NBA backer king

Chapter 12 Old K
The visiting team's locker room was extremely dull, and there was no atmosphere of winning the game at all.

"Coach, I'm going to the parking lot first."

Ewing hurriedly took a shower and left with his bag.

Pat Riley shook his head, it seems that he will be the only one attending the press conference later.

Sure enough, after Ewing, Oakley and John Starks, who had a bad face, also left one after another.

After a while, when it was time for interviews in the locker room after the game, a group of media rushed in and found that none of the targets they wanted to interview had disappeared.

In the locker room of the home team, after Barkley went to the press conference, some media came in and started interviewing. Wang Tiejun also squatted in front of him.

"Wang, do you have a nickname?" the reporter asked.

In the NBA, a good nickname can impress people and is a must, so he asked this question.

"Oh, Charles and the others used to call me Old Wang, but now they call me Old K." Wang Tiejun laughed.

"King, King, old Wang, old K? Is that the old K in chess?" The reporter asked with ulterior motives.

"Chess? What does that mean?" He only knows Chinese chess, but he doesn't understand chess.

The reporter explained: "As long as your chess piece reaches the opponent's bottom line, you can become the king, that is, old K. Does your nickname mean this? Do you want to become the king of the Suns?" The reporter smiled authentically.

"Cheng Wang?"

Wang Tiejun couldn't help pondering for a moment.

Who wouldn't want to become a king and dominate?But with his current strength, he is too far away from that level. He is still just a day laborer. It is not a good thing to think too much.

"NO, Old K is just the abbreviation of Old Wang. If you want, you can also call me Old Wang, or King." Thinking of this, he shook his head.

The reporter was a little regretful, gave up the question, and asked again: "Why did you spank John Starks' ass? Do you have this hobby?"

After hearing the question, Wang Tiejun immediately said: "I did something wrong when I was young, and that's how my dad beat me.

The so-called sticks make filial sons, pampering disobedient children, if the juniors are disobedient, there is nothing that can't be solved by a pumping of the buttocks. "

After the reporter heard it, his complexion immediately became strange.

The next day, the New York media characterized last night’s Christmas game as a humiliating battle for the Knicks. Although they won the game, everyone from Ewing to Oakley was scolded bloody by the media.

Ewing was dunked by a Chinese coolie, turned over, and then humiliated in the crotch. After getting up, he didn't start a fight with Wang Tiejun, and was scolded by the New York media as a soft-headed waste.

And Oakley was afraid of being spanked, and was scolded as a deserter and a coward. The reputation of the old oak tree was over, and the reputation of the four villains was also lost.

Especially John Starks, who was spanked, was humiliated by the New York media again after Wang Tiejun, which made him almost suffer from depression.

In this way, Comrade Wang, who had just entered the NBA, became the sworn enemy of the New York gangsters.

In addition, the reporter who interviewed Wang Tiejun in the locker room was a reporter from the New York Sports News. The reason why Comrade Wang spanked Starks was embellished by him on the front page of the sports newspaper.

This time, John Starks became the laughing stock of the whole United States.

At noon, when the Knicks arrived at the airport and were about to leave Phoenix, they were blocked by the media at the airport. The three Oakleys who had been avoiding the media had to accept an interview.

"Next time we meet, I won't let him go. I want to fight with him off the court." Oakley gritted his teeth.

"But he only has a short contract of ten days, and you may not have the chance to meet again." The reporter reminded.

"That counts him lucky."

Oakley said angrily: "He's just a bastard, he doesn't understand any rules, how could he humiliate his opponent like that?"

"John, for what purpose do you think the Chinese coolies spank your ass? Do you think he is a pervert, or a... big pervert?" A reporter asked.

"He's just a pervert, and I won't let him go." John Starks cursed with red eyes.

"What do you want to do?" the reporter asked.

"me……"

Starks gritted his teeth and cursed, "I'm going to kick his ass, I won't let him go."

"But he said it was because his father was like that when he was a child..." said the reporter.

"To shut up!"

John Starks blushed, and interrupted the reporter with an angry yell, "He is a pervert. He was abused by his father when he was a child. He is already a pervert!"

"Patrick, after experiencing the humiliation of the crotch, why didn't you choose to shake your fist at the Chinese coolies? As a black man, can you bear the humiliation of the crotch imposed on you by a yellow man?" a reporter asked .

What Ewing hates most is the media, and he said in a very blunt and indifferent tone: "The first thing I have to do is to protect John. I did that, John was saved, and he got rid of that pervert. Also, I will not bear the humiliation of anyone who inflicts on my crotch, especially a yellow person."

"What would you do if you ran into him again?" the reporter asked.

"I will cut off 50+ on his head, and I will return to him everything he did on my head yesterday." Ewing said coldly.

At this time, the Suns set off again, headed to the East, and started another round of road trip. The first stop was the Orlando Magic.

Speaking of the Magic, this team has become the big winner in this year's draft. The No. [-] pick Shaquille O'Neal has shown his debut and peak performance in less than a month, and has a good chance to become the fourth super center in the league.

This big man is a monster, both static and dynamic talents are top-notch, and his comprehensive quality is unique in the history of the league. His speed and flexibility are comparable to top guards, and his explosive power is comparable to top small forwards. If he is matched with his big man, he is a perverted behemoth. Even Chamberlain back then was only comparable.

The top three in this year's draft are all centers, and the center is also the most valuable player. The second place is Alonzo Mourning, and the No. [-] pick is Kristin Laettner.

On the evening of the 28th, the game day.

"Kevin Johnson at No. [-], Dan Marley at No. [-], Richard Dumars at No. [-], Barkley at No. [-], and Oliver Miller at No. [-]."

In the visiting dressing room, head coach Paul Westphal announced the starting XI for tonight.

"yeah!"

Hearing his name, Oliver Miller jumped up excitedly.

He looked at Wang Tiejun provocatively, with a proud expression on his face.

"Congratulations, Oliver, come on!"

Mark West, who has come back, stood up and said to Oliver Miller enthusiastically.

Wang Tiejun didn't even look at the two of them. He didn't imagine being the starting center forward. He was still on a ten-day short contract. It would be nice to have a chance to play.

Westphal and Colangelo looked at each other and nodded.

They have already negotiated, and give Miller some more opportunities. After all, he is a first-round pick and the future main center selected by the team. Apart from his lack of height and weight, his potential is still very good. The team needs to be more patient with him.

At this moment, Wang Tiejun flickered in front of him, and the system screen appeared.

"Host, limited to basketball ability, please let Shaq O'Neal feel refreshed, and you will be rewarded with 100 points."

Looking at the task content, he was dumbfounded.

(End of this chapter)