127: I'll just look, I don't speak.
The referee announced the timeout, and Li Guanyu walked to the bench with his head drooped. At this time, Montaellis's footsteps stopped slightly, blocking Li Guanyu's way.
"There are only 0.8 seconds left in the game, what are you going to do to beat me?"
The cold words drilled into his ears like sharp needles, and Li Guanyu raised his head, and Monta Ellis was staring at him with an arrogant and unruly expression.
"It's not over yet, Lady Ellis." Li Guanyu gritted his back molars and said coldly, and then quickly staggered over, and before he could go far, Ellis's contemptuous voice chased after him again-"Rookie, you will never be able to win against me!" β
Li Guanyu clenched his fists after hearing this, and threw down a sentence with a low volume but extremely heavy weight, and walked quickly to the bench - "Then let's see!" β
Back on the bench, Spoelstra immediately brought the players together. Very nervous and cramped to set up the final shot - Miami only had this one with a 20-second timeout.
"Dwyan, tell me if you have the strength to do it next." Spoelstra asked in a very hurried voice.
"I ......" Dwyanwade breathed a sigh of relief, he couldn't even lift his arm after fighting for two games in a row, thought for about two seconds, and said with a firm expression: "Let Lee throw ......"
As soon as Dwyanwade's words fell, Li Guanyu's puzzled eyes swept over. What you get is a firm reward - I believe in you!
Seeing this, Li Guanyu nodded heavily.
"Joel, Sean, you guys have to cover for Lee and give him plenty of space to catch the ball. Dwyan, you have to keep running and feintting, and they will definitely think that you are the main point of attack. Shoot when you receive the ball, don't have any pressure............"
Drip~
The timeout ended amid Spoelstra's barrage of tactical set-ups. The players on both sides quickly got on the court, and the moment Li Guanyu stepped on the arena, his eyes glanced at the basket. A sentence suddenly came out of my head - the closer you get to the basket, the higher the shooting percentage.
As soon as this sentence came to mind, he immediately slapped his thigh excitedly, and then walked up to Michael Beasley and instructed him: "Genius, hoist the basketball into the box later, and I will catch the ball there." β
"But, didn't Spoelstra tell you to shoot threes?" Michael Beasley didn't understand it at the moment.
"Just listen to me." Li Guanyu patted Michael Beasley's head very domineeringly and walked into the three-point line.
"Oh!" Michael Beasley looked at Li Guanyu's back and nodded, in his heart, Crazy-Lee is a person who was born to kill, there is no doubt about it.
After playing, Montaairis immediately posted it and muttered trash talk arrogantly: "Hey, rookie." Ready to lose emojis? Let's rehearse first......"
"Goddess Ellis, don't you think you can do a lot in 0.8 seconds? Perhaps, it only took 0.8 seconds for your mother's eggs and your father's sperm to collide......" - although Li Guanyu is a rookie, his knack for trash talk is definitely at the level of old fritters.
"A flamboy-tongued rookie who is good for nothing but his mouth......"
Drip! While Ellis mutters trash talk, the referee blows the whistle on the serve. Immediately, Li Guanyu near the free throw line quickly started, and quickly ran outside the three-point line with the double blocking of Sean Marion and Joel Anthony, and Ellis followed closely.
Just when everyone thought that Li Guanyu would run out of the three-point line to catch the ball, Li Guanyu's footsteps quickly killed a horse gun before he reached the three-point line, and the huge arc immediately made MontaAires, who was reluctant to follow, slip under his feet and instantly stumble to the ground. Li Guanyu slammed into the unguarded interior line, and at this time, Michael Beasley's basketball was unbiased into the restricted area......
Li Guanyu rushed into the reasonable collision area and took a step outside the collision area, immediately his calf slammed up, jumped high, and took the basketball from Michael Beasley with one hand......
Airplanes!
The red light on the rebound comes on before the basketball goes to the basket......
Swish!
The basketball entered the net, and the audience immediately cheered. At this point, the referee makes a valid gesture to score a goal.
In an instant, the Golden State Warriors, who were still in the excitement, were stunned - 0.8 seconds! Just 0.8 seconds, we lost the game?
In the cheers of the whole audience and the shouts of the teammates of the whole team, Li Guanyu broke free from all hugs and ran to Monta Aires, who had a lonely expression. With an arrogant face, he is as proud as a big rooster who wins.
Without waiting for Monta Aires to react, Li Guanyu quickly stretched out his right middle finger and roared viciously: "Is this your expression after defeat?" It's so pretty! How could you win me over! β
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Montaaires, who was originally very unhappy when he lost, was provoked by Li Guanyu again, and immediately rushed up and tried to push Li Guanyu away. But Li Guanyu is half a practitioner after all, as soon as he saw Ellis rushing over, he immediately turned to the side, stretched his left foot forward slightly, and suddenly Monta Ellis fell into the mud.
By the time he got up, his mouth was covered in blood, apparently from knocking his teeth when he fell. By the time he tried to rush over to get his way back, his teammates had already stopped him by the waist and hugged him.
"Rookie, don't be too arrogant......" Stephen Jackson walked over and pointed his finger at Li Guanyu's face, saying in the style of a big man.
"What can you do if you are arrogant?" Michael Beasley rushed over and knocked Stephen Jackson's palm off. Then he quickly put on the starting hand style of Xingyi Fist, with a fighting posture of 'going to fight Lao Tzu to accompany him'.
Stephen Jackson is a character who has experienced ups and downs, so he didn't have much to do with Michael Beasley. Under the persuasion of the referee, he threw down the words 'young people should not be too arrogant' and turned around and walked towards his own half.
The small storm goes through the beginning, **, and end in less than a minute. When Li Guanyu was pulled aside by the referee alone and warned a few words, he was about to turn around and walk back to the locker room. Old Nelson took his hand, and Li Guanyu thought that the Warriors coach came to find the court in person, so he asked vigilantly: "Is there something wrong?" Mr! β
"It's fine, just wanted to talk to you." Old Nelson smiled, he hadn't taken this skirmish seriously after seeing the wind and rain.
"Uh......"
"Interested in playing under me?" Old Nelson said with a smile, in the posture of an old bustard who abducted a woman from a good family.
"Playing under you?" Li Guanyu replied with a look of repertoire: "Do you think those guys will welcome me?" β
"They'll welcome them, and if they don't, I can kick them all away without even blinking an eyelid......"
Hearing what Old Nelson said, Li Guanyu was puzzled, and asked very puzzledly: "Are you so optimistic about me?" β
"Of course, you're born to run. In addition to your body and defense, your shooting, big picture, dribbling, and awareness are all top-notch, while running and shooting doesn't need to defend at all. So, you're the engine of the team I've been looking for. Old Nelson praised him solemnly, and there was no trace of banter in his serious expression.
Seeing that old Nelson didn't look like a joke, Li Guanyu was also a little embarrassed, after all, it was the first time he had heard such an almost flattering compliment. I was stunned for a while, and then I replied in the expectant gaze of old Nelson: "I... I...... I'm having a good time in Miami. β
"How's it going? Do you have unlimited firing rights? Are you at the heart of the tactics? Will the Miami fans bow to you like the Golden State fans? Come to Golden State, I'll give you the status of the tactical core and give you unlimited power to fire. As a point guard, it's hard to grow up without absolute ball control. Plus, more than 20,000 fans will come in to cheer you on at every game. Imagine that these are two lives entirely! β
Nelson's words were full of infinite magic, constantly swirling around Li Guanyu's mind, making Li Guanyu 'ape-hearted' - yes, the Miami fans hate me, and I will never be a Miami city hero. The Heat will never be Lee Kan-yu's team. So, why don't I come to the Golden State? It's everything I want, and I don't have to worry about the ball, the playing time.
Seeing that Li Guanyu's expression was in a state of hesitation, Old Nelson stopped urging, patted Li Guanyu on the shoulder, stuffed a business card into Li Guanyu's hand, and said, "Think about it, the Golden State Warriors are looking forward to your arrival." β
With that, turn around and leave.
I don't know how long I stayed there, until Spoelstra tapped her shoulder.
Spoelstra put his arm around Li Guanyu's shoulder and asked with concern as he walked, "What did old Nelson say to you just now?" Is he warning you about bullying his players? β
"It's not!" Li Guanyu hurriedly shook his head.
"This lore just now is very beautiful and magical, it seems that you threw all the lore balls in Miami this year." Spoelstra quipped: "Do you want to take the position of Dwyanved's boss?" β
When Li Guanyu heard this, he immediately remembered the words of the old Nelson, and did not reply on the surface, but muttered in his heart - the Miami Heat is Dwyane Wade's team after all.
"You were so impulsive just now, I guess you'll get another ticket and ban from David Stern tomorrow." Spoelstra said 'Hate iron doesn't make steel'.
"Oh!" Li Guanyu nodded very silently, still thinking about the words that old Nelson told him. Seeing this, Spoelstra thought that Li Guanyu was self-reflecting, and did not continue to criticize and advise.
Back in the locker room, excitedly teammates under the leadership of Dwyanwade ran over one by one to ravage Li Guanyu's buttocks, Li Guanyu was in pain, and then he woke up from his state of thinking, and hurriedly ran into the bathroom to take a shower. After taking a shower, my teammates were gone. Montero, the Miami press officer, was waiting there.
"Let's go, those reporters have been waiting for more than half an hour."
"Don't go!" Li Guanyu shook his head stubbornly, he had never participated in the post-match press conference. Because in his subconscious, the journalists of the American empire are almost always hostile to himself as an outsider, just like Cameron, a local journalist in Miami.
"Just this once, okay? I'm going to have to deal with those journalists, and if you don't go, I'm going to lose my job. Montella said to Li Guanyu in an almost begging tone.
"Uh......" Li Guanyu was originally a soft-eared person, and it was easy for him to lose his mind whenever someone asked him. Montella was so embarrassed that after a while, she finally decided to go over there and play: "Okay, I'll go and see, I won't speak." β
"Okay, as long as you get there." Montella's face immediately turned cloudy and bright.
Dressed in formal clothes and led by Montella, he slowly walked to the press conference site. As soon as I got on stage, I immediately flashed the lights. As soon as he sat down, a white reporter stood up and asked in a loud voice, "Lee, did you mean to give Monta Aires the middle finger just now?" β
"I don't answer that question." Li Guanyu smiled, anyway, this press conference was purely to save face for Montella - he spent more than ten minutes with the mentality of not opening his mouth.
Although Li Guanyu was smiling, the white reporter was a little angry, and he thought that Li Guanyu was playing a big card and did not cooperate with the reporter's questions. So the pitch was raised again, and he asked, "Then may I ask if you stretched out your leg and tripped Montaellis on purpose?" β
"I don't answer that question." Li Guanyu's expression remained unchanged, and his tone remained the same. It is very the style of the general outline of Jiuyang Shengong - he is strong by him, he is strong by him, and I am really full of breath.
β[***]οΌβ The white reporter scolded, picked up the recorder and walked out directly, it was clear that Li Guanyu would not have any good image in his next report. In this regard, Li Guanyu was dismissive.
"Lee, a lot of people say you're a data brush, is there such a thing?" Another white reporter stood up, asking the same ill-intentioned question.
"I don't answer that question!"
"So, what do you think of Mr. Bill Simmons tattooing a liar on his hand?"
"I didn't tattoo it, so I don't have an opinion." Li Guanyu finally changed his reply this time.
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"I don't answer that question."
The rest of the press conference was as dreary as ever. Li Guanyu also kept his promise - I will see, I will not speak.
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The first more delivered. Today I recovered 10,000 words, although my eyes were sore for a long time.
Wow, it seems that there are quite a lot of rewards today.
The wind has passed away. , Book Friend 101217122146109, Lonely Wind No Proud β continue to give strength, Camel Xiangzi CX and 'Brother-in-law' come for the first time, and Muniu 4 crazy drag racing into the top three.
Thank you very much to them.
Oh, by the way, and thank you for the two days of 'always being tsundere' Yui*Qi.
Finally, I wish you all a happy Leftover Egg Festival. If you don't have a girlfriend, try to find it, don't let the eggs stay too long.
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