NBA: Start with a three-point experience card

Chapter 162 The Invitation of a Beauty Reporter

When I saw that beautiful reporter, I suddenly woke up.

Long brown hair shawl, proud figure.

The tight-fitting long skirt perfectly set off her figure.

It was the ESPN female reporter who called Wang Yi before.

Nick Briscoe.

When she met Wang Yi, she didn't immediately blame him for not calling before.

Instead, he said professionally:

"Wang, congratulations on your 50+ double-double tonight. What inspired you to play such a wonderful performance? Is it the best selection of the week last time?"

There is no pitfall in this question, so Wang Yi naturally answered truthfully:

"There are indeed reasons for this. But in fact, my goal has never been the best of the week."

"what is that?"

Wang Yi: "Conquering the NBA has never changed."

Nick looked at Wang Yi's firm gaze and couldn't help being slightly moved.

What this Chinese man said is true.

He thought so from the bottom of his heart.

It sounds like this is ignorance, arrogance, and arrogance.

But judging from his current performance, he does have the capital of arrogance.

Nick asked Wang Yi the second question:

"You made such a wonderful move just now, are you paying tribute to the flying man on the sidelines?"

Wang Yi nodded: "That's what I meant, but it was because I had to. I was fouled at the time, and it was impossible to get in again, so I had to switch hands."

Nick asked a third question:

"The All-Star voting will start in two hours. Do you think you have a chance to be selected for the All-Star?"

Just as Wang Yi was about to answer, a huge head with a hairline stretched back suddenly protruded from behind him.

Nick couldn't help laughing out loud.

To be honest, Wang Yi was a little surprised by her smile.

In fact, he is still very traditional in his bones, and he likes Chinese beauties.

Western beauties simply do not meet his aesthetic standards.

But this Nick seems to have broken his aesthetic standards.

Then Wang Yi turned his head following Nick's gaze.

I saw a 38-year-old man showing his white teeth and smiling like a stern man.

Wang Yi shook his head helplessly:
"Brother, you are almost forty, can you be more mature?"

James couldn't help covering his chest.

Said a sentence in broken Chinese: "My heart is pierced, old iron."

Of course, this is also what Wang Yi taught him.

Nick didn't know what James meant in Chinese.

In the Tencent live broadcast room, those fans heard James speak poor Chinese.

All of them burst out laughing.

"Hahahahahaha..."

"There's nothing wrong with what this sentence says."

"It must have been taught by Brother Yi. Brother Yi doesn't teach well, he only teaches these things. Be careful, old Zhan, you must know that it is not easy to learn well, and slip away when you learn badly."

At the scene, Nick asked again: "Back to the question, Wang, do you think you can enter the All-Star Game?"

Wang Yi thought for a while, then shook his head and said, "I'm not sure. I'll leave this to the audience. All I can do is to play the current game well."

After the interview, before leaving, Nick said to Wang Yi:

"When you change your clothes and come out, shall we have dinner together?"

Wang Yi: "This..."

Nick showed a warm smile and said, "I've already made a reservation for the restaurant."

Wang Yi scratched his head: "Okay."

When he was in China, beautiful women often invited him to have dinner with him.

But after coming to the United States, no beautiful woman has ever invited him.

What's more, she is a western beauty who breaks his aesthetic concept.

If the screen hadn't been cut off at this time to let the Huaxia audience know, it would probably be a full-screen LSP again.

After Nick left, Zuo Xiao from Huaxia also came to interview.

When Zuo Xiao saw Wang Yi, she smiled a little shyly.

Like a shy little girl next door.

Wang Yi couldn't help but also laughed.

Zuo Xiao straightened her clothes and said to the camera next to her, "Let's get started."

Then wait for the connection from Tencent NBA Studio.

Soon, the two sides are connected.

Zuo Xiao asked the first question:
"Wang Yi, you got 50+ tonight, what supported you to play such a wonderful performance."

Wang Yi replied:
"You should feel the prejudice and discrimination here all the time when you come here."

Zuo Xiao nodded, revealing a look of aggrieved eyes.

It has only been half a month since she came here, and she felt the prejudice and discrimination everywhere here.

There were times when she came back to her rented apartment at night and closed the door in tears.

Thinking of this, she nodded and looked at Wang Yi at the same time.

She has only been here for half a month, and she has already suffered so much prejudice and discrimination.

Moreover, she has colleagues by her side, and she can talk to them if she is wronged.

It was really hard for her to imagine how Wang Yi got here after being alone for the past two years.

In addition, Wang Yi is not only prejudiced and discriminated against by Westerners, but also smeared by many unscrupulous domestic media and abused by countless fans.

How did he endure all these alone?
If she asked Wang Yi, there was actually only one answer: listen to cross talk from Deyun Society.

Wang Yi didn't know that Zuo Xiao had so many thoughts in his mind, so he continued:

"I just want to prove that we Huaxia people are no worse than them. I just want to tell them that we Huaxia people can be the top in any field!"

After hearing this, Zuo Xiao felt that there was also a surge of blood in his chest.

She is not a girl who is easily aroused, but after listening to Wang Yi's words, she can't help feeling the same.

On the barrage of Tencent NBA, one after another played:
"Show off our country's prestige!"

"Believe in the Rain God! Huaxia V5!"

"Now I begin to believe that the Rain God can conquer the NBA. Who can have a stronger belief than the Rain God? What can be more powerful than the Rain God?"

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After Zuo Xiao finished the interview, he hesitated slightly and said:

"Brother Yi, if you are not so tired, let's have dinner together? I want to chat with you about some things, about basketball, and about yourself... You played all night, are you hungry? "

Just as Wang Yi wanted to agree, he suddenly realized that he already had an appointment.

I can only say sorry:

"Sorry, someone already made an appointment just now. Next time."

Zuo Xiao quickly waved his hand:

"No, no, brother Yi, you don't have to apologize. Anyway, I will follow you for a long time... No, it's not stalking, it's following and reporting for a long time. I will go wherever you go in the future. I have enough time...I mean you Wherever I go, I will...follow and report..."

As Zuo Xiao spoke, a blush appeared on his face.

How come the more you explain it, the less clear you are?
Seeing her at a loss, Wang Yi couldn't help laughing:

"I understand your idea."

Only then did Zuo Xiao heave a sigh of relief, and said, "That's good."

The big camera next to him looked at Zuo Xiao, shook his head involuntarily, and explained to Wang Yi:

"Brother Yi, don't be surprised. Xiao Zuo has a shy personality and has just passed the internship period. This time I sent her out to follow up and report on you because we are really short of manpower."

Wang Yi shook his head: "There's nothing to apologize for, just work on it slowly, and I believe you will become an internationally renowned journalist in the future."

Zuo Xiao blushed and said, "How can I be so lucky."

……

After the interview, Wang Yi looked at Zhan Mei and Zhan Mei at the entrance of the locker room, and they were about to pass.

But at this moment, a tall figure walked towards him.

He took a closer look and found that this person was not someone else.

It is the famous basketball god, nicknamed Flying Man, officially named Michael Jordan, and nicknamed Old Hooligan.

　Thanks to Gousheng Ouba 1666, I will definitely donate several times next time, and there are other brothers.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)