Rebirth: I am working in the entertainment industry

"Yellow-skinned monkey, get off the court!"

I don’t know who shouted the first call, but the crowd of onlookers all echoed loudly and shouted, and the slogans resounded throughout Rucker Park.

The Chinese players on the court were sitting on the ground without reacting at all, letting the people around them laugh and ridicule them.

Suddenly, a loud shout came from the ears of the Chinese players: "Stand up!"

The Chinese player raised his head and saw a face with the same skin color. He just glanced at it and continued to lower his head, acting like an ostrich. It is estimated that after today, the Chinese player in front of him will never touch basketball again in his life.

Zuo Mingzhou shook his head and decided not to force the Chinese player in front of him.

Some people, after staying in the beautiful country for a long time, can no longer stand up.

"Hey, yellow-skinned monkey, do you also want to taste the quilt button?"

"Yes!" Zuo Mingzhou didn't want to waste his words and decided to use their best method to defeat these arrogant and beautiful Chinese people.

The crowd around them saw that a good show was about to take place, and the scene instantly became quiet. The Chinese player then raised his head. Zuo Mingzhou was directly a head shorter than the opponent. Coupled with his thin body, he had already expected this and his skin color. The same people end up.

"You go first!" Zuo Mingzhou patted the basketball with his hand and threw it directly into the hands of the black players.

"Yellow-skinned monkey, don't say that I, Zion Williamson, won't give you a chance!" The black players laughed. In everyone's eyes, the sport of basketball is not suitable for yellow people at all. They have already seen the Chinese people in front of them. He was knocked to the ground by himself, and then ended with an easy layup.

The game officially begins.

Zion, a black man, was dribbling the ball and looked at the Chinese in front of him. He unconsciously leaned over and exerted a little force. Unlike what he expected, the Chinese didn't move at all.

After several collisions, the opponent not only was not knocked away, but also remained firmly stuck on the forward path without losing position.

"This is a professional player!" As soon as this idea came to the black Zion's mind, he felt that the ball in his hand was gone.

Turning around, I saw the Chinese rushing into the back half and dunking in a cradle style.

"Wow, with this ability to stay in the air, I seem to see Jordan!"

"It's really Jordan's signature dunk!"

There were bursts of exclamations from the crowd. It was the first time in their lives that they saw such a strong ability of Chinese people to stay in the air.

"Come again!" Zion, the black man, was a little angry, and he accidentally let the yellow-skinned boy take advantage of him.

In the second round, Zuo Mingzhou held the ball. The basketball followed Zuo Mingzhou's movements on the court, and the "pop" sound echoed throughout the court.

The moment the two bodies came into contact, Zion, the black man, felt like he had hit a wall, and his body took a few steps back unconsciously.

Zuo Mingzhou did not take the opportunity to dunk. Instead, he waited for the black Zion to land again. "Bang" the black Zion stepped back again.

"Zion, be serious, you are a giant!" came the voice of his teammates, which shocked George and took his position again.

"Bang" As soon as the bodies came into contact, Black Zion retreated again. As Zuo Mingzhou's strength became stronger, Black Zion retreated further and further away.

After another collision, Zion, a black man, could no longer stand up and felt that his entire shoulder had lost all feeling.

Then, Zuo Mingzhou took a run, took off from the free throw line, turned 360 degrees and dunked directly.

The surrounding audience exclaimed again, can this be watched for free?

"Zion, you're not getting paid, are you? The acting is too fake!" Several teammates hurriedly helped Zion, a black man lying on the ground.

"It's so strong, I can't move my arm! It seems like it's dislocated!" Zion, a black man, almost cried in pain. When did a yellow man's physical fitness improve like this?

"You are such a coward, let me do it!" Morant stood up.

"Morant, he is very powerful, don't go head-on!"

"Don't worry! I'm the waist king!"

Listening to the conversation between the two, Zuo Mingzhou knew that one of them was named Zion Williams and the other was named Morant. Looking at their slightly immature faces, weren't they the top picks and role models in the previous life 19 years ago.

However, the No. [-] pick was always injured due to his weight, and the No. [-] pick was suspended for showing off his guns live.

Zuo Mingzhou felt like he was bullying a child, but seeing the more arrogant and arrogant Morant, Zuo Mingzhou still wanted to let him know that there is a world outside the world, and there are people outside the world.

The game restarts.

Morant still has some skills. Taking advantage of Zuo Mingzhou's center of gravity, he directly made a few disguises and made an easy layup.

The surrounding audience cheered instantly.

Damn, he was so absorbed in thinking that he succeeded in stealing the chicken. Zuo Mingzhou quickly cheered up.

The second round begins.

Zuo Mingzhou holds the ball. Compared with Morant's rough change of direction, Zuo Mingzhou's change of direction looks more elegant, with a smooth change of center of gravity, a cross-step after passing someone, and a direct jump shot.

"Oh my God! What did I see, Jordan?"

"The movements are exactly the same, they are so similar!"

Morat was shaken so much that he almost sprained his foot. Fortunately, he has a good waist.

Score: 1vs1, the game continues.

Morant held the ball, and the ball bounced heavily on the floor, showing everyone his ability to control the ball. However, before he could figure out which direction to break through, the ball in his hand was gone, and the people around him were shocked. Phew, Zuo Mingzhou once again showed everyone his amazing jumping ability and ability to stay in the air, starting from the free throw line with a windmill slam dunk.

Next, Zuo Mingzhou showed his comprehensive skills to the surrounding audience. If the skin color was wrong, everyone thought they were seeing Jordan at his peak.

The final score is fixed at: 1vs10.

Except for the first ball, Morant can be said to have gained nothing.

Zion, who was sitting aside and waiting, felt a sense of sympathy when he saw the helpless Morant. Being tortured was much worse than his own.

The Chinese players stood in the distance, but did not dare to move forward. They looked at the compatriots with the same skin color in front of them with admiring eyes.

Zuo Mingzhou smiled at the other party and clapped his hands in the air.

The crowd around him began to disperse. Zuo Mingzhou didn't wait for the two people to apologize, and actually ran away in despair among the crowd.

When the Chinese players saw this, they also lowered their heads and left. Zuo Mingzhou wanted to say something, but when he opened his mouth, he didn't know what to say.

If I don't rely on the system, I probably won't be able to compare with the Chinese players in front of me, and I have no qualifications to educate others.

Zuo Mingzhou stood still for a few seconds, then walked in the other direction of Locke Park, ready to go back to take a shower and rest. The dunk just now was quite exhausting.