After all, this is the semi-finals of California High School. Every player who participated wanted to make it to the finals. In theory, Michael and Snell ruined their dreams, so it is certainly not that easy to make both sides forgive each other.

Michael listened to Chamberlain very much, so he took the initiative to extend his hand to Snell. The latter had been criticized by his teammates before, and he was considered the cause of trouble. Although the fact is the case, he wanted to take the blame, so he sat in the corner with a towel covered his head alone.

Seeing Michael's hand stretched out, Snell sneered and didn't want to accept it, but all his teammates and head coach were staring at him, so he reluctantly reached out and held Michael with him, muttering: "We will compete again next year, and we will all restrain our temper next time."

Michael was also disgusting. If it weren't for Chamberlain, he wouldn't have come here to shake hands now, but to come up to beat Snell.

If this bastard hadn't swung his elbow in front, how could he have made small revenge? If he hadn't insulted Chamberlain, how could Michael have made up his mind to let him see blood?

Chamberlain came up to match the two of them, and he smiled and said, "Okay, OK, this matter is over like this. Young men, there is an old saying in China that we don't know each other without playing. Basketball is a sport for men, so how can there be no friction? Now you are friends, but I hope you will remember it in the future."

He looked at the people around him, put away his smile and said seriously: "Fighting on the court is inevitable, but fighting is never part of basketball. Michael Jordan never waves his fists at his opponent, but he is still the God on the court."

The teenagers nodded, Chamberlain quivered everyone, looked into their eyes and said, "I admit that I did not do well in this in the past. I set a bad example for you. From now on, I will control my temper and I will give you a good start. Here, I promise you that I will not fight on the court again, no matter how the opponent says trash or makes small moves to me."

Hearing Chamberlain's assurance, the teenagers were a little proud, and it was obvious that the NHAR spoon number one center valued them very much and even made assurances to them for this matter.

Michael asked unwillingly: "Don't you fight back on the court at any time?"

Chamberlain looked at him and said, "Unless your teammates encounter unbearable injustice, I will never fight again in the NHAR spoon field."

Yes, he wants to set a good example for his fans. Today's incident has alerted him that he can no longer act recklessly. A large part of the reason why Michael dares to wave his elbow under the gaze of more than a thousand fans is that he is usually influenced by his style of play.

Chamberlain felt that he might have misunderstood one thing, that is, being tough may not necessarily mean that he likes to fight.

The fans were exposed and the players began to leave the court. Chamberlain took photos with them one by one at the invitation of the teenagers and sent their signature photos. He tried to downplay the shadow left by today's fight in their hearts. In addition, he also went to negotiate with the reporters present, so that they could show mercy and try not to report too much.

Finally, Chamberlain took the teenagers from St. Lawrence Middle School on the return bus. Today they were still away, otherwise the players from Martin Luther King Middle School would not dare to rush onto the field.

Seeing that Michael was still frowning, Chamberlain punched him and said with a smile: "Tomorrow is Christmas Eve. Be happy. Take your grandparents to my house tomorrow night. Let's have Christmas Eve together. There will be a game the day after tomorrow on Christmas Day. You and Shirley and the baby will watch the ball together."

Of course it's good to go to the NHA live, especially in the Christmas battle. Michael's spirit was finally a little excited. He smiled and agreed, and then asked in confusion: "Has the doll's gunshot wound healed? I was so fucking depressed. I was in the stadium at that time and didn't know if this happened. If I were on the scene, I would definitely beat Habian's bastard's head."

The boy in the car despised him together, and even Bruce shouted: "Tsk, you bastard can only talk."

Michael rushed up to play with Bruce, and the bustle returned to the previous lively atmosphere. Chamberlain smiled and watched the boy play. After a while, he turned to look out the window. Some time later, snowflakes floated outside. As Christmas approached, Christmas trees were erected at the doors of shops on both sides of the street, and beautiful Christmas gifts were hung on the branches. The festive atmosphere was very strong.

It was difficult to get a rest opportunity on Christmas Eve, but Chamberlain was still very busy. The students' competition was held in the morning, because everyone had to go home for the holiday on Christmas Eve. When he returned to San Francisco, he was about to rest. Shirley jumped out and said happily: "Hey, you are back just right. We are going to deliver food to people on the street. I thought you wouldn't come back, so you can go together."

Chamberlain also likes to do charity, but he doesn't want to be so busy. But looking at Shirley's cheerful look, he is embarrassed to refuse. He can't let the girl down, right? This is Christmas Eve.

So he tried to find a reason to find a solution. When he saw the doll lying on the sofa in the hall and was bored to switch to the TV station, he asked Shirley: "Are you all going? Dolls want to go too?" He knew that the doll could not go because the gunshot wound on the latter's butt had not recovered.

Sure enough, Shirley sighed softly and said pitifully: "If the baby doesn't go, only sister Li Qun and I will go."

"Then I'll stay and take care of the doll?" Chamberlain smiled, "Someone has to take care of her, right?"

Shirley nodded in disappointment, and said with a listless head hanging down, "Okay, that's all."

Chamberlain rolled his eyes and called the Li brothers and said to Shirley: "But you can ⊥Michael and Bruce accompany you."

Shirley curled her lips and said, "What can they do? These pizza and pies are made by Sister Li Qun and I, and I have worked hard to prepare the food since yesterday. It cannot be ruined by the two bastards."

Chamberlain shrugged and laughed: "They two can go and help you carry pizza. Anyway, they can do whatever they have. "

After hearing this, Shirley also smiled.

Shirley is very keen on charity, which may be because of the reason why she experienced too much suffering in the past. Now that she has the conditions, she works hard to help people who can help. Especially the charity she did before Christmas last year, Shirley tasted the sweetness and has been out of control since then.

When contacting the Li brothers, Shirley and Li Qun left the villa happily. Chamberlain stretched and lay on the sofa, starting to plan how to fight tomorrow's Christmas game. Their opponent is the Lakers, and the Warriors lost to them in the opening game. Chamberlain was unhappy when he thought of this, and he would win no matter what.

Chamberlain was thinking about the tactics in a daze. After a while, he came to his senses and found that the doll on the other side of the sofa was twisting, like a small boring bug. She had a bitter face and her body kept twisting, looking very uncomfortable.

Pay attention to Chamberlain's look at himself. The doll hurriedly calmed down and stared at the TV expressionlessly, regardless of whether he was opening the local adult pay channel in San Francisco.

Chamberlain snatched the remote control and quickly changed the channel. He had sweat on his head and scared the doll and said, "You and Shirley are not allowed to open the channel above No. 6 in the future, do you know? If I find out that you are open, there will be punishment."

The baby curled his lips, and when Chamberlain thought about something, he began to twist his body again, and his delicate facial features were cramped together in a wrinkle. It was obvious that she felt very uncomfortable.

Chamberlain looked at her again, and the doll immediately stopped moving again.

Chamberlain was depressed when he saw this. What was the little girl doing? But then he suddenly realized and asked, "Do you want to go to the bathroom? Is someone going to support me?"

The doll glanced at him, as if she was looking at an idiot. Chamberlain was a little angry and said, "What's wrong, what do you mean?"

The doll snorted and responded: "I can walk by myself."

She began to twist her body again. She had always liked to be expressionless and had a burning expression this time. Chamberlain looked at her. At first she pretended not to pay attention to his gaze, but later hesitated for a while and asked, "Where is Shirley?"

Chamberlain pointed to the direction of the city and hummed, "I've gone to do good things."

"When will I come back?" the doll continued to ask, Chamberlain was a little surprised. The doll must have encountered an urgent matter. It is rare for this girl to say two words in a row.

"It's probably until evening." Chamberlain thought for a while, and he looked at the snow outside and added, "If it was heavy, it might be earlier, uh, four o'clock in the afternoon?"

After hearing this, the baby showed an unconcealed anxious expression on his face. Chamberlain asked again: "What's wrong with you? What's wrong with you? Tell me if you have any discomfort and I'll help you solve it."

The doll hummed and twisted around without saying anything. As a result, the more girl became, the more uncomfortable she felt. Finally, she looked like she was about to cry.

Chamberlain was anxious and asked, "What's wrong with you? Damn, is it the monthly vacation? It's my aunt... shit, what are you looking at me with?"

The doll looked straight at Chamberlain, said nothing, and continued to twist.

Chamberlain grinned, he went up and pressed the doll, shouting, "Say, what's wrong with you? If you don't say it, you will suffer and die of pain."

Seeing Chamberlain's eye for a while, the doll hesitated for a while before whispering: "My wound needs to be changed."

After hearing this, Chamberlain smiled angrily. He thought it was such a difficult thing to talk about. He even thought that the doll had come. My aunt didn't know how to change the sanitary napkins. It turned out that it was just a wound to change the dressing. Although the doll was hurting the butt, Chamberlain knew that her wound was tilted towards the legs and was far away from the private parts. In addition, he treated the doll as a daughter or sister, so he would not have any bad thoughts at all.

Chamberlain touched the doll's head, and the latter tried hard to break free. He asked, "Where has the medicine been put? I'll apply medicine to you."

The doll shook his head firmly and refused: "No, there is a difference between men and women."

Chamberlain nodded and said, "Yes, there is a difference between men and women, but I am a man, you are just a child, so it is not applicable to us if there is a difference between men and women."

He knew that this was impossible to discuss with the doll, so he called Shirley directly, asked about the place where the ointment was stored, and sat next to the doll and wanted to change her medicine. The doll was anxious, like a little mouse, and shrank up and wanted to run away. Chamberlain pressed it down and shouted: "Be honest, otherwise you will be so uncomfortable that your butt will rot you.

The doll shouted, "I won't show you the rotten butt."

Chamberlain was so angry that he shouted: "Who wants to see it, I'm applying medicine to you."

The baby struggled, and she said angrily: "For your own good, let my dad know that if you touch my butt, he will break your head."

Chamberlain laughed and said, "I'll scare people now, huh? Where is your dad? In Iraq or China..."

He stopped talking halfway through the words. Doll never mentioned her father. Chamberlain was worried that her father had passed away, and saying this would stimulate her.

As a result, the doll responded: "He is in Afghanistan and is coming soon." But she stopped struggling: her butt is really itchy. Once this ointment fails, it will be a life-threatening person. She really wants to change it by herself, but Shirley used to help her change the medicine, and she didn't know how to use this ointment.

Chamberlain breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that her mood had not changed. The doll stopped and stopped twisting. He smiled and said, "Then let your dad break my head."

While Chamberlain was joking, a two-thousand-ton cargo ship was slowly docking on a dilapidated dock on a dilapidated dock in the suburbs of Melbourne, Florida, south. Officials from the Border Supervision Administration were routinely preparing to board the ship for inspection. Before the ship was docked, a thin figure jumped into the sea from the bow of the ship like a sharp arrow. The officials got on the ship and saw several black men with dragons and tigers in coma, and some people with obvious Middle Eastern ancestry were huddled in several containers.
Chapter completed!