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Chapter 550 Failure and Trauma(1/2)

"Chris, take a bite."

That night, Li Xing found a restaurant under Yao Ming's name in Houston, where he could eat authentic Shanghai cuisine.

Every time I come to Houston to play games, if I have time, Li Xing will come to visit him. He is the VIP of this restaurant.

The only VIP.

In order to apologize to Middleton, Li Xing specially booked the restaurant.

To be honest, he didn't know why he apologized to Middleton, but he heard this guy say in front of the media that it was all his fault.

OK, that's his fault.

He performed so well in the preliminaries, but he ended up in fifth place. Anyone would have a psychological gap, let alone a rookie like Middleton who is cold on the outside and hot on the inside.

Although the three-point competition is an entertainment competition, if you have the chance to win the championship, everyone wants to win it.

You know, isn’t the most famous joke of Bird Bird from the three-point competition?

Starting today, Middleton also has his own jokes.

My shooting is very accurate. I scored 24 points in the preliminary round of the three-point competition. Guess which place I finished last?

Most people who are familiar with basketball but have never watched the game will make a choice in the top two, which is why Middleton is so sad.

The 24-point preliminaries can't even enter the finals, my god!

"There is nothing to be sad, am I the same?"

Stephenson picked up the knife and looked at the pile of cheap food on the table, but it looked delicious and fragrant.

"You also scored 24 points and couldn't even get into the final?" Middleton didn't remember Stephenson had this experience.

Moreover, he had no impression.

In his opinion, he is the most tragic three-point contestant in history.

As for the best scorer in history who scored 20 points but ranked last, he has long been forgotten on the Somali Trench.

"No, but my price is definitely greater than you."

"You just missed a three-point championship, it's the first year of your career. Assuming you have fifteen years of career, you have fourteen chances, don't you?"

Stephenson could actually say such a reasonable thing, and Li Xing and Banyani looked "hell" terrifying.

"Did you have a worse experience than this?"

Since breaking the precepts, Middleton has been rude to meat and vegetables.

The authentic Shanghai dishes on this table include duck legs, white chop chicken, sweet and sour meat, eggplant fish, braised pork, scallion oil noodles mixed with noodles...

He directly chose the most greasy braised pork.

"Chris, you have changed, you can actually eat this."

Even a person as uncontrollable as Banyani can't eat this.

"Grandma told me to be brave enough to try."

Well, if you lose the game, your character will collapse.

Middleton ate with relish, while Stephenson said his "failure": "Last year, I was like you just finished the basket. You shot 24 points and thought you were at your fingertips."

"That's right, it's really a bit weird tonight. Chris's results can be locked in the finals in any three-point competition!"

The Italians couldn't help but complain about Middleton.

Middleton also felt deeply that if it weren't for this, he wouldn't be so sad.

Because I was so sure, the psychological gap after the result came out, so he felt so sad.

"Is it really Rachi's fault?"

Banyani's eyes locked on his partner, Li Xing, who was enjoying the white killing of chickens.

"What does it have to do with me? Can I control their feel? If I can, I will definitely make them unable to make a single shot!" Li Xing said helplessly.

Stephenson, who was about to tell a story, was interrupted.

"So let's talk."

Banyani didn't speak when he saw him.

"I thought you were going to say it." Stephenson immediately felt mostly gone.

"So, I have nothing to do anyway."

Banyani brought the scallion noodles to her face: "How can such an ugly noodles be better than pasta? Pasta is ten thousand times more elegant than it!"

"Please don't use the noodles used for feeding pigs to insult the scallion noodles, okay?"

The noodles that Li Xing hates most in his life is pasta.

"It's too much for you to say that. That's the noodles that accompany me to grow up and nurture me. It's so great that I can raise so well. You can imagine how great it is."

So Li Xing knew why Banyani did so badly in his previous life.

Think about it, it was all caused by this scam noodles, which were both unpalatable and soft.

"Do I want to say it?"

Stephenson had just finished his emotions, and Li Xing and Banyani were interrupting again.

"Say, you say, I want to hear it."

Middleton is really abnormal tonight, and Li Xing rarely sees him so proactive.

Stephenson took a sip of wine and was about to speak when he heard the sound of Banyani sucking noodles.

If the Japanese were sitting on the table, this move would have allowed people to take out a one-meter-long samurai knife and cut him into the belly.

Banyani took a bite and her eyebrows immediately stretched out: "Is there such delicious noodles?"

"Latch, why didn't you tell me earlier?"

"I've had enough of pasta, it's definitely the stupidest noodles in the world!"

This person's integrity is worse than that of Wang Jingze.

Li Xing looked at Stephenson who was about to hit someone and said, "Can Lance tell a good story?"

"Tell me, Lance, good noodles should be a good story." Banyani smiled.

Stephenson breathed a sigh of relief and told himself to calm down. Anyway, he couldn't be a teammate with this bastard anymore, so it was not worth killing him for this.

"Are you sure I can say it?"

Stephenson was worried about what was going on in his emotions that he had finally brewed.

"Tell me."

Banyani rolled up the noodles and looked at Stephenson curiously.

Stephenson was about to speak when a disgusting sucking sound appeared again.

Fortunately, Stephenson was prepared for a long time. He ignored the Italian and continued: "I am as confident as you. When you finish shooting, you must be thinking about the finals. So do I, but I am not because of three-pointers, it has nothing to do with the championship."

"The biggest beneficiary after Jose was injured was me. If everything goes well, I should take over him and become the starting lineup of the team."

"If everything goes well, I have started the contract renewal negotiations now, and I have even signed the contract renewal."

"If everything goes well, I will play in Toronto for many years, and I may even grow old with you, and in the end we won many championships and retired together."

"If everything goes well, that's what I hope."

Stephenson took a sip of wine: "The arrival of Golan has strengthened our strength and changed my self-righteous career plan."

"Chris, I used to be as confident as you, but reality always slapped us. The difference is that you can still compete next year and I have failed."

Stephenson was glad that Banyani didn't interrupt him again, and he finally said this.

"Sorry," Middleton said.

"Nothing." Stephenson said.

Banyani licked his lips, and a large plate of face had been wiped out by him.

Li Xing ate silently.

Both of these things seem to have something to do with him.

Middleton can also be said to be driven by the power in the dark. He was a direct participant in Stephenson's incident, and he helped Dragic join.

He just wants to make the team stronger and make himself a little easier.

This practice ruined Stephenson's future in Toronto.

"Actually, we all have full confidence, but when we fail in the end."

Banyani poured himself a glass of wine: "When I was selected by Toronto in 2006, I thought I could charge forward like the first picks of the legends I had before me, but you all know that I was very unhappy before Lachi."

"I can't find the positioning right, I don't know what to do, the only thing I'm good at is scoring, but the whole league is advocating the argument of defending and winning the championship, and I'm annoyed by these voices."

"I can tell you with certainty that when I first came to the United States, I was more confident than Chris tonight, and as a result, I was knocked down by reality, and life would never go as we imagined."
To be continued...
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