Basketball glory

"Aren't you leaving yet? How long do you want to hug her?" An Ran gently patted Xie Ziyun's shoulder. As a straight man in relationships, An Ran felt Xie Ziyun's feelings for him.

"Let's go, but where are we going? I don't have a place to live." Xie Ziyun pouted, her tone seeming to say that I don't care anyway, you make the arrangements.

Since graduation, her career has been on the right track step by step, but her relationship experience has been extremely inconsistent with her own. Xie Ziyun herself can't believe that one day she, who has always been strong, will fall into the arms of others and act like a baby.

Although this man was her first boyfriend, over the past few years, she had gradually forgotten what it felt like to be in love.

"Then go to my apartment. I just rented it next to the club." An Ran thought about it and found that his own apartment was the most suitable.

After all, they came all the way to see me, so it really wasn't appropriate to send them to a hotel.

After four years, An Ran was still a little reluctant to let go. Although the person he held in his arms was so familiar, the experience of being absent from each other during the four years still brought a slight sense of strangeness to An Ran.

"Then let's go, just in time to let me see your kennel." Xie Ziyun didn't see anything unusual. She would never let An Ran go when she saw An Ran again.

Hearing this, An Ran showed an embarrassed smile. She really didn't pay much attention to the environment where she lived. Just as she was thinking about changing places to rest first, Xie Ziyun had already linked her arms and strode out of the airport.

Sitting in the taxi, An Ran felt sleepy coming, but Xie Ziyun seemed very energetic. It was obvious that she was very happy after finding An Ran. So An Ran could only hold on and not let herself fall asleep.

"How did you know I was at the airport?" Suddenly, An Ran seemed to remember something, and then asked Xie Ziyun.

"Ah? I was watching live TV at home, and then I saw you, so I checked the flight from Guangdong to Shandong, and came to wait for you in advance." Xie Ziyun didn't feel there was anything wrong with her behavior at all, she just wanted to see you, so she came

That's it. It's not the first time I've traveled far away. It's not surprising that I leave as soon as I want.

"Ah, it's less than 10 hours from the live broadcast to when we return to Shandong. You can make it here. Are you still living in Shandong?"

Xie Ziyun rolled her eyes at An Ran, her beautiful eyes looked extremely alluring in the taxi. Jinan's brother saw this scene in the mirror and almost hit the car into a highway barrier.

Seemingly seeing the embarrassment of the little brother, Xie Ziyun quietly stuck out her tongue, looking extremely embarrassed, but then she was relieved, who told you to peek at me?

"I live in Shanghai now, and I have spent a lot of energy trying to get here! Pack my things and book a flight."

"Okay, okay, thank you for your hard work. Wait for me to come over and cook for you." An Ran pouted, looking at Ziyun who seemed to be thanking her for taking the credit, and couldn't help but snicker.

"Then it's settled, let's see if your skills improve."

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Xie Ziyun heard An Ran's change of tone, then raised her head and looked at An Ran's face, a little confused about what he wanted to say.

"Then if you come here without permission, will there be any problem with your work?"

Hearing An Ran's words, Xie Ziyun breathed a sigh of relief. It turned out that this was what he was asking. Knowing that he was worried about her, Xie Ziyun felt sweet in her heart: "It's okay. I'm the boss now. It doesn't matter if I haven't been there for a few days."

After hearing her reply, An Ran felt calm and did not continue to ask any more questions. As for what she is doing now, where she lives in Shanghai, etc., there will be plenty of time to find out later.

As the speed of the car became faster and faster, An Ran couldn't open his eyelids. Xie Ziyun vaguely heard An Ran say, "Well, that's good, don't delay the work." Then when he looked up again, he found that An Ran was already leaning against him.

He fell asleep in the car seat. His heavy breathing showed that he was very tired at the moment.

Manman came closer to An Ran, Xie Ziyun kissed An Ran gently on the cheek, and then retracted her neck. She secretly glanced at the sleeping An Ran again and found that he was not awake, so she felt relieved.

At the same time, Beijing in the early morning seemed less tender and more tense.

"Yu Zaiqing, let me tell you, the uncontrolled introduction of foreign players will inevitably impact local players. Playing time and number of shots are not guaranteed, how can you grow?"

Yao Ming put his hands on the desk and roared at the person in front of him. The desk was filled with cartoon figures of various NBA players. It can be seen that the owner must be a person who also loves basketball.

"Haha, even the NBA puts profit first. The introduction of foreign players will greatly improve our viewing experience and overall level." Yu Zaiqing, who was sitting on the boss's chair, ignored the anger of the "Great Wall of China" in front of him and continued steadily as always.

He was sitting, but the cigarette butt in his hand seemed to be burned to his buttocks, which showed that he was not as relaxed as he appeared in front of him.

"Do you understand the NBA, or do I?" Yao Ming looked condescendingly at the pretentious chairman of the Basketball Association. He really didn't understand why he valued foreign players so much, but was unwilling to give local newcomers a chance to perform.

"Of course you understand." Yu Zaiqing still had the same unhurried expression, and this indifferent attitude angered Yao Ming even more.

Yao Ming said: "So? What are you not going to do?"

Yu Zaiqing said: "What can we do? The title sponsor needs a selling point, the basketball association needs money, and the athletes also need a lot of expenses. Without foreign aid to improve the viewing level, where will the team owners get the revenue?"

Yao Ming said: "So the CBA will be turned into a money alliance?"

The tone of Yao Ming's repeated questioning also made Yu Zaiqing feel angry. If he is not in his position and does not seek political power, it is not the turn of a retired athlete to intervene in the affairs of the Basketball Association.

"Don't forget, this is a matter within the system, even the CBA players. They must accept the leadership of the Basketball Association."

Yu Zaiqing's words were already a naked warning. It was too much for an athlete to interfere in these matters, and it was still early in the morning. What would other people in the office think of such a quarrel?

Seeing his face, Yao Ming said nothing. Indeed, he is just a retired athlete now. He is still a team owner at best. What qualifications do he have to interfere in the affairs of the Basketball Association?

Yao Ming actually understands that in China, the CBA is more like a game of interests. Few people will really pay attention to whether Chinese basketball players can play for the country and when the Chinese men's basketball team will rise.

Most owners are thinking about how to increase attendance, and most officials are thinking about how to expand the influence of the CBA so that they can add to their promotion resumes. Only some players still have hopes and dreams and want to revitalize the men's basketball team.

However, the emergence of foreign players has made it impossible for newcomers to stand out. The average playing time and number of shots per game have buried a large number of potential newcomers.

Just like Enron, there are too few athletes who receive strong support from their coaches in their debut. On the one hand, Enron's technology is indeed mature, but most of the new generation players still have to hone themselves on the court. On the other hand, the team is thinking about changes.

Trying out a variety of players and lineups is also a consideration.

"Director Qin is here, let's go quickly."

Yao Ming bent down and walked out of the office of the chairman of the Basketball Association, feeling disappointed.

Has Chinese basketball fallen to this point?

In the 2012 London Olympics, have you forgotten that the Chinese men’s basketball team lost all five games and was massacred by a huge score?

Does the Basketball Association still want to change?

After closing the door, Yao Ming saw several people running away. It was obvious that they were lying on the door just now and eavesdropped on the conversation between the two.

"You're so free, why don't you go to work?"

Yao Ming looked back and realized that it wasn't because he came out that they ran away, but probably because of the female white-collar worker behind him. In fact, he could guess the mentality of these employees. Although they were employees of the Basketball Association, they still didn't have many opportunities to see him.

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There is no time to lament that his fame has not diminished after many years of retirement. At this time, Yao Ming is completely occupied by worries about the future of Chinese basketball.

Seeing Yao Ming turning around, Qin Qingqing showed a professional smile, and then walked past Yao Ming silently. There was still a lot of work in his hands. These people came to visit the star. At this time, Qin Qingqing was very unhappy.

, this group of people must be dealt with properly.

"She's an interesting girl." Seeing the girls in professional attire walking past in front of him, Yao Ming felt a little comforted. At least not all of the Basketball Association's employees were just dawdling employees, and there were still some people who did their duty.