nba championship predators

Chapter 22 Young lady, here I come!
Before the game, the aggressive Lakers walked towards the player tunnel with a bit of reluctance, a bit of bewilderment, and a bit of anger.

Naturally, no unsightly media came over to make trouble, because even O'Neill, who is usually the most playful and has no sense of integrity, looks like don't mess with me, I'm very annoying.

Kobe was so angry that he was about to kick someone. He managed to single-core once, but lost.

The humble voice of the 76ers fans kept echoing in my ears: one more time! one more time! one more time! …

Under the camera, the hot blonde girl gave Iverson two autumn spinach.

"Congratulations, answer!"

The roar of cheers from the fans in the arena helped her, and the big girl took the opportunity to squeeze to Iverson's side, as if she was afraid that Iverson would not hear her. Her flaming red lips almost stuck to Iverson's ears.

"Before the start of the finals, many people said that we would be swept away, but sorry, they were destined to be disappointed. We have won three games in a row, and maybe it will be the Lakers who will be swept soon. Congratulations to those who bought the bet, you are going to go bankrupt!"

Iverson dodged to the side without a trace.

Just kidding, he already has a child, and he is planning to get married after winning the championship. If he is under the watchful eyes of everyone, Tawana will definitely run away with the child.

The experienced big girl stood up straight with interest, and poked the microphone in front of Iverson: "It was not easy for you to win this time. The Lakers almost led the entire game, but you took the lead at the last moment. It's really amazing! Can you tell me the key to turning defeat into victory?"

"Oh, oh! You mean the key, don't you?"

Iverson said in a slightly exaggerated tone.

"The key is behind you, hurry up! Grab that wretched guy!"

The celebratory fans saw Zhao Ke hiding behind the female anchor and preparing to slip away from the hanging screen, and immediately let out a burst of good-natured laughter.

Zhao Ke was about to sneak away.

He doesn't think he's a showy person, and he can't say something like Horry's "I've been waiting for three years for this shot."

Is there anyone for an interview?
"Flick off your clothes when it's over, and hide yourself and your name deeply", this is Zhao Ke's style.

These pretentious lines are of course the reason for Zhao Ke to cover up and run away. He is just anxious to go home to see the young lady he picked up yesterday.

Of course, no matter what, there is no way to escape now.

Zhao Ke looked helplessly at the microphone poking at his face. This time, the blond girl didn't post it. She was at least one meter away from Zhao Ke. If the arm holding the microphone wasn't long enough, she could have stood farther away.

Why is there such a big gap between people?
Zhao Ke said that he was hit by [-] points in his heart.

"Then Mr. Key, would you like to say hello to everyone?"

"Hello, folks and folks in Philadelphia! I am Zhao Ke. I am not a key player, but a freshly baked rookie. Today is the first home game of my rookie career. Thank you very much for coming to support the neighbors. Please take care of me!"

Zhao Ke pretended to be as stiff as a crappy Neon Country waiter.

The fans who hadn't left yet burst into laughter again, unexpectedly, this Chinese Zhao was actually a joker.

The blond girl continued to ask: "Dear Zhao, what do you think is the key to the team's comeback today?"

"You mean the key?" Zhao Ke imitated Iverson's emphasis, and the latter gave him a punch.

"Yes, Mr. Key." The big girl praised her very cooperatively.

"The key to winning is of course the great Mr. Larry Brown. It is precisely because at the last moment of the game that the wise coach activated the unprecedented "Super Death Five" lineup, we caught the Lakers by surprise. Our offense caught the Lakers off guard, and our defense caught the Lakers at a loss. Mr. Larry Brown foresaw all of this, so our victory is inevitable, because we have the best head coach in the world. We win in tactics. We strictly implemented the coach's tactical intentions, so we won!" Zhao Ke Said with a splash of foam.

Iverson was stunned, Mutombo was stunned, and the blonde girl was also stunned.

This is flattering, do you still want Bilian?

Faced with more than 2 fans flattering the coach, how wretched this kid must be.

The blond girl wanted to say: "I've never seen such a brazen person".

But for the sake of my job, I still endured it and changed the subject.

"So, let's talk about your two three-pointers, shall we?"

"If I'm telling the truth, the fans won't hit me, right?" Zhao Ke asked timidly.

"I don't think so, you are the hero who reversed the game!" Although the big girl was a little surprised, she quickly caught up with the rhythm.

"Then I'll tell the truth..."

"Actually, I was fooled. My shooting percentage is usually very low. It looks like 10% during training. Allen and the others know it. If you don't believe me, ask him."

The camera is aimed at Iverson and Mutombo who are watching the excitement and are not afraid of big troubles. These two boys have obviously not recovered from the "shocking flattery" of the sycophant Zhao Ke, and they are still looking at that wretched boy with contempt.

Seeing the camera turn around, he quickly waved his hand to express that he didn't know.

Just kidding, this is the team's secret, if the Lakers find out, they will be unhappy.

"It seems that your teammates don't know about it. Who is telling the lie?" The eldest sister said with some malicious intentions.

"Well, although my shooting percentage is very low during training, I am a competitive player. You can see that in official competitions, my shooting percentage is still very high!"

Zhao Ke wiped off his sweat. To tell the truth, you don’t believe me, you insist on a good guy bragging.

"However, there is still an element of luck in that three-pointer. Let me shoot again in the same place, maybe I can't make it. As for whether you believe it or not, I believe it anyway." Zhao Ke said very bachelor.

"Well, you're in luck. So, what about that beautiful block?

"Well, when I first came on the court, I was full of concentration and energy, while Robert Horry had been playing for more than 40 minutes. He was already very tired, and his concentration was not very focused. He didn't even notice me in the defensive position, so when I took off, I was lucky to block his shot."

"You mean, blocking shots is also due to good luck?"

How can this continue, the boss doesn't want such a high point.

The blond girl felt that she was being molested by Zhao Ke, and she almost squeezed out the words between her teeth. Looking at those green eyes that were gleaming with murderous aura, it probably means that you are good-looking if you don't answer the question well.

But who is Zhao Ke? He is so, so--wretched.

"You're right. After all, I'm just a fresh rookie. My strength is still very good, but I'm lucky!"

"You are such a humble gentleman, congratulations on your victory!" The implication is, you can get out of here, you bastard, the bonus is gone.

The blond girl hurriedly finished the interview with Zhao Ke, and Shi Shiran walked towards Iverson.

Zhao Ke, who was pardoned, immediately left gracefully.

He rushed back to the locker room, washed and dressed like flying.

Then run away from the back door, miss, here I come!

　Thanks to the book friend 20171217212600469 for the reward, this book is the first reward, and I will put it on the wall to commemorate it, hehe
　　
　
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