"50 points, 9 rebounds, and 6 assists, what does this game mean to you?"

At the end of the competition, the reporter on the scene asked thank you.

Xie Hou still had a towel hanging on his body, and his sweat had already dried up. After all, there was still eight minutes left for the game when he was off.

We all know that if we play in a 1-minute game, it may be 10 minutes, so the 8-minute game is enough to give Xie Hou a nap.

Xie Hou heard the reporter's question and frowned, as if the question was not too simple. Then, he smiled faintly and said, "I scored 50 points in a single game for the fourth time this season."

"Is that all?"

"Of course, isn't this meaningful enough?"

Xie Hou took this matter freely and greeted James.

"LeBron, you've improved a lot than last time." Xie Hou's words made the corners of James' mouth tremble.

Have you made more progress? If James didn't forget, the last time they played against the Pacers was the first game of the season. At that time, there were still about two weeks before the incident in Auburn Hills Palace (he will never forget), and the Pacers are still a favorite team in various senses to compete for the championship.

The game that night was almost the same as tonight. Xie Hou played an advantage early and went down to rest soon.

James was unwilling to end the game with the data comparison at that time. He played for a few more minutes and brushed the data to the same level as Xie Hou before the end.

Tonight, Xie Hou played a data that he could not match - 50 points, 9 rebounds, and 6 assists - plus this guy kept mocking, although the behavior of brushing data in garbage time was indeed not glorious.

"It's not as great as you," James said unwillingly.

"Don't compare with me, I'm different from you after all." Xie Hou patted his shoulder, "How can the playoff mode be compared with the final mode?"

"Stop showing off, I will win next time." James said arrogantly.

Xie Hou had to wave goodbye to him, and they walked into different player channels.

Xie Hou believes that James will be frustrated by tonight's game, and he will be frustrated, why not? Xie Hou scored 50 points at his home court and led the team to beat his team up.

Of course he had to be depressed without any doubt.

Xie Hou and him are friends. The best meeting gift between friends is to compete with all your strength. Tonight, Xie Hou did his friend's "duty".

He believed that James would definitely feel the fire-like friendship from his 50 points (if you can't, break up).

On-site interview, going back to the locker room to take a shower, changing clothes, being a rough man, following Claire's pace, coming to the press conference, watching the New York reporter's expression of disappointed but having to ask questions is a great pleasure in life.

Xie Hou came and sat here.

A reporter from the New York Times asked him: "Why do you have to continue to play when you start to lead so many points in the fourth quarter?"

This is New Yorkers. Even though you beat them to the point of bruising, they don’t forget to regain some momentum in public opinion.

Xie Hou's answer to this question was: "Because my coach and I think we can't ensure victory when there are 12 minutes left in the game."

Unless I get 50 points...

Another reporter, from the Big Apple Daily: "Where do you think LeBron loses?"

"Did LeBron lose? He scored a quasi-triple double-double, and you actually think he lost? Oh my God! You are really strict!" Xie Hou laughed and scolded, sarcastic and mocked, "No, the Knicks lost LeBron but didn't lose!"

Some people just walk on the stutter making machine.

Xie Hou's sentence "xx lost but xx didn't lose" will replace all kinds of memes around him in the next period of time.

He himself did not expect the netizens to be so bored, nor did he expect the public to be so entertaining.

At the end of the press conference, Claire vaguely felt: "I always feel that they are going to make a fuss about your words again."

"What do you mean?" Xie Hou asked.

"That Knicks lost LeBron but didn't." Claire keenly noticed the key point, "If I were a media person, I would use this sentence as a matter of writing."

Xie Hou doesn't believe that the media is so boring.

He is right. The media did not regard this sentence as a joke at the beginning, but magical netizens have the ability to turn decay into magic.

They returned to the locker room, where teammates were preparing for the second half of the night.

The end of the Battle of the Knicks means the end of the Pacers' nightmarish West Seven Guests.

No one sarcastically said that the schedule of the Western Conference seven consecutive games ended in the East. In fact, they were all very happy to end their journey in New York.

There is nothing more exciting than being able to be as casual as you can in the Big Apple before you go home.

The city of New York has the best entertainment venues in the United States. As long as you get at night, you will be a real city that never sleeps.

Even people like Xie Hou who always like to stay in hotel rooms to fight monsters take the initiative to come outside to take a breath.

Night in Balvoa

Xie Hou’s teammates chose a good nightclub, which looked very extraordinary from the store name.

Balvoa, crossing the American continent to the eastern Pacific coast, was the first European to see the Pacific Ocean, and he changed the history of the world.

The boss who can get this name is definitely not an ordinary person, and then Xie Hou saw James who was beaten up by him here.

Xie Hou learned that this is an industry under James' name and the traffic is huge because he would come here to drink from time to time.

"Everyone says you are extremely self-disciplined, why do you go to nightclubs every day?"

Xie Hou learned from the waiter that James has come to Balvoa many times this season.

"Whenever I lose and am completely defeated, I will come here, drink a glass of soda, and ask three times in a row: What am I doing wrong? What am I doing wrong? What am I doing wrong?"

Why did he emphasize soda? Because that means he is still very self-disciplined and will not drink even when he comes to a nightclub.

Xie Hou could not imagine what kind of life James lived. He never ate or drank, and the good New York media did not dig out any black material worth exploring from him.

People want to blacken, but he just blackened him without causing any changes to the Knicks.

But those who are black should ask themselves, is there really no change?

If it weren't for James, the Knicks would be just an entertainment team with excellent performance. With James, they would have hope, and they wouldn't be the reality show team that had no hope and shouted loudly slogans.

"Then what did you do wrong?" Xie Hou asked.

"Damn it, I found that I did nothing wrong." James said in annoyance, "What do you think?"

Xie Hou had finished a glass of vodka, and when he heard his question, he recalled what he had done tonight.

James had no problem with his game strategy. He came up and found him to fight alone, trying to shock the Pacers by blowing him. Unfortunately, he won the grand prize tonight. Not only did he not beat Xie Hou, but he was also beaten by Xie Hou backhand, allowing Herb Williams to replace others to face the match. Although this allowed James to withdraw from the battle decently, he also lost the experience of facing Xie Hou to the final end.

It is not shameful to be abused, but it is shameful to be afraid of being abused.

All the novices are abused into old birds step by step. How can they know the taste if they don’t feel it yourself? How can they improve it?

"I'm not you, I just care how to win the game."

"And I just care how to play better than you."

As soon as Xie Hou's voice fell, James took on his words with self-deprecatingness.

"You are still young, why bother yourself?" Xie Hou didn't understand how sentimental Lei Balong was young.

He thought James was thinking too much, while James thought he was living too comfortable and had no idea about other people's suffering.

The little emperor's life is much harder than that of the Emperor.

"You have won everything, why do you have to risk changing your original shooting move?" James asked him back.

"You know?"

"Everyone knows it."

After all, in order to let the public understand why he has changed from being the best-in-class efficiency king last season to a big shot that can only rely on shooting numbers to score points (this view is seriously incorrect).

Xie Hou couldn't let James feel his worry that he could not stabilize his long shot. After all, he had never won anything. How could he know that a winner was worried about losing everything because his problem was his anxiety?

"Because I want to win more," Xie Hou said.

James is a mature person, but he can't look at the problem from the same height as Xie Hou.

His current worries are limited to himself and his team, and Xie Hou is interested in the future.

If he is content with the status quo and does not intend to make progress, he will still be the efficiency king of the league.

If he hadn't changed anything, he might have been able to score a shooting percentage of more than 30101050% in the early stages of the Auburn Palace incident, and at the same time he could also ensure victory.

As a result, he scored a data like 35127, but his hit rate was very ugly.

During a period of time, he honed his physical fitness (although it is still very poor at present), tempered his mind (will be shaken from time to time), and made him take responsibility.

Indeed, his data was high, but he still ensured a winning rate of more than 60%.

Listening to Xie Hou's words, James thought of himself.

Until now, he has not yet jumped out of his circle to lead his teammates. He is in a team that is not so suitable for him. The Smiling Assassin is stubborn and just wants to build a 21st century show that is seriously out of touch with modern basketball according to the team building blueprint he envisions.        The Lakers.

He wanted to find Tiangou, Worthy, Scott, Wilkes for James... but he never thought that these people would still play basketball like in the 1980s?

No, times are changing.

If you put Yao Xu in the small ball era, he has to practice three-pointers like Lopez.
Chapter completed!