Are we strong? Strong.

Did we play well? Good.

How do we feel in the hand? Not to mention the explosion, but at least it was already extraordinary.

But why......

"Why are we falling behind......?"

I don't know who Harden is asking this question for.

It was only the first time he felt that the lights in the energy arena would be so dazzling.

As he picked up the ball and prepared for halftime, Harden passed by the Thunder bench and reflexively glanced at Brooks.

Shouldn't it...... Do something?

Harden thought to himself.

The game isn't over yet, we ...... Isn't there something we should do......?

"Coach ......"

On the other side, the Thunder assistant looked at Brooks in despair, wanting to say something, but couldn't say a word.

Should it be called a pause?

The teaching assistant knew very well that he should say this, but when the words came to his lips, he couldn't say it.

Did it work?

What's the point of saying that?

We were blown up by the hairstyle brother, and we were blown up with one hand, from the first position to the fifth position, everyone was shot by the hairstyle brother YAN,

Brooks stood in place, like a sculpture, with an expression on his face that could not tell whether it was shock or despair, and for a long time, he did not make a single movement or say a word.

There was no timeout, no tactics, no roaring on the sidelines as usual, not even beating your chest in frustration.

Brooks just stood like this, not changing at all, and the time around him seemed to be completely frozen by some magical force, without any movement.

Even the air from the air conditioner seems to have stopped.

This wonderful state lasted until about two minutes later.

"Toot-toot-toot-toot——!!!"

The game is over.

"Congratulations to the king, congratulations to the hairstylist ......!"

On the side of the commentary stage, although Albert has not completely recovered from the shock just now, his profession has become a habit, and he still said in a broadcast tone: "In the first round of the Western Conference playoffs, the Sacramento Kings defeated the powerful Oklahoma City Thunder away, making the big score a 1-1 draw, and also won the home court advantage of this round of the series!" ”

In the stadium, the scoreboard records the final scores of both sides.

“GOOD-GAME-BRO。”

The players on both sides began to shake hands and hug, but it was not difficult to see from the stiff body language that both sides clearly had a grudge against each other, and the reason why they hugged was only because the league demanded it.

"Huh, hum, ......!"

Especially Gu Yu, when he hugged him, his expression was almost like seeing an enemy, no, it was like he had just stabbed the enemy, arrogant and proud, with a hint of revenge.

“…… It's a good fight. ”

Durant was the last to step forward, and the absolute core of the game between the two teams first high-fived and then hit his chest.

But anyone with a discerning eye can see that Durant doesn't dare to use force at all.

It's not because I'm afraid that Gu Yu's small body will be broken apart by himself - Durant has never been known for being muscular and strong, and his thinness is the same as Gu Yu's.

It's because of fear.

Durant, who has regarded himself as the first person since he was a child, has been unable to move many times when he has been pressed by his destined opponents, but in his mind, he has always been quite angry.

But now, for the first time, this man who was silent during the game, but who was extremely proud in his heart, felt a trace of fear.

A trace of being on the court, dominated by an opponent from start to finish, deeply afraid.

"So are you."

Gu Yu doesn't have any opinion on Durant, or to put it bluntly, Gu Yu has no opinion on all the players on the Thunder team. DURANT SHOWED FAVOR LIKE THIS, GU YU DIDN'T HIDE IT, NODDED AND SAID IN DURANT'S EAR: "THOSE CHASING BALLS ANSER-BALL ARE REALLY POWERFUL, I AM CONVINCED." ”

"Hehe, is that ......?"

Durant smiled bitterly, shook his head and said, "I don't think you're convinced at all......!" ”

“…… Is it so obvious hahaha? ”

Gu Yu was not embarrassed at all when he was poked, he scratched his head with a smile, let go of Durant's hand and said, "Then...... See you in Sacramento! ”

“…… Well. ”

Duran nodded: "I'll kill it back, and I'll settle today's account with you." ”

"I'll wait for you."

Gu Yu also nodded.

The two epoch-making scorers didn't say anything more, but stood still and looked deeply at each other, then nodded to each other, turned and walked away.

"Click......!"

The conscientious cameraman hurriedly pressed the shutter to record this historic scene. Not far behind the two, on the scoreboard high above, the following numbers were marked:

Sacramento Kings 122:110 Oklahoma City Thunder

This photo, in the near future, will become one of the classic photos in the history of the NBA.

It is widely believed that this moment is the moment when the future of the NBA and the present will be handed over. Although Durant is still fiercely suppressed by LeBron James, he cannot be regarded as the first person in the small forward position, and even in terms of scoring, Chen Mu is better than Durant.

But the wheel of history has begun to turn violently, and a new chapter is being drawn by the brushes in the hands of these two men.

The scepter of the scoring maniac has been passed down from generation to generation, from McCann to Chamberlain, from Dr. J to Jordan, from Iverson to Kobe, from LeBron to Chen Mu.

Now, the scepter has fallen on these two men.

Their future, their every move, all their plans and ambitions for their careers, all their choices, anger, hatred, and forgiveness together constitute the magnificent epic in the future, and it has become a monument that will remain in the history of basketball forever.

Passed down from generation to generation.

"Hairstyling ......"

On the sidelines, Brooks was still a statue, and when he watched his subordinates go off the field one by one, there was no loss and dissatisfaction on his face, but instead there was a color that was almost "surrender", and the heart of the Thunder coach was finally mobilized by anger and began to beat slowly.

Am I doing it wrong......?

Even Westbrook, who was the strongest in the team to win, did not show any unhappiness and dissatisfaction, but looked indifferent when he left the game, as if he had lifted an extremely heavy shackle in his heart.

Brooks, began to suspect one thing.

Irritated hairstyle brother ......

"Am I doing something wrong......?"

"Yo."

Not far away, that familiar voice sounded.

Brooks raised his eyes, and what caught his eye was not the arrogant Gu Yu, who else could there be.

Well, let's say something...... 1

Brooks instinctively felt that he should make a statement at this time, and it seemed that he was really a little too big to anger Gu Yu. I thought it would be nothing to suppress a second-round show and All-Star Game debut, but who would have thought that it was this guy who actually won the ...... on top of our heads.

"50 points."

Glancing at the scoreboard, behind Gu Yu's back number, the number recorded was so dazzling.

What did he say in the post-match press conference of the last game......?

Brooks didn't have to think about it, the words that made him angry at the time had already broken into his mind.

"Lao Tzu will blow up their home field for 50 points first!"

Word.

It was this "All-Star" who was still looked down upon by himself a few months ago and was ready to press on the bench to casually fill in garbage time, but he really scored 50 points on the head of his team's strongest lineup and took away the victory.

I......

"Be generous......!"

The assistant coach next to him saw that Brooks was still hesitant in his heart, and immediately slapped the latter with his elbow, and said: "You are the coach, he is only a second-year, you both have been a little bit like that before, and if you don't say anything at this time, it will be too generous, and you will be gossiped about by the media!" ”

"But I ......"

"I know you can't accept it, I know you don't want to be so disrespectful, but have you ever thought about it from the perspective of the game??"

Without waiting for Brooks to retort, the assistant took a deep breath and continued in his ear in a low voice: "Can't you see it yet? This hairstyle brother is a typical type of strong when he is strong, whoever looks down on him, he will break out in whose face a wave takes away the game! This kind of guy can't do anything with him the most, you have to follow the hair, say more good things, so that he has no reason to be angry, and there is no chance to break out, and the fighting spirit will be much lower than before! Do you understand how to kill?? ”

This...... Seems to make sense!

Although I know that the statement of the teaching assistant is half true and half false. Gu Yu has a strange temper, the more you look down on him, the more explosive he is, but the most important purpose of this rhetoric is to give Brooks a step down, so that he can accept the practice of taking the initiative to show favor.

But Brooks was willing to accept this argument, because he himself felt that if he continued to mess with Gu Yu's child's temper like this, his identity would be lost.

Gu Yu doesn't care, anyway, he is a half-grown child, as an athlete, everyone will not say anything about him, at most he is "more impulsive", and he may even praise him for his "high morale, courage and good fighting".

And if Brooks himself continues to be trapped in this scolding war, he will be laughed at by the whole world.

As a senior, as a coach, calm coaching is the first priority. Are you embarrassed to quarrel with a half-grown child??

Well, well......!

"Hoo ......"

Taking a deep breath, Brooks closed his eyes and rehearsed what to say in his head, then opened his eyes and said: "That, I was wrong with it before, I played very well today, I hope we can play more classic duels in the future, so that the world can see the true strength of our two sides......"

"Sabi ——!"

Gu Yu pretended to straighten his hair, but he raised a middle finger in his right hand.

“…… I also hope that in the next series we can be friendly first game ......@#¥%&!!!! ”

"Let's go!"

In front of him, Gu Yusa ran away.

Brooks was left stunned, his right hand had been stretched out to shake hands, but he stopped in mid-air in great embarrassment in front of everyone's eyes, completely ignored.

Brooks, it's going crazy.

"Come on, come on, shake hands, we're still good friends off the field~~~"

Thorton happened to pass by and took Brooks' hand.

“…… Ahaha, thank you, you're playing very well, Marcus, we can ...... in the future."

"Hahahaha, you also believe this?? We are enemies, enemies! Does the enemy understand or not? Fortunately, my friend, mentally retarded ......."

Thorton floated away, too.

Brooks was left alone, messy, messy, messy in the air-conditioned wind of the court......

At the post-game press conference not long after, Brooks, who wanted to repair the relationship between the two sides, gave reporters an extremely surprising statement.

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Ahem, the brothers in the group are talking about DOTA, and to be honest, I actually play DO1 and DO2, and they are all very ...... Not your average dish......

How many dishes are there? Not to mention what to do, when I used to play DO1, I also formed a so-called team with my friends, and I thought about it for a long time when I came up with the name, and finally decided that the team name was:

Uncle spare his life!

However, the reality is cruel, basically the uncle on the other side will not disturb the people......

There's not a lot of play in the game.,But the popular ones have been more or less touched.,Natal is interstellar.,It's also very vegetable...... There is no medicine for the handicap, and the hand speed is too slow, and I often say, "Eh, didn't I order it just now, why didn't I come?!! "Whether it's DO or Interstellar or Warcraft or CS, when you win, either you have your own thighs, or you're super lucky, and you have the right idea and target the other party.

When I was in Interstellar 1, I fought LP alone, I was the opposite of the god, I fought until I ran out of ammunition, and the last electric soldier killed 47 people, all kinds of runaways, highlands, and transport planes broke the line back and forth, and the whole Internet café cheered, which is the pinnacle of life......