Super Evolution of Basketball

Chapter 73 I Will Drink Her Bathwater

O'Neill habitually molested his old partner in front of the camera again. The exaggerated thing is that half of his purpose of doing this is for the effect of the show, and the other half is purely for fun.

After the commercial break, the director made an OK gesture to the studio.

O'Neill nodded, and asked Barkley solemnly: "Charles, which of these two teams in the finals do you like?"

Barkley's small eyes stared at O'Neal, but he didn't speak, thinking that I'm not going to be fooled by you. No matter which team I talk about, you have a hundred traps waiting for me!
The studio fell into embarrassment for a moment, and the director stood behind the camera and waved his hands anxiously.

Stockton had no choice but to smooth things over: "I think each has its own merits. Towns will definitely look good against Okafor."

O'Neal still respects the historical assist king, nodded and said: "Duke's Okafor, Winslow and Taylor Jones are all good, but I'm still on the side of Downs. Besides, I guess Coach John will not use Towns to directly face Okafor, and most of the defensive burden will fall on Caulistan."

Stockton agreed: "Indeed, John and old K, the game between the two famous coaches is also a highlight."

O'Neill kicked Barkley under the table: "Two famous coaches, rivals at the historical level, the night of the finals of the No.

Barkley was still angry, but didn't talk to him.

O'Neill has a lot of experience in dealing with such embarrassing situations. He rolled his eyes, patted his chest, pointed at the camera and said, "Little Downs, I know you're watching. Don't let Uncle O'Neill down!"

Downs sat on the edge of the bed and covered his eyes: "No way, why does this guy always use this trick?"

At this time, Yuan Qingshan came out from the bathroom while wiping his hair: "I finished washing, it's your turn."

Downs complained dejectedly: "Oh, how great would it be if Taylor Swift walked out now?"

Yuan Qingshan kicked his ass fiercely: "You think so beautifully, why are you talking so much nonsense!"

Yuan Qingshan lay down on the bed and watched TV for a while. Under O'Neill's deliberate "provocation", Barkley finally gave in and talked about tomorrow night's game, and the ratings continued to rise.

At this time, Ding Dong, the doorbell rang.

"Who is it?" Yuan Qingshan opened the door while shaking his neck.

As soon as the door opened, he was dumbfounded.

"Hi, Yuan Qingshan, it's me, can I interview you and Downs?"

Standing outside the door was the well-known beautiful reporter. She was only wearing a light pink Jordan T-shirt at the moment, and it seemed that she had also lived in this hotel.

"Oh, I forgot to mention, I got the permission from Coach John." Rachel blinked.

"Then... please come in." Yuan Qingshan turned her side to let her into the room.

Rachel walked past Yuan Qingshan with a smile, leaving behind a faint smell of citrus green tea perfume.

"Hey, Xiao Shan, who is it? It's so late..." Downs had just taken a shower, and came out of the bathroom with a towel on his upper body naked.

Seeing it was Rachel, she opened her mouth wide in surprise, and hurriedly waved her hand clumsily to say hello: "Hi!"

Unexpectedly, the bath towel fell off all of a sudden, and the scenery suddenly appeared!
Rachel was taken aback, but quickly calmed down, put on a professional smile, pretended to take a breath and said awkwardly: "Wow!"

Downs hadn't reacted yet, and was still scratching the back of his head in embarrassment: "Hehe, why are you here, hehe..."

Yuan Qingshan closed the door and turned around to see this scene, his jaw dropped in fright, "No way!" He exclaimed and quickly picked up the bath towel and wrapped it around Downs again.

Downs finally came to his senses, and rushed back to the bathroom with a stride: "Sorry, wait for me!"

Rachel laughed loudly: "It's okay."

Yuan Qingshan's forehead was sweating, and he brought the dressing chair over: "Please sit down."

Rachel subconsciously looked at the room, hoping to learn more about the owner's personality from the traces of the items.

Yuan Qingshan's bed was very tidy, with only one shallow depression. It seemed that he was lying on the bed watching TV before he arrived.

And Downs' bed...was a mess.

Yuan Qingshan noticed the subtle expression on the beautiful reporter's face, and hurriedly turned on the topic to divert her attention: "You said hello to the coach, so you came prepared?"

Rachel looked at the water glass he handed over: "Of course, um... Do you know what the conditions for the coach to allow me to interview?"

Yuan Qingshan shook his head. It stands to reason that the battle is imminent and the team has entered a state of first-level alert, so they should not accept outside interviews.

"It's because of you." Rachel took a good look at the boy again. What kind of ability does he have that can make Coach John value him so much.

Rachel didn't wait for Yuan Qingshan to guess, took a sip of water, and said directly: "The coach said that the condition for allowing me to do the pre-match interview is that after tomorrow's game, I will give you a special interview on 2K TV."

Yuan Qingshan nodded. According to his current performance, no matter whether Duke or Kentucky won the championship in the end, it is impossible for the media to waste time interviewing him. After all, the two talented teams gathered big names, Towns, Caulistan, Booker, Lyles, Okafor, Taylor Jones, Winslow...

Yuan Qingshan didn't know the coach's painstaking efforts. At this moment, his heart was full of emotion, as if those strong hands were gently caressing his shoulders.

Rachel observed the words and expressions, and probably guessed the feelings in Yuan Qingshan's heart, so she held the water glass and gave him time to settle.

However, Downs ran out of the bathroom in a hurry and broke the silence.

"Miss Rachel, how did you come here? It really surprised me." Downs sat upright on the edge of the bed, and there was still a little bit of foam on his left cheek that hadn't been wiped off.

This guy's nympho again, tomorrow he talked about Taylor Swift, and now he panics when he sees a beautiful reporter, and he even shaved his beard in a bad manner just now!
Yuan Qingshan got up and added some water to the kettle: "You talk, I'll finish watching this show."

"Is it the Shaquille O'Neill show? It's interesting," Rachel said.

"Yep."

Yuan Qingshan glared at Tang Si, meaning that you like to show off, you should find a topic by yourself.

Rachel couldn't see their small actions, but I don't know if it was caused by the awkward meeting with Downs when she first came here. She didn't have the calm and calm that a reporter should have tonight, and she became uncontrollably restrained.

"Miss Rachel, what do you want to know from us?" Downs coughed, trying to find a topic.

"Ah... yes, I'm here this time to do an interview..."

Yuan Qingshan thought to himself, Miss, are you talking nonsense, and he began to consider whether he should just hide out instead of being a light bulb.

"Okay, I'm very glad to accept your interview." Downs continued to sit upright.

After Yuan Qingshan finished speaking, the atmosphere developed in an awkward and weird direction. It's okay for Downs to be stupid. What's going on with Rachel? How can there be such a bad reporter?
"Tomorrow night is the finals, how do you feel now?" Rachel paused and asked.

This question must be -100 points, there is no nutrition at all.

"Miss Rachel, I'm so excited!" Downs blurted out.

Yuan Qingshan originally took a sip of water, but spit it all out with a puff, why did you speak out what was on your mind?

Rachel felt a strong hormonal smell in the room, so she could only continue to lead the topic on the right track: "How do you think Okafor can be contained, and there are still media predicting that he will be the champion."

Another -100 points, Rachel's question is very rude.

But of course Downs couldn't bear to find fault with her.

"I will conquer him in a manly way!" Downs' eyes lit up, showing his masculine charm.

Yuan Qingshan: "..."

Next, Rachel asked a lot of non-nutritive questions that can only be asked by intern reporters, but Downs responded super positively to each of them.

All in all, the interview went well, and it ended in Downs' increasingly frenzied mood.

The moment Rachel walked out of the room, she felt as if she had unloaded a hundred catties of burden, and she felt relaxed. She patted her face and shook her head, walked quickly to the elevator, and had to draft the draft overnight.

In Yuan Qingshan's room...

"Hey, your face is numb from laughing, are you still sleeping?" Yuan Qingshan looked at Downs who was still grinning, and asked impatiently.

"Xiao Shan, do you think Rachel has a crush on me? Am I attractive?"

"Why do you care about her favor, isn't your favorite Taylor Swift?"

"Nonsense, of course, Taylor Swift will always be the love of my heart, I am willing to drink her bath water!"

"Hey, do you dare to chase Taylor Swift?" Yuan Qingshan adjusted the pillow.

"Of course!" Downs said confidently.

"I heard from Lyles that Taylor Swift will be a guest tomorrow night, and you can give her the MVP trophy in front of fans all over the world!"

Downs looked excited when he heard this, and rushed over to give Yuan Qingshan a big hug: "Yes, that's it, that's it, sleep, sleep!"

then……

In less than 2 minutes, Downs fell asleep, snoring loudly.

Yuan Qingshan tossed and turned in the noise and couldn't fall asleep, and regretted why he was put to sleep first.

……

The camera turned to the 19th floor, Rachel was sitting in front of the desk flipping through the materials while typing.

Hum, the phone vibrates, it's a text message.

"Rachel, make sure to grab the MVP interview tomorrow night."

"Don't worry, editor-in-chief!"

(End of this chapter)