Coach Lee

Chapter 709 NBA Here I Come

The talent show was about to start in half an hour, and in the small green room, people came one after another, table after table.

Devin Harris of the University of Wisconsin walked in with his parents and agent along with the staff.

The conspicuous tables in the front row were occupied by Howard, Okafor, and Ben Gordon. Only the table below the stage was empty.

That must have been arranged for me!
Without any hesitation, Harris walked to that table, applauding the league's managers in his heart.

Their eyesight is really good.

Although Devin Harris is only ranked 5th on facebook, he feels that he is no worse than the previous ones.

What Ben Gordon, doesn't he just score some points?In terms of speed, can he beat me?It only takes me 3 seconds to dribble across the court.

Isn't that Livingston just taller?Is he as flexible as me?

That Howard, just a high school student, does he know the cruelty of the NBA?

That Okafor, who can't even beat Howard as a high school student, is he ashamed to be the second place?

"Sorry! German, you are on this side."

Just as Harris walked to the table and was about to reach out to remove the chair, the staff stopped him.

Harris froze and turned around. He didn't dare to look at the people at other tables who had already focused here. He knew that those guys were watching his joke at the moment.

Shame!
Of course, more disappointment!

The people in this league are really bad, even I, a talented player, haven't noticed it.

Go straight to a position in the second row where the staff are.

Next to him is Sean Livingston.

Harris' mother also spoke out to help her son ease the embarrassment, "It turns out that this is the main seat, the first batch is too biased."

It's very close to the steps of the stage, except for Howard, that's him.It is indeed better than the remote position in the first row.

Harris smiled slightly, but sighed inwardly.

His eyes involuntarily fixed on the empty seat.

After a while, the staff at the scene invited a few Asians in.

One of them was a big tall guy Harris had seen on Facebook, a Syracuse player, a Chinese player like Li and Yao, Yi!

"Isn't he number 15? How did he get into the little green room? And, why should he be such an important first row?"

Suddenly thinking of some media remarks, Harris also gritted his teeth, full of resentment.

"Damn Stern! For the Chinese market, for money, you just ignore your compatriots like this. Aren't you afraid of hitting the young hearts of your compatriots?"

In front, Yi Jianlian's table.

"A Lian, the most correct decision mom made in her life was to let you play basketball. After tonight, you will become an NBA star like Li Nan and Yao Liang. Mom is proud of you."

"Ahem, wife, didn't you not support your son playing basketball at the time? If it wasn't for Li Nan and his manager, you,"

"Nonsense! I restricted my son from playing basketball to motivate him. Without my encouragement, would my son have the results he has today?"

"There must be. My Alian is very talented, and he can achieve results in casual games. Many experts have said that Alian is the next Yao Liang. But I don't think so. Our Alian is no better than Yao Liang No, what he has to do is be himself."

Yi Jianlian's father himself was not like this, but today, in this venue, he also involuntarily praised his son.I can't stop boasting.

Mom also agreed with Dad's opinion, "That's right, I think so too, our Alian is the best in the world."

Hearing this, Yi Jianlian was also anxious,
"Ahem, cough, parents, the camera is shooting over there."

"Oh oh oh, yes, yes, pay attention to our image, don't embarrass the country."

Yi Jianlian's mother helped her hair with her hands, stroked her face with makeup, and adjusted her expensive dress.

Yi Jianlian's father also adjusted his suit and tie.

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The draft will start soon.

Howard has undoubtedly become another No. [-] pick for the Magic.

Of course, some people were disappointed.

"It's okay, player He Shengzhen, the second place must be yours!"

"Well, I think so too."

There are also many people who feel that Howard is not worth it.

"It's a pity for Dwight, the Magic is basically the crematorium of centers."

"Without our Rockets, Dwight will not be able to play his super strength."

"We Spurs missed another opportunity to come back."

There were no surprises in the No. [-] lottery, and that's what everyone said.

As for the second place, everyone felt that there were no surprises, and it was definitely Okafor.

Although Okafor was bullied by Howard in the previous training camp, but after Howard left the court, Okafor showed his prowess and beat all other competitors.

This second place is definitely Okafor, there is no doubt.

After waiting for a long time, David Stern came out again.

"The second pick in the first round from the Charlotte Bobcats, they took that,"

David Stern's deliberate pause also drew boos from the crowd.

"Huh~~~~"

"wuwuwu~~~"

"Hurry up, after reading Emeka, we are still waiting for the next few fierce battles."

Just when everyone was getting impatient, Stern spoke.

"The Charlotte Bobcats' second overall pick is Yi Jianlian, a Syracuse University student from Shenzhen, China!"

boom! ! ! ! ! !

"Oh no!"

Stern's words were like the roar of an airplane, which surprised many Okafor supporters at the scene.

In the front row, Okafor, who had already buttoned the button of his suit and tried to stand up with both legs, froze in place.

Ben Gordon turned his head and kept looking in Yi Jianlian's direction, feeling very unwilling.

Devin Harris' knuckles have turned white.

Outside the small green house, He Shengzhen looked dull, and Kong Shuying next to him didn't know what to say.

In the small green room, Yi Jianlian was at the table.

"Ah!!! My son is the best!"

Yi Jianlian's mother jumped up happily.

Although she was a little disappointed that she didn't win the No. [-] pick, she was still very happy to be second place.

Zua!

She kissed Yi Jianlian on the cheek.

On the side, Yi Jianlian's father hugged his wife and son.

The family of three, today, in New York, in Madison Square Garden, is the happiest family in the world.

Teacher Sun Zhengping and Coach Li Chunjiang who accompanied them also showed big smiles.

Witnessing Wang Dazhi and Yao Liang's entry into the NBA before, Mr. Sun Zhengping burst into tears.Seeing Yi Jianlian enter the NBA with a high pick at this moment, Mr. Sun Zhengping still has tears in his eyes, tears of joy.This is the joyful tears of a generation of basketball players.

"Alian, come on!"

"I will!"

After buttoning up his suit and putting on his Bobcats cap, Yi Jianlian resolutely walked up the small slope.

NBA, here I come!

(End of this chapter)