NBA: I'm not a clean center

86-85

The game on the scorer finally settled on this number.

The Nets repelled the Heat, achieved three consecutive victories and ended the opponent's two consecutive victories.

Sean once again scored 19 points, 21 rebounds, 5 assists and 6 blocks.

"wow~~~~~~~~~~~~~~"

“Nice~~~~~~~~~~~~~~”

"LeBron, you coward, you lose wherever you go~~~~"

"LeBron, come to the Nets, Sean will lead you to the championship!"

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After winning the game against the Heat, the fans on the sidelines went into a crazy and selfless celebration, and it was not polite to spray James.

Crazier than them is Barkley in the live broadcast room.

He took off his suit directly, and ran around in the live broadcast room to celebrate.

"Oh~~yeah~~~ I'm sorry Kenny Smith, I'm so glad you're going to have a close up with a donkey's ass soon."

Smith stared at Barkley dumbfounded.

Isn't it just a kiss on the ass of the donkey, as for this?

Um, it seems a little disgusting.

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"Hey, Dwyane, you're pretty good, you almost killed me, try harder next time!"

Sean is very ironic, blocking other people's shots and adding salt to other people's wounds.

Wade didn't say anything. In his dictionary, losers have no right to speak.

He took a deep look at Sean, and deeply remembered the other person's appearance.

James was also staring at Sean. At this time, James had an idea in his mind:

"Maybe it's good to partner with such a super center?"

Then he shook his head again, turned and left.

"LeBron, what are you thinking? This kind of inside center is the worst match for you. What you need is a center who can open up space for you."

Sean naturally didn't know what James was thinking. At this time, he was discussing things with Harden shoulder to shoulder.

"Hey, brother, is it true what you said on the court today?"

Harden asked the question that had been simmering in his mind for a long time.

Xiao: "What are you talking about?"

Ha: "You said you won't let me go to the nightclub!"

Xiao: "How is it possible, without you, the strength of our nightclub duo will be greatly reduced."

Ha: "That's good, you don't know how scared I was."

Xiao: "The most I can do is take off your pants in a nightclub and beat you up."

Ha: ".....What are we going to do that night? Are we still going?"

Xiao: "Of course!"

Ha: "How to arrange?"

Xiao: "The black ones belong to you, the white ones belong to me, uh, the yellow ones also belong to me......"

Ha: "Brother, you are so kind, a deal!"

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After the game, the media conference.

"what?"

As soon as Xiao En stepped into the hall, he was paralyzed by the beautiful scenery in front of him.

I saw several sexy and coquettish female reporters sitting in the hall, and when they saw Xiao En coming in, they all gave him a wink.

Sean looked up at the sign above his head, yes, this is the hall of the press conference.

"Hey, I didn't expect that my joke last time would attract you to be so excited, which makes me very ashamed, so today I will speak freely, and you can ask questions as you like."

"Of course, I also hope that your fine traditions can be maintained."

Sean coughed lightly and said solemnly.

The typical one wants to be a bitch and also wants to set up a torii.

"Sean, today you had a conflict with Dwyane and LeBron, will this cause a relationship between you and them?"

A female reporter stood up and asked.

"It's normal to talk trash on the court, just like a man and a woman should do something when they get into bed. I don't think professional players will bring the emotions on the court to real life."

Sean's metaphor is very vivid.

"Your physical confrontation is very intense today. Some players in the Heat complain that the league's whistleblowing scale is too loose. What do you think?"

"Oh, which bitch complained, I feel that today's scale is normal, and we should play like this in future games. We can't blame the referee for his poor health. It's like he withered in three seconds on the bed. Is it okay? Is it the woman's fault?"

Sean felt that the player's forehead was pinched, and he could still be called basketball without confrontation?

"In addition, I think the scale of whistleblowing can be loosened up. Uh, it's better to be the same as ice hockey. If you feel uncomfortable, you can have a proper fight."

The more Sean talked, the more excited he became, and even made a very unreliable suggestion to the NBA.

The reporters in the audience looked at each other, are you sure you are here to play basketball and not UFC?

But soon they became excited again, Sean is indeed a news machine, friend of the reporter, huh?It should be the friend of the beautiful female reporter.

At this time, another female reporter asked an interesting question, at least Sean thought so.

"Sean, what do you think of the bet between Charles Barkley and Kenny Smith? Kenny Smith lost because he didn't think your team would win, and the loser had to have something funny happen with the ass of the donkey."

As soon as this question came out, the audience immediately burst into laughter. Obviously, the Yankees are also very interested in this kind of spectacle.

The female reporter's question caught Sean's attention instantly, and he asked:

"Kenny Smith? That Knicks fan? What is going to happen to him with the donkey? Is it the kind of in-depth communication? Isn't this too heavy?"

The reporters in the audience were full of black lines again, seriously doubting whether Sean had such a habit.

"No, no, no, just a kiss on the ass of the donkey."

The female reporter blushed and hurriedly denied it.

After hearing the answer, Sean was very disappointed, and muttered:

"I thought he was going to stage a cross-border love action movie. I already thought of the name. It's called The Story Kenny Smith and the Donkey Have to Tell.avi"

Random became dissatisfied with Barkley again, and said:

"Please help me to tell Charles that the next time the bet is higher, don't be afraid, I'm here, uh, anyway, I won't fulfill it if I lose."

The reporters in the audience were dumbfounded again. If Buckley really agreed to you, then he would not have kissed the ass of the donkey, but his brain had been kicked by the donkey.

"How do you feel about the news that you're going to be the Eastern Conference Rookie of the Year last week?"

Another female reporter asked questions.

But Sean didn't answer this question.

He rubbed his chin in thought.

Rookie of the Week Eastern Conference?

How about celebrating?

nightclub?

I heard that the Gold Club is pretty good, but I haven't been there yet!

Too bad it's in Atlanta, it's too far away!

Wait until next time.

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