After completing the training in the morning, Comrade Lao Wang immediately rushed to the training base to have a meal in order to save money.
When we arrived at the restaurant, several teammates were already sitting at the dining table, some were watching TV and some were reading newspapers.
"Hey, any news for me today?"
While saying hello, he grabbed a few newspapers and started reading them.
He still had expectations. After all, he smashed a basket and gained another basket last night.
"Old K, there is news about you in Phoenix newspapers, and some state newspapers." Substitute defender Negre Knight reminded.
“Only local media?”
Lao Wang is disappointed. The influence of local media is limited. Those damn American media report only worries but not good news to him!
"Stop watching!"
He was too lazy to read any more and threw the newspaper aside.
"You know, Old K, the Chicago Daily News reported today that Jordan's advertising endorsement income last year exceeded 20 million US dollars."
Backup small forward Richard Dumars looked envious and jealous.
"What?"
Lao Wang's mouth opened wide and could no longer be closed.
Twenty million dollars a year in advertising endorsement income is simply beyond his comprehension.
This made him envious. He was earning twenty million dollars a year, but he didn't have even two cents. The sneakers he wore were supplied by the team. He didn't even have the lowest sneaker contract, so no one came to him. This kind of thing
The difference is too big.
"Do you have a sneaker contract?" he asked.
A few fringe people looked at me and I looked at you, and they all shook their heads.
"Me neither." Lao Wang said frustratedly.
Knight laughed and said: "The center doesn't sell shoes, and since you are not popular with the American media, there is no fan market in the United States, so no sneaker sponsor will come to you."
"What the hell!"
Lao Wang cursed again in frustration.
"You don't even have an agent, who will find you a sponsor?" Richard Dumas shook his head.
"Actually, the impact is not too big. If a sponsor is interested in you, they will approach the team management. But without an agent, you can't actively find a sponsor." Knight laughed.
"Do you have any sponsors?" Lao Wang asked curiously.
It was you looking at me and I looking at you again. Knight suddenly complained to himself: "Little characters like us have a lot of shit."
"Pfft! Haha..."
Lao Wang couldn't help it and laughed.
…
On the 17th, the Suns faced the Bucks, a weak team in the Eastern Conference, at home.
Kevin Johnson is injured, and substitute defender Negre Knight serves as the point guard.
As the first substitute at position 1, Knight averaged 17 minutes per game this season, 6.1 points, 2.8 assists, 0.4 steals, 1.4 turnovers, and a shooting percentage of 39.5%. His ability can only be said to be average.
As the main point guard in this game, he took a lot of shots, making 7 of 13 shots. Including free throws, he actually scored 20 points.
Sharing Kevin Johnson's shots was Cedric Ceballos, who made 8 of 11 shots with amazing efficiency and scored 21 points including free throws.
The reason why these two people broke out in this game was not only because they took many shots, but also because the Bucks had no one inside. They needed strength but not strength, height but not height, and tonnage but not tonnage. The two of them frequently entered the paint area with amazing efficiency.
And Wang Tiejun, facing the white center Frank Brickkowski, a veteran who is 206 centimeters tall and weighs 110 kilograms, was completely overwhelmed in terms of height, tonnage and strength. In 35 minutes, he made 12 of 14 shots, all of which were at the basket.
The dunk, plus 3 of 7 free throws, hit a new career high, scoring 27 points, 13 rebounds, 4 assists, 3 blocks, 1 steal, 2 turnovers and 3 fouls.
His shots were not as good as the last game because Knight and Cedric took away too many shots, but he also played the team's highest efficiency in this game.
At the same time, Barkley didn't feel good in this game, shooting 4 of 14 and only got 12 points, 14 rebounds and 5 assists. Therefore, he became the highest scorer on the Suns and won the best of the game.
He played a total of 8 games. In the first two games, he only scored 5 points and 9 rebounds, which dragged down the data. Now the average data per game is 13 points, 7.5 rebounds, 1.5 assists, 0.2 steals, 1.5 blocks, 3 turnovers and 3.8 fouls.
At the same time, after this game, he rose to 12th place on the rookie rankings, and one game made him rise 8 places.
In this game, because he produced 2010 data, he also received points from the system.
A score of 20 is rewarded with 100 points, and 2010 is rewarded with 100 points. He has accumulated 550 points, which can be redeemed for a 500-point skill optimization card.
After the game, as the man of the match, he accepted an on-site news interview for the first time.
The people who interviewed him were the local media, including James Lally, a team reporter from a sports newspaper, and Locke, a local TV reporter with a camera.
"Old K, this game was your best performance since you entered the league. You beat the numbers of 2010. What do you think is the most important reason for your outstanding performance?" Locke asked.
"Of course it's my opponent. Tonight's opponent didn't confuse me. I could easily carry him to the basket. I could even play for 48 minutes and still maintain enough physical fitness." Wang Tiejun said with a smile.
Locke asked with a smile: "According to relevant media reports, O'Neal's evaluation of you is surprising. He said that you are a subpar center and that you are only interested in other people's butts. He said that he will confiscate you here next time."
Basket, do you have anything to say about this?"
"That softie?"
Comrade Lao Wang said with disdain: "Whenever he has the ability not to escape from confrontation with me, he can then comment on me."
"Old K, what type of center do you think you are best at and like to deal with the most?" Hammers Larry asked.
This question is more embarrassing. Do you want me to say that what I am best at and like to deal with is a weak center who is not a good player?
However, he did not show any weakness in his mouth, and immediately said firmly: "There is no doubt that the ones I am best at and like to deal with are weaklings like O'Neal and Mourning."
"What?"
The two reporters were stunned.
Old K, he is one of the best in the rookie rankings. Every single one of your statistics is inferior to them. Can we be a little more modest?
Besides, O'Neal may be a little soft, but isn't Mourning? He fought you for a whole game.
An hour later, as the man of the match, Wang Tiejun once again participated in the post-match press conference.
"Brother, after your poor performance today, do you still have the nerve to attend the press conference?"
Walking behind the head coach, he started chatting with Barkley, and his first words made Barkley so angry that he almost vomited blood.
"I'm a superstar, old K. You're still as big as the Pacific Ocean away from my achievements. How dare you mock me?"
Barkley jumped.
"Brother, I'm just kidding."
Comrade Lao Wang laughed, put his arms around Barkley's head, and patted him hard. The sound of the slap was particularly clear.
"Damn it, don't touch my head with your hands, have you forgotten?" Buckley scolded with a smile.
Lao Wang smiled again and said: "Charles, I heard that you are very familiar with that guy named Jordan? I have watched some of his game videos and highlights during this period. He is indeed very powerful, a bit abnormally strong."
"He is the brightest superstar in the league and the strongest scorer. He and I were rookies in the same class. He was the No. 3 pick and I was No. 5. We have a good relationship off the court and we can joke around freely." Buck.
Lee smiled.
"I bet you wouldn't dare kick his ass, like this."
Lao Wang was one step behind and lightly kicked Barkley on the big ass. The latter stumbled and fell on the head coach Paul Westphal.
"Old K, you're done!"
Buckley laughed and cursed, and rushed over with his teeth bared.