The Way of the Center

2014 is coming to an end, and the weather is getting colder and colder. The restless Anxiang is now wrapped in a lot, so that every time he swings his arm, it takes more effort than before.

After the weather is cold, no one wants to leave the warm bed. This is a pain for An Jie and Catherine, because in the middle of the night, An Xiang always cries and screams because of peeing.

Usually Anjie is busy with training and often goes to other cities to play away games, so Catherine spends more time taking care of the children than Anjie. Almost from the first day after An Xiang was born, Catherine never stopped.

"What's wrong with that kid?" In the middle of the night when Catherine returned to the warm bed, An Jie who was waiting on the bed asked with concern.

"I peeed again, Xiao Ke is too mobile. He drinks a lot of water during the day and pees more frequently at night. It's okay. This time, we should be able to sleep peacefully until morning." Catherine moved her body and hugged her. Lived with strong Anjie.

Anjie touched Catherine's head, and his wife has been really working hard these days. I can’t spend Christmas at home. On Christmas Eve tomorrow, Anjie must make his wife feel at ease for a day...

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In the early hours of the morning, An Jie suddenly opened his eyes. He looked at his wife beside him, and she was still asleep deeply tired.

Anjie lifted the bed carefully, for fear of waking Catherine. After all, one night Catherine could sleep comfortably for so long, and An Jie couldn't bear to wake her up.

Before the alarm clock got up, Anjie crawled out of the quilt. He opened a corner of the curtain, and the surrounding air was still cold.

An Jie tiptoed into the kitchen and put the toast into the oven. Suddenly, the whole kitchen was filled with the scent of butter. An Jie is going to train today, but he did not forget to prepare a copy for Catherine and An Xiang.

After making a cup of hot cocoa and two cups of milk, the sky outside the window is still gray. This is the case in winter, it always lights up very late. Catherine was still sleeping soundly, and Anjie planned to let her sleep for a while.

During the waiting time, Anjie turned on the TV. On TV, ESPN is playing a documentary about Anjie joining the Trail Blazers for more than three years.

This is a short film that ESPN specially asked Meslav to buy the copyright and edited with existing information materials. For more than three seasons, the ups and downs of Anjie and the Trail Blazers have all been integrated into this short 15-minute documentary.

The documentary ended after Anjie cut the 50+15+15 triple-double. At this moment, the bedroom room of Anjie and Catherine also sounded on time.

Catherine seemed to notice that An Jie was not by her side. She rushed out of the room and went downstairs, only to see An Jie sitting on the sofa waiting for herself.

Catherine smiled sweetly and rubbed her hazy eyes. Suddenly, An Jie's fuzzy figure became clear.

"Good morning, baby." Anjie walked up the stairs and gently kissed Catherine on the forehead.

"What's wrong with you today? Get up early in the morning to watch TV."

"Wherever I watch TV, I have prepared breakfast for you and An Xiang." An Jie walked to the kitchen with Catherine, just like when they were walking along the streets of Ames holding hands. Just like Christmas, they met for the first time...

"Hey, I knew that you only use a bread machine to make toast." Catherine was complaining, but her expression was very happy.

"Who said that, I also prepared hot milk." Just after Catherine took a bite of the toast, An Jie took out a glass of steaming milk from behind.

"Ann, you are today..."

"Merry Christmas, Catherine." Before Catherine could finish, An Jie hugged his wife abruptly.

During this Christmas holiday when the family is reunited, Anjie must work hard for an important game. But at this moment, Catherine felt that her Christmas was quite perfect...

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"Pick-and-roll, pick-and-roll!" On the training ground, the voices of the players came and went one after another. Lillard was shouting tactics, Meyers Leonard did not slack off, and immediately stepped forward. The pick-and-roll position was perfect.

"He followed An Jie, and his progress was really fast." Ricard made a compliment. Meyers Leonard can be said to be one of the Blazers' surprises this year.

"Yes, I think we can gradually increase his role in the team." Divac next to Ricard agreed. Meyers Leonard may not be a star, but he can be a very good player. The functional player.

With the help of the pick and roll, Lillard easily broke through the slower and slower old Miller. Anjie, who was still behind Meyers Leonard, reacted quickly and immediately chased behind Lillard to the penalty area.

Lillard's speed is naturally much faster than Anjie, but when Lillard took off to prepare for a layup, Anjie did not give up defending, but straightened his arms in the air and tried his best to pounce. It was in that basketball. Before falling, nailed it to the backboard!

"God!" Even Ricard, who has seen Anjie perform countless performances, couldn't help but be amazed. This ball was replaced by anyone in this league who came to defend, and Lillard must have successfully scored. But An Jie's attachment to the cover just now made him successfully complete an unbelievable picture.

"Damn, Ann, what kind of medicine did you take today!" Lillard turned his head in disbelief after landing, he couldn't believe that An Jie could rush back to cover himself.

"Hey, I'm in good condition, no way." An Jie smiled happily. Today's warm morning gave An Jie a lot of motivation.

"In this state to fight the Spurs, I am afraid Duncan and Popovich will not have to spend Christmas." Ricard instantly relaxed. It seems that external pressure will not affect Anjie in the slightest.

"We killed them cleanly in the playoffs last season. Tomorrow, we will just repeat one thing we did." Divac is full of confidence, and the Spurs are certainly one of the league's strongest teams. But the Trail Blazers are the tallest among this group of strong players.

"Christmas game? I really miss when we weren't regulars in the Christmas game. My wife's Christmas dinner ~www.NovelMTL.com~ hasn't eaten in a few years." Ricard looked at the players in excellent condition. Finally released from the tight state, and chatted with Divac about the daily routine.

"I haven't been home for Christmas for several years. For the sake of victory, these sacrifices are nothing." Divac turned on his phone and looked at the Christmas photos his family had sent to him. Although it's anxious not to be able to go back to Christmas, isn't the Trail Blazers the second home for everyone?

The warriors of the City of Roses are ready for battle, far away in San Antonio, and another group of guys are ready to board the plane and head for Portland.

Duncan couldn't help wrapping himself in the quilted jacket. As he got older, he was not as cold as he was in the past. He looked around him, and as long as the wind blew, Popovich, Ginobili, and Parker would do the same actions as himself.

Not only myself, but these guys are not young anymore...

"Hey Tim, we are going to Portland again." Unknowingly, Ginobili, who was already bald, walked up to the expressionless man.

"I hate that place." Duncan replied without shy.

"The City of Roses is full of thorns. We just passed by like this, it's easy to get hurt." Ginobili said, patted Duncan's ass. "Come on, old man, we can't just quit the game like this."

Looking at Ginobili's back, Duncan smiled slightly.

At this time, Manu, do you want to keep playing? Playing with someone who is 12 years younger than you and is at the top?

Old man, if you want to play, then I will accompany you!

"Swish~~~~" The strong wind blew up again, and Duncan could even feel his joints aching.

The expressionless old man cursed in a low voice and embarked on a special plane to Portland...