On the NBA’s All Beings

The Happy Beast sat on the bench until the end of the first half and didn't wait for the coach to coax him. The most he heard was the coach shouting on the field, "Go out, go out, go out."

　　Although the coach didn't coax him, but he thought he was happy. After all, the coach had never called him that way.

　　 "The second half, let me go, coach."

　　 "Did you think about it?"

　　 "Well, I want to be that one and only superstar."

With the help of the intermission, Wang Hao called Ao Mei. Don’t blame him for worrying. It’s already June 7 and it’s only 3 days before the due date. Who can guarantee that the child will not be born early? The reply is that everything is safe. , Wang Hao's heart also let go.

　　 At the beginning of the second half, Yao Ming and Kobe picked up the thermos cups off the court, and Wang Hao and Gasol raised their spears and rushed into the battle.

　　 "Corvo, how many points did you score?"

　　 Yao Ming asked kindly.

　　 "Not much, only 27 minutes."

　　 "I really envy you. I can't score points like drinking water. I have to go for it!"

　　 The two rolled each other's eyes.

　　 Kobe: "You are almost invincible at the basket, and you struggle to score?"

　　 Yao Ming: "It's really fast to keep shooting three-pointers to increase points."

　　Little Jordan finally waited for the appearance time he dreamed of.

　　 "If you can't defend well, just wait here to sit on the bench"

　　Wang Hao grinned and frightened little Jordan.

　　 "What are you doing, didn't you get blown up during your rookie season?"

　　 Yao Ming stood up and presided over justice for his substitute.

　　 Wang Hao's method of leading the team is very simple. Those who can shoot can pull away, and those who can't shoot can wait for the pie, and he breaks through.

　　 Little Jordan raised his arrogant head, "You see, in the Lakers, the boss has to pass the ball to me."

　　 Magic offensive, Master Huo resolutely wants the ball to play singles and looks like a naive little Jordan.

　　 Little Jordan doesn't have the skills, he can't shoot the ball, he will eat cakes and have a lot of strength. It seems that Master Huo is the same. The two seem to be carved out of the same mold.

Master Huo finally found someone who could fight him with strength, and he was very happy when he tried to bounce. He hates Yao Ming's center. If he is soft, he still can't stand it. If he is hard, he will turn over and shoot. He rarely dunks like him when he hits the basket.

　　 The happy Master Huo also showed off his handwork. After turning around, relying on his direct and super strong ability to stay in the air, he waited for little Jordan to put the ball in.

　　 "Boss, I..."

　　Little Jordan was a little embarrassed, after all, he felt he could defend it just now.

　　 "It's okay. Didn't you hear what Dayao said? I got this guy punched in my rookie season."

　　 "So it's true?"

　　 Little Jordan is like discovering a new world.

　　 "Of course it is fake"

　　 Magic's defense against Wang Hao was useless. Wang Hao easily got to the inside of the Magic. Master Huo came to make up. As soon as he moved, little Jordan was ready to take off.

　　 "This melancholy, the eyes are pretty good."

　　 Wang Hao threw the ball into the sky, over the top of Master Huo's head, just to throw it into the hands of little Jordan who jumped up on the other side.

　　 Howard: "It used to be that Laozi buckled other people in no time. How to beat the Lakers to become someone else buckled Laozi."

　　 "Boss, handsome!"

　　 Little Jordan didn't have time to listen to Master Huo's mental journey. After saying a word, he quickly returned to defense.

　　Magic advanced quickly and handed the ball to Master Huo, who was successful in the previous singles. After bumping, turning around, the rare Master Huo actually lifted the ball up and flickered. Undoubtedly, his little Jordan was directly swayed. Then Wang Hao closed his eyes in pain and Master Huo completed a dunk.

　　 "Her, you can't help him as long as you stand still, don't jump, like Dayao, stand still under your feet, you know?"

　　 "I see, boss."

　　 When Wang Hao saw the appearance of little Jordan, he knew that he just knew it.

　　 So you came and I played for 4 minutes, Kobe and Yao Ming both appeared on the stage, the final battle is also coming, Van Gundy also specifically called a timeout.

　　 "The next time will be the decisive moment. We can still play in the fourth quarter, but we can only return to Orlando with a 2-0 deficit."

　　 "Don't worry, the coach will leave it to me."

　　 Van Gundy didn't even look at Howard more. He thought Yao Ming was the naive little Jordan?

　　 Back on the court, Kobe continued to start the Killing Mode. Howard's self-confident skills became useless under Yao Ming's defensive strategy.

　　 The third quarter also followed Kobe's play, slowly going further and further.

　　 "Why, why? We obviously played well, but we lost the game"

　　 Howard sat down the court in the fourth quarter grumbled dissatisfiedly.

　　 "Child, you can get better, and your attack range can be bigger."

　　 "But the coach..."

　　 "Stop talking, ready to go back to Orlando to equalize the big score"

　　 The entire fourth quarter was garbage time. After the third quarter, Wang Hao quietly left and drove to the hospital.

　　 "How is it? Is there a reaction?"

　　 Wang Hao asked Curry who was sitting at the door.

　　 "Watch it for yourself"

　　 Curry has an expression that I want to die.

　　 With doubts, Wang Hao opened the door, only to see Omei wearing loose clothes, one chicken wing in one hand, and one chicken leg in the other. His manager Huang Ge next to him kept eating out of a food box.

　　 "My dear, you are about to give birth. Didn't the doctor tell you to pay attention to your diet?"

　　 "Yes, so my meals are made by Uncle Huang."

　　...

　　 Wang Hao's head hurts a little. The doctor doesn't seem to mean it.

　　 "Don't worry, boss, the food is made by my father himself, and there are some Chinese medicine in it, so don't worry, there is absolutely no problem with eating."

Wang Hao doesn’t care about this anymore. Old Uncle Huang has always been reassuring. He is thinking, is he a bit poor? His wife is a foodie, and he is giving birth to a foodie. In this way, the money he earns seems to even eat food. Not enough.

I stayed with Ao Mei in the hospital until June 9th. Until the moment before Wang Hao was about to leave for the away game, Ao Mei still had no response. She should eat, drink, and Wang Hao was a little suspicious. Isn't it a Nezha?

　　 "Hey! Before your wife gave birth to a child, did you have a big reaction?"

　　 "It's pretty big, what's the matter?"

　　 "My wife hasn't felt it until now."

　　...

　　 "It may be because of the big heart"

　　...

　　Wang Hao and Kobe fell into a weird silence. Kobe's words were too heartbreaking, but they seemed to be fine.

　　 Arriving in Orlando, Wang Haohun kept holding the phone in his hand, fearing what might be wrong with Omei.

"it's okay no problem..."

　　 "Okay, don't worry, I was nervous the first time, and I gradually got used to it. You have to believe in medicine."

　　 "Medicine? I believe in a ghost. American pregnant women don't have confinement. Is that good for the body?"

　　 didn't take science Kobe, Wang Hao put down the phone and appeared, after all, the game will continue.

　　 "Why don't you take a break off the court?"

"No need to."

　　 stood on the court, Wang Hao let go of his worry and prepared to jump the ball.

Snapped!

　　 Jump ball won, the Lakers first attack.

Kobe also knows that Wang Hao is now in Orlando, and his heart is in Los Angeles. Wang Hao has not been involved in the offensive end, and even Wang Hao’s defense missed Kobe. After all, it’s the Lakers lineup. What's the difference between paddling? Can you still lose?

　　 At the same time, on the other side of Los Angeles, in the hospital, shortly after Wang Hao debuted, Omei felt uncomfortable. When she was sent to the delivery room, her pelvis was already open.

　　 "Olson, if you hurt, you can scold Wang Hao. The harder you scold, the less pain you feel."

　　 As a person who came by, Ke's wife has always been by her side, and she also gave Aomei a little coup to relieve the pain.

　　 Curry is a bit entangled, do you want to listen to Wang Hao and record the next shout of Omei?

　　 "Let’s record it, after all, it’s about the couple"

A person may experience many things and will not grow up, but it is also possible that just one thing will grow up. At the moment before entering the delivery room, Aomei feels that the child she gave birth will be her playmate in the future, and she may return It would steal his food, but when the two children were held in front of her, her eyes did burst into maternal glory.

　　 "What kind of food, what kind of husband? It will be enough to have these two little babies in the future, but in other words, why is it so ugly?"

　　...

　　 "Why are they so ugly"

Aomei’s words brought this cry. He felt that he had lived up to the expectations of the people of Los Angeles. He thought he was going to give birth to a national husband, a national daughter-in-law, and so on. Now, let’s not talk about the nationals. Right.

　　 "Don't worry, newborn babies are like this, they will look beautiful when they grow up slowly."

　　 Ke's wife said in a serious manner, and at the same time told about how his daughters were when they were born.

After watching for a while, Ao Mei fell asleep deeply, and the child was taken to the nursery room, a boy and a girl, born with a dragon and a phoenix, just as Wang Hao's wish was. The couple played one by one, saving fights, and these, Wang Hao, who was far away in Orlando, knew nothing.

　　 At this time, the game has been played for two and a half quarters. The Lakers, who just ended the official timeout, called a timeout strangely.

"what happened?"

　　 The five people on the court were puzzled, but the players on the bench stood up one by one and surrounded Wang Hao.

　　 "Congratulations, brother, you are now a father."

　　 "???"

　　 Wang Hao still didn't respond for a while.

　　 "Aomei is born, the baby is born, you now have both children."

　　 Dayao, who was sitting on the bench, spoke to Wang Hao in Chinese.

　　 "Really...really? I'm an old man?"

　　 Wang Hao jumped three feet high, happily like a short 1.4 meter.

　　 "Have you thought about your child's name?"

　　 "Say okay first, child godfather, mine."

　　 Kobe declared his sovereignty when he came over, and at the same time eliminated those who were not enough in status and wanted to be relatives.

　　 "How about Omei?"

　　 "Don't worry, mother and child are safe, Mickey is on the way to the hospital now, Vanessa called."

　　 Zen Master shook the phone in his hand, which was brought by Wang Hao.

　　 "Well, coach, can I go back to Los Angeles after a while? I promise to be back before the next game"

　　 "Go~www.wuxiaspot.com~ If you don't want to participate in the championship ceremony, you don't have to come back."

　　...

　　 "Walk, hurry up and take this one, I want to go back to Los Angeles to see my kids."

　　 Wang Hao appeared excitedly, completely different from the beginning of the game.

　　 "Hey! Brother, I'm a father"

　　 "Is it rare? I can't count the many illegitimate children."

　　...

　　 WoW finally defeated Wang Hao in giving birth.

　　 The enthusiastic Wang Hao hit a few three-pointers in a row, and quickly finished the game, and left the arena in a hurry.

　　 "Brother Huang, help me deal with the NBA fine"

　　 On the way to the airport, Wang Hao opened the strongest group on the surface.

　　 Take the lead: "Brother, cute, I'm a father, one son and one daughter, hurry up and give gifts."

　　 Gua: "Really?"

　　 My Emperor: "Have a son?"

　　Paul: "How about I teach him to dribble?"

　　 In the middle of the night, when I returned to the hospital in Los Angeles, Ao Mei slept very deeply, and Wang Hao quietly glanced at his two children again.

　　 "Sao Ke, why is it so ugly!"

　　As soon as the voice fell, the few people around me couldn't help but laugh. This is definitely a kiss. The first thing I saw was the same.