Xie Hou drove the car and did not go to Paradise Valley to eat roasted lamb legs.

He believes that roasting lamb legs is one of the ways to reward himself.

They were beaten so badly tonight, how could he have the nerve to reward himself? What? Reward him for being hung up and beaten up for the first time in NBA? (no!!)

So he chose to go to a deli restaurant near his home to buy some healthy deli food.

There are not many specialty restaurants in Indianapolis, and there is nothing else near his home except for the Chinese restaurant that is open for 24 hours.

Chinese food is his only choice.

Does he really want to eat these modified banana version of Chinese food? (no!!!)

He went home anyway, parked the car first, opened the room with his feet, and looked like a thief.

"What are you doing secretly?" It's Chen Mimi.

"Mom, aren't you asleep yet?" Xie Hou returned to normal, closed the door and asked casually.

Chen Mimi knew her son's thoughts very well. Even if he performed well in such a bad game, the team was tortured at home, and he inevitably felt ashamed of "no face to meet the elders of Jiangdong".

The less he wants to face it, the more Chen Mimi wants him to face it.

"You guys have played so badly tonight, how can I sleep?" Chen Mimi said that, without any emotion in her tone.

Xie Hou pretended not to hear it, opened the refrigerator and asked, "Is there anything to eat?"

"There is a sandwich made by Guizi for you in the oven. You guys know that it's troublesome all day long." Chen Mimi once again used her jump chat skills, "Can you eat the game like this?"

King Arthur lost his iconic smile, and he can endorse all high-end products on weekdays.

At this moment, any advertising director would suck his palm when he saw his current appearance and sighed: "This face should be an example for all the spokespersons of bitter gourd."

Xie Hou took out the sandwich and said sadly: "Can we not talk about the game?"

"What are you talking about when you don't say the game? The woman you're hugging in New Orleans?"

"Didn't you say I'm an adult..."

"Adults are responsible for what they do. Do you think you are responsible?" Chen Mimi said, "If you are responsible, why do you avoid this topic?"

If Xie Hou said that he did not mention the game with his family (mainly Chen Mimi) was because his mother was so competitive that she was suffocating but didn't understand the ball at all, would her mother shoot him, the unfilial son, to death on the spot?

have no idea.

"I feel like I've worked hard, but I haven't tried my best yet. I feel like I have the strength to do it." Xie Hou still said, he had to find someone to chat.

"Then I'll send out all my strength in the next game." Although Chen Mimi is competitive, she is not unwilling to accept failure. Relatively speaking, she is an open-minded parent.

Xie Hou knew that she didn't understand football, so he tried to avoid skills and tactics and only talked about the level of hard work.

He was indeed tired, but he could still leave the court alone, attend press conferences with great energy, and worry here whether his mother would be angry because they were abused.

This is enough to show that he has a lot of potential that has not been realized.

If he had done everything he could, he would not be in this state at all.

After having lunch, Xie Hou went to bed.

As soon as he lay down, Chen Mimi insisted that he would take a shower. He claimed that he had washed in the locker room, but he could not resist his mother's insistence. He dragged his tired body to wash his body until it was fragrant before returning to bed to sleep.

A night that disappointed many fans quietly passed by.

Xie Hou slept well last night, but woke up the next day and was exhausted.

I brushed my teeth and washed my face to come to the living room. I was about to pinch my younger brother and sister's little faces to find the feeling, but I got the news that they were already going to school.

Guizi was not here either, he couldn't even see a poor-mouthed person.

"It seems you had a good rest last night." My father passed by for no reason, and Xie Hou felt like he was ambushing here for a long time just to wait for him to appear.

"It's okay." Xie Hou's mind had cleared his memory of losing.

Then Xie Pingsheng awakened this memory: "You are like me, the more you sleep, the more you feel sad you are."

What Xie Hou needs to argue is that he is not sad, he is just tired.

"Dad, when was the last time you were so sad that you slept to death?" Facing your dad, Xie Hou could only use the old method to make fun of himself.

This old method is to build your own happiness on the pain of others. Simply put, it means that when you hear other people’s bad things, you can’t help but raise your mouth, smile, and feel that your mood suddenly improves.

Xie Pingsheng's face turned slightly red. The last time he was so sad that he slept was because Chen Mimi disliked him for being weak.

Of course, this kind of thing cannot be known to your own children, even if it is a 24-year-old child.

"At a young age, still sad? It doesn't exist. The only thing that makes me sad is that I will never see the group of Qi friends in Moscow again. They are all good people."

Xie Houdai's father translated: I will never see the Russian 2b who treats the handsome guy as a cannon again. It is very sad that he can only repeatedly ravage a bad chess game every day.

Xie Hou didn't believe that my dad was not sad.

There must be something, but it's just inconvenient to say.

After breakfast, Xie Hou sat on the sofa to digest food, turned on the TV habitually, and switched to the espn channel.

Anthony's interview after the game ended last night was released.

"Merlo, how do you evaluate the game tonight?"

Anthony took the microphone and was proud and threatened: "We completely suppressed the Pacers tonight, and Arthur was also restricted well. We all did the work well."

There is also a sentence later on, "The Pacers are not as powerful as they imagined", and "We are the teams that want to lead to the finals."

In the final paragraph of the interview, Anthony repeated: "Arthur can win Rookie of the Year, he's like Larry Bird in 1980, and I'll help the team win the championship like a magician in 1980."

The reporter asked him half-jokingly: "Then are you confident that you can play great performances like a magician to lock in the championship and become a FMVP?"

Anthony smiled vigorously and imitated Xie Hou's previous popular sweepshot meme: "fmvp? Why not?" (The tone is very similar)

Xie Hou grabbed the remote control and remained silent.

"If you are angry, you will follow his words." said the father.

Xie Hou nodded. He didn't need to be angry. If Anthony spoke as organized as James, he would be strange.

He has now completely forgotten who he is, thinking that a game can determine the series.

Let's wait and see!

Xie Hou turned off the TV.

Xie Pingsheng had already set up the chessboard, and he asked without hesitation: "Make a chess?"

Since Xie Pingsheng was poisoned by the unknown chess chess basket, his level has dropped amazingly. Xie Hou's interest in learning how to play chess with his father can now easily destroy his father.

He just needs a punching bag now.

Beating Dad, a beast that will be destroyed by humanity is not desirable, but killing Dad on the chessboard and throwing his armor into a real sense of building his happiness on his father's pain... It's so exciting that the more I think about it!

afternoon

Xie Hou arrived at the training center half an hour early.

He practiced his strength for a day and then focused on shooting.

During the playoffs, as long as you can maintain your condition, it is impossible to rely on training to improve your shortcomings in a short period of time.

Xie Hou focused on training, and there was no one else except the staff.

It seems that he is the only one who came early.

Xie Hou decided to shoot more three points before his teammates arrived, but his feel seemed to be still last night.

The shooting percentage of unguarded shots is about 70%.

You should know that when O'Neal is now and Howard is in the future, his shooting percentage is 80% or 90%.

When Xie Hou is in good condition, he can also shoot 90% of the training field three-point shooting percentage.

I don’t know why today, but the more I invested, the more I became, the more I was not going well.

The more times he made a blacksmith, the more annoyed Xie Hou was.

Finally a ball aroused Xie Hou's anger.

He shot very hard in this ball and wanted to bounce it in, but unfortunately he was not very skilled enough and actually hit the front of the basket.

The ball pops up heavily.

Xie Hou stretched out his foot angrily, pulled the ball vigorously, kicked the ball to the wall behind the basket, and then bounced from the wall to a further place.

The ball flew to someone's feet.

Xie Hou only hopes that this person is not Larry Bird.

His eyes gradually moved upward from the other party's feet - his legs were so long, wouldn't it be such a coincidence?

Don't have a fat body, don't tease...

When Xie Hou's eyes moved to the other party's neck, he was already discouraged.

As the chin of this face entered his sight, the bird god's iconic awl chin made him look as if he was dead.

"You look like an incompetent loser." Bird turned the basketball like a streetball player.
To be continued...