NBA: Art is trash talk

Chapter 53 Counterpoint Davis

China, CCTV.

"Hello, audience friends, this is CCTV Sports Channel, and the next broadcast is the game between the NBA Clippers and the Celtics."

Sun Zhengping made a formatted opening speech.

"What game are you watching? We want to watch TNT's live broadcast room."

"Watch the women's costume Fliggy first, and then watch the competition."

"Give the camera to Barkley, what kind of game is a serious person watching?"

Some fans who pay attention to NBA basketball news are screaming in front of the screen at this time, as if their shouts can be heard by Zhang Lili who is far away in the sky.

If this is more than ten years later, the screen will probably be full of barrage.

In China in 06, the Internet has just become popular.

Even a video of sows queuing up and falling into a ditch can generate enormous interest, let alone a public figure wearing women's clothing.

Before Sister Feng was born, the hype of "pretending to be ugly and fighting for attention" was not well understood in China.

Netizens haven't been bombarded with all kinds of bizarre news on the Internet.

In this day and age, a women's Barkley is enough to make them skip class and come to the TV.

As if hearing the voices of the audience, Zhang Lili and Sun Zhengping finally talked about Barkley's bet.

"Barkley is very interesting, he likes to gamble. Last time he fell into the hands of Yao Ming, this time he fell into the hands of A Xing."

Zhang Lili added a betting character to Barkley.

"The atmosphere in the United States is really hard to describe. Later, the camera will switch to TNT's live broadcast room, so that we can witness American culture."

Sun Zhengping said with emotion.

Kiss donkey ass, live broadcast in women's clothing.

If it were him, he wouldn't do it even if he was beaten to death. In the worst case, he would not want this job, and he would never do such a disgusting thing.

The evil capitalism is willing to do anything for money.

Then, the camera cuts.

"Sit down and hold on, the restricted-rated picture is about to appear."

The fans laughed and teased.

TNT.

Barkley appeared in a custom dress, and, moreover, the dress was pink.

Because of his figure, the dress looked like a wedding dress.

"Hahaha"

Smith kept pounding the table, which was more interesting than watching Barkley kiss the ass of the donkey.

"Kenny, Kenny, you promised me not to smile. Please control your facial expressions, you are a professional broadcaster."

Buckley said.

"Sorry Charles, I've been trained to be anti-interference, and under normal circumstances I will never laugh unless I can't help it."

After finishing speaking, Smith continued to laugh cheaply.

"Stop, stop, if you do this again, I won't do it."

Barkley protested, but to no avail.

In front of the TV screen, there are already countless fans laughing.

"Oh my god, my eyes."

"Spicy eyes, hot eyes."

"Spicy eyes? Why do I still think it looks good?"

The fans were teasing each other, and some even took out their cameras, trying to capture this precious picture.

Women's Barkley is just a gimmick after all, and the main show is still a competition.

By the time Smith teased Barkley, the players on the pitch were done.

When He Xinghui played, he was still cheered by a large number of fans.

It's just a poor performance in one game, and the star fans still have patience.

Game start.

The Clippers started with Cassel, He Xinghui, McCarty, Brand, and Kaman.

Maggette continued to be injured, Quinton Ross, a fringe man in the last game, did not perform well, and Dunleavy replaced another fringe man to try.

Small forward is currently the Clippers' weakest position, once Maggette is injured, no one will be available.

The guard is the Clippers' current dominant position. Cassel, He Xinghui, and Mobley are all starting strengths, and Livingston is also good as a substitute.

Compared with the Clippers, the Celtics' lineup is slightly shabby.

The point guard is Delonte West, who is mediocre, and the only thing he is good at is playing the empress dowager.

The shooting guard is Ricky Davis, a brush with good data but actually very low efficiency.

The only bright spot is small forward Paul Pierce.

This season, Paul Pierce averaged 26.8 points, 6.7 rebounds, and 4.7 assists per game, which is very comprehensive.

The power forward is Al Jefferson, who will shine in the future, but he is still young and can be bullied.

Blount, a center with less than 5 rebounds per game.

Both sides jumped the ball, Kaman overwhelmed the unknown, and put the ball in the hands of He Xinghui. Ricky Davis immediately rushed to interfere with He Xinghui, for fear that he would start with a long shot just like the game against the Rockets.

This defensive attitude is commendable, but the behavior is stupid.

If He Xinghui could regard shooting before halftime as a conventional weapon, there would be no need to fight this game.

So it doesn't make sense for Davis to be so aggressive.

He Xinghui passed the ball to Cassel, and Davis made a trip in vain.

"Ricky, you know what? I admire you."

If it comes, spray it.

He Xinghui spoke.

"Really?"

Davis's eyes lit up, and he suddenly felt that He Xinghui was not so annoying.

"Of course, after all, there are not many players who can make the league specifically change the rules, only Chamberlain, O'Neal and you."

He Xinghui laughed.

Chamberlain and O'Neal are too strong, so the league introduced rules and restrictions.

As for Davis, it was because he was too shameless.

There are many players who use statistics, but no player has ever rushed to the basket with the ball to shoot, and then rebounded himself like Davis.

Moreover, this was in front of countless audiences.

As soon as these words came out, Davis immediately contributed [-] points of anger to He Xinghui.

Obviously, he doesn't want to be mentioned about this kind of embarrassing past.

"Trash talk doesn't work on me."

Davis gritted his teeth, of course he understood that this was He Xinghui's trash talk.

After a round, the two of them got entangled again.

"Why is this rubbish talk? I really admire your face. With a salary of less than 500 million, you need the No. [-] pick to assist you."

He Xinghui said.

"You are not James, you have no right to laugh at me."

Davis said angrily.

He's done too many stupid things to refute.

"My endorsement contract is 200 million more than James's. How much is your endorsement contract?"

No matter how angry Davis is, He Xinghui is just chatting about family affairs.But what he said was heart-wrenching.

"I'm going to blow you up today and make Reebok's people regret it."

Davis ignited his fighting spirit, which was a scene he had imagined before the game.

Really?

He Xinghui smiled inwardly.

He knew that just talking trash next time would not be very effective, because Davis still had the confidence to be fascinated.

Only by humiliating Davis can the effect of trash talk be doubled.

To blow up Davis, what props should be used?

(End of this chapter)