Above All Beings in the NBA

"???"

Wang Hao was at a loss.

"I said the rookie is the rookie you asked the management to pick, the one we picked with the No. 30 pick in the first round"

"What's the matter, do you feel like you've made money?"

"I made it, I made it for your sister. Except for Jordan in his name, the rest has nothing to do with Jordan."

What Kobe was talking about was that Wang Hao strongly urged the Lakers to use his first-round pick, Jordan Jr., in the draft.

"Did you know that his free throws are as unreliable as Shaq, and he even has the face of Jordan."

"You also know, that's the last name, he doesn't have to choose, and don't you think his physical fitness is particularly good? He can be cultivated into a perfect inside bomber."

"Where's Bynum?"

"With all due respect, although Bynum's talent is very good, but his heart is too immature, now you and I are suppressing, but if one day his data is good, what will he do? He will think that we We deliberately refused to allow him to use the data, and told the management that Bynum could use it for two more years to make good use of it and make a direct trade for the value, but Yao Ming is about to reach his contract year."

"no,..."

"Wait, you said Yao Ming's contract year is coming?"

Originally, Kobe was still 1 unwilling to trade Bynum, but when he heard about Yao Ming, his eyes turned green.

"Fuck Bynum, 1 Bynums are not as good as one Yao Ming"

"That's right! If you let him brush up his statistics and lead him to win two championships, he will be considered one of the core core of the championship. When the time comes to exchange Yao Ming with him, guess what Lei will do?"

"Have you already made up your mind, kid?"

"Hehe! If you want me to say that you high school students are not smart enough, can you tell this kind of thing? Is it called a secret? You can't even write a diary, you know? Writing in a diary is not called what is in your heart "

"bad"

Wang Hao remembered a certain scene.

"All right, all right, you arrange it! What about the new boy?"

"Cultivate well. Yao Ming is old after all. If this kid is well trained, he may not be a poor man's version of Howard. Moreover, this kid can really dance and has good strength."

"I know all this, but the coach who trained him said that this kid loves to dance too much..."

"It's okay, I'll beat him up when I go back."

Corvo silently mourned for little Jordan who was far away on the other side of the ocean, and was followed by the big devil before he met.

Chapter 340 Too bullying

At 8:14 pm on August 14th, the Chinese team ushered in the third group match. The opponent was the mascot of Group B, the Angola team.

"This is not very good, isn't it a little bit of damage to international friendship?"

The five members of the Angola team were a little confused. The Chinese team was really too tall. Wang Hao and Yao Ming were half heads higher than everyone in Angola.

"Let's play and see!"

Wang Hao jumped the ball to win, and the Chinese team settled down. Wang Haozhijie passed the ball to Yao Ming. Yao Ming held the ball and put it into the basket easily.

"This……"

Angola was attacking, and their leading guard didn't even come in from the three-point line, so he was caught by Sun Yue?break down.

Wang Hao received the ball and went to the basket unimpeded, completing a dunk.

"It's too easy to be true."

The Angola players were not depressed, but felt like they were on a pilgrimage to their idols.

"Tyrant, can you give me an autograph? My son is your fan."

Angolan small forward ran to Wang Hao and said.

"Uh! Yes."

Wang Hao really didn't know how to describe this feeling. This was the first time his opponent asked for his autograph.

The Angola team did not pose any threat to the Chinese team at all. After the first quarter, the Chinese team took a 45-point lead with 13:32.

"Director Gong, look..."

Yao Ming hesitated to speak, although he was very happy to win, but facing this kind of experience, Yao Ming really didn't have much interest. It would be nice to have time to pour water off the court.

"Second quarter, Big Zhi, let's go, Sun Yue."

Director Gong quickly made a decision. After all, with international friends, beating too hard is not good.

In the end, when the Chinese team tried their best to release the water, Angola only lost 100 points in vain.The score of the game was finally fixed at 70:[-]. After Wang Hao signed his own jersey, he found the Angolan small forward. The two exchanged a wave of jerseys in a friendly manner. By the way, they also sent a pair of Tyrant sneakers in Chinese red color. .

"Thank you. The Angolan small forward couldn't be more excited."

You must know that the Chinese red color of the Tyrant series has not yet been launched. Currently, only Wang Hao wears it again, and it can be seen that even if it is launched in the future, it will definitely sell, and it is not certain whether it will be available.

This makes the small forward's already not fluent English even more difficult to understand.

After taking pictures with the jerseys, the two parted ways after a friendly hug.

After winning two games and ensuring the group qualifying, Wang Hao's careful thinking became active, "Why did Cai Meng meet Australia?"

"Still thinking about beating Australia?"

Yao Ming heard Wang Hao talking to himself.

"Don't think about it, it would be great if they can show up, they won't be able to meet in the quarterfinals."

"Is it possible to operate it?"

Just as Wang Hao was about to say something, Yao Ming gagged him.

"Don't die? Can you say this casually?"

Wang Hao also reacted, quickly shut up, and looked around alertly, "It seems that beating Australia can only be done by chance."

The Chinese team has two games left in the group stage, and their opponents are Germany and Greece.

In the eyes of the Chinese team in the previous life, the two teams were all solid bones, but now?

But mediocre!