NBA Backer King

  Chapter 51 Rewards for Collectibles

After leaving the player tunnel, Barkley changed the subject and said: "Old K, you should also increase some near-the-basket offense from now on, don't care about the shooting percentage, the most important thing for you now is to hone, the game is the best training because there is real confrontation here, understand?"

   "Okay, Charles, I'll just shoot a few more shots in the end. You save a few shots and give it to me." Wang Tiejun nodded.

   "Don't think about it, just your poor near-basket attack success rate, I gave it to you, how can you win the game?" Barkley shook his head like a splash drum.

   "Stingy! You still want me to help you win the championship, why don't you give me a workout?" Old Wang said.

   "You grab someone else's." Buckley chuckled.

   "This can't be done, Charles, who did you let him rob?" Dan Marley suddenly shouted.

Old K is the main force. If you want to grab a shot, the biggest chance is of course to grab the shots of other main players. He is a shooting guard. I don't want to be robbed.

   "Dan, are you out of your mind? Old K is a center. He has to feed the ball from the outside. Who can he grab?" Danny Ainge teased.

   "Yeah, I forgot."

  Dan Marley patted his head and laughed.

   Back in the locker room, Wang Tiejun saw Kevin Johnson who came back first and they were taking off their jerseys, and immediately shouted: "Slow down, brothers, that guy Mourning has repeatedly provoked us, we have to find them."

   "GOGOGO! Let's block the locker room."

   Kevin Johnson quickly put the jersey he took off on his body.

   "Then do it, the reporter can't fight, that rookie Mourning can **** him." Barkley shouted.

   "GOGOGO, let's block the door."

  Wang Tiejun waved his hand excitedly and turned around to go out first.

   Behind him, a group of giants rushed out like a flood.

The head coach Paul Westphal panicked, he was just a rookie head coach, how could he stop this group of hormonal guys, he could only hurriedly said to the assistant coach: "Hurry up and contact Mr. Colangelo, he Where did you go?"

   "He seems to be interviewed by reporters in the player tunnel." The assistant coach said.

   "Call security, let's hurry up and follow." Paul Westphal waved his hand, signaling several coaches and trainers to follow.

  Player channel, Colangelo was indeed interviewed by the media, and it was Rob Lundgren who interviewed him.

"Mr. Colangelo, Old K is riddled with black material off the court, violent incidents on the court are frequent, and his strength is weak, his skills are poor, he has only brute force, he is a typical stealth man at the end, you signed him with a big contract, regret it ?"

   asked Lundgren.

"In fact, you should ask the Hornets. Mourning's contract with the Hornets is as high as more than 10 million US dollars, but his performance tonight is not as good as the old K. You have to ask the Hornets, do they regret it?" Colangelo Luo smiled.

   "But Mourning is an upright American. He is strong, tough, tough, with comprehensive skills and infinite potential. And old K, he is a criminal." Lundgren smiled.

Colangelo's expression suddenly became serious, and he said in a warning tone: "Mr. Reporter, his current status is no different from yours, you must understand that what you just said was a slander against him, you can be prosecuted, I promise you will lose the case, you understand?"

  Lundgren froze for a moment, then smiled dryly: "Okay, I admit, he is a prisoner released from labor reform."

   "What do you mean?" Colangelo asked suspiciously.

  Lundgren smugly said: "This is the name given to him in China, a mark he will never try to erase.

   As far as I know, because of his criminal record, his immediate family members will be greatly restricted in terms of employment, studies, etc. This restriction is called political review in China, which is also called Zhengzhi review.

   In other words, he and his immediate family, including his future wife and children, have become second-class citizens in China. "

"what?"

   Colangelo was stunned, he didn't understand the situation at all.

   In fact, not only did he not understand, Wang Tiejun didn't understand it himself, and Zhang Lili, who knew the situation, didn't dare to tell him.

   Looking at the proud Lundgren, he suddenly had an idea, since he became a second-class citizen in China, why not mobilize old K to immigrate to the United States?

  Thinking of this made him happy.

   If old K immigrates, he does not have to pay any price at all. The most welcome in the United States are elites from all over the world, and old K immigrates to the United States, of course he is happy to see it.

It's very simple, if Old K becomes an American, he will gain greater recognition in the United States and the NBA. The identity of Chinese people will always be greatly rejected here. Chinese-Americans will be better, which is related to Old K's strength. It doesn't matter.

   At this moment, a large group of Wang Tiejun rushed through the fork in the player passage.

   "Charles, Kevin, what are you doing?"

   There is the visiting team's locker room. Thinking of the few conflicts on and off the field just now, Colangelo asked quickly.

  Barkley hesitantly said: "Boss, this, let's go to the Hornets to condolences, after all, they lost tonight, they will be very sad."

   "Yes, boss, that's it." Kevin Johnson quickly agreed.

   "Well, yes, sir, we have to learn to pity the weak, they need our comfort now." Glancing at Lundgren behind Colangelo, Pharaoh also said.

   "Okay, go back to me, go back to the locker room, don't make trouble for me." Colangelo didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and hurried over to signal them to go back.

   His prestige was too high in Phoenix, and he also held a senior position in the NBA league. Barkley and others didn’t even have the idea of ​​disobedience, so they had no choice but to return.

   "Mr. Colangelo, you should let them go." Lundgren said regretfully.

   "Okay, Mr. Reporter, let's stop here for this interview."

   Colangelo glanced at Lundgren, a look of disgust flashed in the depths of his eyes, but he nodded silently, and after explaining a sentence, he turned and left.

   Returning to the locker room, Wang Tiejun entered the bathroom, turned on the system habitually while taking a shower, and glanced at it.

   He didn't have the mental preparation to be rewarded. Although he played a double-double today, this is his second double-double, so there should be no reward.

"what!"

   But as soon as he turned on the system, he was excited.

   "Congratulations to the host, you have the opponent's basket as a trophy, and you will be rewarded with 200 points."

"Ha ha!"

   He laughed excitedly, now he has 350 points,

   "Old K, what are you laughing at?" asked Barkley, who was picking up soap next to him.

  Wang Tiejun glanced at Fliggy's huge buttocks and said with a smile: "Get up, don't wait, Charles, no one here is interested in you."

"damn it!"

  Buckley reacted and didn't bother to pick up the soap anymore, stood up and scolded with a smile: "Old K, you don't want so many beautiful women delivered to your door. Did you try the taste in prison and become addicted?"

"Ha ha…"

   Everyone in the bathroom laughed.

  Pharaoh said angrily, "Nonsense, I'm looking for the most beautiful female movie star, it's not my habit to be hungry."

   "Then you should go to the Knicks, or the Lakers, there are too many female stars." Kevin Johnson joked.

   "That won't work. At most, I'll ask my wife to introduce a few models to Old K. It's guaranteed to be beautiful and exciting, no worse than female stars." Buckley said quickly.

   His wife is a white model, and he has a lot of high-quality resources in this regard.

   "Then introduce him, I think old K has been hungry for too long, and I can hear him wailing." Danny Anji glanced at Wang Tiejun's big guy and joked with a smile.

"Ha ha…"

  Pharaoh stood proudly, causing everyone in the bathroom to burst into laughter.

   (end of this chapter)