The game enters a timeout and the players leave the field.
Surrounded by his teammates, Comrade Wang carried his trophy and walked past the Bulls bench in a swaggering manner. He also glanced sideways at Jordan and Pippen who had just sat down, raised the basket in his hand, and said proudly
: "You can't even protect your own basket, how can you still sit still?"
"Damn it!"
Jordan was so angry that he almost vomited blood. He slammed the towel in his hand to the ground, stood up from his seat and was about to pounce on him.
"Michael, calm down, calm down, don't act like a rookie."
Phil Jackson in front hurriedly hugged Jordan, and several assistant coaches and staff also hurriedly blocked the front.
"Let's go."
Buckley quickly took Comrade Wang, the troublemaker, away.
Jordan, who was stopped by everyone, stared at Wang Tiejun's back, his eyes were red, and he gritted his teeth and said: "Old K, I am not done with you in this life."
He has never suffered such a big loss since he entered the league. Which rookie would dare to mock him like this?
Wang Tiejun turned around and shouted: "What can you do to me?"
He suddenly remembered what Kevin Johnson said just now, so he said in a joking tone: "Like you did to the Smiling Assassin, kick me out of the US team? Ha, I am Chinese, I will not join the US team, what kind of
You join the Chinese team and then kick me out of the Chinese team?"
"Shet! Fake oil! Damn boy, stupid country bumpkin..."
Jordan was so angry that his lungs were about to explode. The fire in his body was about to be ignited, and he immediately started swearing.
Barkley, sweating profusely, pressed Comrade Lao Wang on the bench and warned: "Okay, Lao K, stop irritating him. I beg you, if you continue to irritate him, maybe he will score 100 today."
point."
"Brother, what are you afraid of him for? Everyone has a head on his shoulders, who is afraid of who? Just throw your arms away and fuck him until you knock him over."
Comrade Lao Wang, who is not afraid of tigers as a newborn calf, doesn't care about the truth.
Barkley smiled bitterly. As a person who has lived under Jordan's silver power for many years, he does not have the mentality of Old K.
"By the way, this guy likes to call people country bumpkin so much. Where does he come from?" Lao Wang asked curiously.
"New York, Brooklyn, New York." Kevin Johnson said next to him.
"Brooklyn?"
Wang Tiejun was startled. There are three major Chinatowns in New York. Eighth Avenue in Brooklyn is Chinatown. He used to work in that area. It is right next to Manhattan and just across the bridge from Manhattan's Chinatown.
"You are so arrogant. You call others country bumpkins every day. You are not from the slums. Who can live in Brooklyn if you have money?"
He cursed unhappily.
Buckley and others laughed. This is true. Brooklyn, New York, is the most chaotic area in the United States besides the slums of Los Angeles.
"How many points did he get?" he asked.
"4 of 7 shots, plus 1 of 1 free throw, it's already 9 points." Assistant coach Lewis said after taking a look at the report in his hand.
"It's only halfway through the first quarter and you've already scored 9 points?" Lao Wang was stunned.
"Old K, you were not bad today. You made 4 of 4 shots, 1 of 1 free throw, and scored 9 points. You also had 4 rebounds, including two offensive rebounds." Lewis smiled.
Lao Wang laughed and said, "Maybe I will score 50 points today."
"Thinking too much." Buckley said angrily.
You've already taken action, do you want us to watch your performance outside?
"Old K, don't dunk too hard next time. You've already dunked several times. Don't hurt your hand," chief trainer Aaron Nelson reminded.
"I see."
Lao Wang was satisfied and took the basket under his butt in his hands, admiring it proudly.
He suddenly thought of what the on-site commentator just said and said quickly: "Hey, brothers, what do you think of the nickname Basket Collector?"
"It will make you a public enemy of the alliance. Don't call it this." Barkley quickly stopped him.
Kevin Johnson also said: "Old K, it doesn't matter if you have a head-on confrontation. If you haven't met the dirty guys yet, they will elbow you behind your back, or push your feet, or deliberately collide with you when you take off.
You, so absolutely don't become a public enemy of the alliance, it's too dangerous, your career may end at any time."
"A dirty trick?" Lao Wang's eyes shrank.
He took it for granted that attacks from out of sight were the most difficult to prevent. His injury resistance level was not high, only level 85. Injuries in the future were inevitable, so he had to be careful.
"Okay, then let's not call it this." He said calmly and honestly.
Danny Ainge smiled and said: "Old K, you have already collected three baskets. If you keep doing this, you will become a basket collector. If you don't call yourself that, the media will call you that."
, it’s not a question of whether you scream or not.”
Lao Wang was stunned. He must collect the baskets. Otherwise, where would he get the points?
After thinking clearly, he immediately said: "That doesn't matter. Looking back and forth will not achieve great things. It doesn't matter whether he sits down or not. I have decided to collect the baskets. In the future, I will build a big collection room just to collect my baskets."
basket."
At this time, the atmosphere on the Bulls' bench was extremely depressing, because the boss, Jordan, was very unhappy. As long as he straightened his face, his powerful aura immediately made everyone afraid to say anything.
Even Pippen, who has grown up to be the second master Pi, doesn't dare to speak at this time.
"Everyone get up, stand up, hurry up..."
At this time, Jordan threw away the towel, drove his teammates from the bench, and asked everyone to gather around him.
"Cheer up and focus your attention on the game, you hear me? Give it 100 percent! I want to see you give it 100 percent."
"We have to teach that country bumpkin. He is not a good guy. He will hinder us from winning the championship. We have to get rid of him now to undermine his self-confidence. We have to deal with him..."
In the crowd, Jordan kept roaring in a low voice at the top of his lungs.
“What are the fools at Bull doing?”
Comrade Lao Wang saw the movement over there and joked: "Could it be that Jordan doing the mobilization work? Does he have the leadership ability?"
"Fool!"
Danny Ainge laughed and cursed, and said: "He is the top team leader in the league, and the Bulls are his voice."
"Really? That ability is really great, we have to be vigilant." Lao Wang nodded.
At this point, he suddenly asked in his mind: "System, if I get another bull's basket, will there be any reward?"
"No, each team only has one basket collection task." The system said.
"Forget it, I don't have the strength anymore."
He rubbed his big hands and squeezed them several times with all his strength. The damage to the palms was still there, and it was possible to break the bones of the hands. This kind of thing should not be done often.
Twenty minutes later, new backboards and a new basket were put in, and the game started again.
The Bulls are now the main force, and Grant is back.
The same goes for the Suns.
Lao Wang walked onto the field in high spirits. After twenty minutes of rest, his physical strength was almost restored.
Suddenly he felt something dirty staring at him, which startled him. When he turned around, he saw that it was Jordan staring at him fiercely.
"What are you looking at?" he said angrily.
"snort!"
Jordan snorted and turned around to go to the Bulls frontcourt.
"Michael, we still need to shoot free throws." BJ Armstrong shouted quickly.
"Damn it!"
After losing the basket, he had to pay for another free throw. Jordan, with a black face, ran back again.
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