Chinese Entertainment's Shining Star

At that moment, Drake had no idea what was happening except for the pain, but everyone around him was stunned. They witnessed the whole process and watched as Drake was directly hit by the basketball thrown by Nie Wei. .

A nearly two-meter-strong man with a strong physique was actually hit by a basketball and fell to the ground. The force with which this man fell to the ground was beyond everyone's imagination.

Everyone at the scene, friend or foe, all swallowed subconsciously, unable to recover from this shocking scene for a long time.

"Sorry, my hand slipped." When Derek came back to his senses, he heard such an insincere apology. He subconsciously raised his head and saw the yellow man standing in front of him. He looked at himself mockingly.

"But brother, are you trying to hit the ball? You are tall and powerful, but when the ball touches you, you fall so exaggeratedly."

Nie Wei's teasing tone made some people feel amused, and many people looked at Drake in confusion as he fell to the ground and groaned in pain.

After all, in the eyes of many people, Drake is nearly two meters long and so strong. Even if Nie Wei throws a basketball with great strength, it is impossible to knock people away. It is really an exaggeration.

Especially some of Drake's friends looked at Drake suspiciously, after all, Drake's physical fitness was the best.

You must know that Drake also has a nickname called Little James. This was not given by himself, but by everyone. It is because Drake has very good physical fitness, just like the NBA superstar James. It's like a little tank on the court.

"Damn it!" Derek sat up, clutching his chest and glaring at Nie Wei fiercely.

He wanted to pretend, but he had to give him time to do it. He didn't have time to react at that time. He felt like he had been hit by a cannonball, and he almost lost consciousness in pain.

Now that he was still being teased like this, Derek was so angry that he wanted to grind his teeth to pieces, but he couldn't help it when he was asked to answer "yes".

It was impossible to admit it. He knew that he was not pretending, so he could deny it. Derek couldn't say it. After all, if he denied it, wouldn't it be equivalent to admitting that he was weak? This makes Drake, who boasts that his physical fitness is comparable to that of James, unwilling to do so.

Drake's brain would not be able to think of a way to deal with it for a while, but he had his own solution. After feeling the suffocation from the impact on his chest, Drake also regained his strength.

Although his chest still hurt terribly, it could not stop his anger, not to mention that Nie Wei in front of him was still looking down at him with such mocking eyes.

Drake got up from the ground, then took three steps and two steps at a time. He shouted and reached out to grab Nie Wei's collar: "You brat, do you want to be beaten?"

But when he stood up, someone noticed him. When they saw him walking towards Nie Wei, several people immediately gathered around him, including the police and the crew, so Drake returned the favor. He wasn't even halfway stretched out when he was held up by three or four people, unable to even touch the air half a meter in front of Nie Wei.

"You just want to beat me up?" Nie Wei seemed to have heard such a funny question. Following Nie Wei's question, the crowd around him immediately started to commotion, especially the male employees of the crew. Some of them had hot tempers and started to attack. With Drake and the others rolling up their sleeves.

If there were only two or three people here, looking at how tall and tall Drake and his gang were, maybe everyone would have to think carefully about it, but now there are 300 people on the crew, including more than 250 male employees. People, at this time, even the most timid people dared to shout at Derek who looked very fierce at the sight.

This is strength in numbers. Even Drake, who was still clamoring just now, saw that the group of people who were obviously standing with Nie Wei were all pressing up. He felt a little guilty and lost a little confidence in his clamor. , which made him feel even more lusty and angry.

Drake is stupid, but not stupid. Nie Wei's side is obviously crowded with people. If he continues to provoke him, he might get beaten again. Besides, that kid seems to be very strong. He was hit so hard with a basketball just now. After a while, it still hurts.

Being frightened by such people, Drake suddenly woke up.

"You brat, if you have the guts, challenge me to a duel!" Drake rolled his eyes and suddenly changed his words.

As long as Nie Wei agrees, at least he won't have to face such a large group of people. What's more, he doesn't think Nie Wei will agree to him. After all, in his impression, those rich people all cherish him and will not personally do it. Go fight someone else.

"What's the challenge? Fighting in front of the police?" Nie Wei sneered, and this answer made Drake feel happy, secretly thinking that he had indeed guessed it right.

"Hmph, coward." Drake said with a proud smile, as if he had already won this confrontation.

He has even begun to fantasize about how he will brag to his companions about his manager this time when he returns home. Uncle Drake is fearless in the face of hundreds of Asians. He conquers his opponents while talking and laughing, and escapes unscathed. This awesome Drake is ready to brag. A lifetime.

Nie Wei ignored Derek's sarcasm, looked directly at Derek, and walked towards him step by step.

Seeing Nie Wei approaching, Derek was actually a little scared from the bottom of his heart and even took half a step back.

Nie Wei stopped two steps in front of Drake, but his goal was not to fight with Drake, but to pick up the basketball belonging to Drake on the ground with his toes.

Nie Wei performed this move skillfully, and the girls around screamed again.

"Wow, Boss Nie is so handsome!"

"Nie Wei is so awesome, his moves are so cool."

"I'll ask my boyfriend to learn this move!"

Nie Wei automatically blocked the cheers in his ears, looked at Drake, and said, "Didn't you boo us playing basketball just now, and said we don't deserve to play basketball on this court."

"That's right, a bunch of rookies, what qualifications do you have to play basketball on this court?" Seeing Nie Wei being sought after by so many people, Drake was very jealous, and his tone of answer was also very bad.

And he really felt that Joseph and Nie Wei were completely rookies, and they dared to occupy such a large court, even if they were filming.

"Don't you want to fight me one-on-one? Let's fight basketball one-on-one." Nie Wei signaled the police to let go of Drake, and then threw the basketball to him.

Seeing the flying basketball, even though it was not fast, Drake still didn't dare to catch it himself, but waited until the basketball landed and bounced up before he caught it.

However, he wondered if he had heard Nie Wei wrongly.

"What did you say? You want to fight me one-on-one?" Drake grinned and said, "I think I can let you and the kid just now come together. I don't mind you two against one."

Drake was unsure about fighting. Whether it was a group fight or a one-on-one fight, he didn't dare to guarantee whether he could win, but in basketball, Drake was really not afraid of anyone.

He was tall since he was a child, and the sport he was most exposed to was basketball.

After all, this is a very street sport. You don't need to have much money or a good venue. As long as you have a ball, you can always find a place to play.

Football fields are hard to find, is it hard to find a basketball court?

Drake has been trying his luck since he was seven or eight years old. It has been ten years now. He thinks he is good enough to play in the NBA, but unfortunately no scout has discovered him.

As for Nie Wei, a basketball rookie who is similar to Joseph, in Drake's opinion, he can beat five people by himself.

"No need, just you and me, one-on-one, using street rules, whoever wins, this court belongs to him." Nie Wei raised his finger and pointed at the basketball court, which was his ultimate goal.

In European and American countries, it is not a wise choice to conflict with black people like Drake, especially those living at the bottom, because they are poor, so they are more united because they are afraid of being bullied.

Today, whether you use power or force to oppress the other party, there is a chance of causing a group incident, even if Drake and his gang started it first, but sometimes some people are unreasonable.

So Nie Wei is ready to solve it in a more direct way, that is, basketball.

In street basketball, the winner is the king, and whoever wins has the final say. If you win Drake in this way, the other party must keep his promise and give up this court, otherwise all the street basketball players here will look down on him, and no one will help Drake when he uses other methods to solve the problem.

"What, don't you dare?" Nie Wei hooked his finger at Drake provocatively, and Drake's eyes were red with anger: "What do you mean I don't dare? I just haven't figured out how to abuse you!"

Drake's vicious words were like wind around his ears to Nie Wei. What's the point of yelling fiercely? Isn't it still necessary to see the truth on the basketball court.

"You attack first! This may be your only chance to attack." Drake threw the basketball to Nie Wei.

"That's not necessarily true." Nie Wei was not polite either. He took the basketball, turned the basketball under the attention of hundreds of people, and then patted it gently.

Seeing Nie Wei's dribbling movements and rhythms, Drake's originally lazy eyes suddenly showed surprise, because Nie Wei's dribbling basics were actually very good.

The easiest way to tell whether a person can play basketball is to watch his dribbling. Many people who can't play basketball use their palms to dribble, but this is actually wrong. It is difficult to control the direction of the basketball when dribbling with the palm. If you can't even control the direction of the ball, it is naturally difficult to make amazing moves.

And those who really know how to play basketball actually use the power of their fingers to dribble. After a game, the five fingers of those powerful basketball players are stained black by dust, but the palms are very clean, because they don't touch the palms when dribbling.

Just like Nie Wei at this time, ordinary people can't see it, but Drake, who has played basketball for so many years, looks at Nie Wei's dribbling movements and knows that Nie Wei uses fingers instead of palms.

This is really beyond his expectations.

Now he remembered that the guy who had been playing basketball just now was Joseph who was applauding on the sidelines at this moment. Nie Wei was actually the defensive person, so he didn't see Nie Wei really touch the basketball from beginning to end.

But Drake soon stopped caring. After all, knowing how to dribble is nothing. Looking at Nie Wei's figure and height, there is a big gap between him and him.

In addition, Drake is very confident in his street basketball career over the years. Whether in terms of experience or skills, he is not comparable to Nie Wei, a flower in a greenhouse.

In Drake's opinion, even if Nie Wei can play basketball, it's just a show to attract girls. Uncle Drake will show this guy's true colors soon.

Just when Drake was still imagining how to play all four sides on the court and make Nie Wei cry, he felt a gust of wind blowing by his side, and then there was a burst of cheers.

Drake turned his head subconsciously and saw that Nie Wei, who was originally in front of him, had rushed to the free throw line at this moment. He was so scared that he ran over to stop Nie Wei, but Nie Wei's speed was beyond his imagination. He didn't give him time to catch up. He rushed to the basket like lightning, and then made a light three-step layup.

When the basketball fell into the basket, Drake rushed to the sidelines, but he could only see Nie Wei turning around and walking towards him.

"Damn it, you actually sneaked up on me, despicable!" Drake shouted angrily.

Nie Wei was too lazy to reply to him, and directly threw the basketball to him, asking him to attack quickly. The two sides agreed to play five balls quickly. Nie Wei had to continue filming the movie, and Nie Wei didn't want to waste his precious time on the basketball court with this big fool.

In a place where the two didn't pay attention, Zhang Ziyi was excitedly directing the photographer to point the camera at the court.

In her opinion, everything that happened today was simply too exciting. She didn't expect that Nie Wei would actually go to the basketball court to challenge this big black man in the end, and Nie Wei also showed a basketball talent that no one knew about.

Nie Wei's breakthrough just now was really fast, Zhang Ziyi thought to herself, she also liked to watch boys play basketball when she was in school, at least Liu Ye, Niu Qingfeng, Qin Hao, these guys who claimed to be good at basketball, gave her the feeling that they were not as good as Nie Wei.

That's why she wanted to record all this, whether it was put into the movie highlights or used as a topic of conversation in the future, it would be a very interesting thing.

"I'll teach you what a decent offense is." Drake slapped the basketball with a loud bang, which made many people worry whether he would burst the basketball in the next moment.

Nie Wei ignored Drake's bluffing and opened his arms to show a serious defensive posture.

Seeing Nie Wei's "mantis arm trying to stop a chariot" look, Drake smiled grimly and slapped the basketball directly against Nie Wei's arm.

He decided to use the purest power to tell Nie Wei what real strength is.

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