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Chapter seven hundred and thirty-eight live to old, learn old

70 wins make Wei Xia's MVP as stable as Mount Tai.

Cousins ​​missed the Heat, who was the main player, and defeated him, winning the 71st win of the season, second only to the 96th Bulls' 72 wins. It can be said that no one can compete with him anymore.

This season, Wei Xia once again attended 82 games, averaging 37 minutes and 24 seconds per game, scoring 26.6 points, 7.7 rebounds, 6.7 assists, 2.6 steals and 1.5 blocks, with three shooting percentages of 53%, 44%, and 91%.

Although the hit rate club always omits a fraction of the hit rate, if you are serious, Wei Xia is only 2% away from the legendary 200% club.

For the first time since 2010, Wei Xia was not the regular season scoring champion.

After leading the team alone for five years, he finally had his own championship team, just like Kobe in 2008, embarked on the journey to prove himself.

“What does it feel like to win 71?”

The reporter's question made him smile: "70 wins (original) and 71 wins are the second record in history, so I don't feel anything."

"LeBron said they will get better in the playoffs, do you think the Heat still have no effort to do it?" The reporter's question pointed to Miami.

"Maybe, I don't know." Wei Xia seemed to be in a bad mood for the interview.

Regardless of his mood, the media will keep raising questions.

From the scene to the press conference, the locker room was his shelter, but it was limited to time.

Walking into the locker room, every teammate slams his high-high.

"MVP, you beat LeBron up completely." Hayward complimented.

"Thank you." Wei Xia slapped her high and sat down.

After a while, Jay Wright came in to summarize, and then brought Wei Xia and others to the press conference.

During the 20-minute press conference, Wei Xia answered many questions. After all, he asked Wright for leave.

"Please leave? Of course." Wright smiled, "Thank you for your hard work, Wish."

Wei Xia has been through it with a hard time with a smile, and it is indeed hard work. This is his first year as Michael Jordan, Kobe Bryant, and LeBron James.

For the first time he received so much attention, his heartfelt rejection and disgust made him believe that he was still as tired of it as he used to be.

He wanted to prove himself to Los Angeles that from the first year, the pressures had left him breathless.

Maybe he still does, but he will still hate his life as much as he is today.

The regular season is over, and his pace of life will slow down.

The regular season can make players famous, and the playoffs are the place to become famous.

Weisha returns home, and Elaine Trovis is preparing his new book.

She is going to write a biography of people, and for this purpose, she needs to consult a lot of information and interview a lot of people.

"I'm going to Boston tomorrow." Wei Xia told her.

"Because of grandpa?" Elaine turned around and asked.

"Well," Wei Xia said, "I promised Grandpa that after the regular season, I would take him out of the hospital and play for a day."

Elaine closed her notebook and leaned against Wei Xia: "The playoffs are coming, this may be your last holiday before the end of the season, enjoy it."

"Felix?"

Elaine didn't expect that in just one minute, Wei Xia fell asleep.

His sleepiness made him fall asleep, but his game tonight was not seriously consumed, and the Heat were hit into garbage time.

Obviously, what made him tired was not on the court, but outside the court.

"Get a good rest." Elaine kissed Wei Xia's cheek, turned off the light, got off the bed, took her laptop to the living room and continued her work.

In the old world, Havlicek ended his regular season like Wei Xia in reality.

In the 1970-71 season, Haflicecke's data reached the peak of his career: he played in 81 games, averaging 31.2 points, 9 rebounds and 8 assists per game.

It will take some time before they hang the 12th championship flag above the old Boston Gardens. They need the growth of Dave Coins, Joe Joe White, and Don Chaney's progress. The champion cannot expect a single player. Regarding this quarter, it is naturally clear that the Celtics who defeated Chamberlain, who had the ultimate personal ability in basketball history many times in the last decade.

The biggest change that Weisha gave Haflicek was the improvement of his data.

If Wei Xia hadn't intervened, Havlicek should have averaged 28.9 points per game this year, rather than 31.2 points.

In addition to the increase in average scores, there are also assists per game, which is 0.5 more than the previous average of 7.5 points per game.

Unfortunately, he averaged 31.2 points per game and couldn't win the scoring champion.

This year's scoring champion belongs to Kareem Jabbar, who is sophomore Jabbar, who averages 31.7 points per game with a shooting percentage of 57.7%.

Considering that he still has 16 rebounds per game, considering that he is the team's main attacker, and considering that he is only in the second grade, this performance is the strongest second grade in history.

The changes that Weisha brought to Haflicek also extended from the field to the outside.

He expanded Haflicek's connections.

In reality, Wei Xia often makes evil with his opponents, and in Haflicek, he restrains himself. Just like when he travels to Bird, he plays Bird well, and when he comes to Haflicek, he becomes Haflicek well.

He helped Haflicek make many unexpected friends, one of them was Pete Malawich.

They originally just met and said hello to each other, but now they often talk to each other.

Some time ago, Auerbach heard about this from somewhere. He had already put down his teaching stick and came to the training hall to chat with Haflicek.

When they talked about Malawi, Havlicek admitted that he often contacted the pistol by phone.

Through Havlicek's memories, Weisha recalled Auerbach's eyes at that time.

There was surprise and joy in his eyes, but he didn't show any of it.

He just said, "Listen, I don't care which bitch you have a good friend!"

Haflicek didn't take it to heart at that time, and he thought that a reporter from a media outlet offended Auerbach again, otherwise why would he be so angry?

Wei Xia felt that things were not that simple when she recalled it.

After Bill Russell's generation retired, the turmoil experienced by the Celtics was not only the departure of heroes, but also the frequent changes of their bosses.

The boss in the past didn’t care about the market, he only cared about victory. But now, in addition to winning, he also hopes to sell more tickets.

Therefore, the core composition of the Celtics must please the locals.

As the only legacy of the dynasty, Havlicek naturally became the core of reconstruction. Dave Coins's joining made the Celtic skin color correct in the color of Boston.

No matter how stubborn Bostonians are, how they whitewash themselves in later generations, or how they say that fans of that year only like elegant ice hockey, it is impossible to explain why the regular season attendance rate in the 1960s, which had 9 championships in 10, and the worst attendance rate in the 10, 2 championships in 10, are better than the best attendance rate in the 1960s.

Malawic is the most adorable guy in this generation. Weisha is sure that Auerbach has taken a scrutiny about him.

His/Havlicek's heart beats quickly, yes, he changed history.

Maybe if he wakes up tomorrow and checks Malawi's information, he will find that his resume is very different.

This year, the Celtics won 44 and ranked third in the Pacific Division.

Due to the competition system at that time, the 44-win Celtics did not enter the playoffs. According to regulations, the top two in each division entered the playoffs. There are four divisions in the east and west, and the first division in each division played against the second in another division in the first round of the playoffs.

The Celtics' 44 wins in the Central Division can squeeze the Atlanta Hawks out of the playoffs.

The Hawks only won 36 games, and they all came to give away their heads no matter how they looked. But this is the game system. In the future, even the best player of the 70s, Tiangou Kareem will be squeezed out of the playoffs for the same reason. However, Jabbar implemented the tradition of Lakers superstars losing and not losing. He was squeezed out of the playoffs but was voted for by players as the MVP of the season, making a huge joke 1.

Missing the playoffs for two consecutive years is not shameful for Haflicecke, the natural champion.

But the time has not come, so he can only endure it.

After spending a day in Haflicek, Weisha strolled to the old days.

Wei Xia skipped the Hawks' game. For this season, including actual combat and watching, he has more than 200 games against the Hawks, and he is almost vomiting. Although he can directly choose the light curtain for next season's game, he did not do that in order to be consistent with the timeline where Haflicecke is. Therefore, he chose the Milwaukee Bucks, the absolute overlord of this season.

Weisha opened her eyes and saw Kareem Jabbar warming up with his famous sky hook.

If there are any other techniques in the 1970s that will shock the world after modern reappearance, then it can only be Jabbar's Tiange.

Wei Xia once asked Jabbar for advice, but the other party's bad attitude made their communication end before they became friendly.

Wei Xia really couldn't imagine how good he was? He has a reputation in the league. Not to mention how much Havlicek benefited from his expanded connections, just like in reality, he can easily enable James to go all out with him with a friendly attitude, and even get along with Kobe in a relatively peaceful way.

He is so good that he can't handle Jabbar.

He decided to try it again.

Wei Xia ran along the sideline to the opposite position.

"Hondo, is there anything wrong?" asked Bucks coach Larry Costello.

"Nothing big... How is Karim feeling today?" Wei Xia asked.

Colangelo looked at Jabbar who was warming up and said, "It's pretty good. He ate a lot and looked full of energy. I think he's already in the state, but he was unlucky last night. A few stupid racists threw shit on his car..."

"Haha..." Weisha wanted to be friendly, so he approached Jabbar, "Karim, I heard that your shit fell from the sky yesterday?"

Jabbar looked back unhappily: "Is there anything wrong?"

"No, no..." Wei Xia treated her smile, "There are indeed many idiots in this world. I really feel sorry for you, man."

Wei Xia may not have noticed that something was wrong with her tone, nor did he notice that his smile made his words change in Jabbar's eyes.

If his purpose was to give Jabbar a good impression of him, then he had a perfect counter-effect.

That night, Jabbar held anger and made every shot with his left and right hands, making Coins' eyes look ashamed, with 58 points, 20 rebounds and 4 assists in the game.

After the game, Coins was so ashamed that he wanted to hit the wall, and Wei Xia stopped him.

This game is over.

The next day, Wei Xia woke up and found that the game last night had become a historical fact. In other words, the hatred he provoked on behalf of Havlicek became history. There was also that game, with 58 points and 20 rebounds, which scored 2 points more than Jabbar's single-game score in the original history.

What's even more exaggerated is that the delayed video of this game was leaked.

The problem is even more serious now.

Because the anger of Jabbar has become history. In the future, if Wei Xia wants to have sex with Jabbar, she can only continue to be warm and cold ass. She may also flatter her long legs because of her talent...

"Hondo, can you understand it right? Although we made a bad impression on Karim, it was all about making ourselves better, isn't it?"

He murmured to himself sinfully.
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