Wei Xia sat in the locker room, feeling unhappy, "Why did this happen?"

He missed that key goal, the Timberwolves got a rebound, the Lakers fouled, Garnett made both free throws, with a score difference of 3 points.

The Lakers still have the chance to save themselves, and Kobe missed a three-pointer after one game.

It ended like that, their ten-game winning streak ended at the hands of the Timberwolves, losing to the Minnesota for the second time this season.

Speaking of Wei Xia's key goal that failed to score, Kobe played cold humor: "Compared with me, at least his ball hit the basket."

He compared his three consecutive non-spoken vs. the Jazz in his rookie season.

It can be seen that he had no intention of blaming Wei Xia.

Wei Xia sat in the locker room in frustration. The Lakers lost only 3 points. The loss of key ball made him feel that it was his fault to lose the game. He played so badly.

Statistics do not support his idea.

Since she sat on the bench for most of the fourth quarter, Wei Xia's data can be said to have been won by the first three quarters.

He played for 27 minutes, scored 16 points, 6 rebounds and 4 assists, and his shooting percentage was 50%.

In terms of performance, he is second only to Kobe and Odom.

But Odom was on the bench at a critical moment and was sent out at a critical moment. This is the difference.

Phil Jackson and Kobe returned to the locker room after the press conference, so he naturally had something to say. If he wanted to scold Wei Xia for this, Wei Xia would not be dissatisfied.

"Sometimes, losing is not necessarily a bad thing." Jackson's words rippled in the locker room. "We have to figure out where we are not doing well and which aspects need to be improved. Self-pity will not make us better. Forget tonight and have a good rest."

The sinner waiting to go to the cross did not receive the scolding he deserved, but Wei Xia's heart became even more empty.

Given Jackson's strictness towards him, it was not normal for him to miss the key shot and not scold him.

Maybe he needs one night to warm up and wait until the review meeting will be held tomorrow?

Wei Xia guessed it right.

We didn't get scolded that night, so we wouldn't feel any pleasure.

The people in the locker room left one by one, and he sat in his position and thought about the goal he missed.

The importance of that shooting is self-evident. To be precise, Kobe's goal is the key to the success or failure of the game. But if his two-pointer can be made, even if the Timberwolves score again and overtake the Lakers' momentum will not fall, and Kobe does not need to make a strong three-pointer.

Therefore, the responsibility for losing still belongs to Wei Xia.

He recalled that round, his offense was not omitted, he had done all the preludes, he shook away, and the opportunity came out, but he didn't make it.

"Why didn't you vote?" Wei Xia murmured in distress.

At this time, he saw two idle people standing at the door of the locker room who should have left long ago.

Andrew Bynum on the left, Vaughan Weaver on the right.

"You're not still blaming yourself for the game, right?" Weaver asked jokingly.

"How is that possible?" Wei Xia said with a shameless face, "I played a great shot!"

Who dares to deny the 165450% hit rate?

Although the performance of the key ball ruined everything, it was not as good as his previous performance, and probably no key ball behind him.

"So you are just dazed, not licking your wounds alone like a wounded beast?" Bynum said strangely.

"Please, let me be alone for a while!"

Weaver turned his head and asked, "Andrew, are we going to leave him alone for a while?"

Bynum shook his head and said, "Do we have anything else to do?"

"No, no," Weaver said.

Next, the two idle people became even worse, not only did they not give Wei Xia a chance to be alone, but also sat on his left and right respectively.

"Listen to the coach, please don't complain. Kobe didn't make the last three-pointer," Weaver comforted him.

Now he is not licking the dog, but uses other people's pain to comfort Wei Xia's pain.

It is hard to say whether this incident will make Kobe feel pain.

"So, if you blame Kobe, it has nothing to do with you. You scored a very critical three-pointer before you missed the shot... Besides, you shouldn't pass the ball to you at that time. What kind of fool would give you the ball at a critical moment instead of Kobe. Even if you have the responsibility, Brian (Cook) will have to make half of it!" Bynum is really a potential expert in splitting the pot, and Wei Xia underestimated him.

Wei Xia finally had a smile on her depressed face: "You two make me feel better and better."

Weaver laughed, "It's ironic, brother, but it's our love for you."

"Don't be dazed in the air with a bad face," Bynum said.

"Yes, that's too bad," Weaver joked, "that's what Andrew did. You're an adult, don't learn from children."

Bynum protested: "I am an adult too!"

Weaver set up a thunder pool that Bynum can't get over: "Little devil, in my eyes, only those who can buy and drink legally are considered adults. You are still very early!"

Bynum continued to protest: "That's because I'm so famous. If I weren't a Lakers player, who would have thought I was less than 21 years old?"

Seeing that they were about to quarrel about drinking, Wei Xia patted their thighs with both hands, stood up and said, "Thank you, it makes me feel much better if I can talk a few words."

Then, they walked out of the locker room together.

Follow the normal steps and it's time to go home now.

Bynum insisted on proving that he had been drinking since he was 17 years old and had to find a quiet place to drink.

He couldn't buy wine, and Weisha was unwilling to buy wine, so he had to go there.

Weaver bought two bottles of wine and a bottle of drinks, and they took Wei Xia's car to Wei Xia's house.

This way they don't have to worry about getting drunk and no one takes care of it.

Wei Xia took her teammates home for the first time. Fortunately, Wei Qiu and Li Zhongxian's clothes were not unpretentious at the time. They have been tired of games recently and have gone to and from the leisure room to play billiards more.

The final result of that night was that Bynum was so dizzy after only a few sips. Weaver was in high spirits and seemed to drink a lot.

Wei Xia didn't drink any wine, and after drinking the bottle of carbonated drink, he felt a little guilty.

Despite the extra farce that shouldn't have, Wei Xia still slept very hard.

He successfully traveled back to the past and came to mid-November 1962.

During normal training, Wei Xia was obsessed with middle distance.

As for the key shot he missed in reality, he was a long-distance shot in the 1960s.

Seeing him practicing tirelessly, no one helped pick up the ball, Sam Jones was sleepy even when he saw him.

"Hongduo, you won't count you one more point when you step back so far, why bother?" Jones asked.

Jones is one of the earliest key gentlemen in NBA history, and perhaps he can provide Wei Xia with some experience.

"Sam, if the game enters a critical moment, how do you adjust yourself to your best condition?" Wei Xia asked.

"What do I say about this? This is an instinct, an instinct to end the game. You, a mortal, won't understand it. When you help me succeed one day, maybe I can teach you how to become a key gentleman."

Why does this tone sound so familiar?

Oh, Wei Xia remembered.

When he finished reading "Taxi Express" and said that he wanted to marry Marion Cotillard home, Mei Chen comforted him in a similar tone: "When you grow up, you can marry her home when you grow up."

Looking back now, how innocent he was at that time.

His mother's words made him believe it, and he was not as disdainful as Jones at this time.

"Since that's the case, then you can ask others to help you. Before I become the key gentleman, I have no time to help others." Wei Xia said ruthlessly.

"No, no, no, no!" Jones was quite confident about his appearance.

Although Havlicek has a pizza face and a tasteless buzz cut, he is a white man at least and plays for the Celtics. There are more women who are jealous of him. Not only is Jones himself a black man, but his local temperament is ten times stronger than Durant who carries a schoolbag.

If Durant looks like a contractor, and can go to the construction site to urge work by putting on a hard hat, then Jones is the one who is urged to work.

He only has a killer heart, but he does not have the temperament of a killer and the face of a star. In the 1960s, when discrimination was prevalent, it was too difficult to make a successful appointment for one night.

In order for Wei Xia to continue to pull his pimp, he had to teach his killer instincts to all his strength.

Someone wants to ask this is OK? Should Harden meet Jones? Perhaps this can successfully cure the problem of not being able to fight life and death?

This is what Jones said to Wei Xia: "The most important thing is self-confidence."

"confidence?"

“Yes, confident.”

"If you know you're going to do something critical and are nervous about it instead of feeling from the bottom of your heart that 'the moment of not calling me finally comes', then you'll probably lose your chain." Jones smiled faintly, "This is also the gap between that idiot Wilt and Bill."

It sounds quite abstract and general, but Wei Xia, who had just experienced a defeat and missed the key goal, deeply understood the key factors in Jones's words.

confidence.

Yes, he wasn't so confident at the time.

When he saw Brian Cook passing the ball over, the first thing he wanted to do was to find Kobe, give it to him and let him solve it. Later, he couldn't give it to Kobe, so he decided to do it himself because of helplessness.

Although his technical moves are fine, he never really believed that he could shoot key balls from beginning to end.

He is not confident enough, that's it.

"Do you understand?" Jones asked after seeing him in a daze.

Wei Xia nodded gently, probably understanding.

"Since I understand, let's get up and see the woman running?" Jones pointed to the short-haired beauty running outside the gym. "In half an hour, I want her contact information, gogogo!"

Wei Xia was forced to run out of the gymnasium and catch up with the beauty.

Seeing Wei Xia approaching, the other party was happy at first, but when Wei Xia told him his true purpose, the other party's face immediately turned dark.
Chapter completed!