basketball king lunatic

Chapter 39 Jessica Alba
"Ah! I'm so sleepy." Wang Shipeng walked out of Kobe's guest room while stretching.Damn paranoid, yesterday Kobe dragged himself to single-handed until four o'clock in the morning. He was comfortable, but Wang Shipeng was sleepy enough.

"You're awake, Arthur." A sweet voice came from Wang Shipeng's side.

Wang Shipeng squinted his eyes and looked in the direction of the sound.A young woman in her twenties with a protruding and charming appearance appeared behind him.Vanessa, one of the few Western beauties that Wang Shipeng can appreciate.You know, the average Western white person, no matter how beautiful they were when they were young, will become a fat aunt once they are over thirty.Don't you see, the Russian aunts who are active in Beidaihe every summer, maybe only ten years ago, they were beautiful Russian girls.But Vanessa, until she becomes the middle-aged woman standing in tears at the boss's funeral 20 years later, she can still be considered a beautiful word.

"Hello, Vanessa, is Kobe still there?" Wang Shipeng asked politely to Vanessa with what he thought was the most charming smile.

"Of course, Arthur, please forgive me, Kobe is in a bad mood these days. And, although I don't know why, there is no doubt that Kobe regards you as a close friend. I have known him for seven years, and besides Tracy, there are many Never seen Kobe invite anyone to his house, let alone stay."

The corner of Wang Shipeng's mouth twitched: "It turns out that I have also enjoyed the special treatment that Tracy has. It's a great honor."

Following Vanessa to the restaurant downstairs, Kobe was already sitting at the dining table and enjoying breakfast.Of course, excluding the brutal fact that it was already 10:30 am, this meal could indeed be called breakfast.Seeing that Kobe has regained his vigor, Wang Shipeng smiled happily. It seems that the communication with Kobe during the heads-up last night played a certain role.

Wang Shipeng knew that Kobe's mind was as hard as Kobe's, so he didn't need anyone to analyze and persuade him.He just accidentally walked into a wrong zone and needs someone to wake him up.Wang Shipeng is even happier that he can become this person.

"Arthur, what's the plan for today? Has the team arranged for training?" Kobe finished the meal, whether it was breakfast or lunch.Kobe wiped his mouth with a napkin and asked Wang Shipeng.

"No, we have played three games in the last five days, so Coach Cartwright did not arrange training in the afternoon. Just do warm-up training before four o'clock in the afternoon."

"Well, do you want to go to training with me?"

Wang Shipeng raised his eyebrows. This is Los Angeles. It's hard to come here once. Why don't you have fun?Wouldn't it be nice to go to Hollywood and see it?

Seeing Wang Shipeng's expression, Kobe understood what he meant.He casually took the car keys handed to him by the servant and threw it to Wang Shipeng: "There is a Porsche in the garage, you can drive away. Where do you want to go?"

After receiving the key, Wang Shipeng shook it in his hand: "Then I'll bring the car back to you at night."

"No, just park in the Staples parking lot before you leave LA. Someone will bring it back to me."

Looking at Kobe, who was wearing earphones and leaving home in style, and then looking at Vanessa, who was accustomed to it.Three questions from the soul came to Wang Shipeng's mind: "Who am I? Where am I? What should I do?"

Wang Shipeng then bid farewell to Vanessa and left Beverly Hills in the Porsche Cayenne in Kobe's garage.

Wang Shipeng, who drove out the gate of the villa, thought about the garage in the basement of Kobe's villa, which looks like a luxury car exhibition hall. He is indeed the star of the Los Angeles Lakers, one of the four major shooting guards in the United States, the founder of the Mamba family, and the master of the paranoid school.

He is really rich.

Wang Shipeng was so greedy that he almost drooled, when will he have so much money.

From this, Wang Shipeng set a small goal in his heart, for example, to buy a villa in Beverly Hills first, and be a neighbor with Kobe.

Alas, I am still poor.

Wang Shipeng drove into Los Angeles Beltway, and then went down Charles IX Road. Not far ahead was Wang Shipeng's must-go destination, Hollywood.

Hollywood is the center of the film industry in the United States and the world.Famous Chinese film actors all want to leave their footprints in Hollywood.It's like basketball players want to be in the NBA.Also like basketball players, there are very few who can achieve it.

Wang Shipeng parked the car and stepped into Hollywood, enjoying the scenery of Hollywood relaxedly like a tourist.

"Arthur, are you Arthur?" A crisp female voice sounded behind him.

Wang Shipeng turned his head curiously, and saw a blonde beauty in her early twenties.Wang Shipeng looked at it again and again, always feeling very familiar.

"Jessica Alba." Wang Shipeng finally recognized who is the little beauty in front of him?Jessica Alba, the super beauty who became a first-line actress in Hollywood two years later by relying on the Fantastic Four, of course, now, she is just a small person.

"You know me?" Jessica Alba was a little curious, knowing that even a true American might not be able to recognize herself.Not to mention Wang Shipeng, a Chinese who has just come to the United States for a few months.

"Can I chat with you, Arthur." Alba looked at the tourists on Hollywood Boulevard and said softly.

Wang Shipeng nodded, although he was well armed.But Los Angeles is a paparazzi's paradise.

Ten minutes later, Wang Shipeng and Alba got into the Cayenne driven by Wang Shipeng.

"You really know me?" Seeing that she was a little safer, Alba remembered the previous question again, and the chick was still a little unconfident.

"Of course, "Sweetheart" and "Dictionary Lover" starring Ms. Alba are both very good. After I came to the United States, I have watched these two movies more than once." Wang Shipeng is very fortunate. I am very obsessed with Jessica Alba, so I found a lot of her movies to watch, and I don’t know how many children and grandchildren were sacrificed to her photos and movies.Otherwise, it's really not easy to remember what movies she has made. If so, it would be embarrassing.

Alba blushed. The little girl who was just 22 years old and less than 23 years old, although she debuted at the age of 12, but young girls still have small thoughts, such as shyness.

"What's the matter for you to stop me? Miss Alba." Looking at the shy Alba, and thinking of the tough record of the chick in front of him, Wang Shipeng's eyes flashed a little strange.

"Oh, yes, Arthur, so..."

After listening carefully for a while, Wang Shipeng realized that Alba had been helping orphans in an orphanage in Los Angeles. There were a few of them who liked to play basketball and admired Wang Shipeng very much.

"So when you met me today, you wanted to invite me to visit those orphans."

"Yes, can you?" Jessica Alba asked a little embarrassed.

"Of course, it is my duty to invite a beauty and serve charity." Wang Shipeng smiled and nodded to Alba who was full of surprise.

"Great, Kevin and Jaylen will go crazy with joy. They like you the most." Alba said excitedly.

"Of course, except for Kobe," the chick added silently in her heart.

It's not that I want to take Alba in, it's just a plot requirement.

(End of this chapter)