In fact, the fans have always had a regret, that is, they have never seen the emperor participate in the dunk contest. Everyone is thinking, with the speed and strength of the emperor, what will happen if he participates in the dunk contest?

"you sure?"

"of course."

"What about the conditions?"

"Conditions! I'll tell you when the time comes, after all, there doesn't seem to be anything that needs your help now."

"it is good!"

Fearing that Wang Hao would go back on his word, Stern quickly hung up the phone, with an old fox-like smile hanging on the corner of his mouth.

"Three years? I'm going to retire next year. You still want me to accompany you for three years?"

Wang Hao who hung up the phone also let out a smile.

"Three years? You don't know if you can work for three years."

Turning her head and hugging Aomei, "Come on dear, we have a classical musical instrument called Xiao in China, do you know how much you know?"

"Xiao?"

"Ok!"

Wang Hao stood up slowly...

Wang Hao is singing and dancing here, while there is a heated discussion going on in the emperor's villa.

"Brothers, the trade deadline is coming soon. Does this season still depend on Wang Hao's family dominating?"

Now my emperor has been stunned. With the Heat's current lineup, they may not be able to beat the Lakers. The problem is that my emperor has an old problem, and he doesn't believe in himself at critical moments.

In the previous life, my emperor's confidence soared after winning the Mavericks and winning the first championship. This is how the subsequent generations of rookies and gods were born, and the old Zhan taught people from generation to generation.

But now, my emperor has not won the championship, has not proved himself, and is still in doubt about himself, so it is normal for him to say so.

"LeBron, we..."

Dirty Cannon spoke and stopped halfway.

"Brothers, what are you waiting for? For this championship, I betrayed Cleveland and Akron. Look at another kid from Akron. He is winning the Lakers championship. Look at us?"

"You mean, if you start Baotuan, we have to go on like this?"

"Zhan Zhan, have you forgotten your original goal of playing basketball?"

"Wang Hao is very powerful, but we must win them openly!"

Gua Ge said sternly, no one expected that Gua Ge would say such righteous words, it was really unexpected.

"melon"

"you……"

"Hey!"

My emperor sighed weakly, how could he not understand what Gua Ge said, but he wanted a champion so much.

Chapter 702 This Must Be a Fake All-Star

After a long wait, the All-Star Game is finally here.

This is also the most anticipated repertoire of this year's All-Stars. After all, the emperor versus the tyrant, or the Mamba versus the emperor, are classic NBA repertoires.

If you can't watch the finals, you can only watch it on the All-Stars.

In the opening game, it was still the old rule, the two shortest players in the starting lineup came out to jump the ball.

Dirty Cannon was sent to the middle circle with fists by a group of people cursing.

The shortest cheek in the Eastern team's starters, the mouth almost reaches the ears.

"Pao Pao, brother really didn't mean to bully you."

Snapped!

Cheek swears, he didn't dance, he really didn't.

If you want to jump, you only jump an inch or two...

The ball was in the hands of the Eastern team. What's interesting is that Gua Ge and Wuhuang back and forth were modest. If it was before, Wuhuang played the first ball, there is nothing wrong with it. The problem is that after Gua Ge proved himself last year, now there is already a match with Wuhuang. The strength of the courts has risen.

What's more, Gua Ge has changed from his former gangster style and joined the Diligent Cult.

The proper story of a prodigal son turning back has been loved by the league and fans.

"Both of you don't fight?"

As the oldest player in the Eastern Conference's starters, Garnett didn't even attack when he saw the two girls chirping and seeing that the attack time was running out, he stretched out his hand and asked for the ball.

"Little B, why are you here?"

The wolf king stretched out his finger, and Wang Hao ran to him like a husky, obediently letting the wolf king buckle one.

"Shu Tan!"

As if he had just finished having a good time in Footwashing City, the wolf king was short of a cigar now.

"The wolf king urinates!"

Wang Hao bumped his chest with the wolf king as if he had buckled someone else.

"Sure enough, Wang Hao won't hold grudges unless he dunks Wang Hao on the All-Stars."

A group of rookies, looking at the scene on the field, thought silently in their hearts, want to ride dunk Wang Hao in the future?

OK!

Let's make it to the All-Stars first.

Dirty Cannon is still criticizing the Lakers for making him jump the ball and deliberately making him look ugly.

To be fair, it is not easy for Dirty Cannons to take on the important task of jumping for three consecutive years. The height of 185 (suspected) is indeed necessary to shoulder such a heavy responsibility. The reason why the small cannons are so short has been found.

"Humph!"

Dirty Cannon arrogantly rejected Kobe, Wang Hao, and everyone in the West. He glanced at Wade who humiliated him in the middle circle just now, and raised his hand to throw a super long three-pointer.

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