NBA backer king

Chapter 157

Wang Tiejun fished for two quarters in this game, but he performed well in the first and last quarters, and two reporters ran to him for interviews.

"Japanese?"

Among the two reporters, there is a man of yellow race who vaguely called a reporter. This person once interviewed him.

"Yes, old K, I interviewed you last time." The Japanese reporter said respectfully.

"Oh, do you broadcast the regular season in Japan?" He asked casually.

"Yes, TV Tokyo broadcasts six NBA regular season games every week. It has been broadcast since 1978, and the number of broadcasts has been expanding." The reporter introduced.

"Is there any broadcast of our Suns game?" he asked.

"Sorry, old K, because the number of broadcasts was set last year, it can no longer be changed. We did not broadcast the Suns games. But because of your reasons, our station has decided to increase the broadcasting of the Suns next season." The reporter replied.

"This is great news. But how many fans do I have in Japan now?" he asked curiously.

The reporter smiled excitedly: "Old K, although we did not broadcast the Suns' regular season, we have been broadcasting the Suns' playoffs. Your good performance in the playoffs has already gained a lot of fans in China."

"really?"

He was very happy to hear that there were a group of Japanese fans, but unfortunately, there was no plan to broadcast the game in China.

The reporter asked again: "Old K, have you heard of the Japanese basketball comic 'Slam Dunk'?"

"I've heard of it." He nodded.

The reporter immediately took out a pretty big box from his bag, handed it over respectfully, and said:
"Our TV station has recently received a lot of gifts from your fans. These are some of the letters we selected, as well as a set of 'Slam Dunk' cartoons from your fans. I hope you can accept them."

He took it, tore off the wrapping paper, and inside were several cartoons that looked like comic books, and dozens of letters.

In this stadium, after every game every night, there are many chicks who want to climb into his bed, but no one wrote him a letter, and no one gave him a gift. He casually flipped through the letters, feeling a little strange.

At this time, the reporter said again: "During the broadcast of the playoffs, we received many calls from your fans. They even thought that you were the prototype of Takenori Akagi in Slam Dunk."

"what?"

Old Wang thought it was funny, he didn't need Takehiko Inoue to arrange for him, the fans had their own ideas.

After the interview, he and his teammates returned to the locker room and started the ice bath again.

It is said that after soaking for a few times, he feels pretty good, which is really good for the recovery of physical fitness, but he is worried that he will have arthritis when he gets old.

"The Knicks won at home, 101:105, eliminated the Hornets, and reached the Eastern Conference Finals. But I guess they can't get past the Bulls."

"In the Western Conference finals, Mosaic lost in the away game, 95:120, a big defeat, and now they are two to three behind. If they can win the G6 game at home, they still have to tie the game. We have several days of rest time."

After soaking for a while, assistant coach Lewis announced the results of the other two games outside.

At this time, the head coach Westphal said: "Everyone is very tired. The team is on vacation for the past two days, and they all have a good rest at home. Don't do other irrelevant things, including the one with his wife and girlfriend."

Having said that, he raised his voice and shouted: "Old K, did you hear that?"

"I heard, I don't have a wife or girlfriend, don't worry, I don't have the habit of using my hands either." Old Wang replied quickly.

"Haha..." The locker room burst into laughter instantly.

Westphal warned: "Your physical fitness worries me the most. I warn you, even if the most beautiful female star in Hollywood asks you out, you have to fasten my belt."

"Tighten hers or mine?" Old Wang asked hastily.

"Puchi, haha..." The locker room burst into laughter again.

An hour after the game, the press conference began.

There is no media on the side of the eliminated Spurs, and losers are not paid attention to, while the Suns side is overcrowded.

"Charles, how does it feel to be in the Western Conference Finals?" a reporter asked.

"Oh, it's like the feeling before my first date with my wife. I'm looking forward to it, very exciting." Barkley said excitedly.

"Who do you think is more likely to be the Suns' opponent in the Western Conference Finals, the Supersonics or the Mosaics?" the reporter asked again.

"It's all possible, they are all very strong opponents." Barkley said calmly.

His answer was unsatisfactory to the reporter, and it was not newsworthy. The reporter who asked the question immediately turned his gun and asked Wang Tiejun.

"Old K, congratulations, you are the first rookie in the 92 years to reach the finals as a main force in the rookie season."

"Oh, didn't the big sewer O'Neill make it to the finals? And what about Alonzo Mourning, was he eliminated too?"

Comrade Wang asked in surprise.

"Haha..." The reporters below burst out laughing.

Sure enough, the reporters were more satisfied with Old K's answer.

The reporter who asked the question immediately asked again: "Old K, in the five games of the second round, you averaged 37.6 minutes per game, nearly minutes more than the first round, 11 of 6 shots, 1.5 fewer shots than the first round, 54.5% shooting, 3 percentage points higher than the first round, 6.4 free throws and 3.8 free throws, 59% shooting.

拿到15.8分11.8篮板3.4助攻1抢断2.6盖帽2.6失误3.4犯规，是球队第四点得分点，仅次于巴克利、丹马尔利、凯文约翰逊。

Do you think your current level is first-rate, not a second-rate center? "

"Of course I'm top-notch. I'm a top-notch center with excellent offense and defense."

Lao Wang said firmly: "Look at my statistics, steals, blocks, assists, points, rebounds, as well as my shooting percentage and free throws. Which second-rate center in the league can do this?"

His words did not arouse the objections of the reporters below. After all, the data is there. Except for the score, all other data have reached the level of a first-class center.

"But why do many people say that your defense is not good?" the reporter asked.

"I understand this. They are asking me to be a super center forward. This is an incentive for me. I will work harder and thank them for their recognition." He said with a smile.

At this time, the host turned over the card of an ABC TV reporter, and the reporter still asked him a question, "Old K, which team would you like to be your opponent in the Western Conference Finals?"

Someone asked Barkley this question just now, but Fatty didn’t say it, but now it was asked on his head, and he said immediately without hesitation: “This is not a question of whether I want to or not.

Charles once said to me that none of the three super centers has won a championship so far. I think this is the reason. Their skills are too good and their quality is too good, so they rely on these. The iron-blooded jumper saves effort and can avoid confrontation, so they shoot and shoot, and the championships are all taken away by others. "

"Ha ha……"

The reporters below all laughed, it's better to be old K, answering questions is much more straightforward than Barkley.

Barkley kicked Old Wang hard at the bottom, turned over and cursed in a low voice: "Shut up, old K, why are you mentioning me?"

"Old K, you had a serious physical problem in the second round, so in the next Western Conference Finals series, will you reduce your playing time?" The next reporter asked.

"The coaching staff will consider it. But the Western Conference Finals will start on the 24th. We still have at least 5 days of rest. I believe my physical fitness will recover well." He asked.

"Old K, after the second round, the league will announce the winner of the MVP of the regular season. How much do you think Barkley hopes to win this honor?" A reporter asked.

"he?"

Glancing at Barkley, the latter forced himself to be calm, but he looked very nervous at first glance. He smiled and said: "From the perspective of record, Charles should be the most promising. I think he should have a chance to win this honor."

"Who do you think Barkley or Jordan is most qualified to win the MVP?" The reporter asked.

"Of course it's Charles." He said without hesitation.

"Why? Jordan's statistics are better than Barkley's." The reporter asked.

"Because he is my brother, I must and can only support him." He said firmly.

"Thank you, brother!" Barkley was moved.

"Damn it, you still want me a girl, if you don't honor it, I will change my words next time someone asks me." He whispered.

"Pfft!"

Next to Dan Marley and Kevin Johnson laughed.

Half an hour later, the press conference ended.

When Wang Tiejun came to the parking lot, instead of taking the team's bus, he took a reasonable car to go home. On the way, he received a call from his agent Lance Hawksman.

"Old K, congratulations, you performed well tonight."

"Thank you!"

"During the playoffs, your sales of sneakers have been very stable. Mammoth's confidence in you has increased greatly, which is in your best interest. Remember, strive for a brilliant performance in the Western Conference Finals, old K, your performance on the court is the confidence I will give you when talking about endorsements. In the past few days, I have talked twice with the five local companies in Phoenix that I wanted you to endorse last time. It's not bad. The contract amount has increased a lot, but it's not enough. I think it can be higher."

"Really, that's great!"

After hanging up the phone, he calculated the money in his hands, and there was still a total of 400 million US dollars. Except for the withholding tax on wages, other taxes had not been paid. The deadline for personal tax filing was April 4th, so there was no rush.

After careful calculation of the taxes to be paid, the heavy 150 million endorsement fee has almost been spent, and the 70 tax has not yet been paid. Mammoth’s 225 million and CAA’s 100 million signing fee, after saving the tax, there is still about 160 million left.

He was very upset when he thought that most of the money in his hand belonged to the US government.

"What news is so happy?" Zhang Lili asked while driving.

"It's the endorsement contracts of the five local companies last time. If Hawksman renegotiates with them, he should be able to get more money." He said excitedly.

"I'm going to get rich again, I'm envious!" Lao Zhang laughed.

"It's a pity that in addition to paying taxes, I have to pay you wages." He said regretfully.

"squeak!"

Lao Zhang shook his hands and slid the steering wheel. He almost lost his grip and stepped on it quickly.

"Brother Zhang, what are you doing?" He asked hurriedly.

Lao Zhang glared at him, and said angrily: "What do you think, do you still want to prostitute me for nothing?"

"Haha, just kidding, Brother Zhang, find me a training place in Sijiu City, and I will train there." He said quickly.

"It's almost there."

While cheering, Lao Zhang said, "Let me find you a place to train in college. The offseason happens to be summer vacation."

"Okay." He nodded.

Lao Zhang said: "I'm going to buy a house when I return to China this time."

"Aren't you a local? You don't have a house in Forty-Nine City?" He asked in surprise.

"I didn't have any money when I was playing golf. After I got married, I lived in a house assigned to my work unit. Now I'm a poor man. I don't need any money or a house. The housing prices in the Forty-Nine City are rising every year. I made a little money from you in the past few months, which is enough for a house." Lao Zhang laughed.

"I'm going to train in Forty-Nine City this time. It seems that I have to buy a house to be convenient. Brother Zhang, what's the house price now?"

"I've inquired about it. Within the third ring road, it's more than 2000 yuan per flat, and a suite of two 10,000+ yuan can be settled, about [-] US dollars."

"That's fine, you go back and ask me, I'll buy one set. No, my two sisters also have to prepare one set for them, let's buy three sets first, the bigger one."

"Okay, I'll arrange your training when I go back, and let's do this."

"Does the housing price in Forty-Nine City rise every year?"

"That's right, let's open it again. In the past few years, we have made great strides, and the price of commercial housing has risen sharply. In 83, do you know how much the housing price was per flat?"

"How many?"

"Six and seventy yuan for a flat."

"Fuck!"

"But at that time, the per capita salary was only a few tens of yuan. If you calculate it, it means that one and a half months' salary is enough to buy one level. Now, it is four or five hundred yuan per level, which is still several times higher!"

"How many times has it increased?"

Pharaoh, who likes money, was moved. The money in his hand is useless. How about buying more houses?

"Tie Jun, what do you think about the work of the commentator? I actually like this job very much, and I have done it before." Zhang Lili said.

"You want to change careers?" he asked in surprise.

"That's what I mean, let's see the opportunity." Zhang Lili said with a smile.

He has long thought of changing careers, because beside Wang Tiejun, his job is not a trainer at all, but a handyman. All the formulation of Wang Tiejun's training content has nothing to do with him, which hits him very much and makes him very disappointed.

Of course, by hanging out with Wang Tiejun, there is money to be made, but I am too embarrassed, so I have the idea of ​​changing careers.

……

Back home, not feeling sleepy for a while, Wang Tiejun opened a letter from a Japanese fan.

"What is this writing?"

At first glance, it is all in Japanese, and I can understand a lot of characters. There are a lot of square characters, but I can't understand them together.

I folded a few more letters, and they were the same, but in one letter, there was even a photo of a girl in a white shirt and miniskirt.

"Wow, do Japanese girls wear such cool clothes?"

Stirring, stabbing, he opened all the letters and took out some photos.

"My eight, what photo did you send me as a man?"

There was actually a photo of a feminine man in it, and the seductive look in his eyes made him shiver, and he quickly tore it up and threw it into the trash can.

After thinking about it, he was still a little disgusted, so he picked it up again, ran to the kitchen and set it on fire.

Lying back on the bed, he flipped through the slam dunk manga again, but unfortunately, it was still in Japanese, which made him lose interest and threw it aside.

(End of this chapter)