The Way of the Center

James slumped on the sofa with his eyes slightly opened, staring blankly at the TV in front of him.

At this time, Dwyane Wade, who lives in the same room with James, has fallen asleep. "The Flash" has been in a bad mood these past two days. It's rare that he sleeps so deeply, so James didn't turn on his voice when he was watching TV.

In the dark room, the TV turned on became the only light. Late-night TV shows always have some dispensable content. But obviously, James' mind is not on this, he just wants to keep himself sober.

Portland outside the window was completely dark, and there was no one in sight except for a few cars passing by occasionally. James suddenly pressed the power button on the remote control, the TV turned off, and the entire room was swallowed by darkness. James tiptoedly picked up the phone and walked into the toilet.

In the toilet, James will not noisy the sleeping Wade. Moreover, he didn't want the next conversation to be heard by his good brother.

The omnipotent No. 6 on the basketball court was already haggard at this time, but he still chose to dial a call at this time, even though it was already 2:30 in the morning.

However, the call was connected soon after. Obviously, the guy on the other end of the phone hasn't planned to end this coming day. Before that person could speak, James took the lead to ask: "Are you still asleep? Rich? I have something to ask you."

"Are you sure to talk now?" The voice on the other end of the phone also sounded very tired.

"Yes, just now."

"Huh...you know LeBron, this is not a good time to talk about the future."

"But, I just made the decision now." James replied categorically.

"A decision is made!? The season is not over yet LeBron! We said that this matter will not be officially discussed until the offseason!"

"Do you think we might come back?" James asked rhetorically.

"You said it yourself. Records are used to break. The record of winning a 3-1 win has never been used in the history of the Finals, but you said it yourself. Records are used to break."

"Yes, I said it. But what I asked was, do you think we still have a chance to comeback?" James pressed hard.

The person on the other end of the phone was silent for a few seconds before spitting out a few words with difficulty. "Although I really hope that the Heat will win the championship, to be honest, judging from the state of this year, the chances of your comeback are really too small. Unless Dwyane’s knees are refreshed, unless Ray Allen and Lewis are five years younger. otherwise......"

"Yes, I think so too, Rich. I think... I think maybe, it's time to go to a whole new place and make an impact on the championship."

"Are you sure!? LeBron!" The man on the other end of the phone was very serious.

"I'm sure, Rich. The dream time of the Miami Heat is over. I only won the championship once, only once! And this year, I am 30 years old! It's really hard to believe that I entered the nba as a high school student. I’m in the league, now my **** 30 years old! Think about it, another four or five years later, how far can I play? I long for a championship. Rich, not just one, I long for More championships! And all of this, Miami can't give me! There is no time, I can't continue to spend in Miami." James confided his heart, but he didn't dare to speak too much because he was afraid of sleeping outside Wade will hear.

There was another silence on the other end of the phone, and after dozens of seconds, the voice rang again. "...Well LeBron, I will start this tomorrow. Cleveland has a good plan, you should be interested. For the rest of the season, you still have to play hard. . Otherwise, the public opinion of the outside world will be detrimental to us."

"I know Rich, at least now, I'm still fighting for the Miami Heat!"

"Okay, rest early, LeBron, and don't stay up late in the future." After speaking, James' manager, Rich Paul, hung up the phone.

James walked out of the toilet, Wade was still sleeping soundly, and the whole Portland was still very quiet. But at this time, James' heart is full of mixed grains...

Anjie Ah Anjie, this time, are you going to win again?

"Ah cut!" An Jie suddenly sneezed and sat up with a thought.

The sky outside was still pitch black, but the guy still looked excitedly at the alarm clock on the bedside table. It was three o'clock in the morning, and there was still some time before dawn.

"Why is it three o'clock!" An Jie reluctantly lay back on the bed, holding Catherine in his arms.

"What's the matter?" Catherine didn't open her eyes, but she spoke. Sure enough, she was awakened.

"Hey, nothing, I suddenly woke up." Anjie smiled and hugged Catherine tighter.

"What are you thinking about? Ann." Catherine turned over and looked face to face with Ang.

"I'm thinking about the championship, I'm thinking about you, and the baby in your stomach."

Catherine smiled happily and cupped Anjie's face with both hands. "Win the championship and make our children proud of it!"

"Don't worry, Catherine, the day after tomorrow at Moda Center, I will end it all!"

"Go to sleep, I have to train tomorrow." After that, Catherine fell asleep again, but Anjie was still a little excited.

He can't wait to want tomorrow to come soon. The two-day break between Game 4 and Game 5 is nothing short of torture for An Jie. The current Anje is eager to start the fifth game of the series, because he wants to win the O'Brien Cup is almost crazy.

Came to the Trail Blazers for three years, but already had a chance to win the second championship trophy. Thinking about it now, An Jie felt a little weird.

But Anjie, what he likes is that completion is impossible. At first, people said that this thin Chinese who was too late in formal basketball training could not play professionally, but he was successfully selected in the draft.

At the beginning, people said that the guy who was abandoned by the Kings could not become a big weapon, but he made the little-known Oklahoma City Thunder famous in the league.

At the beginning, people said that Anjie, who had suffered a serious injury, and the Trail Blazers who had just lost Roy, would never succeed ~www.NovelMTL.com~ However, now, the Trail Blazers have become the defending champions and the Trail Blazers are tied. After the Bulls' 72 wins record, the Trail Blazers have become the best team in the league, none of them.

Life is sometimes so wonderful, as long as you never give up the continuous efforts and success, you will always come to your door.

If possible, Anjie really hopes to be able to endure in the Trail Blazers. He is very grateful to the Thunder, he likes Durant and Westbrook and his good brother Morris very much. But now, Anjie already has a rose heart.

Thinking about it, An Jie was a little confused, and gradually fell asleep again.

Thinking about it, James's heart became more and more complicated, tossing and turning, and it was difficult to fall asleep.

Two powerful guys, two difficult opponents. At this moment, they have embarked on two different paths.

God knows what James and Anjie these two guys will turn into the future alliance, but this series is bound to be the origin of a series of events.

The night in Portland will always be spent quietly like this. But the whole summer after this is destined to be very restless...