NBA China Light

Chapter 37 The Invitation of the Gold Broker

"WWWhat? Say it again."

"No way, how could MOP be a Chinese player? You're just kidding me."

"Isn't the championship champion Allen Iverson? Shouldn't MOP also be Allen? Where did you see the fakeface!"

In the United States, on a field field in Texas, Wanbai was slightly yellow.

On the court, most of the audience had expressions of disbelief.

Children, do you have many question marks in your heart?

This kid turned out to be the new NCAA champion and MOP winner?

Even if the Asian kid in front of him is very strong, he can't be the new NCAA MOP, right?
You know, from the outside world, this year's NCAA is a fight between gods. What about Allen Iverson, Stephen Marbury, Marcus Compete, etc., a bunch of new stars, how could it be possible for this yellow star in front of him? The kid with the skin was elected as the MOP?

The championship can be mixed with teammates, but this MOP is really unreasonable!

Will, who was sluggish on the ground, also squinted at Zhou Ke, his big eyes full of doubts.

Although I was completely blown away by this kid just now, I still couldn't believe it in my heart, this bastard turned out to be MOP.

But after thinking about it, I was so brutally abused by the MOP, and I felt a little more comfortable.

Faced with these questioning eyes, Zhou Ke didn't respond, and didn't bother to respond.

Originally, I just wanted to simply enjoy the game, and didn't want to expose my identity or anything.

"This news is absolutely true."

In the crowd, a middle-aged black man suddenly said: "He is indeed the MOP of this year's NCAA."

"What kind of bullshit are you messing around, this Huaxia kid invited you to drag me."

Someone was about to refute just now, but when he saw the appearance of the middle-aged man, his voice immediately became quieter, and eventually his voice gradually disappeared.

This middle-aged man is none other than David Falk, a famous NBA star agent!

His subordinates account for at least one-third of the stars in the league, and many of them are big-name stars in the league!

Most importantly, he is the agent of the god of basketball - Michael Jordan!

Known as the existence of the NBA gold medal agent!

It is enough to explain its fear of business ability and vision.

Facing the news given by such a professional, the voices of doubt all over the scene disappeared immediately.

The scene fell silent for an instant, and after a long pause, someone let out an exclamation to break the silence.

"This kid is actually MOP? My God, is there no successor to my rice empire?"

"It's unbelievable. The MOP was snatched by a Huaxia boy. I seriously doubt that there is some dirty deal behind it."

Even though the facts are in front of them, some people still choose to pretend to be asleep, and they cannot take off their colored glasses.

In their view, Huaxia players are softies who can't even make open shots.

How can it be possible to beat a good player in the NCAA and win the MOP?There is definitely an inside story!Proper inside story!

But true basketball fans, they will only send the most sincere praise to Zhou Ke.

"Hi! Man, I knew you were not an easy kid. I guessed it a long time ago. You are definitely an NBA player!"

"I just said, that dunk is definitely not something that ordinary people can do!"

In addition, some foreign chicks watching on the sidelines stared at Zhou Ke obsessively, and there was even a little white light on the corners of their mouths.

"Boys! You're so handsome, can you give me an autograph!"

"I don't know if MOP has time at night. If you have time, you have such a good breakthrough. I don't know if you can break through my tight (i) defense."

There were some good-looking big horses around, and they posted them directly, and their eyes were full of provocation when they surrounded Zhou Ke.

All of them had charming eyes, and their bodies were seductively attached to Zhou Ke's side.

"You are so good at controlling the ball with one hand, I don't know how good you are at controlling the ball with two hands."

"Such a strong body must be very powerful."

In the United States, handsome and capable fighters like Zhou Ke can be said to be quite popular.

The boys next to me felt a sour taste in their hearts, as if they had eaten lemon slices.

"Hi Zhou, I'm David Falk."

David Falk squeezed out of the crowd, walked up to Zhou Ke with a smile, and offered his hand.

"Hello."

Zhou Ke also extended his hand to show courtesy.

Zhou Ke naturally knew something about big-name managers like David Falk.

"I followed your NCAA game. You are the most talented young player I have ever seen. Your future is destined to be bright."

David Falk said with a smile on his face: "You will definitely have a place in the NBA in the future, maybe you need a helper."

David Falk didn't mince words, and he said it very bluntly, meaning: I want to recruit you.

In terms of seeing people, David Falk's eyesight is even stronger than some scouts!

He believed that the Huaxia kid in front of him was definitely a talent to make!
Facing David Falk's invitation, Zhou Ke thought for a while, then replied with a smile:
"Thank you for your kindness, but I don't have that idea yet."

Zhou Ke said euphemistically.

Although David Falk is one of the most famous NBA agents, he already has enough stars under his name, and passing by himself is just icing on the cake.

With so many superstars, resource inclination and attention will also cause a big problem.

If there is no exposure, it will be difficult for me to stand out in the United States and appear on camera.

Not to mention, let the Huaxia fans who are far away across the ocean see his figure.

If I want to choose an agent, I will also choose the one that regards myself as the absolute top card, rather than becoming someone else's green leaf.

But from the current point of view, Zhou Ke just wants to play well, and doesn't want to be affected by too many things off the court. After all, he plays for his dream, and the others are just incidental side jobs.

It doesn't matter whether you make money or not, after all, what Zhou Ke lacks is not money.

The purpose of coming to the United States is to set foot on the palace that my heart yearns for, and then prove in this palace: Chinese players can also be excellent and amaze people!
What he wants is to smash their colored glasses with his own hands!

Therefore, the first thing Zhou Ke likes is exposure.

"Haha, I know you still have a lot of ideas, but you can completely trust my ability."

"Maybe, I can make you the second Michael Jordan!"

This sentence is enough to attract 90.00% of players. After all, who doesn't want to be the second basketball god?
Unfortunately, Zhou Ke is one of the one percent!
"Sorry, but I would rather be the first Zhou Ke than the second Jordan."

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