I'm not a basketball bully

In the post-match interview session, the reporters took the lead in asking questions about the Jazz's starting power forward, Carlos Boozer.

"Carlos, your offensive performance tonight is pretty good, but you said you let Su Ye show his true colors, but you let him score a career-high 31 points and 15 rebounds, so how do you explain it? "

The local reporter in Philadelphia took on Carlos Boozer.

Boozer performed well today, scoring 25 points and 8 rebounds. The main reason is that Su Ye is often attracted by Mehmet Okur to defend. Boozer often does not directly face Su Ye's defense , allowing him to get a lot of easy scoring opportunities.

But he is an out-and-out scoring machine on the defensive end.

He allowed Su Ye to win 31+15, and at the same time eclipsed his own 25+8.

"The original shape is revealed?"

Boozer smiled slightly, and replied confidently: "He really showed his true colors. He already has the strength to score 30+15 on the battlefield."

"What's wrong? I did what I said, is there something wrong?"

After all, he is also an old man who has been in the NBA, and Boozer knows how to quibble.

Boozer's tone of voice was very serious.

The reporter couldn't help but twitched the corners of his mouth.

There are such stubborn people in this world!

Really, speechless.

. . . . .

"I didn't play well at the critical moment of the game, but Su Ye and Allen found the winning moment at the last moment of the game. That's why we lost the game."

Paul, on the other hand, was more serious when he was interviewed by reporters.

It's not obvious that Paul's time in the league is too short, and he doesn't understand the depth of the NBA.

"You had a fierce confrontation with Su Ye in the game. Does that mean that Wake Forest University's strong-butt team has broken up?"

"Of course there won't be a breakup, but the next time I face Su Ye, I will definitely strike hard. I won't lose to Su Ye!"

"I see. Then at the last moment of the match, you were knocked down by Su Ye. What do you think about that round?"

"excuse me!"

Paul glared at the reporter, turned his head and went straight to the player tunnel without saying a word.

If you don't talk about this matter, I can talk to you for a while longer!

. . . . .

And Su Ye's side.

Su Ye was originally in a good mood.

He was thinking, tonight I scored 31+15, scored consecutively at critical moments, and also staged the operation of piercing the crotch + shaking Paul, and will definitely be praised in the post-match interview.

After the match, Su Ye acted like he was going to interview me, interview me soon.

The reporter also came to Su Ye with a smile on his microphone, but the first question at the beginning made Su Ye completely embarrassed.

"Su, you accidentally pushed the car in a race, ah no, you hit Jessica Alba by mistake, so we all want to know, did you do it on purpose?" The reporter asked expectantly.

Su Ye: "..."

I am special!

Lao Tzu had 31 points and 15 rebounds!

I knocked Chris Paul down!

I beat Mehmet Okur against the sky!

I have so many wonderful shots today, you didn't mention any of them, but why did you bring up Jessica Alba?

Are you really criticizing me as a veteran in the basketball world?

"You said it was a mistake, and you still ask me if I did it on purpose. I think you really want to keep the rhythm, so let me just say it, I didn't do it on purpose!"

"So, we all know that you didn't do it on purpose, but you just wanted to ask."

Su Ye: "..." You know I didn't mean it and you still ask?

"What's the problem, Sue, why did you grab Jessica Alba's feet? Do you have a special kind of thing about girls' feet..."

"Go away!"

Before the reporter finished speaking, Su Ye interrupted loudly: "At that time, Jessica stretched out her feet to protect herself. Didn't you see the thin round roots of the [-]cm high heels? The whole village is eating!"

Su Ye was shocked immediately, it's all right if you ask our old Su if he did it on purpose, but he still suspects that Lao Tzu has that kind of foot fetish? !

You think I'm Stephen Curry, the future dunk king of the nba. I don't know what kind of thing I want to do when I ask my wife for a picture of his feet in an away game.

Su Ye really wanted to declare for himself that I am not that kind of foot fetish pervert!

I love not only feet, but also legs and breasts!I love everything!

A qualified old color critic, you can't just say that he is a foot lover.

Of course, a qualified old color critic will naturally not admit himself publicly in front of everyone.

"So that's it, that's all right, the interview is over, thank you for your cooperation."

After asking two questions, the reporter left contentedly.

Only Su Ye was left standing there with a dazed expression on his face.

No, hello, what about basketball?

How about 31 points and 15 rebounds?

What about the thoughts of Chris Paul, a good brother from Laozi's university?

I came here to interview Lao Tzu with you, just to ask about the shitty thing with Jessica Alba?

You are a person who doesn't even intend to ask questions about basketball!

Su Ye even wondered if he was playing a serious NBA...

When Su Ye was about to leave, he found that Iverson and Hayes were talking and laughing next to him.

And Iverson was still whispering something in Hayes' ear, blocking it with his hands, obviously not wanting others to hear.

Hayes had that irrepressible excitement on his face.

Just like the first time I went to the second floor of the foot-washing city to order a technician, I was full of excitement and excitement about the unknown.

But the two noticed Su Ye's eyes cast over, and immediately restrained their smiles.

"What are you two laughing at?" Su Ye came over and asked with a straight face.

"Nothing, just thinking of happy things."

Su Ye glared at the two of them.

He didn't need to think about it, the two must be talking about himself and Jessica.

. . . . . . .

On the other side, Jessica Alba was also caught by reporters on the sidelines for a wave of interviews before leaving.

"Jessica, you were accidentally bumped by Su Ye during the game. You were frightened at the time, so when Su Ye bumped into you, what was your first thought?"

Jessica Alba said casually: "The feeling at the time was great."

The reporter's eyes lit up when he heard the words.

There is a lot of information!

big?So, where is it big?

"I mean, Su Ye has a big body and great strength. He hurt me a lot."

It's big and hurts.

There seems to be nothing wrong with it.

But it just feels a little out of order

"Uh, apart from that round, are you satisfied with Su Ye's performance in this game?"

"Of course he performed very well and even broke his career scoring record, so maybe this is me bringing him luck."

"And do you show up at the Wachovia Center a lot?"

"possible!"

. . . .

Before leaving the arena, Su Ye took the initiative to apologize to Jessica Alba.

"I'm really sorry during the competition. I didn't mean it. If you feel unwell, I'll take you to the hospital for a checkup." Su Ye was still very gentlemanly.

"It's okay, I'm in good health." Jessica said, "If you really feel sorry, you can leave me some tickets. I heard that your NBA players have family tickets."

"That's okay."

As Jessica said, NBA players do have relative tickets, one for away games and two for home games. There is a limit on the number of tickets for each season.

However, Su Ye has no friends or relatives in the United States, so it is useless to keep the tickets for relatives.

"Yes, if you want to watch the game, please contact me at any time, and I will save all the tickets for you."

"Ok!"

The corners of Jessica Alba's mouth curled up, and satisfied joy flowed from his face.

The ticket plan is completed!

See if I can handle it in the future, and you're done!

. . . .

. . . .

After bidding farewell to Jessica Alba, Su Ye returned to the locker room.

Opening the door of the locker room, he was suddenly startled by a burst of explosions.

boom! boom! boom!

Su Ye was startled: "What are you doing, the little ribbons are all put up, is anyone celebrating their birthday?"

"Nono, congratulations on getting out of the singles, and your girlfriend is a Hollywood actress, you are really lucky, brother, I am also envious." Iverson came over and said with his arms around Su Ye.

Su Ye quickly explained: "I really have nothing to do with Jessica."

"Okay, okay, I understand, we all understand."

Iverson thought about it, people came to watch your game specially, you are going to be pushed by them, and they said that it is not a relationship between boyfriend and girlfriend.

Even if not now, it will be in the future!

"By the way, ai, what did you call me? Nono!"

Su Ye was a little surprised by the name Iverson gave him.

Someone even took the initiative to be his good grandson.

"Didn't I hear Chris call you that all the time? I just learned from him a few times. It shouldn't be a problem."

"It's nothing, just call it if you like."

Of course Su Ye would not refuse to come to be his grandson.

"Okay, let's not talk about this and that. I also want to congratulate you for getting the first 30+ in your career, and the first 30+ is 30+15. You are even more explosive than your brother and the first 30+ in my career!"

"I wish you that scoring 30+ in the future is as easy as eating and drinking water. Come on, let's take a photo with my brothers, Andre, go and get that piece of paper and the camera!"

While talking, Iverson pressed Su Ye on the bench in the locker room.

Then he took another A4 paper from Iguodala's hand.

The words 4+31 are written on the A15 paper.

This small posture is as if Zhang Dashuai scored 100 points in a single game back then.

"Haha, Brother Ai, there's no need to do this, it's only 31 points."

"What you want is what you want. Is there always a first time in life? The sense of ritual must be in place."

Iverson was a little anxious and put his arms around Su Ye's shoulders.

Su Ye felt a little puzzled. Iverson has been acting weird since the game ended.

Ever since Iverson and Hayes whispered in his interview, Su Ye felt something was wrong.

In addition to the conversation just now, I always felt that Iverson seemed to be in a hurry.

"Andre, after a while you call [-], and Ye Ye and I call eggplant, you just take pictures and that's it!"

"Ok!"

Su Ye was forcibly compared by Iverson.

Something is wrong!

It's getting worse and worse!

Everyone in the locker room was looking at him, and they seemed to be holding back a burst of laughter.

Didn't you just accidentally push Jessica Alba?It won't make you laugh like this, it's endless.

Suddenly, Su Ye thought of something.

There seemed to be someone missing in the locker room.

correct!

What about Chuck Hayes?

Everyone is there, except Hayes, the sixth child.

There was only one place in the locker room that he hadn't seen since he came in, and that was behind the locker room door.

And the position behind the door is now behind him.

And there is...

Ever since he entered the locker room, Iverson has been pulling himself, seemingly guiding himself not to look behind the door.

Intuition told Su Ye that there must be someone behind the door!

And it was Hayes!

If nothing else happens, he is right behind the door now, and he should be holding some kind of weapon!

"one two Three!"

"Eggplant smash!"

Just after Allen Iverson called eggplant, Su Ye really heard movement behind him.

Su Ye stood up abruptly, and held down Iverson firmly with his hands.

"Hahaha, come, come! My heart is so cold, my heart is soaring!"

Hayes called out.

The next moment, a large bucket of cold water poured down with a splash.

Fortunately, Su Ye hid quickly and did not pour water on his head, but it hurt Allen Iverson next to him.

The cold water poured down from the top of Iverson's head, and the cold Iverson's soul would rush out of the sky cap.

"Wang Defa, cool off! I'm freezing to death!"

"Hey, what's going on? Why are you okay!"

All of a sudden, Iverson noticed that Su Ye was fine, not even a drop of water touched his body.

In the entire locker room, all the players were shouting excitedly.

"Ahahaha! So cool! It's so fucking exciting! Brother Su, you have today too! Huh? What's going on? Why are you, Brother Ai?"

The industry is holding a bucket and jumping happily like a child.

After all the water in the bucket was poured out, Hayes saw clearly that Iverson was the one who became drowned.

What I just aimed at should be Su Ye, right?

Oops, wrong person!

Hayes was carrying the bucket, and was so embarrassed that he almost dug a hole in his slippers with his toes. He blamed himself: "I'm sorry, Brother Ai, I really didn't mean to..."

Iverson yelled speechlessly: "It's okay if you can't shoot the ball, but you can't aim if you pour a bucket of water, you trash!"

Su Ye looked proud.

Fortunately, Lao Tzu has a strong insight ability, otherwise he would have almost become a drowned rat.

After a moment of complacency, Su Ye then looked at Hayes with cold eyes.

And also broke the knuckles of the fingers, making a crackling sound.

"Brother Su, the mastermind is Brother Ai, I'm just a worker."

Iverson also stood up when he heard the words, glaring at Chuck Hayes.

"Don't, don't, Brother Su, Brother Ai!"

"Ah!"

Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!

"Take it easy, take it easy!"

"Ai Ge Su Ge, it hurts so much, it hurts to death, buy a disc!"

In the locker room of the 76ers, Su Ye and Iverson slapped Hayes' butt with slippers and Hayes begged for mercy.

Head coach Maurice Cheeks walked to the door of the locker room and was just about to open it.

But that unbearable voice came to his ears, and he froze at the door of the locker room for a moment, with the urge to give up this team.

"This is the locker room, you guys are playing too openly..."