The King of the NBA

In a blink of an eye, February has come to an end.

Since the end of the All-Star Game, the Timberwolves have played four games against the Pacers, Jazz, Trail Blazers, and Suns, but what is surprising is that in the four games, the Timberwolves have 1 win and 3 losses, except for the one against the Jazz. In addition, none of the other three games were won, and all ended in failure.

This is not a good thing for the Timberwolves.

The All-Star game is over, and the regular season has entered the second half. All teams have started to sprint for the playoffs. The Timberwolves are not ranked high. Now they are 1 win and 3 losses, and their record has dropped to sixth in the Western Conference. One more win than seventh in the Western Conference.

In these few games, Ning Yi's performance was fairly stable, but not very brilliant, averaging 18.0 points, 4.3 assists, and 3.5 rebounds per game.

The team's poor record, coach Adelman did not blame Ning Yi, nor did he blame the rest of the team, but just told everyone that they had a few days of rest after the game against the Suns, so that everyone could make adjustments.

There was no competition from February 25th to the end of the month. Taking advantage of these few days, Ning Yi also planned to go back to China to see his grandmother. He didn't even go back for the New Year. Counting the time, he hadn't seen his grandmother for more than a year.

Ning Yi's parents have passed away long ago, grandparents, and grandpa have also passed away long ago, only grandma is still there.

Ning Yi, other relatives in the family, don't care, because they don't care about Ning Yi at all. Since the death of his parents, Ning Yi has nothing to do with them.

But grandma always loved him very much.

"Jenna, let's go." Ning Yi glanced at the silver clothes outside, and boarded the plane to Huaxia with Jenna.

Minneapolis in February is already covered with ice and snow, and the outside is silvery white. Farther away, tall coniferous plants are covered with strings of ice crystals, like awls.

This kind of scene cannot be seen in Sichuan Province, Ning Yi's hometown, but the place without ice and snow has all the memories he had before the age of eighteen, so he cares a lot.

"Yeah." Jenna is a few years older than Ning Yi, maybe she felt the emotion in Ning Yi's heart, she just responded obediently, reached for her luggage, and was ready to board the plane.

This time Ning Yi only has a few days to go back to China. Donnie has too many things to do, so he can’t go with him. Jenna, the assistant, is with Ning Yi. Anyway, Americans don’t celebrate the Spring Festival, they only have Christmas, and Christmas has already passed .

"I'll do it myself, you're a girl." Ning Yi smiled and took the suitcase first.

Jenna froze for a moment, Ning was really different from others.

Ning Yi was not Jenna's first boss. Before Ning Yi, Jenna worked as an assistant for a singer for two years. If she had no experience, Downey would not have hired her.

In those two years, Jenna served tea and water, ran errands, and basically did everything. The singer never carried luggage by himself when he went out, and left it to his assistant, which was Jenna, even though that guy was a Mi Baqi's big man.

But since becoming Ning Yi's assistant, Jenna has lamented that people are really different from time to time. In the past two years, she has been an errand and miscellaneous job, but as Ning Yi's assistant, Ning Yi basically doesn't care about life. Things trouble her, unless there is an interview, or to participate in some business activities.

Usually, Jenna is basically on vacation.

This is the first time for Jenna and Ning Yi to travel far away, and she didn't expect that Ning Yi would not let her carry the luggage. Isn't this what assistants should do? A star carries his own luggage?

"What are you doing in a daze, let's go." Ning Yi called.

"Oh, good." Jenna replied, seeing that Ning Yi had already walked a few steps, she no longer wanted to grab the luggage, trotted a few steps, and chased after her.

Moments later, the two boarded the plane.

China.

Sichuan Province, the provincial capital international airport.

A group of reporters stood guard in the airport lobby, and kept rushing to the exit to look around. There were dozens of people, and the passers-by who were watching couldn't help but whisper to each other.

"What's happening here?"

"The legendary paparazzi must be guarding the star."

"It seems that I haven't heard that the star is coming to our provincial capital recently? Looking at the lineup, at least it must be a first-line star?"

"Tch, are you familiar with the entertainment industry? I'll let you know if the celebrity will come or not. Okay, let's go, it has nothing to do with us."

"Too."

People were coming and going, and there was an endless stream. More than two hours passed, and a group of reporters were still there.

The wait was two hours. Although it was commonplace for them, each of them couldn't help scratching their heads at this time. Is the news true?

"Brother Zhang." A reporter with a short cut and glasses leaned over to another tall reporter who was 1.9 meters tall, and asked with a smile, "You said, this news can't be fake, right? not here?"

Brother Zhang said with a smile: "Why are you so anxious, how long have you been waiting? I used to stay at some places and waited for half a day, so I can't do anything now. Boy, be patient."

"Be taught, be taught." Bancuntou smiled apologetically, glanced at his colleagues around him, and changed the subject, "Brother Zhang, this Ning Yi is only a sports star, so it is worth mobilizing so many people, so many people are here?"

Brother Zhang immediately laughed when he heard it: "What did your editor-in-chief tell you?"

Ban Cuntou said: "Let me guard, no matter what, you must wait until Ning Yi, and let me follow him all the time, even if he goes to the toilet, he has to follow."

"Isn't that what it is?" Brother Zhang said: "Don't think that sports stars are worthless. Although it is about hype and news, sports are obviously not as good as entertainment stars. But Ning Yi is different. He is the only nba player in China now, and he is still The most dazzling rookie of this season, the future is limitless. Let me tell you, entertainment stars have many fans and a lot of news, but looking at the whole of China, how many entertainment stars, first-line stars, heavenly kings, and queens are there? But there is only one Ning Yi."

"Oh." Bancuntou was stunned.

At this moment, another group of people came in from the outside, there were dozens of them, men and women, teenagers and middle-aged, holding banners, slogans and signs in their hands, they rushed in mightily.

Ban Cuntou frowned, Brother Zhang nodded, and said: "It seems that the news is probably true, and Ning Yi's fans are here. But why are there only a few dozen?"

As soon as the words fell, another group of people arrived.

This time there are seventy or eighty people, just like the last wave, waving banners and self-made signs in their hands. Most of them are wearing Ning Yi's Timberwolves No. 7 jersey, and their identities are clear at a glance.

There are two groups of people in a row, adding up to more than a hundred.

Bancuntou's face changed, and Brother Zhang also looked serious, frowning. It would be fine if there were only a few dozen reporters, but now that so many fans are here, the scene will definitely be chaotic.

In this case, Ning Yi is afraid that he will not say a word, and he will leave when he gets off the plane. They have stayed here for so long, not just to take a few photos.