NBA: Art is trash talk

Chapter 273

On September 9th, He Xinghui successfully transformed into another person under the meticulous work of a makeup artist.

Not only the hair was curled slightly, but also the skin was painted, the color looked very dark, and wrinkles were drawn on the face, just like a little black old man.

Even if He Xinghui's own mother came over, she might not be able to recognize him.

Then, He Xinghui, Stephen Curry, Maya Moore, and the camera team set off.

He wants to form an old and young woman group with these two.

He Xinghui plays the old man, Stephen Curry plays the primary school student himself, and Maya Moore plays He Xinghui's niece.

A combination of old and young women sweeping the field, you can imagine how many people's jaws will be shocked.

Their combination, even if it is an NBA star, has a dozen.

He Xinghui naturally needless to say, Curry, who just entered his freshman year, is also very strong.

As for the 17-year-old Maya Moore, she will become the female version of Jordan in the future and is now the number one female high school student in the United States.

"He, your plan is really cool. It will be very fun. I can't wait."

Curry said excitedly.

Playful is not a lie, what really excites him is being able to appear on camera with He Xinghui.

After the incident is exposed, he will definitely gain a lot of attention, which will benefit his future draft.

Just look at Russell Westbrook. Just because of his relationship with He Xinghui, he has been in the newspapers frequently and has been followed by countless scouts.

Some exaggerated media also bluntly stated that Westbrook is worthy of a No. [-] pick.

"Thank you, Ho, it's an honor to have this opportunity."

Maya Moore said gratefully.

Women's basketball has received relatively little attention. She, the so-called No. [-] high school student in the All-American Women's Basketball, is actually not known by many people.

Being famous is always good.

"It's easy to say, just hang out with me, and you will prosper in the future. Stephen will win two or three MVPs in the future. Maya, you will definitely be the female version of Jordan in the future."

He Xinghui said boldly.

Even without his help, people can do it.

However, now that he shamelessly recruited these two people into his subordinates, he would say a few words and support them. In the future, they will definitely feel that their achievements are inseparable from He Xinghui.

What the teacher did is worth it.

"No, I want to be a female cousin, not a female Jordan."

Maya said.

Of course Jordan is also very strong, but it has nothing to do with Maya.

She definitely prefers He Xinghui who helps her.

Besides, she felt that He Xinghui's future achievements would definitely be higher than Jordan's.

"I don't think I can get the MVP. He you are too strong, and you are still so young. With you here, how can I compete more."

Curry is humble.

Of course, this is also true.

You know, He Xinghui is only two years older than Curry.

Most of the careers of the two will overlap.

"I might play three or four seasons and retire."

He Xinghui said.

"why?"

Curry and Maya said in unison, they couldn't understand.

Under normal circumstances, it would take 15 years.

In addition, He Xinghui entered the league early, so it would be no problem to play for 20 years. At that time, he was only 38 years old.

"I can't help it, who made me too strong. At that time, if I don't retire, others can't play. A league without suspense may not be what the league wants."

He Xinghui said.

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Curry and Maya were speechless, although they both knew that He Xinghui liked Desi.

However, the feeling of personal experience is still speechless.

Not long after, everyone came to Griffith Park in Los Angeles. This is the largest urban park in the United States. There are also many basketball courts in it, and it is one of the gathering points for streetball enthusiasts.

The three came to the court, but He Xinghui did not play immediately.

He first stood on the sidelines and observed for a while.

Afterwards, he began to 'enthusiastically' comment on the players on the field: "Hey, that little guy passed the ball, did your eyes grow to your butt, otherwise it would be impossible not to see your teammates."

"Hahaha"

The surrounding audience and players waiting to play were immediately amused by these words.

Laughing at other people's embarrassing things is one of the great pleasures of human beings.

Of course, only He Xinghui can do such things as mocking players on the court.

Old man, no one will care about him.

If the other young guys were talking so cheap, the other party might have rushed over.

In transition, a guy in No. 60 shoots from beyond the arc.

This is obviously a fan of He Xinghui, but he didn't show mercy, complaining: "From the perspective of missing shots, your shooting posture is quite standard."

"Shut up, old man, don't affect my performance."

Evan, who was wearing No. 60, said, as if he had just hit the iron because of He Xinghui.

"As a fan of my cousin, not only will you not harass your opponent with trash talk, but you will be easily influenced by trash talk. You are a fake fan. I hope you can change your jersey and stop wearing No. 60."

He Xinghui said.

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Evan had a bitter face, and in terms of bickering, how could he compare with He Xinghui.

Obviously He Xinghui was mocking him, but he felt that what He Xinghui said made sense.

As a fan of my cousin, how can I not talk trash, it is too embarrassing for the idol.

"Yes, the old man is right, you don't deserve to wear size 60."

There were quite a few star fans at the scene, and they complained to Evan one after another.

Afterwards, He Xinghui continued to turn into a vicious tongue, making complaints about every player on the court.

From his professional point of view, these people have problems with their style of play.

What he said hit the nail on the head, quite heartbreaking.

Finally, the little Cavens on the field couldn't bear it anymore, stopped his hands, and came to He Xinghui: "Old guy, do you think you know basketball very well?"

Cavens was mocking, but he never expected that He Xinghui said boldly, "Yes."

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Cavens felt that he was already shameless enough, but he didn't expect to meet someone even more shameless than himself.

"Okay, you can do it."

Cavens sneered.

This sentence is a powerful weapon to reply to trolls.

Once the troll dare not attack, then he wins.

If the troll is on, then you can sit back and wait for the good show.Under normal circumstances, trolls are only good at talking, and their actual actions are not worth mentioning.

Not to mention, now Cavens is still facing an old troll.

"Shet, Cavens, are you ashamed to let a 60-year-old man play?"

Someone couldn't understand Cavens' behavior and mocked him.

Unexpectedly, before he finished speaking, He Xinghui said, "I'll do it myself, learn a little bit, son."

"I heard that right."

exclaimed one spectator.

An old man who seems to be around sixty is going to play basketball. Are you sure this is not a joke?Shall I call an ambulance first?

"Stop making trouble, old man. You are prone to some unbearable scenes after you play."

A player on the court complained.

"Oh, you are very prescient. You know that I will beat you to a horrible level when I play."

He Xinghui said.

The other party's intentions would bully him too badly, but He Xinghui's appearance of being completely incomprehensible made people irritated.

"Shet, Odo leave him alone, let him come, let me torture him severely."

Odo's teammate Milu has no rhythm, bullies the old man and so on, and has no psychological pressure at all.

Milu didn't mind, and Odo was too lazy to persuade him, so He Xinghui stepped onto the field and replaced Cavens.

Cavens' two teammates looked confused. They really wanted to say something, but they didn't agree yet.

Bringing an old man to fight Odo and Milu is not an easy task.

After all, Otto and Milu are quite capable on the field.

"Oh Maikar, he really played."

"This old man is here to make a joke."

"Haha, it's not in vain to come across such interesting things while watching football."

The audience on the sidelines held the principle that watching the excitement is not a big deal, and booed on the sidelines, urging the game to start quickly.

In desperation, Cavens's two teammates, Luddo and Sheldesau, could only accept this situation.

Before He Xinghui controlled the ball and made a breakthrough, he had to say a few rubbish words: "Young man, I advise you to switch defenses with your teammates. As the saying goes, if you kill your teammates, you won't kill yourself. Let your teammates do the embarrassing things."

"Shut up, do you think you are a cousin? You still want to talk trash like others."

Milu sneered.

He Xinghui smiled, and then started.

He didn't show his strength at the beginning, he didn't use his speed to bully his opponent, but he dribbled the ball through changes in rhythm to deceive his opponent.

Suddenly, Milu was dazzled for a while.

Then, he didn't know what happened, anyway, He Xinghui passed him.

"Oh! It's a master."

Sharp-eyed fans could tell at a glance that He Xinghui's dribble was perfect.

After passing Milu, Odo hurriedly defended.

He Xinghui easily passed the ball to Luduo who was missed during the breakthrough. Luduo took two steps over the blue and missed the ball.

Probably because the ball was passed so beautifully that he was not used to it.

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The audience was speechless. They didn't make an empty basket. They failed this perfect pass. It shouldn't be done.

Cavens was dumbfounded seeing this scene, he wanted to cry.

Co-author, your old man is really good.

However, Cavens is not particularly anxious.

He believed that when Odo and the others started to use their bodies, He Xinghui would definitely be overwhelmed, and he could still watch He Xinghui's jokes at that time.

"My fault."

Luther admitted his mistake very alone, and the game continued.

Milu's side attacked, and Milu showed a smirk.

He wanted to single-handedly beat He Xinghui, bully the old man, and save his face just now.

Milu controlled the ball, and suddenly He Xinghui pointed to the sky: "Look, the flying saucer."

That expression is very similar to the acting.

During this period of time in the Happy Twist Crew, I did not practice my acting skills less.

Milu was deceived and looked up to the sky.

After all, the gimmick of the flying saucer was quite bluffing, and he was afraid of missing the moment of witnessing the miracle.

Then, He Xinghui took out the ball.

"Watfark, you liar."

Milu's anger value increased by [-] after being teased.

Unfortunately, this is not an official game, so there is no way to contribute to He Xinghui.

"Hahaha"

It's really interesting to watch other people embarrass themselves.

The audience on the sidelines were all overjoyed.

"Young people, the stadium is like a battlefield, and soldiers never tire of cheating. Forget it, with your limited wisdom, I am afraid it is difficult to understand such a profound philosophy."

He Xinghui mocked.

Milu's anger value +250.

Subsequently, He Xinghui's side attacked.Annoyed and angry, Milu posted it up, using his physical advantage to put pressure on He Xinghui.

In order not to lose, he was already shameless.

For a person with insufficient strength, it is difficult to control the basketball without making a mistake when they are stuck like this, let alone get rid of the opponent.

Milu was laughing at the success of his trick, but soon he found sadly that he still couldn't defend after losing the rhythm.

He Xinghui retreated and let him miss.

Milu exerted too much force and almost fell on the court.

"Hahaha"

The happy event appeared again, and the audience on the sidelines laughed happily.

Audiences from other venues heard that it was very lively here, and they all came over curiously to find out.

He Xinghui rushed to the basket slowly, playing the role of an old man.

This speed gave Otto a chance to defend.At the same time, it also gave He Xinghui a chance to pass the ball.

This time it was Dessau who received the pass. He jumped up slightly under the basket and threw the basketball into the basket.

At this distance, any middle school student can make it.

"Beautiful biography, Uncle Drew."

Curry smirked and booed off the court.

Ever since, the audience knew that this awesome old man was called Drew.

On the court, Evan, who was wearing No. 60, yelled at Odo and Milu: "Come on, do you want to lose to an old man?"

"Believe me, it is your honor to lose to me."

He Xinghui continued to talk trash.

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Evan didn't know what to say.

Just because he wears the No. 60 jersey doesn't mean he talks trash.

Milu's side attacked.

This time Milu raised his vigilance, he has already determined that the guy in front of him is a master.Even though he is a little older, he is still difficult to deal with.

"Believe it or not, I will steal you this time."

He Xinghui continued to spray.

Milou is angry.

In the past, when he heard those fans brag about the power of trash talk, he always dismissed it.

But now, he sincerely hoped that He Xinghui would shut up.

Milu controlled the ball and broke through, and he also wanted to play fancy tricks.

There are too many people playing wild ball, and they all have this problem.

As a result, others passed by, but the ball stayed behind.

In He Xinghui's eyes, every shot by Milu is a flaw.

Just reach out and pick it up, and the steal data will be +1.

"Another tackling, great, so much experience. I bet he was a great player when he was young."

The audience commented.

In fact, from He Xinghui's figure, they can see that He Xinghui is suitable for playing basketball. He used to be a professional player with a high probability, and he might be a retired NBA star.

After the steal, He Xinghui took the ball out of the three-point line and was not in a hurry to attack.Instead, he said to Milu: "How about it, I did what I said."

"Don't be arrogant, the game is not over yet."

Losing his mind, Milu said angrily.

The 5-ball system they implemented, the first team to score 5 goals will win, and the loser will end up with the other team.

It's only 1-0 at the moment, and Milu and the others still have a chance.

At least, in his opinion, there is still a chance.

"No no no, the game is over when I get on the court."

He Xinghui said.

"Xie Te, this mouth really... really looks like a cousin. I bet he must be a fan of my cousin."

A viewer couldn't help but complain.

After He Xinghui finished speaking, he pretended to break through, and Milu lowered his center of gravity, concentrating on guessing from which side He Xinghui would break through.

The last time he played a $100 cash game with someone else, he wasn't as serious as he was now.

Unfortunately, excessive investment is not necessarily a good thing.

He Xinghui took off directly on the spot and made a three-pointer.The ball was out of his hand before Milu realized it, and then he could only stare blankly.

The ball goes in.

"I don't seem to have said that I will only break through."

He Xinghui asked.

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Milu's forehead was already sweating, and he began to get nervous.

Team He scores a goal and the possession of the ball is converted.

Milu controlled the basketball, hesitating whether to come by himself or pass the ball to his teammates.

"Why, don't you dare to rush?"

He Xinghui asked with a smile.

It's unbearable!
Milu ignored his teammate's request for the ball, bit the bullet and hit He Xinghui behind his back, trying to get to the basket and shoot.

With He Xinghui's strength, he can naturally be as immovable as a mountain.

However, to deal with such a small shrimp, there is really no need to immediately reveal its strength.

He pretended to be unable to bear it and slowly backed away.

Just when Milu was overjoyed, He Xinghui stretched out his long arm and took out his ball again.

The game has not played 2 minutes, Milu has been robbed three times.

He hasn't had a nervous breakdown yet, it's all thanks to the crowd, he doesn't want to be too ashamed.

After the steal, He Xinghui made another wonderful pass, assisting Luther for a layup and scoring points.

3 to 0.

After Luther made a hit, he burst into laughter.He found that this Uncle Drew was much better than his original teammates.

In less than 3 minutes of cooperation, he forgot the kindness of his old teammates.

The Milu team attacked.

He Xinghui continued to talk trash: "Young man, please, I will let you alone."

These words are extremely hurtful and insulting.

Milu really wanted to respond, but unfortunately he doesn't even have the ball in his hand now.

His teammates no longer trust him and attack with the ball himself.

Evan went to the basket and was about to make a layup. He Xinghui attacked from behind and gave the opponent a cap.

"Congratulations on your new achievement, you have been hated by the old man."

He Xinghui said.

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evan.

"Oh, Uncle Drew is taking good care of himself."

The audience exclaimed.

Although He Xinghui's jump was not high just now, but judging by the standards of the elderly, it was really high.

There was no suspense in the next two goals. He Xinghui only showed a little strength and beat the opponent 5-0.

"Hahaha, Milu, the news that you lost to an old man today will definitely spread throughout Los Angeles tomorrow."

A familiar player taunted Milu, who was going off the court. Just now he was the most embarrassing, and naturally the most attractive to ridicule.

"Shut up, go up and try if you have the ability."

Milu said angrily, he has already determined that this Uncle Drew is far stronger than himself.

The rival Cardi in front of him is about the same strength as himself, and he must have been abused.

Therefore, Milu wanted to use aggressive methods to make Cardi embarrass himself.

As the saying goes, it is better to be ashamed alone than to be ashamed of others. As long as everyone is ashamed together, others will not be able to laugh at themselves.

"It's up to me. Look, let's see how I teach this arrogant little old man a lesson."

Cardi scoffed.

If you haven't experienced it yourself, you still can't really feel He Xinghui's strength after all.

Cardi is more willing to believe that Milu is not performing well, but he would definitely not be like this.

　There is no cure for lazy cancer, sorry.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)