"Do you have any expectations for the outcome of this season, Add?" Lionel. Buxon stirred the lemonade and brought it to the table in front of Addison. Then he sat back in the armchair behind his desk and asked with a smile, "Or what kind of ending do you want?" The second round? Eastern Conference Finals? Or the overall champion? ”

With a calm face, the Chinese glanced at the lemon tea on the table that was still steaming hot, but had no intention of serving it up and tasting it. He thought for a few seconds and scribbled on the clipboard that Buxon had prepared for himself.

- You know, doctor, I believe that I am a citizen of God, but that doesn't mean I'm going to push everything to the illusory word 'fate.' I want an ending that is grand and glorious, and I'm going to do my best to get closer, but if I can't do it with my entire career, I'm not going to be discouraged and spend the rest of my life in despair.

Buxon looked at it with interest for a moment, and his hands were gently folded: "You want to say that you are a determined subjective actor?" ”

- On the contrary, I consider myself an objectivist because I don't believe in fate. Don't look at the fact that I only went to college for one year, in fact, I read Hegel's writings in general when I was in high school, and although I know that Hegel is an idealist, this does not prevent me from agreeing with some of his views.

"Add, objective and subjective are not so easy to distinguish, let alone easily confuse them with philosophy. In modern times, there have been countless erroneous ideological currents because people have too easily misunderstood thinking into beliefs, and they have forcibly put on philosophical hats on beliefs. The psychiatrist sat in the armchair leaning back slightly, the expression on his face was inexplicably complicated, "It's too easy to talk about philosophy that drives people crazy, and most crazy people think they're awake because they always think that there are philosophical theories behind their actions." ”

Addison shrugged his shoulders noncommittally, and the atmosphere in the room was slightly depressed and awkward for a moment, and the young man took the cup of lemon tea and took a tentative sip. He is not very good at tasting tea, whether it is Eastern or Western tea, the taste is similar to him. Just like the cup of lemon tea in his hand, in addition to the sweet taste, he can't taste any other flavor.

"You've seen Ellen. Poe's work, Eddie? Buxon was silent for a moment, then asked suddenly.

Ellen. Slope? Addison raised his eyebrows in bewilderment, this famous horror romantic writer in the history of Western literature he had certainly heard of, and had also come into contact with several Ellen novels. A short story by Poe. To be honest, this one's work made him uncomfortable to read, but it wasn't entirely repulsive.

- I've read a few of his short stories...... As for Ellen. I haven't read a single of Poe's poems.

The psychiatrist nodded, and then smiled: "I guess you must have been very keen on reading suspense works when you were in middle school, and maybe you also had a curious study of antisocial personality, right?" ”

Addison's expression stiffened for a moment, as if he couldn't think of any way to deal with Buxon's precise guess about him, and he could only smile lightly. In high school, his mind was always wild, and in addition to training and competitions, he would soak in the library from time to time, looking for something about suspense and morbid psychology. There was even a time when Addison dreamed of becoming an FBI agent or a BAU profiler.

But these were all fantasies caused by the inflated curiosity of adolescence, and as he became an adult and went to college, it became clear to him that playing ball and the competitive league was best for him. He may have a strong tolerance for frustration in the game, but that doesn't mean he can withstand the impact of those various antisocial personalities.

"Don't look embarrassed, kid, it's not a bad thing to be curious about these things." Buxon smiled and shook his head, "When I was in high school, I organized suspense rallies at school, which were more decent than the choir club in our school. Although I think about it a little silly now, I have to say that my behavior at that time had a great impact on me becoming the psychologist I am now. You and I are both curious people, but as we grow older, we find that our most curious paths are different. ”

Addison smiled, no longer the meaningless light smile he had before, but a relaxed smile. This is why he does not reject Buxon's psychotherapy, this dark-skinned counselor does not make him feel embarrassed and uneasy, nor does he feel too resistant.

At least so far, they've been comfortable communicating, and it's a nice way for Addison to relax as the playoff schedule gets tighter.

"You know, Add, I think we're nearing the end." Buxon looked at Addison, who was relaxed, and also showed a gentle smile.

- What epilogue? The young Chinese were stunned for a moment and wrote down their doubts in confusion.

"I just had a hunch that I felt like we were nearing the end of our treatment." Buxon stood up and slowly walked to the window of his office, looking at the already dark South Coast night, "We're approaching the final stage, your aphasia...... It's about to be cured. ”

***

A day later, American Airlines Arena in Miami, 7 p.m.

"The Heat players all have very serious expressions, can I interpret that as their dissatisfaction with the result of the last game?" Bill on the live broadcast seat. Wharton laughed and said, "It's a lot more exciting to see the Wizards' looks, and the G4 win definitely instills confidence in them." ”

"But be careful, this is the home of the Heat. The Heat have rarely let fans down at home this season, and they're even more aggressive at the American Airlines Arena. Drexler issued a warning to the Wizards, "And Dwyan. Wade is also not a guy who wants to suffer in the same place in a row, and he is likely to have an outburst in this game. ”

"Guess what, Clyde, do you think Bradley de has a pretty stat today?" Sometimes, Bill, who always plays the role of a good old man. Wharton wasn't a fuel-efficient lamp either, and he was trying to figure out how to drag his partner into the pit.

"You know, old man, I don't like predictive questions." Drexler glanced at Wharton helplessly, but his words were not slurred, "Bradley. Beal is a very talented and capable player, but he is still far from Wade right now. DE is on a par with us, and he's a legendary shooting guard. If he stays absolutely focused and unaffected by injury, it will be difficult for Beal to play in front of him...... Just like the first three games. ”

"Haha, it seems that we are on the same page on this point." Bill. Wharton laughed and punched Drexler, ignoring the fact that the Wizards fans watching the live stream were already angry with the two men's words.

Addison tightened his knee pads in front of the technical table, stretched his legs a little, and walked into the field.

"Finish them out in this one, Add, and it's time for us to set our sights on the next opponent." Wade and the Chinese point guard hugged in a customary way, whispering in his ear.

It seems that the full focus has returned to the 'Flash', and Wade has shown a very different momentum and intention than the previous game. Addison tapped the team on the arm and walked to the back of the halfway line to stand. The referee had arrived in the arena and told Gortat and Whiteside the same rules.

"The game is about to start, and here is ESPN's live broadcast of the 2014-15 NBA playoffs, the G5 game between the Heat and the Wizards!" Bill. Wharton raised his voice, "Will the Heat advance to the second round, or will the Wizards continue to extend the ending...... It's all about winning or losing this game! ”

The referee on duty threw the basketball high into the air, and the two figures, one black and one white, jumped up with all their might. Whiteside grabbed the basketball with a powerful bounce and didn't give the Polish center a chance.

Addison took the basketball and waved his right hand to signal his teammates to quickly settle down, while he walked unhurriedly to the front court.

"Steady! It looks like this was the opening strategy of the Heat, and Addison didn't let the team run from the start! Drexler said as he looked at the Chinese point guard who was holding the ball steadily.

"The first four games have given the Wizards a good idea of the Miami's counter-attacking tactics, and slowing down the offensive tempo at this time may have a good effect. What's more, the efficiency of the Heat's positional battles is not bad, and many of their scores come from positional battles when they can't make a lot of mistakes on their opponents. "Bill. Wharton analyzed that he and Reggie. Miller should be the one who knows the Heat the most among the commentators.

John. Wall came up from the three-point line, and wanted to press the opponent from the opening like the last game. However, Addison didn't give him a chance, pulled the ball back, and passed it safely to Dwyan, who picked up on the wing. Wade.

The American Airlines Arena erupted in fierce shouts and cheers, and Miami fans all hoped that the 'Flash', who had been in low form before, could regain the scoring factor in this game. Wade received the ball and went straight to Bradley. Bill, raise his hand to signal that he doesn't need an inside pick-and-roll cover. The rest of the Heat ramped up their running and opened up space for Wade as much as possible.

"The first goal was Dwyan's stage, obviously." Drexler nodded, "He's going to announce that he's back in form, and it's not something anyone can easily challenge." ”

"I'm going to cut it on your head, third grade." Wade put the ball in both hands in a three-threat gesture and pointed out to Bradley with a word by word. Bill said, "I'll give you back twice or three times as many points you have scored on my head." ”

Bradley. Bill pursed his mouth, and the murderous aura revealed in Wade's words made him dare not and didn't know how to fight back, so he could only stare at the other party's movements more seriously.

With the basketball clasped in both hands and dangled in front of his waist, Wade immediately returned the ball to his left hand and slammed his left foot into the box. Bradley. Bill alertly half-turned to follow, the two bodies squeezed and entangled, Wade suddenly pulled his left hand, and made a quick turn with his right foot as the axis. Beal followed up with a horizontal step to the left of his body, trying to block the opponent's pull ball and turn.

"Bang !!" When the Heat team was halfway through the turn, the basketball was suddenly hit with the left hand, passed through the crotch and bounced straight to the other side! At the same time Wade unexpectedly turned back to the body, just and sideways Bradley. Bill pulls the position!

With his broad left palm grabbing the basketball again, the 'Flash' accelerated his possession and rushed towards the inside. It was too late for Bill to move back sideways to block, and his opponent was wiped out with the rhythm and strength of his opponent.

Wade, who hit the inside line, jumped up unscrupulously and Marsin. Gortat collided, and the 33-year-old Flash kept his center of gravity unusually steady in the air, and his left hand seemed to throw the basketball over the block and pick it up to the basket!

The reddish-brown ball obediently brushes into the net! At the same time, the whistle of the referee on the bottom line blew immediately!

"Away center, No. 4, defensive foul !!"