"I know that you guarded Durant at a critical moment. I don't doubt you at all, Stephen. Because you are the best player I have ever worked with." Wayne walked up and touched Curry's hand.

head.

Now, what Wayne has to do is to make Curry forget last year's defeat and play this year's game with confidence.

Well, if Paul had been at the scene, he would probably have severed the father-son relationship with Wayne on the spot.

Sure enough, love will disappear!

"Well, this time, we will definitely win to the end and go to the finals!" Curry nodded vigorously, the two looked at each other and smiled, and then started shooting together to prepare for tomorrow's first game.

I don’t know how long I have been practicing. Wayne was throwing and throwing when he suddenly heard a familiar call: "Wei, your daughter asked you to go home and read her a bedtime story."

Wayne turned his head, and sure enough, his wife was here.

"Why are you here?"

"What's more, you haven't been home for dinner in a few days? My daughter misses you.

And your son, after you sent him to Los Angeles, did you really entrust him to Kobe? When will you take him home?"

"What!? In addition to Curry and Paul, I have a son? Damn, I almost forgot!" Wayne pretended to be surprised, while Sharapova shook her head.

Since my husband's comeback, his condition seems to have gotten worse.

"Go home and have a good rest so you can play the game tomorrow. And you, Stephen, too."

After Sharapova finished speaking, she saw several trainers besides Wayne and Curry.

I thought that it would be a bit embarrassing for Wayne to drag him home like this.

The famous Wei Zhanshen is actually a strict wife. If this news spreads, let others think.

Although at home, Sharapova takes the initiative during physical training.

But outside, you still have to give men enough face.

So, Sharapova picked up a basketball and stood on the free throw line: "Well, let's make a bet. If I score this ball, will you go home with me?"

Before Wayne and Curry could react, Sharapova was on the free throw line. With her back to the basket, she leaned back and threw the ball backwards toward the basket.

After all, he is also a professional athlete, so he still has some sports skills. The basketball hit the backboard and bounced into the frame. Sharapova raised her arms: "Let's go! I am willing to admit defeat!"

Wayne opened his hands to everyone: "Hey, I can't help it, my luck is a bit bad. You can continue practicing, I will leave first."

After walking into the tunnel, Wayne kissed his wife.

"There is a game tomorrow and you can't go home to eat. Don't be angry."

"I'm not angry, I'm just worried about your health, stupid. After this season, what are your plans? Will you renew your contract?"

Wayne shrugged and said, "You can keep fighting. There are many things you can do without fighting."

But the premise is to win the championship, which is the biggest purpose of Wayne's comeback.

"Besides, I'm not done with this season yet."

The streets of Portland are brightly lit at night, filled with posters of Wayne and fans wearing No. 0 jerseys. The atmosphere of the Western Conference Finals is very strong.

Sharapova looked at the scene on the street, then turned to look at the co-pilot, shook her head and smiled.
Chapter completed!