NBA: Start by torturing Jordan and add points to upgrade

"Come on, come on, come here, come here, squeeze, squeeze, find a good seat, sit down on your own, the paper and pen, camera, jersey, postcard, star card, basketball, sneakers or other things you just mentioned Did you bring everything?"

"Didn't bring it? Not even brought it? You are all here one by one. I gave you a chance but you didn't use it! Fortunately, I brought it! I brought it all together. Don't say that I am not good to you and don't take care of you!"

At the semi-finals of the 91kg and above Olympic Games, about 25 strong black and white men with an average height of close to or even more than 2 meters were sitting there quietly waiting for the game to start.

Suddenly, a group of more than a dozen strong yellow men with an average height of close to or even more than 2 meters poured in between them. Although most of the subsequent large group of yellow men were not only tall in terms of stature and strength, but There is no way to compare with the previous group of people, but at least the height is definitely enough!

However, at this moment, everyone in the black and white teams looked embarrassed. How to describe their expressions?

It was as if someone filled a large pot with urine in front of them, then boiled it with feces and stinking rotten wood, and then poured 10 cans of herring, stinky tofu, expired durian and 300 dead cockroaches into it.

Very exciting!

As for the yellow group that arrived later, although their expressions were not that exciting, all 11 of them retreated unconsciously, and the one at the front was holding a small red flag in their hands and waving it constantly, carrying a large backpack behind their backs, and giving instructions. The guy who sat down with the guys kept his distance.

Disgust, very obvious disgust appeared on the faces of this group of people.

"Brother Lin, why don't we find another seat? Sitting here is a bit..." He rubbed his head and looked at Lin Tian with embarrassment.

"What should I change? This seat is the best! I just asked them to occupy the seat for us!" The person holding the small red flag was of course Lin Tian. He said with an unbelievable expression on his face: "What if you leave? Yes, they will be disappointed."

"Fart! Satan's farts are 100 times better than yours!" The first person who couldn't help it was Bird, who had the best relationship with Lin Tian: "When did you ask us to occupy a seat for you? We just want to sit there Be a little looser, I just want to watch you get beaten comfortably."

"Why the hell did you call so many people at once?"

"It's fun! And I believe that they want to see me get beaten just like you now!" Lin Tian said shamelessly: "It's just that you can't see it! Hurry up and sit down, you guys, What are you stunned for?"

When Lin Tian saw that the crowd was still motionless, he became completely impatient and started to pull people over: "Come on, Dayao, you sit here, sit next to Michael. His team is terrible, and there is a high probability that he will win a championship next year." Top three picks.”

"Promote yourself well to him. Didn't you say you would be drafting next year?"

"Roughly speaking, sit here, sit next to this thin black guy. You two are both skilled, and he is only slightly better at defense than you. Let's see if we can learn something from him. Who else is there? Come here, Old Hu. , sitting next to Kobe, you are the Asian Jordan, and this kid is the Los Angeles Jordan.”

"In terms of geographical scope, you are better than him!"

"Where's Lao Liu? Come on, come on, sit next to this damn fat guy. It's not the tall fat guy, it's the short fat guy! You two have similar body shapes. Let's have a good chat and see if there is anything we can exchange in terms of skills."

“Bus, come and sit here on the bus, next to this tall fat guy, and look for this face. When you get into the NBA, don’t worry about anything else, just chase this fat guy’s ass and beat him up. If you fuck him to death, you’ll find a job! "

"Where are the others? Why don't you hurry up and take a seat? Do you have to let me divide them one by one?"

Seeing Lin Tian's completely shameless look, no matter how embarrassed the other members of the Huaxia team were, they had no choice now. They lined up and took their seats one after another.

Of course, I came here, but Lin Tian didn't feel embarrassed anyway, and even took the initiative to complete the most shameless part himself. The brothers couldn't hold their thighs up with their arms, so they all sat down, so what else could they do?

When in a country, do as the Romans do, and as a guest do as the host does!

The first person to open Pandora's box was Li Nan, who usually looked quite shy. This guy, nicknamed Xiao Li Feidao, who usually had a cold face and looked like a professional killer, found it out of nowhere. Got a pen.

"Hello, Regei, I'm your fan, can you give me an autograph?"

This sentence, he spoke in Chinese, and Miller couldn't understand it at all except for the hello at the beginning and Regei, whose pronunciation was full of Indiana suburban accent. But my brother has also played in the NBA for more than ten years. Signature pen It's all handed to your face, how can you not know what it means?

Sign it!

"To my good friend..." Miller was halfway writing on Li Nan's T-shirt, then raised his head and asked: "Watts has an inside story?"

"Li!" Li Nan didn't speak English well, but he heard this sentence clearly and understood it clearly. He answered immediately, and Miller continued to sign.

Look! This is true brotherhood! What a man!

Raising your hand is a TO sign! Also comes with postscript and complimentary words!

Pay attention!

"Let me just say that Reggie is my best friend in the NBA!" Lin Tian said with a smile: "It's really interesting!"

Ok?

When Lin Tian said this, several people at the scene frowned.

He is your best friend, so who am I?

Signing your name and writing a postscript is the best guy? Are you kidding me?

What a fart! I will let you know what is truly interesting!

"Do you want an autograph?" Buckley asked Liu Yudong beside him. Looking at him, it was obvious that he was ready to write a short essay on Liu Yudong.

Unfortunately, Liu Yudong didn't understand. He looked confused and had no intention of taking out the signature pen from his pocket.

But Lin Tian is sensible! He also understood and took out a signature pen directly to Liu Yudong: "Charles knows you, has an impression of you, and wants your signature."

"Really or not?" Liu Yudong's eyes widened and he looked at Buckley, who was smiling and showing off his kindness. After hesitating for a moment, he took it seriously!

I picked up the pen and started writing on Barkley's clothes!

"Huh? Walter? Wai? I'm special?" Barkley was confused and didn't understand why the polarity suddenly reversed and someone else signed his autograph.

But fortunately, he was fat enough and round enough, and his clothes stuck tightly to his body without any wrinkles, so even if he didn't move his body in cooperation, Liu Yudong's signature was very smooth, and he completed the signature in a flash. .

How about not saying that the God of War is the leader, the core, and the big brother of everyone?

After signing, he might have felt embarrassed, so he handed the pen to Buckley and said, "Buy the inside information to help me!"

Look! This is talent!

Lin Tian almost wanted to applaud Liu Yudong!

Exchanging jerseys, no, trading autographs, no!

Anyway, be particular about it! The main idea is that a person comes and goes and teaches these foreigners a lesson, teaching them what it means to come back but not to reciprocate!

Jordan was still sitting with that arrogant look, but his arms were already unknowingly hugging Li Xiaoyong who was sitting next to him very affectionately: "What position do you play? We can do it if we have time. Let’s practice together.”