Compared with the other people on his team, or the stars around the league, Chen Xi's social circle was undoubtedly much smaller.
It wasn't that he couldn't keep in touch with people; he just couldn't be bothered. That was why he treasured these everyday chats with his family all the more.
The sun rose and set, and two days passed in the blink of an eye...
Soon, it was the evening of May 30.
The highly anticipated NBA Finals were underway once again at Barclays Center.
Game 2 between the Thunder and Nets once again drew countless eyes at its scheduled time.
Beneath the dazzling spotlights, the two teams continued their fierce battle.
Though in theory, the previous game hadn't actually been all that intense~~
After a brief player introduction, both teams came to center court and took their positions.
As usual, Chen Xi pretended to adjust the elbow pad on his left arm, then smiled and nodded at Harden in front of him. Only then did he head to his spot and wait for the game to begin.
The whistle blew.
Davis and Claxton battled for the tip-off once again.
This time, though, AD's reaction was unexpectedly half a beat slow, keeping him from reaching the ball in time.
And so, the Brooklyn Nets won the right to launch the first attack of the night.
James Harden dribbled slowly across midcourt and arrived at the top of the key.
He waved over Claxton for an on-ball screen, took a dribble to pull left, then raised his hand and fired a three.
Dang!!
The ball bounced off the rim.
Let's try one! Let's try one~~
Unfortunately, Harden's opening attempt to test his touch didn't go in.
Batum secured the rebound.
The Thunder pushed the counter-attack.
Westbrook dribbled across