.Chapter 361 Go and see my father

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In the grudges and hatreds in A, the hatred between Reggie Miller and Michael Jordan should definitely rank in the top three. Every time Michael Jordan faces Reggie Miller, both of them are indispensable to the competition from verbalism to ball skills. Michael Jordan once slapped Reggie Miller, and Reggie Miller once pushed Michael Jordan away to kill the Bulls, in the 1990s.

aThe two best shooting guards have dedicated countless classics to people.ishu."

"Before yesterday's game, Michael Jordan faced the reporters' interview and decided to announce that the final score of this round of playoffs would be 4:0, but like the classic scenes in the past, Reggie Miller led his Pacers to fight back. They beat the Wizards in the first three quarters. At the end of the third quarter, the Pacers actually led by 27 points. Everything seemed to be over. Reggie Miller seemed to slap Michael Jordan in the mouth again."

"At this moment, Kwame Brown stood up, and Michael Jordan personally selected successor Kwame Brown stood up. He first smashed the rebound with a powerful dunk in 1 minute and 55 seconds to arouse the morale of the team. Then he made a three-pointer near the center line in 2 minutes and 34 seconds. He was like God possessed, stirring the Pacers' defense into a ball. In the last quarter, he won 20 points and overtaken the score with 4 seconds left."

"109:108, the Wizards led the Pacers by 1 point, and there were 4 seconds left in the game. Isaiah Thomas called a timeout to arrange the Indiana Pacers' last shot. Just as everyone knew that the Bulls' last shot was to Michael Jordan, everyone also knew that the Pacers' execution Pacers' last shot was only Reggie Miller. Previously, Reggie Miller never missed the last shot in the key game, and it was obvious that this game was also a very critical game and the last moment of the game."

"The game started again, Brad Miller stood on the sideline and prepared to serve. Everyone in the stadium held their breath and stared at the guy wearing No. 31 jersey and No. 23 jersey. Everyone thought another classic moment had arrived. Facing the decisive killing, Reggie Miller, who had never missed the game, this time facing the biggest creditor of his life, would he be able to kill the throat with one sword again like in 1996? Or would Michael Jordan end the 13-year-old grudge in the last playoffs in his career with a perfect defense. Ishu."

"The stadium is silent, no one is talking, and even the DJ is now tense and dare not say a word loudly. They are afraid of missing the most classic second."

"Isaiah Thomas was sitting on the sidelines and clapped. Everyone on the Pacers bench clapped. The fans in the stadium didn't know what happened, and didn't know why Isaiah Thomas clapped, but in the next moment, they suddenly realized that the Wizards no longer defended, Michael Jordan no longer defended closely, and Reggie Miller. Reggie Miller put the ball under his hands and spent the last 4 seconds. The referee blew the whistle, and Reggie Miller threw the basketball into the air, and then he and Michael Jordan hugged each other..."

"Reggie Miller said: I don't need to respect anyone, including Jordan Michael Jordan, also said: I can respect anyone, except for Reggie Miller. Both are so special skills, they are so proud and peerless. No one has ever thought that the two people will reconcile in the final way, and they will reconcile in this way, but this is the best result. The two most unique shooting guards in the 1990s performed a series of grudges and revenge and finally ended the story between them in the way people most want to see..."

Turning on the TV station, it was found that almost all the TV sports programs were broadcasting yesterday's news of Michael Jordan and Reggie Miller reconciliation, and they were revisiting the grudges and revenge of Reggie Miller and Michael Jordan over the past 13 years, explaining many reasons for their reconciliation at this time. As for my rebounding, the Wizards' record-breaking incident was completely put in place. I think this should be instructed by David Stern, because such a story is beneficial to N.

A promotion and promotion. I turned off the TV and climbed onto the bed again with Ivanka. Trump got tired of it. Although we had been tired of it all day and night, the two of us were still ready to continue to get tired of it during the three-day holiday approved by Michael Jordan and Doug Collins.

"We should decide when to hold the wedding. No matter how late it is, I'm afraid there is no legal hotel. Even if you decide on the Trump Hotel, there may not be a seat." Ivanka Trump kept drawing circles on my chest with his delicate body.

"You're decided!" I kissed Ivanka and Trump said softly on the cheek.

"Ah? What's wrong with you? Why do I decide everything! You don't care about marriage at all. It doesn't matter whether you get married or not!" Ivanka Trump said with his hands on the bed, frowning and dissatisfied.

"I! Baby! Why doesn't the marriage matter matter to me? I am the groom? If it doesn't matter, wouldn't you marry someone else? I can't bear to leave..." I quickly comforted Ivanka and Trump half-jokingly.

"But what have you cared about when it comes to our wedding? So far, there is no time to hold the wedding. Are you doing this so-called performance?" Ivanka Trump asked.

"Aren't I busy? Now that we are at the critical moment of the playoffs, we must be prepared at all times and not be distracted. Once distracted, we are likely..." I explained.

"If you are distracted, I will ask you one thing: Is marriage important or the playoffs important?" Ivanka Trump asked angrily, pouting and angrily.

Is the playoffs important, or is marriage important?

This is a question that is difficult to answer. If the playoffs are important, then Ivanka. Trump will definitely be very unhappy and may have an objection to me because of this. But if marriage is important, it is really against his will. After all, the wedding can be held any time, but the playoffs are only once a year. If you don’t play well, there will be no one.

"Of course, these two are not important. The most important thing is that my little baby should be happy, haha..." I quickly changed the subject and pressed my head against Ivanka. Trump's forehead, and his hands began to scratch her.

"Hate! Hate! Hate! Haha... Ah haha... Stop scratching... I surrender..." Ivanka Trump was shaking and laughing so hard that his branches were trembling, begging for mercy.

"When do you think we will get married?" I stopped my prank hand and looked at the charming face under me with both eyes.

"How about **Anniversary? There are two days of holidays, plus weekends, we will have 4 days of holidays, so that some of our friends will come back to participate." Ivanka Trump took a heavy breath, calmed down the slight that had been tickled by me just now, and said softly.

**Anniversary, July 4th, as the name suggests, is a statutory holiday established for the United States to commemorate **. A two-day statutory holiday, plus weekends, a total of 4 days off. This is one of the good days for Americans to hold a wedding. But I feel it seems a bit too early.

"Is it a bit early? If we make it to the finals, we may not be able to end all the games until mid-June, so there is only less than 20 days of preparation time left..." I put forward my own opinion.

"There is only Labor Day in September, which is only one day's holiday, and it's already very close to your preseason game. Our honeymoon plan will be greatly affected..." Ivanka Trump pouted his bright red mouth.

"Okay! OK! OK!" I quickly raised my hand to surrender and agreed to Ivanka Trump's decision.

"Great!" Ivanka Trump jumped up from the bed and screamed excitedly.

"I'll call my father to tell him the good news..." Ivanka Trump was already impatient to announce the news.

"Dear Mr. Trump, I am very honored to tell you something that will make you very happy... What's the matter? Guess?... No... No... Or is it wrong... I'll tell you! Your dearest daughter must be prepared..." Ivanka Trump happily caught Donald Trump.

Looking at Ivanka and Trump's excited expression, my heart was filled with sweetness, but in the sweetness, my heart felt a little deep. I have developed and I have enough money, but so far I have not returned to my hometown to take a look. I have not gone to my parents' grave to a high fragrance. I feel like I have forgotten my roots. My parents' voice, appearance, and smiles when I was a child appeared in front of me. My heart stinged, and tears slowly fell on my eyes.

"Dear, what's wrong with you? Are you unhappy to marry me?" After Ivanka, who had finished the call, noticed my strangeness, put his arms around my neck and gently sought the reason.

I quickly wiped the tears that were about to overflow my eyes with my arms. My brain thought quickly and tried hard to find a reason for myself in a bad mood.

"My father is still in prison..." I lowered my head and dared not look at Ivanka. Trump, afraid that he would find the panic in my eyes, afraid that he would see my lie.

This reason is very powerful and very good. I originally lived in the bottom of American society with this body. My father was a murderer who brutally killed his lover. He was sentenced to life imprisonment by the US federal court without parole and was detained in the famous Alcatraz Island, California.

Ivanka Trump obviously carefully studied my ancestors for eight generations. She knew about my father in great detail. She blocked my head in her arms and kept stroking my back with her hands. Her motherly nature was filled with brilliance and comforting me: "Sorry, kiss me! Dear..."

Ivanka Trump is very emotional. I could see that she was in a bad mood. I quickly said, "Dear, let's go to California to see my father tomorrow!"

"Yeah!" Ivanka Trump nodded gently.

"Let's go on your honeymoon and go to China! I heard that it's very mysterious..."

"Um!"


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