The atmosphere in the post-match visiting room was cold.

Several Lakers players who attended the press conference left without answering a few questions.

Compared to answering the author's questions, they need more rest.

Wei Xia followed Kobe's pace and they returned to the locker room at the same time, with no sound inside. Everyone lowered their heads, and they didn't even dare to look at the faces of their teammates.

"This will not solve the problem." Wei Xia said.

When everyone heard a sound, they looked up unconsciously.

"That's right. Wait until we lose the finals." Wei Xia encouraged, "I haven't lost yet. Even if you admit defeat in your heart and bury yourself in the soil, the Bostonians will not sympathize with you. They will only stomp your exposed head."

These things should not have been done by Wei Xia.

Kobe is the most suitable candidate.

But he has never been the kind of leader who raises his arms and responds collectively.

Even Fisher did better than him in the dressing room lectures.

But Fisher was hit harder than Kobe, and they couldn't speak, so it was only Wei Xia who could only say a few words.

Unfortunately, Wei Xia, who had no words, could not speak inspiring words.

On a night of miserable defeat, what can make these deadly people live?

I'm afraid it would be useless to invite the best speaker of all time to the Lakers' locker room.

After Phil Jackson walked in, he didn't say anything, and just let everyone disband.

Everyone left one by one.

Soon, there were only two people here, Wei Xia and Kobe.

Kobe was in poor form today, making 6 of 19 shots and scoring 19 points with a shooting percentage of just over 30%.

If the Lakers win, how can critics praise Kobe? Of course, you can't start with hit rate, and flatter you can't slap on your legs.

It is most appropriate to start from assisting teammates.

Kobe, who felt bad, had 10 assists throughout the game.

This is his only double-double performance in the Finals so far.

For a veteran who has played in five finals, assists are worth mentioning.

However, the Lakers lost, and the loss was ugly.

"If you have anything to say, just say it." Kobe said coldly.

He thought Wei Xia wanted to say something to him.

"It may not be the time, but...why are you trying to grab my lines?"

"What?"

"I should say what you said just now." Wei Xia added to Kobe, "If you have anything, you should say it directly, instead of holding it in your stomach. Your stinking face that everyone owes you millions will not change anything, it will only make things worse."

Kobe obviously doesn't want to take on this "false" responsibility in his opinion: "You are so good at saying it, wouldn't it be good for me to give the stage to you?"

"Because I can say, everyone will not react. Because you can't say, if you say, everyone will be inspired. Unfortunately, you still didn't stand up. If you dare to take responsibility in the locker room as if you were on the court, the situation would be much better."

"What do you want me to say?" Kobe was furious.

Wei Xia said helplessly: "Say something casually."

"Go to hell, wish!" Kobe cursed angrily.

"Although it's not a good thing," Wei Xia wanted to punch Kobe, but he endured it, "it was a good start."

After saying that, he packed up his things and left.

He left Kobe alone. He didn't know what Kobe did after that, nor did he want to know. He heard that he stayed in the stadium for two hours of shooting because of his poor shooting in the game. What if he really deserved it. Is 6 of 19 the performance he should have shown in Game 5?

Well, Wei Xia admits that Kobe has performed worse in the final than 6 of 19.

But his shooting percentage tonight is absolutely sorry for his previous four performances. When the Lakers were in desperate situation, he did not throw the damn ball into it, resulting in losing. This is his fault.

Wei Xia was also wrong. He did not control his foul numbers well, so he could only watch the key points. The Lakers are Kobe's team, and no matter how they are held accountable, he is the first person in charge.

When you win, you show the most attention, and naturally you have to shoulder the greatest responsibility when you lose.

You want to say Paul Gasol? His qualifications as a man have been deprived of by fans.

On the way home, Weisha received a text message from Elaine Trovis.

Short content: "Get a good night's sleep, it helps to restore your mood and physical fitness. Good night. Kiss#"

Wei Xia drove the car to the parking lot before replying: "You can't count such kisses."

Trovis only replied with one expression.

"Naughty#."

Wei Xia smiled after watching it, Trovis knew him very well.

She knew that the last thing he wanted to talk about now was the game. Whenever he lost, he didn't want to hear the word "ball" after leaving the stadium.

So she never comforted Wei Xia and said, "I'm going to fight well, keep working hard next time." These are actually useless nonsense.

At most, she reminded Wei Xia to go to bed early. Sometimes, she realized that Wei Xia was seriously hit and would do something that Wei Xia seemed surprised to make him happy.

Wei Xia did not reply to the text message again, and his mood was indeed relaxed because of this, but it was only temporary.

When he got home, his sister and brother stayed in their room tacitly, no one came out to greet him, no one asked him about his mood, as if he was the only one in the house.

Wei Xia opened the refrigerator and found a piece of cake with half left and a bottle of canned beer inside.

For some reason, he took out cake and beer, something he could never eat now.

He first finished half a piece of cake, full of butter, well, so satisfied.

Then, take the beer back to the room.

It’s understandable to eat cake to satisfy your hunger. Beer? Even Wei Xia now needs courage to break the precepts.

He put the beer on the table.

Finally opened it, but didn't drink a drop.

Yes, you can't drink it.

But it's all open, isn't it a waste not to drink it?

Wei Xia rang her brother's room with the bottle of open beer.

"Even if you lose the game, don't torture me..." Wei Qiu complained.

Wei Xia smiled and handed the beer to her brother: "I accidentally opened it. Can you drink it for me?"

"Isn't it just beer... If you don't drink it, don't drink it, throw it away!"

Then Wei Qiu felt the seriousness of "You have only one choice: give me drink!" from his younger brother's eyes.

"Okay, okay, can't I drink it? I just happen to have some snacks, do you want it?"

“What snacks?”

"Cheese balls, the one we ate most when we were kids."

"I'll go see if there are any drinks."

Wei Xia is very fast, and it is impossible for his refrigerator to be without drinks. Because Wei Chun and Wei Qiu are both patients with severe happy water.

Their obsession with beverages has reached the point where they can replace water with beverages.

Wei Xia picked up a bottle of Zero Diet Coke, returned to her brother's room, and sat on his bed. One drank wine with cheese balls, and the other drank coke with cheese balls, as if she was back when she was a child.

"When was the last time you drank Coke?" Wei Qiu asked.

"Last year? Or more than that." Wei Xia couldn't remember it.

Wei Qiu said intimately that it seemed that the blow was quite a big deal.

Wei Qiu knew that the least thing Wei Xia wanted to mention now was the game - he mentioned it before when Wei Xia lost, and then received bad feedback, and summarized a very useful rule: Don't talk to him about the ball when Wei Xia lost.

"Since you have moved this mouth, just eat it. If you do it occasionally, there will be no problem!" Wei Qiu encouraged him to trade depravity for peace.

Wei Xia was eating her brother's snacks, as if she was drunk with Coke, and she couldn't hold on: "Do you still remember? When we were still in Philadelphia, you often came to my room to steal expired snacks, but I actually put them there secretly."

“What? Expired snacks?”

"Ah...you heard it wrong."

"Hold it secretly?" Wei Qiu filtered out Wei Xia's quibbling, "I think you just put it on purpose!"

"My dear brother, let him go over the past. Expired snacks a few years ago won't make you live longer. Aren't you very good now? Look, your neck is thicker than my thighs and your belly is rounder than my butt. When we two stood outside, almost everyone felt that you were stronger than me."

Wei Xia's rainbow is so full of support from Wei Qiule.

"You are obviously mocking me for being fat, why do I feel very happy?"

"Because this is a kind-hearted satire, and a kind-hearted satire is just like a kind-hearted lie. As long as it is kind-hearted, it is all kind-hearted."
To be continued...