March Crazy, veritable madness.

North Carolina was poisoned to death by Danzi in the first round. Do you think it's crazy or not?

In the top 16, some people bleed each other. Do you think they are crazy or not?

Someone was spitted on the spot in the semi-finals. Do you think it's crazy or not?

In the final, two big men even vomited each other, do you think they were crazy or not?

Just watching these narratives over and over again, those who don’t know think they are watching a messy show.

The craziest thing is that two people who have been promoted from junior college actually won the championship in the first year of the NCAA, and countless seniors died of sorrow.

Before the start of each NBA season, you can roughly determine which teams the champion will be born.

But in the NCAA Championship, it's really hard for you to make a judgment.

At least no one has seen the Turtle team before the start of this season.

Not to mention anything else, this team is so fucking good-looking, not as domineering as the Husky.

A team with the best score in history is just the quarterfinals, relying on two junior college students to counterattack?

What a joke.

But it is impossible to become possible, this is the charm of March Madness.

It only takes six games to get to the top of obscurity.

The next morning, Li Ang was woken up by the sound of "slap".

When he opened his eyes, Li Ang was startled.

Francis is actually here

Suck your own mouth!

"Damn it, it's true, it's true. I didn't dream! We two really dominate the country! Do you know, I'm so scared that when I woke up, I found that everything yesterday was just a dream!"

Francis looked at Li Ang, tears rolling in his eyes. He didn't know if he was so excited that he shed tears after winning the championship, but he slapped himself into tears.

Li Ang really admires Boss Fu, and his face on both sides was swollen!

He is worthy of being a NCAA champion and is so ruthless in his attacks on himself.

After washing up, Li Ang lay on the bed and opened the system interface.

After winning the championship yesterday, the NCAA season ended, and Li Ang also completed his NCAA Oakley dungeon.

Per game 16+10 data per game, the most difficult task cannot be lost when fighting, and it was even arranged by Li Ang in the first game.

Li Ang then opened the badge interface and reexamined his new gains.

"Badge: The Punisher on the Back.

Effect: greatly improve the lower limb strength of the host when defending the opponent's back to advance when defending the opponent's back."

“Badge: Frontcourt rebounder maniac.

Effect: greatly improves the speed and continuous bounce ability of the host when competing for the frontcourt rebounds."

These two new badges are both Oakley, and the blue-collar flavor is too strong.

Li Ang originally wanted to get a few badges that could increase offensive methods like Jordan's backwards, but it was obvious that Oakley did not have those fancy skills.

After all, Old Oaks' role in the NBA is just a top-notch blue-collar + super bodyguard. His offensive methods are not the same as others' offensive methods.

To put it this way, Li Ang had more offensive methods than Oakley.

Although the offensive methods have not been increased for the time being, these two badges have also been of great help to Li Ang’s foothold in the NBA.

"Back-beating the Punisher" can allow Li Ang to drive a big car in the penalty area, withstand the impact of the muscles and sticks at the beginning of the century, and make up for his own height disadvantage.

The "frontfield rebounding maniac" allows Li Ang to control the game with rebounds like he did before playing St. John.

Sometimes, an offensive rebound can really change the outcome of the game, and this little emperor in Ke Village should understand it.

You should know that Li Ang had already had the "super speed" badge, and under the effect of "front court rebounder", it is equivalent to Li Ang having a double speed bonus when grabbing offensive rebounds!

This is damn

For some reason, Li Ang suddenly remembered the scene of Jay Chou using light skills to dunk on the water in "Slam Dunk".

I'm afraid I'll be the style of grabbing the board in the future?

After reading the two copies and rewards happily, Li Ang prepared to go to the hotel lobby to get a few newspapers to read.

The most exciting thing after every game is to read how the reporters in the newspaper brag about themselves in a fancy way, and they make Li Ang very comfortable every time.

As a result, as soon as Li Ang arrived on the first floor, the air in the hall suddenly became quiet, and everyone turned their heads to look at Li Ang.

It was like a pack of wolves who had been hungry for three days and three nights, staring at a lost little sheep.

Both sides were stunned for a second, but this was just the tranquility before the storm.

The reporters in the hall rushed towards Li Ang in an instant.

"Li, which team do you want to join!"

"Do you think you can be the first Chinese to succeed in the NBA?"

"Which do you think your strength is worthy of?"

The reporters flocked to him, and Li Ang was stunned on the spot.

When he won the ACC championship before, although Li Ang was also popular, he was not so popular.

Is it okay to just sit in the hotel lobby?

Originally, Li Ang came to look for newspapers to see today's news and see what the outside world is about the Turtle Team's winning championship.

Now, I don’t have to read the newspaper and know what the outside world is reacting.

Li Ang still underestimated the influence of a Chinese man getting a touch P in the NCAA.

It is still the 1990s. Although there is still one year left for a new millennium, the ugly people still know very little about China.

In fact, even in 2021, Li Ang’s previous life, most ugly people know nothing about China.

Many people only know that China is a country, not in the Americas.

It's gone.

So in the 1990s, a Chinese suddenly appeared in the NCAA, leading the team to win the championship and win the Touch P.

Eagle sauce is stupid, okay!

This mysterious Oriental aroused their infinite curiosity.

In the afternoon, on the empty street of a villa in Houston, a man wearing a mask, sunglasses and a baseball cap, tiptoed and looked around.

He had just walked a few steps on the road when suddenly a bunch of reporters jumped out of the grass and shouted "Demacia". Oh no, he was shouting "Charles, Charles!"

"Damn it!" Buckley was about to run away when he was surrounded by reporters.

Houston journalists are familiar with the road when it comes to hunting wild boars.

"Charles, Li Ang scored a double-double in yesterday's game and led the team to win the championship. Will you fulfill your bet?"

"When will you go lick Shark's shark fart!"

"Charles, as a man, shouldn't you go back on your word? No, no, no?"

The reporters talked all the time, but they did not forget the Haikou that Barkley boasted before the start of the finals.

Seeing that he couldn't escape, Barkley took off his mask, hat and sunglasses.

"Storp! I'll ask you a question before answering.

I pretended to be like this when I stepped on the horse. How did you recognize me?”

After Barkley asked, he found that the reporters were looking at him with mentally retarded eyes.

How to recognize you?

Do you still need to look at your face if you recognize you? I dare to ask who else on this street can be as tall as yours?

We all recognize people by looking at the butt!

"Don't worry, I, Barkley, do what I say, and will never cheat! I can afford to play, but it may not be true if Shaq can afford to play.

You go and ask him if he wants to lick and kiss me on his butt! If he doesn't want to, then I can't do anything about it."

After Barkley finished speaking, he left with great strides.

Humph, want to mess with me? It’s not that easy!

Not everyone is as fun as I do. He bets Shaq doesn't have the courage to do so.

At night, after listening to the reporter's questions, O'Neal showed joy and nodded and turned into a woodpecker:

"Would you like to give it to Barkley to lick it? I'm willing, I'm so willing! Not only do I want it, but Kobe is willing too, licking it out of one get one!"

The cauliflower head next to him cast a look of disgust. What did the fat man say to the reporter? Why are the reporters staring at me and smiling?
To be continued...