I'm really an insider. Western Cowboy 103: Another desperate moment for the three-good young man Wayne, and another time Reggie Miller caught the basketball.

But this time, the Pacers' fate finally changed.

The moment the red light came on, Larry Bird excitedly turned around and hugged Donnie Walsh.

"Win, win! It's a buzzer beater, a fucking buzzer beater! I knew he could do it, look at Donnie, I said he was going to be a clutch man, that kid was born for clutch moments

!He did it, he did it!”

Bird seemed to be more excited than he was when he completed the buzzer beater when he was playing.

In the past, when Bird completed the buzzer-beating shot, he would just casually say: "Damn, he actually left it for two seconds. I wanted to shoot the buzzer-beater."

Pretend to be the most ruthless, hiding your merit and fame.

Now, when Bird sees a player making a buzzer beater, he jumps like an overly anxious child.

Was Walsh moved by Bird's embrace?

Don't dare to move!

Damn it, can you put the cigar away from your mouth first? You're going to slap it in my face!

Be good, put down the cigar and we have something to talk about!

Walsh was speechless. Bird really pretended to be cool in front of others, but was offended behind others.

There were just two people partying in the luxurious private room, but tens of thousands of people were going crazy in the stands.

Wayne tugged at his jersey and cursed.

"I killed the fucking MVP!"

But at this time, no one will hate this guy.

On the contrary, all the fans wanted to rush up and hug this thin but powerful Chinese man. They loved him.

He really killed the MVP.

I won on the basketball court and didn't lose on the fighting field.

This is a true obliteration.

At this moment, he seemed to have truly transformed into the muscular man in tights wearing a bat mask and became the hero of the city.

Hardy, who stood there in daze for a few seconds, turned his head and looked at No. 99, who raised his arms in front of the technical stage.

He has never been so humiliated in his life!

I am a tough guy, but I was actually taught a lesson by a rookie.

If someone hadn't grabbed me when the conflict just broke out, you would have been beaten by me!

Qi Qiu: I didn't pull you. Don't talk nonsense. Maybe your shoes moved your feet back on their own.

Although he lost the ball, his expression was still ferocious.

He is not convinced!

It’s really hard to lose just this one goal.

When my wolf's ribs recover, I will definitely perform a hand-tearing bat!

Definitely, definitely next time!

Wayne, the great social butterfly, has made another good friend who is willing to fight with him.

The members of the "Kill Wayne Alliance" are happy to have one.

Well, this is only his fourth game in the NBA. If he keeps going like this, he might really have to queue up if he wants to kill Wayne.

Hard Wolf reluctantly walked off the court, and the ferocious Wolf King got lost in the cornfield.

There were several cameras surrounding Hardy, taking 360° shots without any blind spots, so he had to hold his head high and leave the court.

Even if you lose, you still have to be the proudest wolf among them!

Walking into the players tunnel, where there were no reporters, Harde suddenly stopped.

"Fake, Fake, Fake makes me mad!"

If there is a basketball hoop in front of Hardy right now, he can knock it down with his head.

Back on the court, the Pacers players were still celebrating this hard-won victory.

Artest was the first to rush up and jump on Wayne's back: "Hahahaha, you are indeed the rookie I trained! You are so awesome, and I am so awesome too!"

Wayne really wanted to throw him over his shoulder: "Where's your face? Where's your face!? The buzzer beater was shot by me, the ball was passed by Miller, and the man was hit by O'Neill. You just didn't do anything to show off.

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Tony, who was watching TV at this time: "Before, I was the one carrying you on your back. Now, you are carrying others on your back, talking and laughing."

After that, Jackson and others also came up and hugged Wayne.

In this battle, Wayne can be said to have established his position in the team.

The fight was successful, and the key ball slipped.

Although the new season has only started four games, it is estimated that no one will treat Wayne as an ordinary rookie.

From now on, they all have to respect Wayne!

While Wayne and others cheered, old Miller just watched silently.

After everyone dispersed, he slowly approached Wayne.

"I'm glad you killed the game, Wei, thank you for having you." Miller didn't hug and shout like young people. Faced with this desperate moment, he was extremely calm.

Miller just walked up and shook Wayne's hand.

Look, this is the real, mature and steady big brother!

How does he look like someone from Tai?

"I'm also glad that you chose to trust me in the end, Reggie." Wayne nodded. To be honest, he had just been worried that Miller would not pass the ball to him, but would use the screen to shoot directly.

After all, he does have such a right.

But fortunately, old Miller faithfully implemented Carlisle's tactics.

As the soul of the team, he handed the ball to a rookie.

Opportunities like this are not found everywhere.

Now that Wayne is in Los Angeles, he will never be able to take the winning shot in his life. He can only rely on himself to steal the pass from his teammates and shoot the winning shot.

"I'm so glad to have you, Wei. Your key abilities really impress me. Keep working hard, we will encounter many strong enemies this season, and this is just the beginning of your glory, OK?"

Astonished, Miller spoke his truth.

Although Artest and O'Neill got along well with Wayne, Miller actually had no special feelings for Wayne before.

He's just a better rookie, that's all.

But today, seeing Wayne still bravely confronting the MVP without fear, and still calmly shouldering responsibilities that should not be his, Miller changed his mind.

This rookie will be my big brother from now on.

Except for me, no one of you can ask him to buy a drink!

Not even wearing a pink schoolbag!

After talking to Miller, Wayne felt his deep trust.

Of course, coach Kim Kelly on the other side must also be impressed by him.

Let's kill this thing, it's just like women's clothing, there are only 0 times and countless times.

This time Wayne showed his ability at a critical moment, and Carlisle will definitely arrange for him to vote next time.

From now on, I, Wayne, will be responsible for the winning goal in this area!

Finally, a reporter walked up to Wayne.

Their question was very simple, but also very tricky: "Wei, after completing the winning goal, what did you say to the fans in the stands?"

Wayne glanced at the reporter and said, "Okay," he said. He looked like he was a veteran at this job.

I want to say what I said just now in front of the camera again. Stern must not punish me to death, you must not earn death, and Garnett must not be angry to death.

How could you possibly succeed? Did you really think that my Aunt Jenny was invited for nothing?

So Wayne smiled and faced the camera, "I said, I wish for world peace."

"If a reporter asks you some weird questions, give him the same weird answers." Article 8 on page 5 of "Jenny's Encyclopedia of Confrontations."

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When he returned to the locker room, Wayne was "rewarded" by his teammates with Gatorade toppings.

Wayne helped him experience Rivers' happiness four years in advance.

Artest did it, O'Neill did it, Jackson did it, and even Miller did it.
To be continued...