The China Power of NBA

Early the next morning, Bai Xiaofei and Zhao Qiang went to the hospital to visit Wang Jing. Bai Xiaofei pushed open the door of the ward, and the first thing he saw was the figure of a woman. She was wearing a black and elegant tulle dress with fluttering long hair, quietly Sitting in front of Wang Jing's hospital bed, he handed the peeled apple to Wang Jing.

It's Chen Wenjun.

"Yo, big girl is here!"

Zhao Qiang was wearing sunglasses, very cool, entered the ward, saw Chen Wenjun, Zhao Qiang took off the sunglasses, "big girl" is Zhao Qiang's nickname for Chen Wenjun, Zhao Qiang is always like this, he is not stingy, Some ruffian, but not evil.

I am familiar with Zhaoqiang, and Chen Wenjun can accept some small jokes. At this time, Chen Wenjun raised his head, and the corners of her eyes were painted with fine makeup, which added a bit of charm and luxury. Wenjun stroked the black and beautiful hair with his hands. With long hair, eyes curved like crescent moons at night, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, drawing a beautiful arc, Chen Wenjun's smile is clean and cool, as clear as a stream flowing in a mountain stream in the morning.

"Be careful with your wording, it's shameful to call someone a big girl, but she is a lady."

Wang Jing was lying on the hospital bed. His left knee was bulging out from the surgery with white gauze, but Wang Jing still had a smile on his face. A pointed chin, bright and deep eyes, and most importantly, Wang Jing always has an inexplicable aura, that aura is not possessed by ordinary people in the market, but similar to a well-cultivated rich boy, But Bai Xiaofei, Zhaoqiang and Chen Wenjun all knew that Wang Jing's family background was not very good, so this question has been bothering the delicate Chen Wenjun. She wanted to ask, but she never dared to, fearing that it would touch those sensitive memories of Wang Jing.

A few people chatted for a while, and the topic turned to Bai Xiaofei's NBA debut. After all, their ultimate goal in coming to the United States was to make a name for themselves in the NBA. At present, only Bai Xiaofei took the first step—— The NBA team signed a contract, so the topic of chat turned to Bai Xiaofei.

"Bai Bai, last night, that alley dunk you made on Stoudemire's head was really cool!"

Zhaoqiang said with an extremely exaggerated expression, "After the dunk, you should beat your chest and roar like a gorilla, so that you can deter Stoudemire!"

"What! Are you NBA players?"

Chen Wenjun has always thought that the three of them are basketball players. This is far from the height of an extraordinary person, so she can see this. I asked, but they were all prevaricated by Zhaoqiang. Zhaoqiang’s main consideration was that if he had not been signed by an NBA team at the time, if he agreed rashly, if he failed to sign, he would be laughed at. This time Bai Xiaofei was signed by the team , Zhaoqiang didn't take it into account.

"Yes, but among the three of us, only Baibai is an NBA player. Wang Jing is recovering from his injury. As for me, well...the team is still considering whether to sign me with a contract of 1000 million or 2000 million," Zhao Qiang laughed. , looked at Chen Wenjun and said,
"NBA debut last night for nothing."

"Why didn't you tell me?" Chen Wenjun said,

"I went to bed early last night."

"It's not that I didn't tell you, but that the three of us were indeed not NBA players at the time."

Zhao Qiang spread his hands to show that he was right.

"That Stoudemire was indeed too arrogant. He yelled at Yao Ming in his rookie season, but he was taught a lesson by Francis," Zhaoqiang continued, "Stoudemire is the kind of person who meets a strong person. Withered, the thing that hardens when it meets soft."

"Then you mean I'm weak." Bai Xiaofei seemed to have something wrong when he heard Zhaoqiang's words.

"I didn't say you were weak, you just need to understand it yourself."

Zhaoqiang touched Bai Xiaofei's head with his hand and said,

"Stoudemire has been playing in the league for ten years, in vain, you will definitely score more than [-] points on the head of that kid Stoudemire in another ten years!"

"Ten years later, Stoudemire will be 38 years old. It is not certain whether he will be able to play basketball. Playing with an old man, hum, Zhaoqiang, are you underestimating me?"

"Old man? Tomorrow, the Hornets will play against the San Antonio Spurs. The starting center will be Duncan, who is 34 years old this year. I'm waiting for the good news that you will be blown up."

"Duncan—no matter how awesome he is, he's still an old man..."

Bai Xiaofei who said this obviously lacked confidence.

Several people were discussing in full swing, the door of the ward suddenly opened, and a woman with a slender figure and a good face walked in, wearing denim shorts, a white checkered shirt, and a red baseball cap on her head.

Zhao Qiang's eyes lit up when he saw this female voice. Under the denim shorts, his slender and fair thighs were exposed. He was wearing red sports shoes, and the zipper of the checkered shirt was just right under his neck. Ready to come out, the woman took off the hat on her head with her light white arms, and smiled at everyone.

"Beauty, you are..."

Zhaoqiang stepped forward and said.

"Hello, your name is Zhaoqiang, right? A top student at Sanshui Physical Education College." The woman's smile was charming, and Zhaoqiang felt that his bones were about to crumble.

"What kind of high-achieving student, don't dare to be, don't dare to be,"

With a wretched look on Zhaoqiang's face, he waved his hand and said with a smirk on the corner of his mouth,

"It's just a little bit awesome. If you don't dare to be a high-achieving student, don't say that about me in the future. It's not good to be too high-profile."

The woman ignored Zhao Qiang, who was running all over the place, and turned to Bai Xiaofei.

Bai Xiaofei's halazi had already flowed all over the place.

"Hello, Bai Xiaofei, I am the NBA columnist of Sanshui Sports Illustrated, Shen Yan, I watched the game last night, it was very exciting, and your performance was also very good."

"What do you think?" Bai Xiaofei asked softly.

"Yes, I'm not the only one who watched the game. The match was broadcast live simultaneously on 28 satellite TVs across the country. It's almost as fast as the news broadcast at [-] o'clock in the evening. You may not know it in the United States. The country has already been blown up. It really caused a sensation in the entire sports industry.”

"I'm so famous?"

Bai Xiaofei thought about it for a while, and just when his expression became smug, those violent dunks by Stoudemire on his head suddenly flashed in his mind. This... people all over the country saw it... Thinking of this, Bai Xiaofei's expression immediately became depressed After thinking about it, Stoudemire's three destructive dunks have become Bai Xiaofei's nightmare.

Shen Yan didn't know when a bag of fruit was added to her hand, and she put it beside Wang Jing's hospital bed, with a smile on her lips, she said,
"Wang Jing, I just asked the doctor. The recovery period for your leg injury is three and a half months. After one month, you can get out of bed, but you can't do too strenuous activities. I bought you a pair of dumbbells. During this period You can work on your upper body strength in bed."

"Really? That's great! Actually, I thought so too!"

Wang Jing smiled softly, but he didn't notice that the smile on Chen Wenjun's face was a little unnatural.

"You know each other?" Bai Xiaofei asked.

"Yes, Shen Yan is a reporter, but thanks to her taking care of me when I was injured."

Bai Xiaofei and Zhaoqiang looked at Chen Wenjun sitting in front of the hospital bed, then at Shen Yan standing in front of Wang Jing, and then they looked at each other again. Suddenly, Zhaoqiang squatted on the ground holding his left knee in pain moaned,

"Aiyo, aiyo...it hurts me to death..."

"What's wrong with you?" Bai Xiaofei hurriedly stepped forward and asked.

"It hurts...it hurts...the knee hurts..." Zhao Qiang seemed to contort his face in pain.

"I don't think it hurts," Wang Jing said with a light smile,
"It must have been an arrow to the knee."

Zhaoqiang stood up, as if nothing happened, and muttered,

"There are so many inequalities in this world. Some people are hurt, but there are two big girls who care about them. Some people are hurt, but there is only one fat man to comfort them. Alas~~~ So sad~~!"

Chen Wenjun and Shen Yan showed embarrassment, but Wang Jing, Bai Xiaofei and Zhao Qiang burst out laughing.