“GOOD-GAME！”

The players on both sides shouted this sentence almost in unison.

This phrase, which is widely used in the field of e-sports, is generally the words of the losing side, when deciding to admit defeat, first indicate that the opponent played a good game.

At this time, it was shouted from the mouths of the two teams, but no one felt that they were showing weakness.

The Celtics played a wonderful game, with undoubted defensive tactics, terrifying tactical execution, perfect mentality, and no chaotic offensive and defensive rhythm under the big scene.

The tactical literacy of this Celtics team and the super big heart attributes that all members possess may only be comparable to the Spurs that took out the Heat with the flames of revenge in 2014 in the timeline of you and me.

And under this tactical coordination, this Celtics team is more terrifying than that Spurs team:

They also have three all-time level tournament "takeovers".

In the final moments of this game, Paul Pierce won the game after throwing in a quasi-final shot with one heads-up after another.

Because of the existence of Garnett and Ray Allen, even if Philadelphia knew that at this time, it was impossible for Iguodala to defend against Pierce alone, but Philadelphia had no way.

Bag clip Pierce? With whom to go? Lowry? After going up, let Rondo be the receiving point, and watch the big-hearted Rondo magician handle the ball generally?

Carney? Waiting for Pierce to send a pass, Ray Allen sword snow throat?

Chen Mu? Block Pierce's offense and then watch Garnett walk the game away with his trademark mid-range shot?

Philadelphia had no choice but to defend alone.

Sometimes, no choice is the worst option, and that was the case for Philadelphia in the final round.

Sometimes, there is no choice. Again, it's the best choice.

In the last attack, the baby knew that Philadelphia would give the ball to Chen Mu to find three points alone, and the Celtics had no choice, let alone a choice, everyone stepped forward and killed Chen Mu.

As for the rest, leave it to the heavens to decide......!

Because the opponent in front of us is an opponent worthy of respect and more worthy of our full struggle.

They deserve any accolades, just like us.

“HEY。 CHEN。 ”

The players of the two teams high-fived each other and hugged each other, and the players who knew each other talked to each other and whispered a few words in each other's ears before they parted for a long time.

Chen Mu let go of Rondo's hand, nodded to Rondo, praised Rondo's magical view of the court, and a familiar voice sounded in his ears.

“HEY。 KG。 ”

Kevin Garnett, standing beside Chen Mu, had a smile on his face.

"I didn't expect it to hit this time."

Garnett stepped forward and smiled at Chen Mu.

"I didn't expect to one day. I'm going to provoke you face to face. ”

Chen Mu also smiled.

"Your trash talk is another twenty years to be honed." Garnett feigned contempt.

"Your jump shot is so iron-blooded, it's killing me." Chen Mu reached out and rubbed his arm.

"Mud Kai!" Garnett rolled his eyes angrily.

"This is my home turf, Ni Song Kai." Chen Mu did not show weakness.

"Your home field has been captured by me, what a smug!" Garnett nodded.

"You're getting old soon. I respect the old and love the young, and I'll just give you one last chance. Chen Mu pointed to the floor under his feet: "Any time you come here in the future, you won't be able to win." ”

“…… Arrogant, you Kiki! Garnett was stunned for a moment before he reacted. Stretched out his hand and slapped Chen Mu.

"Didn't you learn from your immoral seniors?" Chen Mu smiled and shook his head.

"I've heard a lot of people provoke me, do you know what happened to them later?" Pierce didn't know where to come up, chewed gum, reached out and made a motion to wipe his neck, and said to Chen Mu half-seriously and half-jokingly: "They are all buried by me......!" ”

"I'm not like them."

Chen Mu shook his head, glanced at Pierce and said, "What they said was a provocation, but mine was not." ”

"What's that? Is it delusional? Hahahaha......"

Ray Allen rarely stepped forward and told a bad joke, only to find that no one responded to him at all.

Looking back, Pierce and Garnett's eyes have changed, and the two Hall of Fame players who have played countless games actually have a trace of ...... on their faces

A feeling that borders on fear.

"What I say is an oracle."

On the other side of Lei Allen's side, Chen Mu's voice sounded faintly.

"The oracle, that is, the will of God, is something that will definitely happen, I just told you in advance."

In Chen Mu's eyes, the never-extinguishing fire of basketball was burning, and he said word by word: "Next year, no matter when I meet you, I will kill you." ”

The Big Three couldn't say a word, and suddenly there seemed to be a cold wind blowing in their faces, making them shudder.

"Hahaha? The subject is a little more verve than learning, right? Hahahaha......! ”

…… Damn, I can't even believe the punctuation marks of what this Chinese kid says......!!!

"Seriously, GOOD-GAME."

After some frolicking, Chen Mu stepped forward and stretched out a palm to the Big Three.

“GOOD-GAME。”

The triumvirate glanced at each other, and then the last trace of estrangement on their faces disappeared completely.

The arms of the three of them were spread out together, Chen Mu was stunned, and when he reacted, he had been deeply embraced by three opponents who had been grappling for a whole round of the series.

"It's a lot of fun, if only there were 100 games in the series!" Garnett smiled, tears glistening in the corners of his eyes.

"Come on, I'm old, I can't fight a hundred games, I want to fight ninety-nine games by yourself, and I'll fight the last one." Pierce chewed gum, his nose was also sour, and looked at Chen Mu with a smile.

"Don't listen to the two of them, a hundred games are impossible, there is a probability of a large score split in the even, and a round series can only be a total odd number of games." Ray Allen shows the true colors of a scholar.

"You three old men are so noisy." Chen Mu frowned and pretended to be disgusted.

The four stars hugged for a long, long time, and what they said was not fully recorded under the countless camera footage.

But it wasn't until many years later that people looked back on Chen Mu's first personal documentary and saw this picture that they suddenly realized:

This moment. It was the last obstacle to the rise of the Philadelphia dynasty in the future.

The three men who hugged Chen Mu were supposed to be the gatekeepers of the east for at least three to five years. But after this hug, the two sides, each fighting for different teams, embarked on completely different paths.

Chen Mu, who has never been defeated twice by the same opponent, together with his Philadelphia 76ers, has embarked on the most terrifying road to domination since the Lakers OK combination.

The Boston Celtics, on the other hand, became a footnote in history a year after winning a championship and being considered a superpower in history.

Years later, people will talk about this past. When it comes to this hug, people will remember the toughness and horror of the Celts. But the process of this horror being completely shattered is the most evocative classic after the new king ascended the throne.

This kind of aftertaste, of course, is also a reminiscence of the strength and dominance of this historical Celtic team. But more, when it comes to this Celtic team, people are already preparing for the blowing of Chen Mu.

It's like mentioning the Pistons Bad Boys and starting to blow Jordan.

The Celtics Big Three is Chen Mu's last touchstone in the East.

"See you next season......!"

Hug over. Garnett waved his hand at Chen Mu, and finally took a deep look at this opponent that he would never be able to completely "kill".

"You're not going to the draft?"

Chen Mu asked with a smile.

"I don't know, I don't agree with the 'draft', I guess I won't be allowed to go!"

Garnett shrugged.

"Then get out!"

Chen Mu smiled and waved his hand and began to "send off guests".

“……@#￥￥%……**！！！”

Garnett scolded. The quality is as touching as Chen Mu.

“76ERS！ 76ERS！ 76ERS！ 76ERS！ ”

Inside the stadium, the fans haven't left, and they know what they've just witnessed. It was the last game of the season in Philadelphia.

They just want to accompany their heroes until the last moment.

“SAY-SOMETHING。”

Iguodala reassured Carney. Returning to Chen Mu's side, he said: "If the last game of the previous season was at home, Aaron would have said something. ”

"I heard that."

Chen Mu nodded, remembering that spring a few years ago, Iverson publicly said to Vajovia for the first time that Chen Mu was his best brother.

It's like a world away, ......!

Now, is it my turn?

Is it my turn to deliver the oracle to the fans here?

So, let's say a few words......!

"Uh-huh!"

Taking the microphone from the staff, the Celtic players, as well as the visiting fans, had already left the stadium.

In the Wajovia Center arena, in addition to the players and coaching staff of the Philadelphia 76ers, the people who are still standing in the stands are all die-hard fans.

They want to hear a few words, which can be long or simple.

They need to hear the words of the team owner who will never give up after such a defeat that people are unwilling to accept no matter what.

While Iverson was still around, Allen, the god of war, was fond of saying something after the last home game. Allen, who has a strong street atmosphere, will always use that unique voice to babble a lot, from teammates to coaches, from fans to opponents, after some expression, and then a little incitement, to have a tear-jerking ending.

In previous seasons, Philadelphia's last games were unfortunately away, so in the four years since he joined Philadelphia, Chen Mu has not made even one season speech.

What kind of speech style will the new Soul of Philadelphia be......?

"Uh-huh, can you hear me?"

Chen Mu held the microphone, tried the sound, and after getting a response from the fans, he looked at the fans, players, coaches, staff, and even the directors and cameras of the documentary crew with depressed faces.

Chen Mu, bowing his head slightly, looked at the center of the court, the Philadelphia 76ers logo that carried countless glories, and spoke:

"The season speech, this year I'm going to talk about it, I'm only going to say one sentence, so everyone listened to me carefully!"

What the......??

Hearing Chen Mu's words, everyone was shocked.

Just one word......??

The season presentation is not a formal, must-do thing, but it is ......

You only say one sentence, it's too inappropriate, right??

All of us are waiting here and not leaving, what do you think it is for?

I just want to hear that I haven't heard a season speech in four years!

But you're good, just come up and say just one word......??

Are you kidding us?

And the Philadelphia players on the bench, including Carlisle's coaching staff, all felt that something was wrong.

This guy is not a fool who will be casual at such a time.

When he says he wants to say one word, it must really be just one sentence.

And this sentence will certainly not be some meaningless perfunctory.

This sentence must be crucial.

"Listen up......!"

Chen Mu raised his head, the fire burst out in his eyes, and his eyes swept fiercely across every corner of Vajovia, and he said loudly:

"Next year, the championship ......!!!"

Vajovia, fell into absolute silence for a short time, without the slightest sound, not even a single breath.

Everyone was dumbfounded, and some people even wondered if there was something wrong with their ears, and they heard Chen Mu's words wrong, Chen Mu was not talking about the championship just now, but about "having a good draft" and "making a deal" and something like that.

It wasn't until someone hit the ground with a drink in their hand, and the owner of the drink was convinced of what he had heard, so he ignored the spilled drink and began to applaud slowly.

It was only then that everyone realized what the oracle that had just sounded in Vachovia meant.

In this lonely applause, Chen Mu raised his eyes, gave a thumbs up to the applauding fans, then dropped the microphone, strode directly to the sidelines, and did not look back at all.

1、2、3。

Three seconds later, Vajovia ......

"Whoop!!!!!!! (To be continued.) )

PS: Next year...... Overall Winner!!