Basketball Commander

Night, came, snow, stopped.

At the beginning of the lanterns, the whole Philadelphia sank into the festive atmosphere.

Of course, there are not many people on the street, because everyone basically goes home.

Han Miao carried large bags and small bags on his back, which was the "trophies" for the whole day today.

Do you think this is over? How could it be possible that Han Xiaoya next to him is also a lot of big bags...

"Sister, did you forget that we didn't drive today?"

Han Miao tugged at the bag on his body. It contained all the things he bought today, clothes, food and so on.

"Isn't there you? It's just as physical training for you."

Han Xiaoya smiled, and then put her bag on Han Miao again, keeping a small bag for herself. Just kidding, a big man with a height of more than 1.9 meters is beside him, how could he not use it!

"pit……"

Han Miao gritted his teeth, and as expected, he couldn't just go shopping with girls during the holidays, otherwise it would definitely be coolie.

"Go, let's go, the Liberty Bell in front of me, go there for a stroll."

"Sister, with so many things, you want me to watch the clock? Can you go home directly?"

"Sentiment, sentiment, big holiday, somehow go around the clock to meet the scene!"

Han Xiaoya dragged Han Miao away involuntarily. In the daily mode of getting along with the siblings, it can only be said that Han Miao is a passive master.

The Liberty Bell in Philadelphia is crowded with people during the New Year's Eve, because everyone will look forward to the 12 bells in the middle of the night. At Christmas, there are basically no people except for the tourists who come here specially, so the two of them strolling there are also very interesting.

In addition, Han Miao wears a hat and a pile of bags on him, and no one recognizes him.

Also, after all, he hasn't done what Iverson once did. The treatment of "Son of Philadelphia" is not so easy to get.

"This year's Christmas War, the main event is the Lakers and Celtics (set)."

"Well, after all they played in the finals last year."

"Do you envy them?"

"It's fake to say that you don't envy." Han Miao originally wanted to stretch out his hand and scratch his head, but carrying things with both hands made him give up the idea.

"But that was their hard work last year. If you want to play the Christmas game, it must be topical. I'm just a rookie, and the team's record last year is very good...Think about it and it's impossible to let me play."

"It's smart to think so."

Han Xiaoya stomped the snow under her feet "crunch", "You are making rapid progress, and you practice hard every day to become the best player in the league. It's just a matter of time."

"Sister, are you a Wang Po selling melons?"

"Hmm...Forget it, after all, I'm the only one under you. If you don't live up to it, my ranking on the agent list is estimated to plummet."

"Nice, I suddenly felt that it was a very good idea to let you slide a little bit." Han Miao was not afraid to provoke a little bit.

"Huh? Are you itchy? Or, your wallet..."

Han Xiaoya squinted her beautiful eyes and cast a blank look at Han Miao. This guy actually wanted to "scheming" his sister?

"No! No! What I meant just now was to resolutely obey the instructions of my sister, punch James, kick Durant, and dominate the world forever! At the same time, I wish my sister will be on the top of the agent list soon! Become a generation queen!"

Han Miao stunned, after all, currently, in most cases, he still depends on his sister for food...

"Just your skin, all right, make a wish here, and then let's go back, for you to be a coolie today, I will cook."

Make a wish?

Han Miao didn't know what to promise for a while. If he didn't cross over, he would make a wish every day that he would return to the time before the accident with his family.

Maybe it's the daily wishing of the previous life that worked, so that you can bring the system back to ten years ago, right?

"Xiao Hui, did you make my wish?"

Han Miao asked the system in his heart.

"No, I am the "NBA2K20 Big Badge Edition" you bought."

"..." Han Miao was speechless for a while, who would believe this?

"Xiao Hui, stop making trouble, let's talk, why did you show up and why did you help me?"

"Oh, sorry host, today is Christmas, this system automatically turns on the Christmas patch update mode, during this period, we cannot answer your related questions."

Han Miao: "..."

"Hey, why are you in a daze? Hurry up and make a wish and go home."

The sister's voice awakened Han Miao from the communication with the system. Looking at the familiar sister, and thinking of her own life now, Han Miao was deeply moved.

Well, no matter why you found me, why you helped me, Xiaohui, thank you for giving me the opportunity to start all over again.

Hope that your system can go on with me and dominate the NBA!

You can't be a fat man with one bite. If you want the Philadelphia 76ers to win the championship and contract the league, you still need your help!

Han Miao solemnly made his wish before the Liberty Bell in Philadelphia...

"Snee!"

In Hayward's home, Hayward, who was spending time with his family with his girlfriend, suddenly sneezed.

"Snee!"

In another small apartment in Philadelphia, Whiteside, who did not forget to train himself for Christmas, also sneezed!

"Snee!"

In the training hall of a university in Kentucky, a group of players are holding a Christmas dinner. One of them is a little more than two meters tall and has a strong physique. A guy with a dirty braid suddenly sneezed!

"Snee!"

At the same time, a certain university in Washington, which was also a rally in the team, a thin man about two meters away with a pale complexion also sneezed inadvertently!

Uh-huh, it seems that God has heard Han Miao's wish, and even the sneeze has such a rhythm!

"Sister, let's go back."

Of course, Han Miao now does not know that at this time, the four brightest people next to him in the future are actually big together, sneezing!

"Snee!"

The young marshal who was busy in the kitchen at Stevens's home ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ also sneezed inexplicably. He also looked at the window suspiciously. It didn't make sense. The window was clearly closed.

This is Christmas in 2010. On this day, the Bostonians and Los Angelesers continue their grievances. Someone on Miami Beach vowed to win the championship. A gray-haired old man in San Antonio is reading the information of next year’s rookie. Oklahoma. The three young men are determined to make a name for themselves. The German in Dallas dreamed of winning the O'Brien Cup in June!

2010 will eventually pass, and 2011 will be the beginning of the real troubled times.

How far the Philadelphia 76ers Youth Army can go this year, let us wait and see!

"Cheers!"

Steaming hot pot, delicious dishes, to draw the most complete end to this Christmas, through the heat of the hot pot, looking at the smiling sister who is sitting opposite, Han Miao suddenly felt that it would be nice to live again.

Xiao Hui, thank you.

system:……