basketball never sleeps

Chapter 187 Clearing Hell

Author: I feel restless while bathing

Chapter 187 Clearing Hell

"Here, give me the ball, Patrick!"

In Madison Square Garden, a figure outside the three-point line was running and shouting.

The gorilla protecting the ball gritted his teeth and avoided the steal from "Big Dream" on one side. Seeing that several other Rockets players were about to double-team him, he gave up his idea of ​​attacking and threw it away unwillingly.

"Don't let Starks shoot!"

Tang Shuai, who had always been gentle, did not care about his image at this time and pointed in the direction of Mo Wen (replacing Starks) and shouted.

After receiving the ball, Mo Wen quickly adjusted his movements and started shooting, and "Mad Max" had already rushed in front of "Mad Max" (nicknamed Starks).

Mo Wen, who was well prepared, did not rush to take action, but waited until Maxwell was about to pounce on him before he lowered his arm, dribbled to one side, and threw the ball out at the speed of light before the next Rockets player could pounce.

.

Swish——

Countless cheers from the sidelines sounded as the buzzer sounded when the timer ended.

The game is not over yet, but a 10-point halftime lead is enough to give New York fans hope of winning the championship.

With a big score of 3-1 and a huge advantage at halftime, the Knicks are only one step away from winning the third championship in team history.

In the locker room, all the Knicks players were excited about the success of the game.

Only the gorilla Ewing was a little unhappy, and he approached Mo Wen (Starks) again with doubts.

"John (Starks), what kind of medicine did you take in the finals? If you were so strong before, we probably wouldn't have lost in the first few rounds."

Mo Wen was holding a 50-cent coin that someone had dropped, and he was wasting time by flipping it up and down in his hand and guessing heads and tails.

"Would you believe me if I said I received instructions from God?"

Ewing tilted his head and made a "black question mark face" expression.

Do you think I believe it or not?

Mo Wen didn't explain anything. There was still half-time. As long as we played according to the rhythm, we could win the [Hell Copy] in the 1993-94 season finals.

The Rockets in this copy feel much better than the Rockets in the original video, but the Knicks' personnel configuration is still OK. His offense and organization plus the iron-blooded defense trained by Riley have produced a good chemical reaction.

The Starks he replaced can barely be regarded as his bankrupt version. This guy is nicknamed "Madman". He has a passable three-pointer, above-average organizational skills, and his iconic desperate breakthrough.

Except for being slightly better than him in speed and jumping, all other abilities are fully covered by him.

He would not encounter such a suitable substitute player once in ten games.

In original history, the Knicks and Rockets played 7 games this year and ultimately lost the championship. Starks can be said to have "indispensable credit" for this.

Throughout the series, Starks and Ewing took turns going undercover and getting sick alternately. As the core of the Knicks' offense inside and outside, the two averaged a field goal percentage of less than 37% throughout the series. And Starks was even more creative.

Historically, in the tiebreaker, he made 2 of 18 shots, 0 of 11 three-pointers, and the final buzzer-beater was blocked by Dameng.

Mo Wen's efficiency will become worse under the defensive intensity of the old version, but even if he imitates Ou Shenxian and eats and eats, he still won't be able to stretch his hips to the level of Starks.

"Are you curious how I became so strong?"

Mo Wen hooked the neck of the first-generation gorilla, looked around to see if any of his teammates were coming over, then mysteriously lowered his voice and whispered in his ear...

Ewing nodded quickly.

He wanted to know too much. He was about to win this round of the finals. Mo Wen had similar statistics to him, but the difference in shooting percentage between the two was close to 20%. Although he grabbed a lot of rebounds, Mo Wen's

He had more assists. When he was waiting for the FMVP selection, except for the title of boss, he was almost crushed by Mo Wen (Starks).

"This is a secret, you must not tell others!"

"Uh-huh."

"I discovered a ritual, a sacrificial ritual passed down from the previous war period. After completing this ritual, I gained the power of the devil, so I performed in the finals."

“···”

"You kid are making fun of me, aren't you!?" Ewing, who listened carefully to the last part, was confused at first, and then he clenched his fists angrily, grinning and wanted to give Mo Wen something good.

"Diablo, this is my name."

A voice suddenly came from Mo Wen, who had his mouth closed, and directly stopped Ewing's movements.

"You, you, you...WTF!"

"Ah? Did you hear it?" Mo Wen frowned and pretended to be stupid, "Did you also hear His voice?"

"Did you gain the power of the devil, or were you...damn it!"

Ewing dared to chat and joke with Mo Wen, jumping out of the bench like a spring.

"Doctor...oh no, it's a priest, hell, a priest! John...John, he's possessed by a demon!"

The gorilla's move successfully attracted everyone's attention in the locker room.

Riley also cast a questioning look.

Don't stop teasing the orangutan after seeing this.

"That was ventriloquism just now, idiot!" As he spoke, Mo Wen raised a palm and opened and closed it like a doll.

"You know, that means a declaration of war!" (Bugs Bunny's classic line)

It's not so clear ventriloquism, but it does sound a bit like anime dubbing.

"This is the ventriloquism I've been practicing recently. How about it? Is it still like that?"

Anyway, idle time is idle. Mo Wen usually uses the time when he is not playing in the dungeon to practice this kind of small skills. Otherwise, he will feel bored just watching the game or chatting with these NPCs for a long time.

"That is to say, what I just heard was actually... crumbs, damn bastard, don't run away!"

Before going on the court, Mo Wen came next to Ewing again.

"Diablo, this is my name."

"Go away!" Ewing rolled his eyes.

Mo Wen didn't pay attention and just showed a meaningful smile.

…

After halftime, when they came back, the Rockets sent Maxwell and Kenny Smith, who was still a player, to guard him.

In this era, it is stated that zone defense is not allowed, and there are also rules for illegal defense. However, the penalty for illegal defense is actually very subjective. As long as the defensive players double-team too blatantly, there is an additional difference between the theoretical defensive goal and the actual defense.

Referees generally turn a blind eye to the amount of movement between targets. (Explanation of illegal defense can be found in Chapter 81)

The two-man marking, coupled with the ability to defend, is very annoying.

But others on the Knicks benefited.

The current Knicks are not yet the luxury tax team that they will become. The players on the team are a bit average in ability, but they are still players who can reach the Finals with the Knicks.

Coupled with Mo Wenlao's feeding cakes, no matter how bad your teeth are, you can still eat some.

The score could not be caught up for a long time, and the Rockets decided to start with defense and took out a "wrench".

But it's not in vain to "wrench" the Knicks, not to mention this is their home court.

After three quarters, the score between the two teams remained at 12 points.

"Give me that damn ball now!"

Olajuwon, who was completing his key position inside, shouted anxiously to his teammates.

After receiving the pass from the outside, Olajuwon performed a classic unexplained dream dance move, created a little space, slanted his body and pushed the ball into the basket.

Seeing Olajuwon roaring at his teammates, Mo Wen was also quite emotional.

[Your job is to dribble the ball across half court and give me the damn ball.]

This sentence was actually what Olajuwon said to his teammates first, because he felt that those outside scumbags with a shooting percentage of less than 40% were not worthy of competing with him, a star insider with a shooting percentage of more than 50%.

Olajuwon's temper was quite hot in his early years. Later, he believed in the turban religion and changed his name. In addition, the arrival of Tang Shuai eased his temper slightly, but only slightly. At a critical moment like this,

If his teammates dare not pass the ball to him or show some hesitation, they will still be criticized by him.

Stars in this era are not so kind and friendly. They really don't get used to it when their teammates get sick, and they really complain and scold them in public!

Thinking about Dayao later... his fists became hard.

Fortunately, because of his existence in this time and space, Dayao is not so stressed and he is not so honest.

But it is still far behind compared to the big dream, and we need to continue to cultivate.

Returning to the defensive end, Da Meng did not give up hope. Facing Mo Wen's Spirit Snake breakthrough, after realizing that he was bound to lose his position, he did not hesitate to pull Mo Wen to the ground with an elbow.

"Fake Squid, are you seeking death for making such a big move!?"

"Want to fight, you bastard!"

"You can only use these dirty tricks if you can't defend yourself? Okay, you'll probably get the ball in the paint after a while!"

Knicks players angrily approached Olajuwon.

Mo Wen, who got up from the ground and took protective actions, was not seriously injured.

He was angry, but Mo Wen had no intention of taking action openly.

If he deliberately made a move and was sent off by a bad foul, according to the rules of the copy space, the game would be automatically ruled a loss.

Normally, that's fine, but today I can't box openly.

However, Mo Wen's "sensibleness" was also noticed by Ewing.

He instinctively felt something was wrong.

Starks was a reckless man who dared to try to dunk him during the trial. In the past few years with the Knicks, he has also been a leader who "never suffered a loss, fought whenever there was a fight, and never lost a fight."

Mo Wen showed no anger at this time. In his eyes, he was as weird as he wanted.

As the lead continued to expand, Mo Wen led the Knicks to further speed up the game. When the feeling came, he also shot a few super long three-pointers that dragged Riley out of the coach's seat.

In the final quarter, with three minutes left before the end of the game, the two teams were as high as 16 points apart. With the scoring ability shown by the Rockets in this series, even if the Knicks failed to score a single point later, they would not be able to catch up.

In the last 2 minutes, the Knicks replaced all the core players and began to let the bench and water cooler players enjoy the spotlight of the Finals.

"Are you really John? Your performance just now is not the John I know. Also, your skills, your shooting posture, your defensive habits, and the way you speak, are really weird.

It’s like a different person!”

Sitting on the bench, Ewing, who was not dazzled by the joy of winning the championship, looked at Mo Wen seriously with his two eyes and two black hole-like nostrils.

"Of course...no."

"Actually, I didn't lie just now. That guy Starks did perform a ritual, or a transaction, so what's left in front of you now is Starks's body and the devil at the crossroads - Diabo

Luo.”

Mo Wen said with a smile.

But his deep gaze pierced straight into Ewing's pupils like a sharp sword.

"Stop joking, bastard..."

Ewing wanted to see through the disguise of this sentence with his eyes, but Mo Wen's motionless facial muscles and unwavering gaze made him feel colder the more he looked at each other.

"You have to have a limit when joking..."

"Fake, you guy, why don't you smile? Are you a devil..."

"This joke is not funny, man, you have gone too far..."

"Fake..."

Gudu——

"If you think this is just a joke, then just think of it as a joke." Mo Wen moved his eyes away, but still didn't laugh.

Gudu——

"Would you like to play a game? This coin does not require you to guess. You only need to choose whether it is heads or tails."

"If you choose the front, everything will be reset, Starks will come back, everyone's memories will be reset, and your ending will be empty-handed. Oh, by the way, I'm not just talking about this year.

."

"And if you choose the other way around, the deal between Starks and me will continue. He will leave today 10 years later because of an accident. But today you can still win the championship, and you also have a 50% probability of winning it."

Become FMVP, a truly weighty and exclusive honor for you."

"Then from now until the end of the game, you can make a decision."

Mo Wen put the coin into Ewing's palm.

Ewing looked at the coins in his hand and suppressed his smile.

"You...are so fake. How can a devil give people a chance to choose?"

"Devils are also transformed from humans."

Mo Wen chuckled lightly and looked at Ewing again with his penetrating eyes, "It's the same thing again. If you don't believe it, you can just treat it as a game."

Looking at Mo Wen's eyes, a chill ran down Ewing's spine. He was sure that the pervert in front of him was definitely not a bastard like Starks!

Could it be that this guy is really possessed by a devil?

Ewing looked at the 50 cents placed in the center of his hand. His big palm was shaking for unknown reasons and he could no longer hold the small coin.

"I'm warning you one last time. If you are still John and still my brother, take it away! Your joke has gone too far."

Mo Wen smiled politely and shook his head: "I'm sorry, his trade request only included playing games and nothing related to brothers. If you don't want to make a choice, you can just throw it away and hand it all over.

God."

"Does the devil believe in God?" Ewing asked.

"No, I just want to see how you would choose, choose him or yourself; choose God or yourself." Mo Wen's tone was frivolous, and the smile on his face made Mo Wen feel like he was

It's a pervert.

He stood up and stretched. The fans around him thought he was celebrating his victory, so they cheered for "Starks" who had contributed many wonderful performances.

Needless to say, when the Knicks win, New York fans are still very enthusiastic.

"Would you like to stand up and feel it, Patrick? This wonderful victory, you will not forget this moment."

"No matter what choice you make, I sincerely recommend that you stand up and experience it. Really, this is much more delicious than the apple that Adam and Eve ate."

Seeing that Ewing was still wavering, Mo Wen directly grabbed his jersey, then took one of his hands and raised it to the sky.

The camera turned to this side at the right time, and the fans cheered even louder when they saw this scene.

Ewing was a little at a loss at first. He grabbed the coin with his other hand and held it tightly. His nails were embedded in his flesh, which looked painful.

But the real pain made him feel very happy.

Because it made him feel that all of this was real.

The cheers washed away his soul, and for a moment, he even forgot the existence of the coin in his hand.

"It's true," Ewing murmured.

Mo Wen: "No, this is a dream."

Ewing closed his eyes: "No, this is real!!"

Mo Wen: "It depends on your choice."

Ewing's voice was a little trembling: "This is real, you can't take it away!"

Mo Wenze laughed: "Is it difficult to choose?"

Ewing's arms embracing happiness fell weakly, turned his head, looked at Mo Wen and said firmly: "I can confirm that you are not John."

Mo Wen smiled and pointed at the clock: "Depending on the progress of the game, you still have two minutes, enjoy it or continue to enjoy it."

Ewing took a deep breath: "I feel like I have the freedom to refuse."

"Rejection is a choice." Mo Wen still kept smiling.

The fans at the scene were eagerly looking forward to the end of time, and Ewing was also hesitant in the dilemma of choice.

Mo Wen, who was playing in the human world, rubbed his chin. Perhaps, when he retired from the human world, he could really get a job from Satan.

Finally, when time was almost running out, Ewing took the coin and put it back in Mo Wen's hand.

"Whether what you say is true or false, this is my decision. Return John to us. Our fate will be decided by ourselves!"

"Your choice is beyond my expectation. Are you sure you don't regret it?"

"Honor is earned by oneself, not given by the devil!" Ewing's eyes became firmer.

"If this is a dream, then let all this wake up. If this is not a dream, then this is what we all deserve!"

"Haha, good night, have a good dream, Parker."

The picture in front of me shattered and dissipated like flowing light and broken shadows.

The consciousness returns to the body, and the rested body once again uses abundant physical energy to wash away the tired and abnormal soul.

Patrick...it's a pity, that's just a dream.

Hahu——

After two years, he finally got it done!

He has won the championship twice in real life, but this is the first time he has cleared [Hell Dungeon] in the dungeon space.

After a while, Mo Wen, who was recovering from the joy of victory, suddenly remembered that he still had a "finals gift package" that he had yet to receive.

Summoning the space light curtain, the colorful novelties in the first row in the inventory were, as expected, his reward for clearing the [Hell Dungeon] last night.

Take a deep breath.

He was quite looking forward to it, after all, he had been coveting these rewards for a long time.

He is not in short supply of high-level potential rough stones now. His success rate in [Nightmare Copy] is 65%.

He has no shortage of badges either. Basically, he has almost completed all the high-level badges. There are bonuses from badges, but for him who relies on experience to play, the increase is not particularly large. It serves more of a guarantee, such as

When his hand condition is very poor, he has the blessing of the badge, and his hit rate and success rate of actions are basically guaranteed.

As for skill packs…

After 50 years of playing golf, there is nothing I can't learn from it.

The specialty products, talents and black technology of [Hell Dungeon] are what he really pays attention to.

Click on them one by one.

Ignoring the old acquaintances in front, Mo Wen turned his attention to the three behind.

[Talent: Leaper]: Bounce increases by 2 points, bullet speed increases by 20%.

(Note 1: Increasing the bounce attribute can ignore the upper limit) (Note 2: Regular bullet speed is positively related to the bounce value)

[Talent: Pretender]: Behaviors are more likely to be recognized and believed by others.

(Note 1: No restrictions on on-court behavior) (Note 2: It will be difficult to remove the mask after being left on for a long time, so please always check your heart.)

Two talents appeared at once?

hiss--

Is he considered the European Emperor?

Or is this the grand prize that was won during the dozens of previous "lucky star losing streaks"?

[Pulverizer] This talent is still decent, although it is not that useful to him at this stage. After all, his floor-flowing style of play will probably not change until his injury resistance is maxed out.

But [Pretender] feels like an affinity halo?

This is not really "everything you do is just."

Let’s diverge our thoughts a little more… A scumbag’s artifact?

That's not right. Even though he is a scumbag, he doesn't seem to have any need for this. After all, the one he is close to is little Catherine, and the couple at home are playing with each other. Mo Wen can get in, but he can't.

(Later, the governor’s daughter, Melody’s granddaughter, Katherine Schwarzenegger will be written as Little Catherine, and the fitness instructor and masseur will be called Big Catherine, as everyone knows.)

However, [Pretender] does not have any numbers to support it. Whether the specific effect will be as metaphysical as a badge is unknown. We will verify it later.

The last prize is also the black technology that he is most looking forward to.

Let me be healthy——

"Safety"

Mo Wen blinked.

Looking at the red piece of paper in front of me with peace written on it like a paper charm, I was dumbfounded.

What is this? Why does it feel so unreliable?

Put it up and click on its details.

[Peace Talisman]: Avoiding misfortunes does not lead to good fortune. The holder does not deliberately seek misfortunes and will not encounter life or death crises.

(Note 1: After a total of 72 hours of carrying, it can be permanently bound, no need to carry it, it will be permanent) (Note 2: It can be transferred before the binding is completed, but cannot be transferred after the binding is completed)

Wait, watch it again.

···

Mo Wen seemed to understand the meaning of this so-called black technology.

Good guy, the end of technology is metaphysics, right?

It seems that this thing is of little use, especially if it is placed in China, it is even more useless.

However, in this world where everyone eats chicken.

Being able to guarantee safety is truly an incredible ability.

In one year in Miami, he has heard gunshots in nearly seven different neighborhoods.

Mo Wen only saw Kuai Gun face to face when he went out to play with Ao Pang, and he was scared to death just once.

Within the shooting range, all living beings are equal. No matter how much money you have, you can't stop the bullet.

With this thing, as long as he doesn't be too promiscuous and go to those slum alleys that look dangerous at first sight, wouldn't he be able to go wherever he wants in such a big world?

nice one.

If you have the chance, get a few more, and your family and friends here in the United States should all be able to use them.

Looking at the concrete peace charm, I thought I would find something to hang around my neck later.

The light curtain dispersed and Mo Wen let out a breath as he looked at the unfamiliar ceiling.

This wave of rewards has successfully aroused the interest in Mowen's strategy copy.

There is nothing that will make him reach the sky in one fell swoop, but the things he is given are good things.

It's just a pity that because the number of finals is the smallest, the number of [Hell Dungeon] is also the smallest. It can take as little as four or five days, or as long as more than a week to get [Hell Dungeon].

Therefore, we must continue to become stronger.

It was a good thing that I didn't know before, but now that I know, I definitely can't waste the opportunity in vain.

Mo Wen, who was full of energy, was recognized by Xiao Mo Wen with a raised hand.

The girl who was about to wake up in her arms noticed something strange and opened her eyes in a daze.

"Morning, my dear."

In the hazy state, she adjusted the position of her little head and lower body so that she could lie more comfortably in Mo Wen's arms.

The other hand groped for Mo Wen's other arm, trying to pull that arm into his arms and hold it.

Mo Wen had no reason to refuse.

Compared with the two mature bodies at home, the girl's soft and white skin feels different.

Don't get me wrong, I don't think this old law-abiding citizen will get it right before he comes up.

When it comes to falling in love, the vegetarian version is more flavorful than the non-vegetarian version. At least it must be done step by step to make it more enjoyable.

Mo Wen and Catherine both enjoyed the feeling of being respected and loved by each other.

And to take a step back, he doubted whether little Catherine's body could withstand his intensity.

There are two professionals in the family, one specializes in fitness and the other specializes in yoga. He can win the upper hand in a duel. Little Catherine is a little girl who has not yet left the ivory tower...

The scariest thing is that Mo Wen's body is still getting stronger...

Forget it, let little Catherine figure it out on her own later.

(Don’t mention the third daughter of the Stallone family. The eldest daughter was born in 1996 and is still in elementary school at this time...)

After struggling for a while, Mo Wen was completely awake, and so was the girl who had regained consciousness.

The red-hot Mo Wen meets the pink steam girl.

Pure love is inherently pure.

So, eat her within three days!

…

"Believe me, this algorithm will change the whole world!"

The lizard man waved his spit in front of Mo Wen.

It was already the second day, and Mo Wen had not yet observed the lizard lines and eyelids that were rumored online.

"So, Mo, are you planning on joining us or becoming our boss?"

Classmate Xiao Zha looked at Kaizi in front of him expectantly.

In the latest Forbes statistics, Mo Wen has entered two lists, one is the value list of NBA stars, and the other is the celebrity income list.

The star value list is a comprehensive evaluation of the player based on the annual salary he earned in the past year and the performance he contributed on the field, and then a unified ranking was made.

In people's words, it is the best value for money ranking.

Mo Wen topped the list with an annual salary of 6 million, followed by Billups with an annual salary of 5.5 million.

Many economic experts believe they have found the reason why the Pistons and Heat won the championship, because they both received the "middle class dividend"!

As for the following celebrity income list.

Mo Wen ranked 13th in the United States with $26.2 million in unpaid taxable income.

Nike's contract accounts for the majority, not only the 13 million fixed contract, but also the 2 million incentive clause Mo Wen has basically triggered. From this contract alone, Mo Wen earned 15 million

Of course, this list is not based solely on income. It considers two factors - wealth and influence.

Ao Pang has 9 million more than Mo Wen, ranking 6th. Director Spielberg, who is ranked behind Ao Pang, earned 80 million last year, but his influence is not nearly as great, so he can only be ranked behind Ao Pang.

Mo Wen's net worth is not particularly high, but it is still a terrifying amount for them.

The largest social media in North America is not Facebook yet, but MySpace.

According to statistics at the beginning of June, Facebook had just 3 million users, while MS users had reached 17.7 million.

In April this year, classmate Xiao Zha was still thinking about selling Facebook to MS for 75 million.

But MS was unable to reveal the blame at that time.

Both companies are burning money, and MS, which has the absolute advantage, has no interest in paying attention to Xiao Zha. When they raised funds at the beginning of the year, their valuation was only 46 million. A few months later, they spent 75 million to buy a "little brother." Isn't this just pure resentment?

Classmate Xiao Zha is also in a nervous state now. They don’t have much money in their accounts. In addition to burning money on the server, they have recently studied how to apply the big data system developed by Yahoo and their own algorithms to Facebook.

The push, that is, the targeted push that DouKuaiB later implemented, also cost them a lot of manpower and money.

The good news is that Fox News Group has started to acquire MS. As the second largest company in the same category, their value has also increased.

"Of course I'm interested. I've been using your Facebook page. I also majored in computer science in college. It's just that I can't understand your algorithm for a while, and the effect is not that clear. So, I won't beat around the bush.

I will have my brokerage team and legal team come over this week, and they will discuss specific investment issues. You should be prepared. They are professional and not as easy to deal with as me."

Mo Wen didn't want to show any particular urgency.

Mo Wen, who is familiar with Xiao Zha's personality, still believes that professional matters should be left to professionals. Now Facebook's valuation is around 85-90 million, and he is not greedy. Just taking 10% is enough.

Financing is not only a matter of money, but also the resources behind it. The rise of a large company definitely does not mean that money can solve the problem.

He has acquired too much equity, and if Facebook asks him to help open up the Chinese market, he may be made to look like a different person inside and outside.

When Facebook finishes digesting the North American market, it is estimated that it will have several rounds of financing, and its equity index will definitely be diluted and cut in half.

He just wants to be a small shareholder who doesn't care about anything and makes some "small" money.

After the investigation on Facebook, Mo Wen took Catherine to Los Angeles, preparing to start a vacation.

But Nike suddenly called and asked him to leave for another 2 days.

It's annoying, but there's nothing I can do about it. After all, the 15 million contract doesn't mean you can get it easily just by shooting two commercials and wearing Nike shoes during the game.

When he returns to China, he will have to go on another run with Nike, and it won't just be China, but all the wealthy regions in Asia will have to make that trip.

Of course, it is not just Mo Wen who is so "miserable", other stars who have signed big contracts generally follow this process.

Appear in various places, build a sense of presence, and sell shoes.

Hundreds of millions!

But he didn't expect that the first activity he came to would be "Dancing with Snakes".

On the first day of the autograph session, Nike arranged for Mo Wen and Nao Nai to play against each other on the left and right sides of the venue.

The highest point is that the promotional poster also features a PK, with Mo Wen and Kobe on the left and right, and the positions where the two of them are standing are the left and right shoulders of the suspected shadow of Ao Pang.

Mo Wen didn't feel anything else except a little numbness.

But Kobe didn't know whether it was Mo Wen or the shadow of the shark that aroused his desire to win. The signature was so fast.

He quickly consumed the sneakers prepared by Nike at a rate that was close to twice that of Mo Wen. He originally wanted to move on to the next step, but when he turned around he was told that today only signings were available...

The rest of the time can only be spent chatting and interacting with the fans, waiting for Nike to send another batch of sneakers.

The scene in which he was waiting happened to be captured by a photographer. There was a sharp contrast between the lonely Kobe and the busy Mo Wen.

Moreover, people tend to blindly follow people in queues. When I saw that there were not many people queuing up at Laocha, there were even fewer people who were willing to join the queue there.

Later, when the shoes arrived, the queue did not form yet, but the queue waiting for Nacha became a little bigger, and the signing time of the day came again.

At first, Kobe didn't think there was any problem. He even felt that he had won yesterday's competition because he sold more shoes.

But after seeing the stark comparison of the flow of people in a certain newspaper, his mentality almost collapsed.

Labor and management is that the sneakers are sold too fast and are out of stock. Why do you mean that no one cares about Kobe's sneakers?

This is Los Angeles, the home of labor and management!

For the next day's event, Nike actually didn't arrange any intense activities. They just took the children from the two teams to play an exhibition match.

Mo Wen originally wanted to play for fun, but no one expected it. After Kobe came up and gave the children a few opportunities to perform perfunctorily, he started to play singles with Mo Wen.

A good performance, most of the show was a duel between Mo Wen and this guy.

Kobe was still not satisfied with his 2-point victory at 21:19, and wanted to drag Mo Wen to continue the duel after the event.

"Go, go, take your basketball, Bryant!" Mo Wen waved his hands helplessly.

"Why, it's not enough for a young talent to play for so long? If you want to perfect your skills, you must work harder when you are young. If you don't get better, you won't be able to compete when that fat man exists.

To compete for MVP."

Kobe said in the tone of someone who has experienced it.

"Have the Lakers made it to the playoffs?" Mo Wen was most annoyed by the tone of someone who had come from before, so he asked rhetorically instead of answering.

Kobe: "..."

"Have you won the MVP?" Mo Wen continued to ask.

Kobe: "..."

"Let me tell you another thing, in this year's FMVP voting, Shaq didn't get a single vote." Mo Wen continued to worry.

Kobe: "..."

Angrily, Kobe left the venue in a hurry and called the team manager as soon as he got to the car.

"There is no need to go out of your way to clear the team's space. That kid is not suitable for the Lakers."

Kupchak on the other end of the phone paused for a moment before he realized who Kobe was talking about.

"Didn't we discuss before that he is a good partner for you? I also asked Phil specifically, and he said that you two are suitable."

"No, I've talked to him, but we can't talk."

"...Is that so? Then we can only choose that child."

On June 28, the draft was held at Madison Garden.

Compared with last year, this year's draft picks are very different from those in history.

The new Bobcats, with the worst record in the league, were waiting for their second No. 1 pick in their second season after joining the league.

And as expected, they also selected the number one pick, Big Hot Bogout.

Danzi, who was still just the Bobcats' junior owner, laughed almost unabashedly in front of the camera after confirming that the team had selected Bodog.

Danzi, who had suffered a loss, admired Bogout's "optimistic and cheerful" mature character.

Coming off the draft stage, he showed off his extraordinary self-confidence.

Known as "White Duncan" or "Duncan Second", he did not show any respect for Duncan himself.

"Tim Duncan? I played against him when I was representing Australia at the Athens Olympics and there was nothing special about him."

"Perhaps his only advantage is that he understands NBA rules better than me? Looking at his performance in this year's finals, I don't think I am any worse than him!"

Of course, Duncan was not the only one who took advantage of the situation. When reporters discovered that this guy had no way of talking, all the famous insiders in the league were criticized by him.

Daben? He’s just a strong man with no muscles!

Xiao Ao? You’re a coward!

Yao Ming? Who?

Howard, a high school student, is a loser!

Divac? Are you insulting me with a turtle?!

Fellow fellow Longley? He also deserves to be a Kangaroo player?

Okafor? Is he a player? Ah, he turns out to be my teammate, sorry I don’t know him hahahaha!

To sum it up in one sentence, other than Olney, the rest of the younger generation are like chickens and dogs, trying to sell Seoul.

The reporters who interviewed him were quite happy at first, but by the end of the interview, they felt that the content of the interview was a bit fake.

Are you sure this is not a fabrication by some third-rate tabloid?

Would a normal person talk like this?

But Bodog is such a confident person.

Because the recent three consecutive MVPs have all come from point guards, the market for Deron, Paul and Fatton this year can be said to be bullish all the way, and even threatened Bodog's status as the number one pick. He is one of the rookies.

The body has inherited the will of the famous star and roared that the alliance is too weak now. It is his duty to restore the glory of the inside.

The Hornets, who held the second pick, hesitated for a long time, and finally took a fancy to Marvin Williams' talent despite David West's mediocre statistics.

The Jazz are the only ones whose picks have not changed. They have the right to exchange draft picks with the Trail Blazers this year. However, historically, the Trail Blazers won the No. 3 pick, but this time they won the No. 3 pick. No.

Why did they hesitate before choosing Deron, who seemed to have better physical conditions?

Finally, under the sad eyes of the Raptors manager, the Lakers used the No. 4 pick from the trade to select the player who had no shortcomings in the scouting report except short stature.

Mo Wen touched his chin.

Damn it, isn't it? Kobe and Paul really got together as a team?

No more tonight...

(End of chapter)