basketball never sleeps

Chapter 189: Aren’t centers just for doing dirty work?

Author: I feel restless while bathing

Chapter 189: Aren’t centers just for doing dirty work?

"No, no, no, Shaq, you go and play. I have to go back to China. I haven't been home for a year. If I don't go back in the summer, I guarantee that my mother will fly over and test the broom with my head.

The hardness of his belt would be tested on my butt by my father!"

"I advise you to exercise some restraint, otherwise when I come back I will find you all turned into a ball and I will be the only one to enjoy those delicacies."

"Isn't your wife due to give birth soon? You must be so careful not to be so weak that you can't even hold the baby!"

"Leave me less. I will have more people to pass the ball to next season. If you dare to be in a daze on the court, you will never catch my pass again!"

Although the vacation is two months late, for ordinary championship players, they still have a lot of rest time. If they can resist the guilt of falling, they can even relax more and have a lot of fun.

O'Neal called Wade and a few fun-loving veterans, chartered a small island far away from the regular shipping lanes, found a bunch of girls who like fitness, and prepared to start a week-long closure with a male to female ratio of 1:3.

Physical training.

For a moment, Mo Wen felt a little interested.

Unfortunately, Mo Wen eventually left the group because he was not perverted enough.

He has two professional trainers at home for physical training. With this kind of open-plan cooking, his mind is not so poor that he needs that kind of perverted stimulation to be satisfied.

Some time ago, when sending little Catherine back, T800 also had a frank conversation with him about this issue. Catherine was still young, and Mo Wen was an energetic sports star. There were some things that were unavoidable, but as long as things were dealt with

If you do it well and no one knows about it, you can just pretend that nothing happened.

Anyway, Mo Wen pretended throughout the whole process that the innocent boy didn't understand, and he did it, but there was no need to show off such a thing.

After winning the FMVP, he was "barely" considered a successful person. During the three years since he came to the United States, his emotional experience, which was as clean as a blank slate compared to the natives, had long been dug up, and he was called "American."

"Ding Zhen" is not an exaggeration.

Mo Wen didn't want to cause scandalous news about himself to spread all over the world, because an accidental polite interaction would be unreasonably speculated by various third-rate tabloids. He had no intention of breaking this persona before he became a pervert.

In early August, after bidding farewell to the Olympics, Mo Wen finally boarded a plane back to China a year later.

For an international superstar, Mo Wen's return to China is a big deal.

After this year's finals, everyone originally thought that Mo Wen would bring Da Zhi back with him, but Mo Wen still gave the stage to Da Zhi.

Mo Wen didn't want to act like he was using his power to overwhelm others... although he did use some of his power.

To put it bluntly, Dazhi's matter was caused by poor information, his own stupidity, and an unspeakable atmosphere.

After talking about it, he admitted his mistake, apologized, shed tears, and bowed.

No matter what, Chinese fans are very tolerant.

As long as we don't go into detail above, it's over.

But what made Mo Wen a little uncomfortable was that he originally wanted to keep a low profile and rest for two days, but he turned around and was still arranged.

Last year, Yang Ma didn’t shoot a documentary for him, and it ended badly. It ended in the United States. The producer felt it was a bit wrong, so he discussed it with Mo Wen’s team and decided on this itinerary.

Mo Wen is no longer alone. At least outside, he has to be responsible for a team of more than a dozen people. The domestic side also intends to create the image of Mo Wen as a "national business card". When the two sides are combined, the news of his return trip has been announced.

Fans of Xiaoxianrou may block the exit lanes of the airport, but not those of Mo Wen's status.

It is shameful to say that in order to ensure that he could leave, many public officials with badges near the Shanghai Airport used manpower to open and maintain a channel for him. He was truly occupying public resources.

As soon as he could catch his breath after returning home, he held a press conference arranged by his team to briefly announce his possible schedule and explain his reasons for not participating in the Asian Championships.

Let’s talk everything out of the way first, so as not to have to arrange all the other things later.

Then he finally gained partial freedom again.

A summer rain during the plum season became Mo Wen's best cover for returning home.

Claiming that he was going to Yanjing for a meeting, he finally returned home secretly.

There was no particularly tender scene, and Mo’s father even came back from work only an hour early.

Mo Wen's appearance on TV was much more frequent than his phone calls at home, and the time for his return was also scheduled in advance, so no big surprise could be brewed.

The soft and delicious fish balls slide smoothly into the belly along the throat where the rice wine has just been passed down, and then eat a piece of fennel beans cooked by grandma over a slow fire.

Bah, bah, bah—

This feels so good.

Snap——

"Stop chirping."

Looking at the mother's chopsticks, Mo Wen, who was domineering outside, showed a begging expression that had not been used for a long time.

"You kid, you've become a famous person, but you're still like this."

At the dinner table, Mo Wen kept chatting about his interesting stories in the United States. His parents and grandparents also talked about the changes and stories in his hometown.

The familiar local accent healed Mo Wen's tired spirit.

At night, the rain stopped.

The temporarily formed creeks along the roadside dissipate with the summer heat, leaving only the fresh fragrance in the air.

Grandpa was afraid that the fact that Mo Wen was at home would be exposed, so he went out for a walk as usual. Mo Wen confidently occupied his old man's rocking chair and used his 95 kilograms of weight to test the quality of these 20-year-old antiques.

Think about it, when I was young, my parents' generation had many brothers and sisters, so I naturally had many brothers and sisters, so I had to fight for the right to own the rocking chair.

The carpenter's craftsmanship is really remarkable for being able to survive to this day despite the destruction of a bunch of young men.

Squeak, squeak——

The swaying rocking chair took away the last trace of impetuosity under the hazy night sky.

…

After lazing around at home for three days, before his parents got tired of him, Mo Wen took the team that had been holding his breath for a long time and started traveling all over the country again.

Although Mowen's success has nothing to do with the fans, Mowen's status and everything in Mowen's pocket are inseparable from the support of the fans.

Don't worry about the route or anything like that. His team, relevant domestic departments and Nike have all planned and prepared it.

He only needs to smile, occasionally interact with lucky fans, and show off his terrifying ball skills to get cheers from the fans.

"The sports atmosphere in our country is quite good."

Mo Chuang, the cousin in charge of Mo Wen's domestic affairs, sighed as he looked at the crowded stadium.

"It's good, but I can't keep it."

Director Li, who was in the stands on one side, shook his head and sighed.

"How come we can't keep them and all the fans can't fly to the United States to watch the game?" Mo Chuang didn't understand.

"The fans are buying into Mo Wen, the NBA, not basketball."

"Those sponsors and TV stations prefer to buy broadcast rights that favor the NBA rather than local games."

"He has gained fame and the NBA has taken away the profits, so we can only hold the golden bowl and beg for food. This guy also wants to let out all the high-end players. You said that your own land has been left to waste, and you can only spend money to buy food later.

Is this good?"

Director Li, who was over 50 years old, sighed.

Director Li is not a short-sighted person. In the previous conversations, he reasoned with Mo Wen and left Mo Wen speechless several times.

It's not some sophistry or some high-handedness, it's just a normal discussion. Those things that need to be considered cannot be solved by basketball.

If it was someone like "Thank God, believe in gods and ghosts", Mo Wen might not even bother to pay attention to it.

But Director Li, although his approach is flawed in some aspects, he is one of the few leaders in the domestic sports circle who understands football and league operations. It can be seen from his series of actions that he really wants to

Basketball developed.

The foundation of CBA's commercialization was built by him, but CBA did not develop according to his vision in the end.

According to his thinking, the legendary "Polaris Project" pie is quite delicious.

But the problem is, he may be retired in a few years.

The grievances and grievances here are not enough to be understood by Mo Wen in the previous life, but if everything really goes back to the original track.

It would be better to follow Mo Wen's simple and crude idea and let him go.

In other words, learn from the Neon Basketball Association.

No matter how prosperous it is domestically, it is of no use if its performance internationally is a mess.

Who cares about scissors and hammers for both hands?

In the end, it still depends on external performance.

Oh, it is indeed useful. Many people’s wallets will bulge, but are they harvesting the fans’ money?

No, there is still hope for the fans.

The popularity of a sport is ultimately sustained by victory.

…

"Brother Chuang, have you obtained the contacts and files of those children?"

Back at the hotel, Mo Wen slumped down on the sofa tiredly and rubbed his eyes.

It’s another day of dry mouth and tongue.

"Here, it's all here."

Mo Chuang gave Mo Wen a stack of information with his profile picture printed on it.

"You just want to give away a bunch of young talents from junior high and high school. Are you a little impatient? You only went out to college?" Mo Chuang was a little puzzled.

"Robbing people, don't hurry. By the time they are 18, the domestic group will have already gone up and eaten them until all the bones are left. With a stable income of hundreds of thousands a year and an uncertain future, they

If you don't know how to choose, the adults in their family will." Mo Wen shook his head and sighed.

After turning over a few pages, I saw a familiar name.

He stretched out his finger and flicked the file in front of him.

Chen Jianghua.

I'm told you are a genius, I hope you won't disappoint me.

"By the way, Mo, the league has responded to the matter you asked me to pay attention to before. You are welcome to take over... Oh no, it is admission. President Stern also specifically told me that we had better complete the admission before September.

Because the alliance has recently been considering military expansion and standardization."

Humann, who was fiddling with his notebook on the other side, suddenly said.

"Oh, is this considered insider trading?" Mo Wen smiled.

"Yes, he said, you must not tell other people, well, at least other people who can speak English." Heumann also laughed.

"Okay, as for the matter of a few million dollars, you and Brother Chuang should contact our lovely sponsors. For this matter, they will inevitably increase my endorsement fee next year."

Mo Wen arranged the information aside and stretched out comfortably.

"Why don't you make a profit on this kind of opportunity first?" Heumann was a little confused.

"If you are willing to use your money, just go ahead and make money. The liquidity is so small. I won't make much money and may get into trouble. I can just be the middleman for this kind of thing." Mo Wen yawned.

Walk into the room.

What the two people were talking about was nothing strange, it was about the acquisition of NBDL teams.

That's right, Mo Wen still wants to poach the corner of socialism.

Provide a stage for domestic players with potential to perform behind-the-scenes operations to showcase themselves.

As the development league of the NBA, the NBDL does not have a rule that players cannot hold shares. NBA players cannot hold shares of the team. The main reason is that the NBA bosses do not want players to overstep.

In the final analysis, the NBA is a business league with the largest owners. Stern's prestige comes from his own efforts, but his rights come from the owners of each team.

The sale and purchase of a team is not the final decision of the holder of the team's shares, it must be approved by other owners.

Just so domineering.

But the NBDL is just a league composed of lousy bosses that is dependent on the NBA, so it is not as bad as it is, at least not as bad as it is at this time.

Weber once bought an NBDL team for his brother who had a basketball dream, and then put his brother in the starting position.

There are only 8 teams in the NBDL during this period, and 2 teams are not operating well and are preparing to withdraw this year.

Mo Wen was targeting those two teams.

At first he thought about his fate.

But after thinking about it later, he gave up the idea of ​​becoming his own boss.

Whether it was Danzi or later Yao, when he joined the team, he either ruined his reputation or ruined his interpersonal relationships. If you think about all the mess, you would have to pay your own wages later.

Isn't it good to work honestly?

For NBA players, excluding those like Kemp who were bankrupted by illegitimate children, and those like Simmons who were kidnapped by extravagant consumption, the bankruptcy of most players actually stems from investment failures.

In Mo Wen’s past life, the most common way for the middle class to return to poverty, apart from school district F, was to invest in starting a business...

Daba is still playing in the NBDL. Although the two of them have conflicts, he can give up his million-dollar annual salary in China to pursue his dreams abroad, and Mo Wen is not good at being a villain in this regard.

Many of Mowen's domestic sponsors are not willing to give money directly and want to enter the NBA but have no way. This can be considered an opportunity.

In Mo Wen's memory, after the expansion this year, the NBDL was officially standardized, and it gradually became profitable in the future, and its value also increased along with the NBA.

It’s not a loss anyway.

In fact, he doesn't have to worry about so many other things or arrangements, and can just relax and be a star, eating and drinking when he should - luxury cars, beautiful women, and a wild life.

But after replacing Dayao and becoming the benchmark, the pressure also followed.

He can bear it for 5, 10 or even 20 years.

But time will not always be on his side.

He couldn't do it with all his heart and soul, he couldn't do it with all his heart and blood, and he couldn't do it with all his strength, so just do what you can.

After all, there is Dayao.

Isn’t the center the one who does the dirty work?

He used his brain and Yao worked hard to achieve it. This is reasonable, right?

…

While Mo Wen was traveling around the country, a certain black boy wearing sunglasses who looked a bit like Danzi also came to Yanjing with his girlfriend under Nike's arrangement.

It has to be said that although the "Little Emperor" missed the playoffs for two consecutive years, his violent and fierce playing style still attracted many fans.

Tickets for his event were once sold for 150 yuan.

The 150 in 2005 was quite a lot. Of course, it was still a bit lower than last year when Danzi came and a ticket was sold for nearly 2,000.

LeBron is still very dedicated. He signs autographs on the sidelines, interacts on the court, and performs dunks. It cannot be said that he does not have any airs, but he does not have the airs of an emperor.

It’s much better than last year’s trip to China where Danzi only ate air-lifted pasta, basically only interacted with leaders when talking, and the highlight of the whole trip was awarding an award to a middle school student.

Objectively speaking, football stars are people with better playing skills, and movie stars are people with better acting skills. It’s just that you think you are superior to others. What does it mean to be superior to others?

When fans become slaves inexplicably, the money is not enough, and you have to put your face in front of them and let them step on you.

Anyway, after this incident, Danzi's godhood and status are still there, but his divinity is gone, which can be regarded as a good lesson for domestic fans.

James was still interacting and speaking with fans in the arena, but a team of security guards suddenly rushed in.

The host of the event was a bit confused.

But then someone leaned into his ear and said something, and he immediately straightened up.

"Really? This...isn't this great?!"

Ajan was also a little confused, but he quickly thought of something after being hinted by Nike in advance.

When the host read out the name with trembling, there was a brief silence for two seconds, and then it was like a riot, and the cheers of the crowd almost turned the roof off.

"Hey, I knew it was you, my brother!" James enthusiastically stretched out his hands towards Mo Wen with "full happiness" and a little bit of helplessness.

"You knew it was me, why didn't you notify me when you came? This is my home court, do you think you can escape?"

Mo Wenying went over and patted James on the back.

The No. 1 pick and the last pick in the 2003 class are acting like close old friends at this moment.

But James was panicked because as soon as Mo Wen came, his camera disappeared.

James looked at the person in charge of Nike who organized the event with some embarrassment.

But the person in charge of Nike is now looking at Mo Wen and applauding.

He suddenly had a bad premonition that Mo Wen had been summoned without any arrangements for this stupid thing, right?

If you can express yourself freely...

A Zhan shuddered as he looked at Mo Wen.

He is planning to hold a training camp in the summer, and he is still considering whether to invite Wade and Bosh. If he invites them and attracts Mo Wen, the training camp will probably not be fun.

During the playoffs, he worked as a free sparring partner for the Heat for a period of time. He didn't learn much skills, but it strengthened his determination to recruit people in the Heat.

Playing on the same team with such a pervert every day, it's no wonder the Heat's perimeter defense is so good.

Of course, when stars get together to interact, they can't just chat.

The sudden surprise made the host empty out everything he had prepared, and then he took a moment to ask the person in charge of the event if he could arrange a solo for the two of them.

The person in charge of the event forwarded this message to the teams on both sides.

"Are you going to compete, James? Let's see if you've gone crazy these past two months?"

"I don't have as busy a schedule as you. In order to defeat you, I have been exercising and gaining weight during the offseason!" James proudly gestured to the muscles on his arms.

He is not as persistent as Kobe. When he finds that technology cannot solve the problem for a while, he turns to his body for answers.

A sober LeBron continued: "Neither of us warmed up today, so I think it's better not to play too seriously."

"How about we perform a dunk?"

"OK!"

The little emperor's eyes lit up,

This can be done, he is good at it!

There is no referee, the two simply take turns performing, and the victory or defeat mainly depends on the cheers of the audience.

But the little emperor's smile did not last long.

because……

No matter what actions Mo Wen made, Mo Wen would always get louder cheers than him.

And what's even more frightening is that he can clearly feel that Mo Wen's jumping has improved!

He didn't see Mo Wen jump higher, nor did he feel Mo Wen jump further, but he could still feel Mo Wen's progress.

A Zhan originally wanted to play, but after playing, he became more serious.

Unfortunately, his coordination prevents him from doing anything special, and he can only use powerful dunks to show off his style.

Split Huashan with force, smash with great force, dunk with tomahawk, fold and dunk...

After acquiring the talent [Leaper], Mo Wen's jumping attribute also reached 80, reaching the level of a star, although it is still much worse than those talented men.

But there are more and more ways to dunk.

His dunk attributes are not low either.

In order to vent his suppressed emotions, he can deduct all the deductions in the dungeon.

After Mo Wen's win rate stabilized in [Nightmare Dungeon], he was not lacking in high-level potential. He didn't increase his dunk potential much, but it increased the fastest. Among all technical attributes, he had 85, second only to the three with 88.

point.

Throwing the ball and catching the ball - 180° rotation in the air - soothing back button.

He could score 49 points in a dunk contest, so Mo Wen gave such a free benefit to the fans.

"Beautiful, brother, I didn't expect you to be so good at buttoning up!"

Looking at the person in charge of Nike applauding crazily, James admired against his will and had a strong desire to return to China.

"Haha, your dunking is really beautiful. If you ask me, you must perform at the dunk conference next season in the All-Star Game. You will definitely become the most powerful dunk king after Jordan and Kobe!"

Mo Wen patted Azhan on the shoulder.

But when it came to the slam dunk contest, James just smiled awkwardly and politely, and said nothing.

…

After the event, Mo Wen did not take James to eat steak, but took him to Yanjing Hotel.

One is not to be greedy, and the other is not to worry about A Zhan not being able to eat it. After all, it is a large dining hall for foreign guests named after Diaoyutai.

A Zhan, who had his taste door opened by the master chefs, experienced a delicacy that was completely different from American Chinese food. He pointed at a cylinder plate in front of Mo Wen with his eyes shining:

"What are you eating? It looks delicious. Can I have one?"

"Whatever." Mo Wen shrugged.

He inserted a fork into his mouth, and the light in Azhan's eyes became brighter.

"Wow, this...is the most delicious meat I have ever eaten!"

"If you like it, this plate will be yours." Mo Wen smiled slightly.

"Thank you, what's the name of this dish?" The innocent Ajan was still trying to stuff the few cylinders into his mouth.

"The sausage among sausages." Mo Wen thought for a while, but still didn't use the literal translation of "braised sausage" on the menu.

"Sausage? Is this pork?" Azhan tilted his head, but he didn't stop talking. "It tastes much tougher than sausage."

"It's not made of pork, but it uses pig casings." Mo Wen told the truth.

"Pig casings, that's okay. What's more, I haven't even eaten the casings of these things." A Zhan, who became more and more addicted to eating, quickly finished the last one. He doesn't eat pork, but sausages are not on his blacklist.

.

"Oh, actually, this thing only has casings." Mo Wen spread his hands helplessly.

Ah Zhan swallowed down the last bite.

He frowned.

"What do you mean only casings?"

"Literally."

Putting down his fork, James was stunned as if he understood something, and recalled the taste in his mouth just now——

In fact, it is true that Americans say they do not eat large intestine organs, but the Americans here refer to white people...

"Mo, I believe you have many ways to kill me, why did you choose this one?" James has lived a hard life, but he still has an instinctive resistance to this thing.

"I think you need to recall what happened just now."

Mo Wen Yun took a sip of tea lightly and pointed at the plate.

"I suggest that you don't have any psychological burden. If you really can't bear to spit it out, just think that if you spit it out, the thing will pass through your throat and your mouth again..."

A Zhan, who wanted to grab his throat, stopped his movements and thought for a while, it seemed that this was the reason.

Several attendants at the same table could hardly hold back their laughter. A Zhan, who was in embarrassment, had an idea and immediately waved to the English-speaking waiter next to him.

"Waiter, could you please serve a few more portions of this dish? Other tables with us also want it. I want them to taste the deliciousness of this dish..."

As long as everyone eats it, then he is equal to everyone!

Afraid that others would not believe it, James even took the new intestine segments and ran to other tables to sell them.

"This stuff is so delicious!"

"Don't worry about what it is, it's delicious, just eat it and that's it!"

“This is top quality sausage from China, seriously, I’ve already had two servings!”

A Zhan's promotion was very successful. People on both sides were either tempted, deceived or coerced into eating this stuff.

In the end, despite the curses of some people, things went as expected and a consensus was reached.

What A Zhan didn't expect was that although no one announced it to the public, the next day's morning newspaper——

"The little emperor loves the Nine-turn Large Intestine so much that even ordering 10 servings is not enough!"

"The Charm of the Large Intestine, NBA Players Gathering, No Intestines!"

"This is the food that makes NBA stars obsessed with it!"

…

A Zhan was quite happy when we returned.

Because the knight finally recruited a reliable helper for him.

Without the No. 1 pick in the draft, the Bucks took Villanueva with the sixth pick, the insider who suffered from generalized alopecia and was nicknamed the "Eyebrowless Hero."

But after a failed season, Reid was eager for a high salary and eager to win.

Different from the original history, this time the Cavaliers' boss offered the shooter a higher salary. 90 million in 6 years, the Bucks can give more, and even have bird rights, and the contract extension will increase even more.

But after two short years of being the boss, Reed finally came to understand himself.

If he could have an inside partner like Bodog, who seemed to have great potential, he would be willing to take a gamble.

But Bodog didn't come, and Villanueva's performance in college was obviously not that good.

Since there was not a huge gap in money, Reed chose a more relaxed approach.

Reed's choice caused a series of ripple effects.

Larius didn't make it and accepted the Wizards' big contract. After the Wizards ran out of space, they no longer had the money to sign Caron Butler.

In the end, he turned around and was saved by the Mavericks with a large mid-sized piece of paper.

After the Heat's lineup was roughly decided, the big fish in the free market quickly found their next homes.

Horry used a veteran's minimum salary to stay with the Spurs, while Marshall was acquired by the Cavaliers.

Negotiations with Ray Allen seem to have reached a deadlock, while negotiations between Johnson and new Suns owner Sarver have ended.

Savor, a stingy live-action choreographer, refused to renew his contract with an annual salary of 8 million yuan, so he put Johnson back on the free market and indirectly gave him a big contract with an annual salary of 10 million yuan, letting him know that he had

So valuable.

Dayao claimed that not renewing his contract did not affect the Rockets' recruitment. Dawson thought that Dayao was just playing tricks. He also followed the historical trajectory and signed Swift with a long-term mid-level contract, which lasted another 3 years.

The basic salary of 6 million yuan renewed Uncle Mu's contract.

…

The old birds of heat who drifted out of contact on the island returned to the embrace of Mother Earth with their white lips.

Mo Wen, who has been busy in China for a month, finally waited for the time to return.

Theoretically, there is still one and a half months of vacation left.

But with three kilograms more weight and the previously planned physical strengthening goal not being achieved, Mo Wen had to end his domestic journey.

After putting the fried cicada monkeys that were not allowed to be taken away by the US customs into his stomach, the summer's noise ended. Mo Wen, like countless students, embarked on the return journey in September.

This is at night, there will be another one on the 30th

(End of chapter)