Chapter 51 Collection Rewards
After leaving the player tunnel, Barkley changed the subject and said, "Old K, you have to increase your close-to-the-basket offense from now on. Don't worry about the hit rate. The most important thing for you now is to hone your skills. Competition is the best way to train because there is real confrontation here. Do you understand?"
"Okay, Charles, I'll shoot a few more shots next time. You save your shots and give them to me." Wang Tiejun nodded.
"Don't even think about it. With your terrible success rate in close-range attacks, how can you win the game if I give it to you?" Barkley shook his head like a drum.
"You're so stingy! You want me to help you win the championship, but how can you do that if you don't give me some training?" said Lao Wang.
"Just steal someone else's." Barkley laughed.
"That won't do, Charles. Who do you want him to rob?" Dan Marley yelled.
Old K is the main player, so if he wants to steal a shot, his biggest chance is of course to steal the shot . However, he is a shooting guard and he takes a lot of shots, so the possibility of his shots being stolen is the greatest. Although the championship is important, personal data is also important, and he does not want to be robbed of his shot.
"Dan, are you out of your mind? K is the center, he has to rely on the outside to feed the ball, who can he steal the ball from?" Danny Ainge teased.
"Yeah, I forgot."
Dan Marley slapped his head and laughed.
Back in the locker room , Wang Tiejun saw Kevin Johnson and his team taking off their jerseys, and immediately shouted, "Slow down, guys. Mourning has been provoking us repeatedly. We have to go find them."
"GOGOGO! Let's go block the locker room."
When Kevin Johnson heard this, he quickly put on his jersey.
"Let's do it. We can't hit the reporters, but the rookie Alonzo can hit him." Barkley shouted.
"GOGOGO, let's go block the door."
Wang Tiejun waved excitedly and turned around to leave first.
Behind him , a group of giants came out like a flood.
Head coach Paul Westphal panicked. He was just a rookie head coach and could not stop these guys with overflowing hormones. He could only quickly shout to the assistant coach: "Hurry up and contact Mr. Colangelo. Where is he?"
"He seems to be being interviewed by reporters in the player tunnel." said the assistant coach.
"Call security, let's follow quickly." Paul Westphal waved his hand, signaling several coaches and trainers to follow.
In the player tunnel, Colangelo was indeed being interviewed by the media, and the person interviewing him was Rob Lundgren.
"Mr. Colangelo, K has a lot of scandals off the court, and he's constantly involved in violent incidents on the court. He's weak, has poor skills, and only has brute force. He's a typical invisible man in the final quarter. Do you regret signing him with a big contract?"
Lundgren asked.
"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 was not as good as K. You should ask the Hornets if they regret it?" Colangelo said with a smile.
"But Mourning is an upright American. He is strong, tough, and tough. He has comprehensive skills and unlimited potential. And K is a criminal." Lundgren smiled.
Colangelo's expression suddenly became serious, and he said in a warning tone: "Mr. Reporter, his current identity is no different from yours. You must understand that what you just said is a slander against him. You can be sued, and I guarantee that you will lose the case. Do you understand?"
Long Geer was stunned for a moment, then laughed dryly and said, "Okay, I admit that he is a released prisoner from a labor camp."
"What do you mean?" Colangelo asked in confusion.
Lundgren said proudly: "This is what he is called in China, a mark he will never be able to erase.
As far as I know, because of his criminal record, his immediate family members will face great restrictions in many aspects such as employment and studies. This restriction is called political review in China, which means political investigation.
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 had no idea what was going on.
In fact, not only did he not understand, Wang Tiejun himself did not understand it. Even Zhang Heli, who knew the situation, did not dare to tell him.
Looking at the smug Longger, an idea suddenly flashed through his mind: since he had become a second-class citizen in China, why not mobilize Old K to immigrate to the United States?
Thinking of this, he became happy.
If Old K immigrates, it doesn't cost him anything at all. The United States welcomes elites from all over the world the most, and he would certainly be happy to see Old K immigrate to the United States.
It's very simple. If Lao K becomes an American, he will get greater recognition in the United States and the NBA. The identity of the Chinese will always be greatly excluded here. Chinese Americans will be better off. This has nothing to do with Lao K's strength.
Just then, a large group of people including Wang Tiejun rushed through the fork in the player tunnel.
"Charles, Kevin, where are you going?"
Over there was the visiting team's locker room. Thinking of the several conflicts on and off the court just now, Colangelo asked hurriedly.
Barkley hesitantly said: "Boss, let's go over and comfort the Hornets. After all, they lost tonight and they will be very sad."
"Yes, boss , that's it." Kevin Johnson quickly agreed.
"Yes, sir, we must learn to have compassion on the weak. They need our comfort now." Old Wang also said, glaring at Longger behind Colangelo.
"Okay, everyone, go back to the locker room and don't cause any trouble." Colangelo didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and hurried over to signal them to go back.
His prestige in Phoenix was too high, and he also held a senior position in the NBA. Barkley and others had no idea of disobeying him, so they had to return reluctantly.
"Mr. Colangelo, you should have let them go." Longger said with regret.
"Okay, Mr. Reporter, let's end this interview here."
Colangelo glanced at Longger, a hint of disgust flashed in the depths of his eyes, but he nodded silently, gave some instructions, and turned and left.
Returning to the locker room, Wang Tiejun entered the bathroom. While taking a shower, he turned on the system out of inertia and took a look.
He was not mentally prepared to get anything out of it. Although he got a double-double today, it was his second double-double, so there should be no reward.
"Huh!"
But as soon as he turned on the system, he became excited.
"Congratulations to the host, you have obtained the opponent's basketball hoop as a trophy, and you will be rewarded with 200 points."
"Ha ha!"
He laughed out loud with excitement. Now he had 350 points.
"Old K, what are you laughing at?" asked Barkley, who was picking up soap nearby.
Wang Tiejun glanced at Feizhu's huge buttocks and laughed, "Hurry up and don't wait, Charles. No one here is interested in you."
"damn it!"
Barkley reacted and didn't bother to pick up the soap. He stood up and scolded with a smile: "Old K, you didn't want so many beauties coming to your door. Did you try that taste in prison? Are you addicted?"
"Ha ha……"
Everyone in the bathroom burst into laughter.
Lao Wang said angrily, "Nonsense, I want to find the most beautiful movie actress. It's not my habit to eat anything when I'm hungry."
"Then you should go to the Knicks or the Lakers, there are too many female stars there," Kevin Johnson joked.
"That won't work. At most, I can ask my wife to introduce a few models to Lao K. I guarantee they will be beautiful and sexy, no worse than female stars." Barkley said quickly.
His wife is a white model, so he has a lot of high-quality resources in this regard.
"Then introduce it to him. I think Old K has been hungry for too long. I can even hear it howling." Danny Ainge glanced at Wang Tiejun's big thing and teased with a smile.
"Ha ha……"
Lao Wang straightened his back proudly, causing everyone in the bathroom to burst into laughter.
