NBA villain

Chapter 742 Commercial Activities II

This is a five-star hotel in Seoul, but the occupancy rate is not high.

After the elevator door opened, Yang Di raised his head and looked at the instructions of the door number, and turned south and left. The houses in the northern hemisphere are almost facing south, especially in five-star hotels. A large number of rooms are arranged to face south, which is convenient for sunlight to enter the room.

Fortunately, there are Arabic numerals on it, otherwise Yang Di really wouldn't know which room it is, because he doesn't understand Korean at all.

He raised his head and looked at the house numbers one by one, 2020, 2022, 2024
While searching, the door of the room in front of him suddenly opened, and a red figure flashed out from behind the door.

She was also taken aback. Yang Di's figure was too burly, standing there like a mountain, she didn't expect that there was someone outside the door, and her face turned pale with fright.

But immediately, she covered her mouth, widened her eyes, and let out a cry of surprise.

"Yang Di?!"

Yang Di immediately made a booing gesture, signaling her to lower her voice. After all, she has already arrived in a public place, so she should pay attention to her quality, right?
The girl seemed to have just taken a bath, and her body was sprayed with the scent of herbal perfume. Her hair was not completely dried, and it was wet and casually draped over her shoulders. She suddenly remembered, and immediately stroked her hair back, revealing She has a delicate face, bright eyes and white teeth, and she is extremely beautiful.

Yang Di's eyes lit up, the girl looks so beautiful.

And different from ordinary Asian women, this girl's figure is also extremely hot. She is only wearing a large printed T-shirt, but she can still see the chiseled arrogance from Yang Di's perspective.

"How do you know me?" Yang Di used English, and I don't know if she can understand it.

As a result, the girl responded to him in very fluent English: "I am your fan, I have been watching the Golden State Warriors game, and I went to college in California."

"Oh~"

Di Yang raised his tone, thinking in his heart that this might be an overseas student from South Korea.

"I went to watch your game live in Oakland!" The girl showed a sweet smile, her eyes completed the last quarter moon.

"Really!" Yang Di suddenly became interested, and chatted with her in the aisle, "When is the game?"

"Last year there was a game against the Portland Trail Blazers, because at that time the Portland Trail Blazers also had our excellent basketball player Ha Seung-jin from Korea. In that game, Ha Seung-jin played later, you remember?"

Yang Di laughed dryly, "I remember, Ha Seung Jin is a very good athlete. I have played against him a few times. He is tall, able to grab rebounds, and able to attack. I have something for him. impression."

"Really?" The girl obviously just said it casually, but she didn't expect to get Yang Di's evaluation, which made her very happy.

"I asked why so many people came here in the past two days. It turns out that you are coming here, Yang Di. No wonder, I have seen many new faces in this hotel today."

"Have you lived here long?"

"Not anymore." The girl waved her hand, then turned her head and asked, "Are you looking for a room?"

"Um, yes, I don't know where this room is, and it's my first time here." Yang Di handed his meal card to the girl. The girl took the room card and looked at it, pointing in the opposite direction: "odd number The number is on the other side, this hotel is divided into odd and even numbers, and the numbers on this half are even numbers."

"Yang Diouba, can you sign for me? I'm your fan!" The girl returned the room card to Yang Di, put her hands on her chest, and said pleadingly.

Yang Di looked at the outline of her chest calmly, thinking that I am your fan, but smiled kindly on his face: "No problem, I also want to thank you for helping me find a room!"

"My name is Clara, wait for me, I'll go in and find a jersey, where are the commemorative T-shirts you won this year!"

Clara turned and opened the door, ran in again, and searched around the room.

"Hey, that's weird, where's my jersey?" Clara made a loud noise as she rummaged through boxes and boxes. Yang Di stood at the door and looked in curiously. Suddenly, she saw some private items in the toilet and the room. The girl was very nervous, and she didn't even think about letting Yang Di avoid it.

Yang Di blushed and felt that this was a bit inappropriate. He stood at the door and said, "Clara, I'm going back to my room first. It's okay. Don't worry. Anyway, you know my room number. If you can't find it later, I'll give you another one, I have a lot of jerseys over there."

"Yeah, that would be great!"

When Clara's voice came, Yang Di showed a slight smile on his face, she is really a lovely girl.

Seoul, Jangchung Gymnasium.

In the morning, it was nine points bright.

The stadium was full of seats, and Yang Di's appeal in South Korea was exceptionally prominent. The number of jerseys and sneakers sold in this area, Yang Di is already the highest in the NBA.

A lot of artists came, mainly young people, Rain, Hyun Bin, TVXQ five people.

Female artists are mainly Song Hye Kyo and Song Ji Hyo.

The host is a fat man with a rap accent, wearing bell-bottom pants and basketball shoes, with a special alternative, probably also an alternative trend.

"Let's welcome Yang Di!"

The host spoke in Korean, and then the female translator translated it in Yang Di's ear. Yang Di waved his hand and walked out, and the fans immediately applauded.

Yang Di high-fived all the artists on the scene one by one, he didn't know any of them anyway.

South Korea's men's basketball national team also has several players. The guards include Liang Donggeun who is 1 meters, and Kim Dongwoo who is 82 meters. The taller players are Kim Jung-soo and Kim Min-soo.

At the beginning, it was an artist basketball game, which was divided into two groups to compete.

In fact, it was an exhibition match that was more amateur than amateur. Yang Di didn't warm up, but he didn't need to warm up at all.

In the first round, Liang Dong-geun, who was in control of the ball, gave the ball to Yang Di sensibly. The one who defended Yang Di was Kim Jong-soo, who was 2 meters high. The others looked at the difference in height and weight, and they couldn’t afford to defend at all. desire.

However, Jin Zhengshou defended very well, moving forward with one hand, almost covering Yang Di's eyes.

Yang Di raised his hand and shook it, Jin Zhengshou immediately jumped up like a conditioned reflex, obviously because his nerves were too tight, he jumped up and realized that Yang Di hadn't moved at all.

Yang Di waited for Kim Jong-shou to land, raised his hand and made another shot.

Kim Jong-soo almost couldn't resist jumping up for the second time.

Yang Di feinted three times in a row, then suddenly jumped up on the spot, stepping on the three-point line and directly making a jumper.

Kim Jong-soo was a little embarrassed at this time. Although the fans' laughter was kind, it sounded particularly harsh to his ears.

Yang Di raised his hand and pulled it out. Only then did he realize that he stretched out his hand to interfere. He didn't believe that such a rhythmic shot could be scored?

"Shh!"

The basketball went directly through the heart and into the net neatly.

The fans at the scene screamed loudly, and many people shouted the slogan "MVP Yang".

Jin Zhengshou's eyes widened. What he saw on TV was completely different from what he was facing. Yang Di's shot speed was actually faster than all the guards he had seen.

"Is this the strength of the top NBA stars? It's scary!"

(End of this chapter)