I am Really an Insider

Chapter 40 040: Raising Wei's Price

Brandon Roy sighed, his first trip to the March Madness Championship came to an end in such an anticlimactic manner.

With 13 points, 6 assists and 4 rebounds, Roy's performance was remarkable.

But what good is that? His team was slaughtered by 24 points.

In the face of a tragic loss, no matter how dazzling personal data is worthless.

As soon as Roy looked up, okay, Nate Robinson and Bobby Jones seemed to be sucked dry, and their eyes were slumped on the seats.

The two may be the only group in the March Madness tournament that can make a collection of blocked shots.

Bobby Jones scored 7+5 today, scored 7 points, and took 5 shots!

Although Little Potato Robinson was not that miserable, he also ate hot pot three times.

The duo accounted for eight of Wayne's 11 blocked shots.

It's really a heartwarming gift bag.

Before the game, the two brothers bet that whoever can deduct one from Wayne's head will get 500 bets.

Thinking about it now, this is the stupidest bet they have ever made in their lives.

Before the game, they also wanted to impress Chinese reporters and fans across the United States, and they did.

But unfortunately, what people remember is not their dunks, but the embarrassing appearance of being blocked again and again.

"It's too strong, why is it so strong?" Robinson muttered to himself.

"I'm not a superstar, I'm not a superstar" Bobby Jones kept repeating this sentence, his superstar dream was completely shattered by Wayne.

The entire locker room was filled with despair.

For the Huskies who participated in March Madness for the first time in five years, the blow of this game was indeed too big.

After changing their clothes, the players of the Huskies collectively took the team bus back to the hotel.

Early tomorrow morning, they will leave Las Vegas, a sad place, and return to Seattle.

Well, don't be fooled by the name of the University of Washington. In fact, this school is not in Washington, but in Seattle.

Embarrassingly, the Cowboys came out of the locker room just as the Huskies walked from the tunnel to the parking lot.

The two teams met again, and the air was filled with embarrassment.

Nate Robinson and Bobby Jones rushed forward with their heads down. They dare not even look at Wayne's face now.

Roy was just about to keep up with the pace of the two elder brothers when a powerful hand grabbed his shoulder.

Looking back, it was the "big devil" Wayne.

"Brandon, you performed very well today." Wayne showed a kind smile, he just wanted to come up and say hello to the future superstar.

How did Wayne know that the area of ​​psychological shadow he left in the hearts of the Huskies trio was far beyond imagination.

So when he pressed Roy's shoulder like this, Roy felt a wave of oppression.

"Thank you" This is because Roy has been in the gang. The psychological quality is excellent, otherwise he probably wouldn't have the courage to respond.

If Wayne knew that he was actually such a villain in Roy's mind, he probably wanted to die.

Hey, I'm sincerely here to make friends.

"Well, work hard, I think you will become a very good player. Don't worry, you will never see me in the NCAA after this year. So in the future March Madness Championship, you can show your skills."

After speaking, Wayne waved his hand to say goodbye to Roy, and then quickened his pace to keep up with the team.

Roy stopped and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

etc? Was Wayne encouraging and praising me just now?

It seems that this person is not so scary.

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The day after the round of 64 at the March Madness Tournament, contrary to expectations, there were few upsets.

The top ten teams ranked by the Associated Press in the country all successfully advanced.

The championship candidates such as Connecticut, Duke, North Carolina and Illinois also passed easily.

Of course, the Cowboys, who are ranked sixth in the country as a dark horse, also did not disappoint.

Wayne's extraordinary double-double of 17 points and 11 blocks has become the news that major sports media are rushing to report.

"Fantastic Chinese forward, 11 blocks in a single game comparable to Shaq!"

"The next all-round warrior? Full analysis of Wayne's potential!"

"Space Wei Nu covered 11 risks and won the trust of the coach!"

Looking at the headlines related to Wayne in the newspaper, Larry Birdson slammed the newspaper on the desk in desperation.

"What, what, what is written here!"

"What's the matter? I think the writing is pretty good." Donnie Walsh put on his reading glasses, picked up a copy and looked at it.

Although the words were a little exaggerated, the sentences were a little impetuous, and the analysis was a little nonsense, but generally speaking, the report was not too much.

After all, in the high-profile March Madness, it is indeed very rare to risk such a double-double with 17 points and 11 points.

"Don't you think it's strange? Why so many media outlets suddenly reported on Wayne overnight, as if they wanted him to be popular."

"Isn't this normal? That's the March Madness Championship, and you don't know how much attention this event has received." Walsh shrugged.

"No, it can't be that simple. Wayne's popularity has increased abnormally. I think someone is doing it on purpose!" For some reason, Stern's face appeared in Bird's mind. .

"What do you mean? Someone bid up Wei's price?"

"Well, either other teams are playing tricks, or Stern has increased his efforts to promote Wayne for the Chinese market. This damn, isn't it difficult for me!"

Bird frowned tightly. Now, after being widely reported by the media, it is difficult for Wayne's selection to rise.

Maybe, his pick will even overtake his teammate Tony Allen in one fell swoop!

"This is something that can't be helped. If you can't choose, you can only let go. Our first goal, after all, is to win the championship." Walsh didn't care too much.

The Pacers are a championship team, and their focus is not on rookies.

Moreover, Walsh does not think Wayne has the possibility of becoming a star.

Although the Pacers have Reggie Miller as a sharp shooter, Walsh doesn't think Wayne can survive in the NBA by shooting, which is simply too unreliable.

It's just that he agreed to Bird and let him take full charge of basketball affairs, so Walsh didn't care much about this season's draft.

"Yeah, of course, of course our goal is to win the championship." Bird nodded, but he felt unwilling to miss Wayne, a highly malleable guy.

When did I force the king to admit defeat?

So in the afternoon, Bird called scout Sweet to the office and had a secret conversation with only two people.

Bird needs to let Sweet figure out which teams are interested in Wayne besides himself.

Only when you know the intentions of others can you make a good layout.

Seeing Bird was so serious, Sweet couldn't believe it: "Have you decided to choose Wayne?"

"Until the draft is really over, nobody can say they've made a decision. But I think he's got potential, he's too much of a possibility.

He could be nothing, but he could also be a star. You know, it's all about betting anyway, why don't I bet on someone who is more likely? "

"That's right, that's why I'm optimistic about Wei. By the way, since this season, I have often found Roy Perkins in the stands." After listening to Bird, Sweet immediately entered character, and begin sharing intel with Byrd.

"Roy Perkins? Selling you insurance?"

"No, he's a scout for the Trail Blazers. He has observed Wayne for a long time, probably longer than me. So I'm sure the Trail Blazers are Wayne's potential next home."

"Fuck" Bird said fragrantly. If he remembers correctly, the Blazers have three first-round picks.

It's tricky, it's tricky.

Unlike Bird, Steve Patterson applauded happily when he saw the overwhelming news about Wayne.

Stir it up, the hotter the better.

Only in this way can the Trail Blazers get the most market dividends from Wayne.

Patterson was having fun when his cell phone rang suddenly.

After realizing that it was the call from the scout he sent to the high school, he immediately pressed the green answer button.

However, the moment the phone was connected, Patterson was almost spared the eardrums being ruptured by the loud shouts in the receiver.

"Win! Win! He won! God, can you imagine? He won!"

"What are you talking about!? Why are you so noisy there? Who won?" Patterson looked confused. What's going on?

"Sebastian Telfair, the number one high school point guard in the United States, made a buzzer-beater on Dwight Howard, a buzzer-beater!

Can you imagine? His shot went over Howard's fingertips and into the net, and he beat Howard and the No. 1 candidate.

Listen to the cheers at the scene, the whole audience is boiling! You don't want to miss this shot of Steve, and trust me, you have to go find replays of this scene.

If I were to give you advice right now, we gotta take Telfair in the draft, gotta do it!

He is very likely to be the next Allen Iverson, the next Stephen Marbury, the next super high school guard like Kobe!

So fierce, so incredible, he is Brooklyn's next Hall of Fame player! No, he already is! "

Patterson held the phone far away, feeling that his eardrums were about to burst.

But judging from the voice heard on the phone, Telfair seemed to have done something extraordinary.

Hit the game-winning shot over Howard?

It is indeed a big heart killer!

After hanging up the phone, Patterson looked at a copy of "Sports Illustrated" magazine on his desk.

This is a magazine from last year. The cover characters are James, who was still playing in high school at the time, and Telfair, who just killed Howard.

The title of this issue is enticing: Imagine Telfair and James ruling the world.

Well, Sebastian Telfair, a super high school student who is as famous as James, and the nephew of Stephen Marbury, broke through the streets of New York when he was 9 years old.

Signed an endorsement deal with Adidas while still in high school, in order to counter Nike, which signed James.

Now, he beat the 2004 No. 1 candidate Dwight Howard.

No matter how you look at it, this guy is on his way to superstardom.

The Trail Blazers have three first-round picks this year, but there will probably only be one lottery pick.

Whether you miss Wayne or Telfair in the lottery, you will be in danger of being intercepted by other teams.

So, should the lottery pick be used first to ensure the safety of the super high school students, or the safety of the Chinese students?

Patterson was lost in thought.

David Stern's price hikes completely disrupted the market rules of the 2004 draft.

Continue to ask for votes, collections, and rewards, let's give alms, big brothers.

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