashley stopped the winking second sister, squinted at Olsen, her brows were knit together, and her sweet smile was gone.

Because they didn't get tickets and various accidents, they were not able to watch this crucial G7 at Staples, but watched it together at home. The final result was not beyond the Olsen sisters' It is expected that, after all, judging from various news and analysis, it is difficult for the Knicks to beat the Lakers, and it is only a near miss if they can be dragged to the end.

Ahem, it may also have something to do with the local media reports they read in Los Angeles.

But after watching the game, Aomei immediately wanted to go out. After being stopped, Aomei only had a firm sentence: "Let me go to Staples!"

So the sisters, who were worried that the little girl would be in danger, shouldered the task of driver and bodyguard. Although it looks like a car now, in fact, there is a CRV full of 5 bodyguards behind them. After all, during the celebration, the American local It is the most chaotic, zero yuan purchase is not just talk.

"You don't understand, he, he has never lost in the finals, do you know that this blow must be a big blow to him." Thinking of that back view, Ao Mei's eyes were full of tears, and now she felt the life of a torn heart. It hurts, I only hate myself for not being there.

Remembering that before the seventh game, Zuo Li sent her a text message asking her to wait and congratulate him on winning the championship, and she felt that not being at Staples tonight was the most regrettable decision.

"At least for now, I want to be by his side!" Ao Mei tightened the bracelet that Zuo Li gave her, her eyes became firm.

Olsen, who was concentrating on looking ahead, didn't notice that the light of the phone flickered away...

So I went all the way west, and it was 45 minutes after I arrived at Staples. The championship celebration had just finished, the press conference was almost over, and the fans were leaving in all directions.

Just about to break in through the security guards, who knew that he ran into little Ewing who was just about to get out to take the bus...

"Elizabeth Olsen? Didn't you come tonight?" Little Ewing scratched his cheek. As Zuo Li's loyal younger brother, he naturally knew Olsen's movements.

"Ewing! Just right, where is Zuo Li! Didn't you come out soon? Did he go to the press conference?" Aomei's eyes lit up, just in time to ask about the situation she didn't know after the game.

"Hey, you ask the boss." Little Ewing sighed: "The boss has already returned to New York ahead of schedule, and left just after the game."

"You said that the boss is really not easy. He has tried his best. The main reason is that our level is not good, especially me. I am too bad to help at all. Let the boss play 45 minutes a day. If I am stronger, say Maybe we will have a chance to get it back in the end, hey, really, what a pity..."

"No, hey, hey, Olsen! I haven't finished yet!" Little Ewing stretched out his hand and looked at the back of Aomei who was running faster and faster, his voice became smaller and smaller...

"Boss...should be...all right~~~You didn't see the message...well!"

Before he finished speaking, little Ewing no longer saw Aomei in front of him. He withdrew his hand in embarrassment and scratched his head. He was too anxious and didn't finish his sentence.

"Hisss~! I should have said the right thing..."

"Well! Probably not, I just said less about what happened later! Be frank and frank, you must be frank."

Ewing, who finished his mental training, walked to the bus, and the Knicks team would not stop here, and of course there would be no celebrations, and they would fly back to New York overnight.

As for what happened in the locker room...

Naturally, it was not much different from what the outside world imagined. Lost, confused, helpless, regretful, feeling lost... These common emotions after losing naturally permeated the entire locker room.

This is normal. When I lost the game, I suggested going to the hospital as soon as possible. The doctor will get off work when it is late.

Of course Zuo Li is the same, this is also the first time he lost the finals after time travel, although he was mentally prepared, but lost and sad, he still came as promised.

The taste of losing is not good.

Especially in the place closest to the finish line.

However, Zuo Li adjusted quickly, and it was enough to stay in the corner for a while, because he was no stranger to these emotions. In his last life, he had experienced more difficult situations than this time. In fact, the task has been overfulfilled.

Who still remembers that at the beginning, Zuo Li always thought that reaching the playoffs was a success, but the result was one step after another. To be honest, this has given him enough surprises, and this result is enough to be proud of.

It was also in these games that Zuo Li witnessed the potential of the Knicks. This is a team with a future. As long as they recruit in the summer, they will have a lot to do next season.

So walking to the center of the locker room, Zuo Li made his last speech of the season, and he said very simply, just one sentence: "Relax guys, we did a good job, but I believe that you, like me, are not reconciled to only This result, so let's move on, toward the championship, and do it again!"

Zuo Li's words also made the teammates who had lowered their heads raise their heads up, and the refusal to admit defeat was written on everyone's face.

Zach Randolph, the big man who tasted the taste of the Finals for the first time, stood up and roared, followed by a cheering up.

Zuo Li took a deep breath. Although he didn't know how many people could stay in Xia Tian, ​​the memory of working together like this was enough. Moreover, many people were very useful. If possible, Zuo Li naturally hoped to continue fighting side by side.

D'Antoni smiled gratifiedly, and at the same time secretly cheered himself up: "Summer, I have to work hard to recharge my batteries."

Zen master, he doesn't want to lose again.