Super Evolution of Basketball

Chapter 219 That Kid Has Appreciated
Yuan Qingshan couldn't help being amused by Curry's appearance. Looking at the figure of No. 30 who was fading away, he felt an inexplicable sense of intimacy, thinking that this guy is really interesting.

The post-match press conference went very smoothly. The reporters' questions were all focused on Yuan Qingshan, because he was so dazzling tonight. Downs smiled and pushed Mike who was in front of him to Yuan Qingshan, and then leaned on his chin to admire Yuan Qingshan's side face like a nympho.

Tonight's game is live broadcast nationwide, and the post-match press conference will naturally be broadcast. In a tavern in Hamburg, Germany, a group of people stared blankly at the old-fashioned TV that fell from the roof.

The picture should be a press conference, but what the people on the TV are saying, no one can understand except the boss and the blonde beauty in front of the bar. English is not popular in the small villages in the northern German cities.

"Miss, the sports station is replaying the Bayern game. Have you seen those guys drinking beer? They come here to talk about football..." the boss said to the beauty with a bitter face in broken German English.

"Crack!" The blond beauty took another picture of two [-]-yuan dollar bills on the bar: "After finishing the press conference, I'll leave."

The boss put away the money with a smile, and whispered to the waiter: "Hey, go and add a plate of appetizers to each of them, and it will be used as compensation."

On TV, Yuan Qingshan answered the reporter's questions with a dull expression, like a primary school student who has never seen the world.

"Pfft!" Yuan Qingshan's appearance amused the beauty, she raised her snow-white hand to cover her mouth, giggling non-stop.

The owner of the tavern also followed Silly: "Hey, miss, do you know this person?"

The beauty nodded: "You say this fool...he is my boyfriend."

"Oh, look at this happy face, Jesus will always bless you." The boss crossed himself.

"Thank you!" The beautiful woman smiled chicly.

……

Los Angeles, Staples Center.

Buzzing, the phone on the table rang.

Yuan Qingshan took a sneak peek while Downs was answering the question.

It was a text message: "You look like a fool!"

Yuan Qingshan replied with a silly smile: "Rachel, are you looking at me, where are you?"

"A tavern on the outskirts of Hamburg, Germany, but I'm going back to the hotel. Other customers are waiting to watch the Bayern Munich game. I've been hogging the TV all night."

Yuan Qingshan's smile became stronger, and his brows and eyes were full of happiness: "Rest early, I hope you are in Los Angeles, I miss you."

Rachel didn't reply after that, and Yuan Qingshan didn't know how much time difference there was between the United States and Germany, whether it was night or day over there, maybe Rachel was already asleep when she returned to the hotel.

After the press conference, the coach simply said a few words and let the players go. After entering December, the schedule is not very tight. The next game will be three days later, so he gave the players another day off.

The players left the stadium one after another. Yuan Qingshan found Scott in the parking lot, opened the car door and got into the co-pilot.

"Hehe, Qingshan, do you want to go home with me?" The coach made a joke and started the car.

Yuan Qingshan shrugged: "It's okay, I don't know where you live yet."

"Come on, I don't live in a three-story single-family house in the city center. Haha, tell me, what can I do for you?" Scott cut to the point.

Yuan Qingshan hesitated for a moment and said: "Coach, we won tonight, we won't cause you any trouble, you know what I mean."

Scott's expression was relaxed: "Are you referring to the high-ranking old version of Bass and General Manager Kupchak, whoever he is, won a beautiful win tonight, so relieved, tomorrow morning will definitely be full of news about you."

Yuan Qingshan: "Coach, I hope my stubbornness won't bring you any harm."

Scott didn't mean to obey the old version and the general manager. These two bastards would definitely blame him and try to find trouble.

Scott saw Yuan Qingshan's worried expression, and his expression became serious: "Qingshan, you are a player, and your responsibility is to work hard to win the game. The rest has nothing to do with you. You have to purify yourself, do you know what I mean?"

Yuan Qingshan nodded. The mission of a player is to win the game. If he thinks too much about gains and losses, he will set up obstacles for himself.

Scott went on to say: "As for me, you don't have to worry, the money I have earned so far is enough for me to spend the rest of my life in style, haha."

"Coach, you are still laughing, can you be more serious, if you have any difficulties, please tell me, I am willing to share with you."

Such heartwarming words made Scott's eyes moist, he patted Yuan Qingshan on the shoulder and said, "Thank you for saying that, go home quickly, children can't go home too late."

What is this, a warm cold joke? Yuan Qingshan really felt warm in his heart. He pushed open the car door and ran to the front door of the gymnasium. Downs and Whiteside were still waiting there, waiting for him to go home together.

The fans left one after another, the security turned off the headlights in the parking lot, and the place was quiet again.

Scott didn't leave. He sat alone in the car, thinking about the thrilling victory just now, and imagining the troubles he would face.

Looking at his expression through the car window from a distance, it seems that he is crying for a while, and laughing for a while.

……

Inside Jim Buss' villa.

Jim Buss grabbed Kupchak's collar: "What's the point, huh? Winning? Do these idiots think they're playing in the Finals?"

He is very dissatisfied with the team's victory. The other tank (bad) teams in the league are starting to make achievements. If you don't hurry up, you will never catch up with them. If you only get the lottery end after a season of hard work, wouldn't it become a joke for the entire league?
"Listen to me, boss, to win the Warriors in an upset tonight is also beneficial to us."

Bass stared: "What is it, tell me quickly, do you still have to wait for me to guess?"

Kupchak hurriedly explained: "The best performance tonight is the first-round pick. It is said on the forum that he is not inferior to the second pick that we traded out."

Bass: "The second place we traded, you mean Russell from the Timberwolves?"

Kupchak: "Yes, this means that Yuan Qingshan's transaction value has been greatly improved through tonight's game."

Bass raised his eyebrows: "You mean, we can use him to bind Hibbert?"

Kupchak smiled triumphantly: "Hibert and his contracts add up to nearly 2000 million. As long as we get one or two more small contracts, we can get back an All-Star."

Bass slapped his thigh, pinched Kupchak's old face and laughed: "Oh my God, my general manager, you are so smart, haha, you are right, that kid has increased in value, so I will do as you say!"

The white-haired Kupchak didn't look as serious as before, and said with a smile on his face: "I will start contacting other teams tomorrow, and package and trade Hibbert and Yuan Qingshan!"

Bass: "Yes yes yes, pack them all up and trade them away! It's best to get Towns away too, I want to replace two All-Stars!"

(End of this chapter)