NBA Emperor: Kobe Bryant's Son

Chapter 502 Encountered Teased by the Audience

James didn't even look back, and he knew it was the talk show actor Gilmore when he heard the voice, so he came to play as a guest NBA reporter when he had nothing to do.

The reason why James ignored him at first was largely because of the title-Lee Brown.

For example, a person named Liu Desheng was deliberately called Niu Desheng, Niu Desheng.

Durant: "LeBron, little Gilmore is calling you."

James said helplessly, "Ou~ Xie Te, I've had enough of him."

Gilmour and James met and hugged on talk shows a few years ago, and now they are stubborn to harass James.

I asked some boring questions all day long, and finally interviewed James, asking what kind of salad do you like?Do you wash your feet when you take a shower?

James answered these questions seriously.

Do you like shit-flavored chocolate or chocolate-flavored shit? This sentence should have been fabricated by a netizen, but I can’t find the source.

Gilmour asked Bryant if he liked playing basketball?Bryant replied: a little bit.

Gilmour himself is not a professional reporter, and he usually doesn't bother to come to NBA events, unless it's the All-Stars and the finals.

Seeing that James ignored him, Gilmore looked at Curry and Sean with small eyes, and walked towards them.

Although Gilmour met many stars who ignored him in the NBA, there were also friendly interactions: Nick Young, Payton Jr., McGee, Curry and so on.

Among them, Curry is the most friendly to Gilmore, and the interaction between the two is very happy.

Sean was in a bad mood, and whispered to Curry: "Brother, he is here, is he interviewing us?"

Curry tilted his head: "Haha, who knows?"

Sure enough, it was as Sean expected.

Gilmour walked straight towards Sean and Curry, and gave Curry a loving hug as soon as they met.

He is short and tall, and his head is rubbing against Curry's chest!

Sean bent over laughing on the spot, and Curry patted Gilmore on the back: "Hey, old man, long time no see."

"Stephen, I miss you to death."

"Hahaha, me too."

Gilmour let go of Curry, raised the microphone and asked Sean, "bj, why are you called bj?"

Familiar question, he once asked Durant why is he called k·d?

Durant kevindurant, isn't the English abbreviation k·d?Asking this is nonsense.

This question is different for Sean.

Sean said honestly: "b·j is my nickname, and the initials of my father and mother are combined."

Gilmour nodded. "May I give you a loving hug?"

"Ok."

At this time, Catherine and his group entered the field, and they stayed behind a group of Kobe stars.

The star wives also gathered together, James' wife, Westbrook's wife, Kobe's wife...

Gilmour glanced at him and said happily: "My God, look, Kobe and Michael are there, I'm going to do an interview."

Curry laughed: "Good idea."

The three walked to the sidelines together, the stars gathered, Kobe, O'Neal, Jordan, Garnett, Wade, Duncan...

The voice came out before the Gilmores approached.

"Kobe, Kobe, Kobe..."

It's exactly the same as the beginning of the interview with Kobe in the player tunnel.

Kobe patted his chest and pointed to Gilmour as a greeting.

Unexpectedly, instead of interviewing Kobe, Gilmour asked Jordan, "Michael, who is the starting shooting guard for the All-Star today, you or Kobe?"

Sean and Curry were the first to cover their mouths and snigger.

The rest stared at Jordan with interest, waiting for his answer.

With a black question mark on his face, Jordan smiled and shook his head, ignoring Gilmore.

Will frowned: "Hey, buddy, don't ask such mentally handicapped questions."

Gilmore pretended not to hear, raised the microphone and handed it to Kobe, and said solemnly: "Kobe, it seems that today's starting shooting guard is you."

Bryant put his arms around his chest and joked: "Oh...yes, I plan to play with you."

"Oh? I can play point guard."

Kobe shook his head violently: "No, no, no, you should play the fifth position. Damn it, the main player of your height is an All-Star center."

Everyone burst into laughter! ! !

Sean patted his thigh and laughed wildly, and the "giggle" laughter of the star wives came from behind him.

Kobe turned his head to look at the sound, and felt that he was very funny, and his interest in chatting with Gilmore suddenly increased.

"Me and my fat friends are point guards."

"You have to play center, don't waste talent."

Kobe also spoke nonsense in a serious manner, using his own way to deal with his own body.Gilmore was speechless.

Garnett tried to ask: "Little Chubby, why don't you pester LeBron?"

"LeBron ignored me again. It's okay. I interviewed the superstars in the audience and deliberately didn't talk to him. He must be terrified."

O'Neill quipped: "He'd pee his pants."

Everyone laughed from ear to ear.

At this time, Kobe reminded Sean and his team to prepare to play.

Sean, Will, Curry, Owen and others entered the locker room to prepare. Sean expressed his gratitude to Will in person, and helped find his grandfather and uncle before.

Will said small problem!

Anderson's group met Mateo on their way to the toilet, who nodded in greeting.

Roy was slightly surprised, and deliberately said: "Hey~ boy, why don't you salute me?"

Matteo wondered, "Why should I salute you?"

"You don't know me? I'm Roy Galen, the main star of the Lakers."

"I know, you just hang out with my cousin."

Mateo's tone was neither salty nor weak.

Roy became annoyed and said, "What are you talking about, we are brothers."

"Brother who messed with my cousin, did I say something wrong?"

Mateo didn't turn his head back after speaking, leaving Roy in a mess.

"Damn, this kid is not big or small..."

"Fart, Roy, do you still want him to salute you??"

Anderson sneered: "Thinking too much."

Soon.

The stadium was full of spectators, all the celebrities came, and there were too many active and retired stars!

An analogy: Morant had a gun strapped to his waist and accidentally fired it, killing a random All-Star.

Some NBA bosses are in the VIP seats, and some are watching the game in private rooms. The NBA has private rooms, and generally the broadcast shots are rarely shot.

Lights off.

James and Durant took the lead, causing the audience to cheer!

Sean, Curry, Will, Irving, Jokic, Embiid, Tatum and other starters or substitutes all played.

The two captains stood on the stage, and behind them sat a group of All-Star players.

Xiao Hua acted as the host, first raised the microphone to greet the audience, and then said: "The selection process is officially opened, and Kevin Durant will come first."

Durant nodded. Today he was in high spirits, with a kind smile on his face: "My No.1 pick, he is the most shining star in the league, and my closest little brother—Sean Bryant."

Sean smiled and stood up, causing the audience to scream and shout. He trotted all the way to Durant's side, and the two greeted each other with hand gestures.

suddenly.

Durant accidentally pulled Sean's hand up and said loudly: "Stable!!!"

The whole audience was silent and stupefied.

I don't know what Durant means by calling "steady"?

James heard it.

Jokingly said: "I buy Karma, k·d, you and b·j are stable? I don't care about so many of our fellows, you two against eight?"

As soon as James said it, the audience burst into laughter, feeling that Durant's "stable" was too arrogant.

People like Will who like to pretend to be cool can't help but smile from ear to ear, let alone other people.

Durant and Sean froze, embarrassed for a while!

Durant lowered his head, with a dissatisfied expression, and cursed inwardly: LeBron, I'll fuck you, and I won't be able to step down again.

Sean's ears were hot, and he covered his mouth and complained, "Damn it, what are you shouting for? It made me lose face with you."

"Bastard, can I blame this? It's all LeBron's fault, deliberately embarrassing us."

"It's obviously you who shouted..."

"Stop infighting, and blow up LeBron for a while. We must be united and not be looked down upon."

"........"

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