Bathroom, quietly.

Feng Xiujie looked at himself in the mirror.

The eyelids were weakly resting on the eyeballs, cloudy and unfocused, and there seemed to be a few sloppy stubbles on the face, which also made the handsome and three-dimensional face look more depressed and dull at this moment.

He turned on the faucet, turned it on to the maximum, and the fierce water poured down, smashing against the cold, hard surface of the sink like a pour, splashing densely with water.

Feng Xiujie bent down and rushed at his face fiercely, and wiped his hands vigorously on his skin.

I want to use the low temperature of water to force the mind to calm down.

Then he stood up straight in vain, but he was in the mirror, looking like a chicken in soup, with droplets of water falling from his nose and eyelashes, his hair was also wet, glued into strands, messy, and his eyes were so dark that he could not see any brilliance.

Suddenly I was a little disgusted with this face.

Feng Xiujie raised his hand fiercely and slapped himself.

He wanted to wake himself up from his basketball dream.

"I'm not fit for this path, it must be like this."

The corners of his mouth were raised in despair, and he mocked himself a few words mockingly.

The mind is full of Zhang Tong and Deng Hongfei, and the mind is full.

——

Meanwhile, the Lakers bench.

The atmosphere was normal.

After all, they were still in the lead for the time being in the first quarter.

It's just that D'Antoni wasn't as easy as the players.

Spurs are a strong team and the game has just begun.

Although the opponent's core Tim Duncan was absent due to "hip tension", he was still strong overall.

"In the second quarter, Xavier Henry, for Nick Young."

"Wesley Johnson up, play the number three, Jordi, you get a rest."

"No. 1 is still Blake."

"Kaman, you're in the top five."

"Gasol, you go to the number four."

As soon as he said this, Kobe Bryant walked over, "I think there's a problem that we have to pay attention to. ”

"The rookie on the other side has already scored seven points after just four minutes on the court, so I don't think we miscalculated."

His expression was as cold as frost, and a pair of piercing pupils released a sharp gaze like a falcon that swept over everyone.

"I just looked down and the offensive tendencies of this player will deliberately get close to the basket, which shows that he is not very confident in his shooting patella."

"At the beginning of the second quarter, if he's still on the court, everybody tries to keep him away from the basket as much as possible, and I don't care if you use closed-door defense or whatever, just one word, keep him away from the basket."

Listening to his words, Mike D'Antoni couldn't help but turn his head and say, "But I look at his performance in the first game, and his mid-to-long-range projection is also good." ”

"Mike, come here."

Kobe Bryant beckoned.

There were some things he didn't want to say in public.

The two walked aside, and Kobe Bryant lowered his voice, "I saw him in the training gym early this morning, and the reason was because this player practiced too much strength, which caused the shooting percentage to fluctuate, so in this game, we can seize the flaws in his state and make a fuss." ”

After listening to his words, D'Antoni sighed plainly, "I really didn't expect that we would have a discussion now about how to deal with him because of a player we gave up. ”

"It's ......"

As a part-time worker, he is not very good at directly refuting some high-level officials, so he can only speak half of his words and no longer speak.

"It's already happened, don't spoil your mood."

Kobe Bryant didn't dwell on this topic with him, and walked directly to the side and sat down again, cocking Erlang's legs, looking as indifferent as ever.

The players all felt an invisible pressure hanging over their heads.

The break was short and I played again.

Among the Spurs' five-man group, Deng Hongfei is impressively listed.

Inside, Split and Dior returned to the game.

And at the small forward position, Kawhi Leonard also returned.

Scoring guard, Deng Hongfei.

Point guard, Patrick Mills.

Leonard remained silent, with no expression on his quiet face.

It's just that Deng Hongfei always feels that he has an opinion about himself.

As for the reason, I can't say, it's just a feeling.

From the moment they entered the Spurs, there wasn't much communication between the two and there was barely a word of words.

Without having time to think too much, Spurs' offensive rounds have already begun......

Mills gave a thumbs up.

Everyone immediately understood.

No. 1 Horn Tactics!

Leonard stood at a forty-five degree angle on the left side to receive a pass from Mills.

The latter does not slow down, continue to go down!

Deng Hongfei, who was at a 45-degree angle on the right, shifted to the top of the arc.

However, he was clung to by Xavier Henry and had no chance to catch the ball.

Near the free throw line, Mills, who was in place, suddenly took advantage of Burrece Dior's off-ball cover to quickly change the direction of his run, came to the right sideline of the unmarked paint area, and raised his hand!

Leonard, who was holding the ball, saw it well and immediately launched a quick pass like a cannonball with both hands.

Pass between Gasol near the free-throw line and Kaman on the left sideline of the paint!

Exactly in Mills' hands.

The latter played lightly to recover two points!

At 25:20, the Lakers temporarily led by five points.

A typical San Antonio Spurs offense that completely disrupted the Lakers' defensive formation.

Xavier Henry's power is strong.

After changing positions, he suddenly sprinted to the bottom corner, braked suddenly, shook Deng Hongfei with both hands, and ran to a 45-degree angle to receive the ball.

There was a kind of ferocity in his eyes.

Facing Deng Hongfei, who rushed to the defensive position, he directly shot a three-pointer!

"Huh!"

The sound of hollow entering the network rang out.

A three-point shot like rain in time successfully stopped the bleeding.

The Lakers' lead is back to eight points.

"Well-limbed, simple-minded, you're just a little physical."

Henry said sneeringly and ran away in front of Deng Hongfei's eyes.

Trash talk is very mood-threatening.

Deng Hongfei forced himself not to listen.

But then, he felt someone hit him from behind.

Turning his head, it was Leonard.

I don't know if it's intentional or unintentional.

The latter ran towards the opposing half of the field without looking back, as if he didn't feel anything.

Obviously the space of the stadium is so big, do you have to bump into yourself? Is this an expression of dissatisfaction?

Deng Hongfei didn't think much about it and threw himself into the next attack.

But just as he felt, Leonard's chances dropped when he came on the pitch.

I don't know if it's because of Leonard, or because the Lakers have increased their defense against him, or if the tactics didn't run to his side.

All in all, three minutes passed in the second quarter, and Deng Hongfei never scored again.

However, the defensive end did a decent job, grabbing four rebounds and contributing one steal.

"Don't think about scoring a point in front of me."

Xavier-Henry's eyes, which were already whiter than benevolent, burst with an extraordinarily eerie aura.

Grinning and baring his teeth, a small mustache on his lower lip and a tough goatee on his chin make the whole face look sharp.

Deng Hongfei ignored it.

Just as he was about to run, the soles of his feet were tripped by the cold, and the whole person stumbled forward.

"I'm sorry you hit my foot."

Xavier-Henry spread his hands and said with a sneer.