lakers championship

Chapter 2 Ninety thousand dollars
At this time, the live camera was already on him, and his confused face was shown on the central big screen, and Staples fans applauded and cheered for him.

The girl next to her tilted her head and chuckled, "Go ahead, Kobe is waiting for you on the sidelines, do you want to play big?"

Tianyang scratched his head, a little embarrassed, "It's so difficult, I'm not sure...".

The girl pointed to his coat, "Rather than lamenting that the road is difficult, it is better to start immediately."

"Haha, I'll go then"

This girl actually recognized his DOTA2 themed jacket, and even quoted the lines of "Little Skull" to encourage him.

So excited, he no longer has any fear, and at the same time he wants to prove himself.

Following the staff, all the way from the middle stands to the center of the court, Tianyang kept recalling how NBA stars hit ultra-long shots.

He felt that since he had chosen to shoot the ball off the court, he had to do his best to achieve the goal.

Morena turned her head aside on the sidelines, deliberately avoiding his gaze, but it was the man who applauded him with great interest.

"COME ON, can you understand English?" The live host waved to Tianyang.

He didn't answer, just nodded, and the host put his shoulders, "OK, how are you feeling tonight?".

Tianyang shook his head helplessly, "I feel very uncomfortable."

"Wow, it doesn't matter, as long as you hit the shot, you can get a $9 bonus, and you can also get Kobe's hug. Because you hit the shot, KIA will donate $9 to the charity fund in his name."

"Then I will try my best." Tianyang turned sideways to the side of the court and patted Kobe's chest. The latter smiled and nodded in response.

"OK, now let's get to know you, first tell me how tall you are. Honestly, you're the tallest regular fan I've ever seen at Staples"

"Barefoot 196CM"

"The height of a professional player, where are you from?"

"China"

"Going to Los Angeles for vacation?"

"No, I go to school in Palo Alto"

"That school? You are so good at learning English, American literature?"

"Stanford University majoring in computer science, graduating soon"

"Sounds like Rocket, by the way, what's your name?"

"Li Tianyang"

"OK, tonight is Li Tianyang from China, he will try super long shots! Everyone get angry!"

As the host finished speaking, there was applause, and the cheerleader handed the ball to Tianyang.

He took off his jacket, revealing his No. 24 Lakers jersey, and Kobe on the sidelines clapped and laughed.

"Drip!" The on-site announcement sounded. He took a deep breath, aimed at the center line, and slowly stepped back a few steps.

Bending, dribbling with the right hand, accelerating slowly, stopping suddenly, receiving the ball, taking off, and shooting, Tianyang's whole set of movements is smooth and smooth.

In a blink of an eye, a "shua" resounded throughout the arena, and the basketball was hollowed into the net.

"YES!", Staples applauded thunderously, and the fans cheered, as excited as a Lakers player lore.

Kobe was the first to rush into the field, and he patted Tianyang on the shoulder, "You did a great job, your shooting moves are very standard! Also thank you for letting me donate 9 US dollars, thank you"

"Dude, your shot is better than mine!" Nick Yang gave Tianyang a high five.

"It can be seen that you are very skilled in dribbling, are you from the school team?" Russell raised his eyebrows.

The so-called layman watches the excitement, and the insider watches the way. Lakers players know that Tianyang has good basketball skills when he sees Tianyang's shot.

The sideline commentator Mitchell Thompson had the same doubts as Russell.

"Mike, do you think this guy looks like a professional athlete?"

"Huh? Why are you asking that?"

"His ultra-long shot looks more proficient than my youngest son Clay. I don't know if you have noticed. His shooting action just now is exactly the same as Kobe."

"Is it so powerful? Just look at the playback and you will know."

On the large central screen, Tianyang's shooting action is being played back.

At the moment of the emergency stop, the distance between his feet slightly exceeded his shoulders, and his knees buckled inward, presenting a regular trapezoidal state.

At the same time, he leaned slightly to the left, allowing his right shoulder, buttocks, and right foot to form a straight line and take off straight.

Then, he held the ball with his fingers and lifted it over his head until his body reached the highest position before pressing down with his index finger and middle finger showing a V shape.

"Such a standard double-action shooting seems to be Kobe's most commonly used shooting posture..." Mike was at a loss for words for a while.

"When I saw him take off, I suddenly thought it was Kobe shooting." Mitchell Thompson adjusted his glasses.

"This is obviously a professional athlete. According to the regulations, he can't get a bonus for scoring midfield shots!" Mike was a little anxious.

"You, go and communicate with the host, let them not pay the bonus first, and investigate it before talking," Mitchell-Thompson told the staff next to him.

At this moment, the cheerleading lady at the scene walked towards Tianyang holding an oversized check with 90$ written on it.

There is also a black boy dressed as a programmer, walking towards him with a machine similar to a PAD.

"Congratulations again, Tianyang, what are you going to do with this money?" The host handed over the microphone.

"Apart from basketball, video games and literature, I don't have any other hobbies, maybe I'll save them for now." Tianyang shrugged.

"Then I hope you can... wait a moment." The host took off the earphones and put down the microphone, and put his ears on the staff who rushed to the stage.

After a few seconds, the host's face changed suddenly, "Tianyang, now we need to confirm that you are a professional basketball player? Even if you play on the Stanford school team."

"Eh... I tried to enter the Stanford school team at the beginning, but they thought I was too weak in physical confrontation, so...".

"But your shot just now..."

Before the host finished speaking, Kobe next to him interrupted with a wave, "Tianyang is definitely not a professional basketball player. Don't look at his shooting posture so standard, but when he was dribbling just now, he looked at the floor the whole time and didn't look at the front at all. Obviously just a basketball fan who likes to practice long shots."

Kobe made it very clear that Tianyang is the kind of amateur who has a good shooting percentage but lacks actual combat.

Once someone defends, his shooting advantage is completely unexpected.

Kobe assured that the doubts were eliminated, the host indicated that the award ceremony would continue, and Tianyang took the tickets from the cheerleading lady.

He raised his hands high and looked around the audience. When he was facing the left side of the technical stage, he saw Morena's disdainful eyes.

The good mood disappeared in an instant, he put down the check, and the black brother who was waiting by the side rushed up.

"Hello, Tianyang, this is an extra reward for your shooting. It is a first-generation artificial intelligence motion analyzer developed by our HEI technology company. Currently we are focusing on basketball. It can not only help you improve your physical fitness , can also simulate your confrontation with NBA players..."

"Okay, I got it," Tianyang agreed casually, took over the machine and was about to leave.

"Hey, don't leave yet, take a photo for me to promote it, we need to increase our popularity and get investment..."

Being patient, Tianyang hurried back to stand No. 14 after taking photos with the black brother.

He wanted to thank the girl just now, if it wasn't for her encouragement, he wouldn't have this wonderful experience.

But the girl is not in the seat, so I can only continue watching the game and wait for her to come back.

Being idle and bored, Tianyang took out his mobile phone, and the number of private messages and text messages on Twitter was 99+.

Just now, my classmates and friends sent a lot of text messages, asking him if the girl in KISS CAM is his goddess, and all of them have been marked as read.

The newcomers were obviously asking about his midcourt shot just now.

Yulin Lude Luozan: "Brother Tian is awesome, brother Tianxiu! I dare not say I will blow you up again!"

Dear McGrady: "What did Kobe tell you? Tell me quickly, ten years of Komi, it's urgent!"

Aaron: "Tianyang, you are awesome, I want all Chinese fans to know you..."

After replying one by one, the game continued in the second half, and Kobe took more shots, but he no longer had the desire to take pictures, because he was wholeheartedly waiting for the girl to come back.

It's a pity that the girl didn't come back when the game was over. Tianyang sighed and felt that he should leave a contact information. Now there are so many people, where can I find it?

When he walked out of the arena, he was surrounded by couples or families, but he also felt a little lonely at Christmas.Besides, on this Christmas, he first made a fool of himself in front of the whole world, and then made a big show in front of the whole world. It was a very meaningful day. It would be even better if he had the girl's contact information.

When feeling melancholy and sighing, WeChat notifies you of new news.

The aunt who bought the ticket: "Young man, your shot is so good, my wife and daughter all praise you for your good shot"

Above this message is a photo of a family of three giving thumbs up.

Seeing the photo, Tianyang was in a daze, because the girl in the middle of the photo was the one who encouraged him to shoot.

　special reminder!Because this book has been blocked, there are chapters skipped.

　　When encountering skipped chapters, please check according to the catalog, most of them are concentrated at the end of the public volume.

　　
　
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