Chapter 513: The Vast Stars in Your Eyes

What fans didn't expect was that Jiang Haoran didn't blow himself, nor did he blow Leonard, who is also a member of the JK group, after all, they are the NBA's JK iceberg brothers. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

A facial paralysis is not alarmed, and a cold one is incomprehensible.

But Jiang Haoran not only knew the Chinese fans' affectionate name for Kyle Anderson, but also praised Anderson who stood up on the bench, and Ginobili did not play in this game because of Anderson's strong performance.

It's actually a good atmosphere in the team, encouraging each other, pushing each other, and winning is actually very simple - every game with an unexpected person on the bench who just stands up.

Why doesn't Paul touch the floor of the Western Decisive every year? It's not that there is no one on the bench who can take on the big responsibility, and the Spurs, as the league's leading team in bench scoring, can see the depth of the bench.

"There are still two games in a row and back-to-back games tomorrow, will the team slacken?" A reporter from ESPN asked Jiang Haoran.

"There will definitely be laxity, you can fly around these places and try it, but if there is pressure, you have to go up, grit your teeth, and your teeth will pass." Jiang Haoran said.

Popovich also regularly interviewed, after which he went to the locker room to change clothes.

Jiang Haoran's bathing speed is always in the top five, maybe because he is a yellow race, and his body odor is not as big as that of Europeans and Americans.

Krystal sent himself a Kakaotalk: "What does he really want for me?" Why is it always so elusive. ”

Jiang Haoran knew that Xiao Jing was thinking nonsense again, since the filming of "Runningman", Jiang Haoran rarely communicated with Xiao Jing in his own identity, and the only time the fireworks lit for you did not stand up to prove that they were set off by himself.

Jiang Haoran seems to be able to imagine the scene where the little crystal hangs her head in the quilt and doesn't want to get up, she is the same age as him, and she also likes to think nonsense, Jiang Haoran wants to give her the necklace he made, but the crystal can't come to the United States, and he can't go back to South Korea, maybe when Yun'er speaks, it's time to give her the answer?

Krystal, I don't want you to wait for a long time, what I'm working for is the future that belongs to you and me. Jiang Haoran thought bitterly that he gave hope to the crystal, and the crystal also gave him hope, but there was always a little distance between the hopes, and this distance was the championship.

M replied: "But you know my intentions, he ignores you, he's a villain, but I can't forget you!" ”

K: "Well, wuliM is the best, but why didn't you come to our fan support club?" Wuli's agent, Ernie, has been inviting you. ”

M: "What's the matter when you're out of town?" Do you miss me? ”

Jiang Haoran replied with a smile, he now recharges money into it every month to brush up on his activity, and he is one of the top few active senior members of F(X) every month, and it is normal to get the opportunity to go to the fan support club.

"Who's going to miss you, shouldn't you miss my mother? Little fans. ”

"How do you know I'm young, what if I'm an Agassi (uncle)?"

"Because I speak the same language as you, Agassi won't talk like this FFF~"

"Xiujing, you're very smart."

"Of course."

"It's been a long time since I've seen you, send me a selfie?"

"Huh? How could you make such an Agassi request. ”

"No way, I've read all your pictorials, and I want to see the most real Wuli Xiujing."

"It's not going to be a perverted thing, is it?"

“…… You think too much, I'm not that obscene Agassi. Although Jiang Haoran felt that it was a bit bad to ask for a photo of Xiao Jing so suddenly, he really missed her and missed her eyes, so he shamelessly asked for a selfie......

After that, Xiao Jing didn't reply, and when she waited for the next reply, it would be a photo.

Jiang Haoran expected it right, the crystal was really lying in the quilt, elegant white monochrome, without any fancy beds, even the pajamas were white, reddish hair draped on a white pillow, plain face to the sky, clear facial features, posed with a tongue out, although the eyes were only open two-thirds of the way, but it looked very divine and empty, as if not eating the fireworks in this world.

"What are you looking at?" M replied mischievously.

"Look at Crystal herself! FFF~”

"The vast stars in your eyes are the world I want to travel the most."

"Boom, don't be numb, I don't eat this!"

"What if I catch you up one day?"

"No way, you don't even have the courage to appear in front of me." K sent a naughty emoji, indeed, which idol is in love with a real super fan?

"Someday it will come."

"Which day?"

"Not now, anyway."

"I'm going to get up."

"I'm going to sleep."

"Good night."

"Good morning."

Jiang Haoran chatted while walking, and almost didn't bump into Becky Harmon, who was waiting at the door of the bus.

"Hey, ginger, look at the way."

"Oh, okay." Jiang Haoran was stunned for a moment, put his phone in his pocket, and looked up at the sky.

The sky was full of stars, and in the south of the night sky, the brightest star was facing him, shining with mysterious light, just like her.

"Dude, you can't get in the car?" Before Jiang Haoran could finish appreciating it, he was pushed by Kyle Anderson from behind.

"Oh! That's what gets on the bus. Jiang Haoran found that he had blocked a good position, just in front of the car door, and Becky Harmon and Anderson were looking at him with a confused expression.

In the car, Jiang Haoran plucked up his courage and asked Popovich a question.

"Coach Bobo, I want to ask, can our team win the championship this year?" Jiang Haoran is a bit idiotic in this question, but when the photo of the crystal just now still keeps emerging, Jiang Haoran's EQ is 0.

Popovich glanced up at Jiang Haoran, who walked next to him, and said indifferently: "Fight one game at a time, don't think so much, get out and rest." ”

"What is our goal?" Jiang Haoran asked, is it to recuperate, or to become a king or to lose?

"I told you to get out of the way."

"Oh." Jiang Haoran nodded awkwardly, the old man's cold eyes made him sober up a lot, and his face turned red.

He's such a rookie, it seems that he shouldn't have asked such a stupid question.

"All I can say is that we at the San Antonio Spurs start each season with one goal: the O'Brien Cup." Popovich suddenly turned around and looked at Jiang Haoran, who was a little confused, and his voice was like a bell, and it hit Jiang Haoran's heart at once.

(I wish Wuli Pu Chulong a happy birthday, and I also wish Ah Fan better and better, thinking of birthday, Xiaoyao's own birthday seems to have passed, right, I looked at the calendar, the 27th of last month...... I'm so busy that I forgot my birthday...... ）