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Chapter 251 Whiteside

Taylor Swift?
Frowning, Yang Ke finally understood why Staff A looked at him so weirdly.This kind of thing, no matter who it is on, the first thought will definitely be wrong.

Yang Ke didn't say anything, put the backpack on the spot, turned around and walked to the side.On the way, he took out his mobile phone, found out Taylor's phone number, and dialed it directly.

After a while, Taylor answered the phone and said with a smile, "Yang, call me at this time, it seems that you have received the room card!"

Taylor on the other end of the phone sounded like he was participating in some event, and the noise was relatively loud, but Yang Ke didn't care about it, and asked directly, "Why did you do this?"

"When I arrived in San Antonio, you and Emma took good care of me for a while. And New York is half of my home court. Of course, I have to return some courtesy when you come here to play."

While talking, the noise on the phone gradually became farther away, and Taylor seemed to have moved to a relatively remote corner. At the same time, he lowered his voice and teased, "Could it be that you think I'm inviting you to have a chat?"

"No, I'm just asking as usual. After all, this matter is big or small. Since you still have things to do, and I have to train tomorrow, let's do it first."

After getting the answer, Yang Ke also regained his composure, without any reaction on his face, and immediately wanted to end the chat.

"Hey, wait..."

"By the way, thank you very much for your hospitality."

After closing the phone, Yang Ke accepted Taylor's kindness very naturally.Anyway, Taylor is also a super rich woman, her net worth is many times higher than his, and a luxurious single room is nothing to her.

Turning around and returning to Staff A, Yang Ke thought about it, and said to him: "Well, if someone wants to borrow my identity information next time, whether it's my agent, Emma, ​​or someone else, I think everything should go through my consent first."

Heaved a sigh of relief in his heart, Staff A was stunned, and said very solemnly: "I'm sorry, this is my problem, and I promise there will be no next time."

There is no ID card in the United States, and passports are generally used to register personal identity information when staying in hotels.In order to save time, NBA players generally hand over their passports to the team's staff and let them check in in advance.

And if a staff member discloses passport information to outsiders, he will not only face severe legal punishment, but also cause public disgust and crusade. After all, Westerners attach great importance to personal privacy.

"Ah."

Nodding his head, Yang Ke wasn't too angry, after all, there was nothing wrong with it.Furthermore, the reason why the staff will borrow his information is largely due to the fact that the other party is: Taylor Swift.

Yang Ke then turned his head, looked at Leonard, and said with a smile: "Dude, it seems that you have to find another temporary roommate. Or, you can live with me. Anyway, a luxury single room is not enough for one person. A bit too big."

Looking up at Yang Ke, Leonard heard a lot of information from this passage, but he didn't think much about it. Instead, he asked, "Yang, is the room opened under your real name?"

"Forehead."

Yang Ke was taken aback for a moment, and then he remembered that when players of the away team usually check into the hotel in the away game, they would use fake names when registering at the hotel.This part of the reason why the passports were handed over to the team's staff is to let them register the false names of each player in advance.

The reason for doing this is to avoid the endless harassment of crazy fans asking for autographs and group photos.After all, the players in the away game are already very tired. In order to maintain their state, they need more rest time.

Secondly, it is also to prevent some home fans with ulterior motives from finding the player's room and using some means to interfere with the player's rest.For example, the once well-known Qiao gang leader got harassing calls in the early hours of the morning and made a fuss.

"Probably not?"

Yang Ke said with some uncertainty that although the industry is different, Taylor is also a star and more famous than him.It should be possible to use such a small routine as writing a fake name in the hotel register, right?
"Bye-Bye!"

Hearing this, Leonard waved his hand, dragged his luggage without looking back, walked towards Popovich not far away, and said loudly, "Coach, shall we share a room tonight?"

Stopping his hands and raising his head, Popovich asked unexpectedly: "Aren't you with Yang? Why are you still looking for your old friend?"

Shrugging his shoulders, Leonard said casually: "Taylor is in the hotel opposite, and he opened a luxury single room for him. So, I'm alone again."

"Oh I got it."

Popovich nodded when he heard the words, but his expression didn't change much, and he didn't plan to find out about Yang Ke's situation in detail.

Regarding the private life of the players, Popovich has always maintained an attitude of turning a blind eye and closing one eye, of course, that is under the premise of not affecting the personal competitive state.

Looking at the time and thinking about tonight's arrangements, Popovich then said: "You go to Borrego, my old friend tonight already has someone."

"..."

His complexion became weird, and Leonard stared at Popovich in disbelief.He clearly remembered that after arriving at the hotel, Popovich hadn't spoken to anyone, so how did he confirm his old friend?
Reaching out and patting Leonard on the shoulder, Popovich walked past him with a smile on his face, carrying a file bag, and said casually, "There is no training tomorrow morning, so take a good rest."

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Popovich took the elevator to the thirteenth floor, recalling the room number in memory, and after a while, he stopped in front of room 1309 with the door slightly closed.

"I'm in!"

Popovich first knocked on the door twice politely, paused for a few seconds, and then gently opened the door while speaking.

"coach!"

In the room, a burly man was frantically packing the tableware.Seeing Popovich walking in, he stopped for a while, and his honest face blushed even more.

Closing the door behind his back, Popovich put down the file bag and said with a smile: "Pack up what, continue to eat! It's not a big deal, there's no need to be so tight, just be yourself."

The man hesitated for a moment, he didn't know if there was a deeper meaning in these words.But it seems that he really couldn't resist the temptation of food and finally left the tableware.Then continue to eat, but the movement is much smaller than before.

Seeing this, Popovich nodded in satisfaction, then walked to the opposite side of the man, pulled out a chair and sat down, and asked softly: "How is this hotel? Are you used to living in it? Hassan Whiteside."

　Tomorrow is a holiday, and I plan to go back to celebrate the New Year the day after tomorrow.Here, I wish you all a happy new year in advance.

　　PS: Although there are not many readers of this book, I still have to show my heart!
　　(～o￣▽￣)～o. . .Rolling around... o~(_△_o~)~. . .

　　
　
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