The Way of the Center

"Beep~~~" The red light on the backboard sounded, and the number on the timer also changed to 0.0.

"No!" All the fans in the Rose Garden held their heads in pain. James stood on the commentary stand, and the "Little Emperor" announced that he had completely conquered the City of Roses.

An Jie slumped on the ground, he couldn't believe that he let James take away the championship trophy from the Rose Garden.

"Ann, get up." At this desperate moment, An Jie heard Catherine's voice.

"Don't!" An Jie sat up abruptly, but found that he was not in the rose garden or on the basketball court. Instead, she sat on the bed sweating profusely, and Catherine, who brought An Jie breakfast milk, was taken aback.

"Huh." An Jie looked around, and then let out a big breath. Today is June 19th, US time, and tomorrow is the day when the tiebreaker of the finals will start. Those scenes just now were just another nightmare.

"Having a nightmare again?" Catherine sat next to An Jie's bed. An Jie woke up once in the early morning of yesterday.

"Yeah, damn it. This is the third time I've had nightmares in the playoffs when I grow up so big. Even when I was a child, it wouldn't be so frequent." An Jie picked up the hot skim milk and drank it in one go Drank half a cup.

An Jie's highly tense nerves couldn't relax even after he went home. Didn't An Jie never face setbacks, but lost the championship in the Rose Garden? If all this really happened, An Jie really didn't know how to face it.

In the playoffs, the further back you go, the more you risk being thrown. But now, the Blazers are standing at the highest point, which is the position where they may be the worst.

"Go back to sleep. The team didn't practice this morning anyway. You haven't slept well since you came back from the game yesterday. Don't worry, I'll prepare lunch for you." Catherine smiled and stroked An Jie's face .

"Thank you Catherine,

However, I have to start today's extra practice. An Jie kissed the back of Catherine's hand lightly, lifted the quilt, and got up from the "terrible" bed.

When he walked out of the room, Anjie's parents and Catherine's father were already sitting at the dining table. After returning to Portland, Anjie and the two families took him to live in his own house. The last thing this small villa lacks is empty rooms.

"Woke up so early?" An Jie's father looked at his watch, it was only 7 o'clock. The Trail Blazers' regular training starts at two o'clock in the afternoon.

"It's getting late today, Dad, I..." Before An Jie could say anything, his attention was attracted by the TV.

"We must win the championship in the away tie-break. History? History is made to be broken. This season, like Ann, I created the myth of 27 consecutive victories. Therefore, I will continue to make history in the finals .” On the TV screen, the reporters interviewed James after yesterday’s game.

Although he lost the ball, James is still full of confidence. The little emperor is a person who has reached the finals for three consecutive years. Compared with An Jie, a "rookie" who has experienced it for the first time, the "little emperor" must have much more confidence.

In fact, before this, except for the once mighty Lakers. Since the 21st century, there has not been a second team that can reach the finals for three consecutive years. But now, under the leadership of James, the Heat have done just that.

Consider how strong the "OK" Lakers were in the early 2000s and how strong the Lakers were in 2008-2010. And now, the Heat are a team at the same level as the Lakers.

Such a strong strength makes James' self-confidence a matter of course. Similarly, it also made An Jie's inner pressure even greater.

Also won 27 consecutive victories, and also achieved a regular season record of more than 60 wins. Also passed all the way and stood on the stage of the finals. From the beginning to the end of this season, the Heat and the Trail Blazers were the two best teams. The more he thought about this, the more annoyed An Jie became.

Everyone is under pressure, even Angie, who is in his fifth year in the NBA, is no exception.

Seeing An Jie staring blankly at the TV, Catherine recalled An Jie's continuous nightmare last night. Needless to say, she also knew what trouble her lover was in.

Anjie is an iron man in the hearts of Portland fans, an iron man who will not be knocked down by any difficulties and only exists in mythology.

But in Catherine's eyes, there is no difference between An Jie and the stupid boy back then.

So when An Jie had breakfast and changed his clothes to go out, Catherine held An Jie's arm.

"Come on, I'll go out with you."

"But...I'm going to train."

"Oh, let's go~" An Jie could refuse a business contract worth millions, but he couldn't refuse Catherine's coquettishness.

"Then... then let's go." An Jie greeted the three "old men" who were all smiling, and then dragged Catherine out of the house.

"It's going to be hard to wait when you go to the training ground, God knows how long we'll be training today."

"It's okay, I'll accompany you." Catherine fiddled with the car stereo while talking.

The preview program about the NBA Finals Game 7 was turned off by Catherine, and it was relaxing that the lazy voices replaced the heated arguments of the experts.

It was a song by Norah Jones, and Anjie knew it as soon as he heard it. A few years ago, Jones sent Angie a CD as a gift.

An Jie's nerves suddenly relaxed. After listening to the basketball radio program for a month, and listening to those big men arguing all day long, he almost forgot what kind of experience it is to enjoy music.

Most of Norah Jones' works are love songs, and at this moment, Catherine is sitting beside her.

Accompanied by the moving melody, An Jie couldn't help holding Catherine's slender hand. The two faced each other and smiled slightly. Sometimes it's that simple to just relax.

"New York City

so touching so hurtful

new york city

so moving"

Afterwards, the two couldn't help singing along to the car stereo. There is a relaxed and joyful atmosphere in the whole car.

An Jie suddenly turned a corner, and now he suddenly didn't want to go to the rose garden. He just wants to drive aimlessly like this, he just wants to enjoy this simple but very comfortable time more.

The two were singing and laughing in the car, the finals? Tie-break? LeBron? Let these damn things get out of the present beauty.

A Mazda RX-7 sports car carrying laughter and laughter shuttled through the not-so-crowded streets of Portland. The city has been wrapped in the atmosphere of the finals. Huge posters, fans wearing Anjie's No. 00 jersey can be seen everywhere, and small Trail Blazers flags are planted at the door of various stores... But Anjie and Catherine sitting in the car seem to be living in Generally in their own little world. The two are completely isolated from the outside world of Portland, where there is only lazy relaxation and joy.

An Jie didn't know where he had been, nor how long he had been driving. When the car finally drove into the underground parking lot of the Rose Garden, the team's regular training at two o'clock in the afternoon was only half an hour away.

After turning off the stereo, An Jie and Catherine still had smiles on their faces. This "travel" made the two people who hadn't met for a long time feel unsatisfied.

"It's great to have you here." An Jie couldn't help but turned sideways, staring at Catherine's translucent cheeks.

"Do you want me to be by your side forever?" Catherine moved her face closer, her voice full of charm.

An Jie swallowed his saliva. Although he and Catherine have done what they should do for so many years, every time in the atmosphere of Miaoman, this girl will make An Jie's heart beat faster.

He nodded silently, and their lips slowly approached.

"Bring me the championship as a wedding present...I believe in you Ann, you are the best basketball player in the world." After Catherine finished speaking, she kissed her...

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An Jie forcefully pushed open the door of the locker room of the home team. Sure enough, his teammates were already actively preparing for training. It seems that Anjie's "Award Acceptance Speech" after the game yesterday was not in vain.

"Look, look, this guy is full of joy!" Aldridge booed immediately. When he just parked the car, he accidentally saw something that he shouldn't have seen.

"I saw your Hummer just now, LaMarcus. You'll have to pay a price on the training ground later." An Jie didn't shy away. After all, these guys are like his own family. familiar. With family, there is nothing to hide.

"It's the last regular training for the guys this season." Ricard clapped his hands, and the noisy locker room immediately fell silent.

"Let me finish it in the best condition! Then tomorrow..." Ricard snapped his fingers, and several courier company workers dragged in a large box of things.

"Wow, boss, it's really you!" Everyone's eyes lit up, and what Ricard asked someone to drag in was a box of champagne!

"Okay, I know you guys can't wait any longer. No one can touch that thing today. When we win the championship tomorrow, I will guarantee that none of you can walk out of this door sober!"

"Roar!" Everyone yelled, and Ricard used his own way to turn his players into a group of hungry wolves eager to win.

What about Anjie? He is no longer stressed. There is Catherine, there are family members, there are teammates, there are coaches... There are so many people who accompany me to lose and win together. The tiebreaker is nothing to be afraid of!

The last and most important game of the 12-13 season has been put on the agenda.

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