Is this your level in the playoffs?

Is this the ability?

Are you serious?

Harden looked at Tang Qian and was a little at a loss, because the gaze of No. 29 really made him feel a little uncomfortable. It was as if he had been waiting for a long-awaited duel between masters, but his opponent turned out to be a big importer.

Think about it, what kind of state of mind did Ye Gucheng feel when he saw someone playing a flute on the top of the Forbidden City instead of Ximen blowing snow after all the mental construction he had done? This mental construction was in vain.

Ah, there is no point in being nervous, there is no point in putting on such a big posture and getting ready.

Now Harden gave Tang Qian the feeling that what Ye Gucheng saw on the top of the Forbidden City was the flute playing at the south gate instead of the snow blowing at the west gate.

For a moment, the look in his eyes was so complicated that it almost made Harden feel embarrassed.

Although my brother Deng is loved by everyone, has flowers blooming, is a bad guy in nightclubs, and has read countless stocks, you can't look at me like this.

But soon Lakers No. 29's eyes turned from doubtful and disbelieving to cold and disappointed, which made Harden's head blistered with fog.

What do you mean? I'm thinking that I didn't provoke you this time. Why are you "cold" and "disappointed" again?

You Orientals are really difficult to deal with.

Can your mood be more stable?
Chapter completed!