NBA: Start with a three-point experience card

Chapter 215 The best star for fans
Wang Yi has a point of view: no matter how good the relationship between the two people is, they must pay for what they make money from.

We are friends, you can invite me to your house for dinner.

But if your friend owns a restaurant and you invite me to your restaurant for dinner, then I have to pay.

Because you rely on this to make money and support your family, I can't cut off your way to support your family.

So when the Chinese couple didn't want money, Wang Yi directly signed their jerseys.

The couple were immediately grateful.

"Thank you brother Yi, thank you brother Yi."

Then the couple each took a signed jersey.

They will keep these two.

The rest will be auctioned online.

After bidding farewell to the couple, Wang Yi, Zuo Xiao, and Sima Liang got into the taxi again and headed for the hospital.

After more than ten minutes, I arrived at the hospital and found the cleaner's ward.

The cleaner had just finished working on a broken right arm and was wearing a thick brace.

The wound on the body has just been treated.

Although more than half an hour had passed, the constant pain in his right arm was still unbearable for him.

People who have never broken a bone can never imagine the pain of breaking a bone.

At this time, footsteps came from the door.

He didn't turn his head, just endured the pain.

Eyes fixed on the ceiling.

A field worker next to him is accompanying him.

"How are you feeling, brother?"

A voice came.

The black cleaner was taken aback when he heard the voice, and turned his head quickly.

The person standing at the door was the owner of the voice, Wang Yi.

He couldn't believe it, and quickly wanted to sit up: "Wang, why are you here..."

Wang Yi came over and pressed his shoulder: "Lie down, lie down and rest."

The cleaner was pressed to lie down and asked, "Wang, I didn't expect it to be you... Are you here to treat altitude sickness?"

The stadium staff next to him also thought that Wang Yi was here to treat altitude sickness.

He pointed upstairs kindly: "Dr. Smith in the inpatient department on the third floor is an expert in this field."

But Wang Yi shook his head and asked Zuo Xiao to take out the jersey.

"Your autograph."

When the cleaner heard this, his eyes widened in disbelief.

"I... I thought I didn't go back, you left before I could... You delivered it to me yourself!? Oh my god, is this true? Oh god, I can't believe it!"

The staff next to him also looked at the jersey in Wang Yi's hand in surprise.

This Huaxia player was obviously not feeling well, but he actually delayed the team's chartered flight because of a stadium cleaner.

Then I took a taxi for 10 minutes and rushed to the hospital.

Just to give a fan a signed jersey?
Is there such a heart-warming star?
Didn't he threaten the fans before, did he compare the beheading action to the fans?
I thought he was a very violent player, but I didn't expect him to be so heart-warming.

How many players in the entire NBA can do it?

I am afraid that no other player can do this.

Wang Yi jokingly explained: "I have too few fans, so I have to cherish every one of them."

He said and handed the jersey to the cleaner: "Heal your injuries and take care of your body."

Then he didn't stay any longer: "Then I'm leaving, I have to catch a plane. Goodbye."

The black cleaner was so excited that he choked up: "Wang... thank you... thank you..."

As he spoke, he couldn't help crying.

He lived in a ghetto as a child.

I have been bullied and ridiculed since I was a child.

Since his parents passed away one after another, he grew up in an orphanage.

No one will really care about him.

Now I work in the arena, and my colleagues are only in contact with work.

He hardly has any friends.

He learned Chinese because he had no friends and no communication, so he had a lot of free time, so he learned a foreign language.

I plan to be a Chinese teacher in the future if I have the opportunity to support my family.

But today, he felt the care of an NBA player he had never met.

For himself, he delayed the team's charter flight;

He was not feeling well, but took a taxi for 10 minutes to deliver the signed jersey to himself.

This made him feel that there are still people in the world who care about him.

Before that, he felt that his whole life was gray.

But from this moment on, his life began to have color.

That color is yellow.

A Chinese player with yellow skin.

Excited, he quickly got out of bed.

After chasing to the door of the room, facing the receding figure in the corridor, he shouted in non-standard Chinese:

"Wang Yi, you are my superstar—"

Wang Yi paused slightly.

After a while, he didn't look back, but just stretched out his right hand and swung it heavily.

Keep walking forward.

At the door of the ward, the staff member pressed the shoulder of the black cleaner:

"You have a good vision. From today on, I'm also his fan."

When Wang Yi and the others had just walked out of the hospital gate, a taxi stopped beside them.

A woman got out of the car.

Her shoulder-length brown hair and tailored professional attire showed her perfectly proportioned figure vividly.

"Wang Yi! Thank God, you can still go. Great!"

Wang Yi was a little surprised: "Nicole? Are you also in Denver?"

Nicole nodded: "I saw that your altitude sickness was too severe in Los Angeles, so I flew here."

Wang Yi: "..."

Zuo Xiao and Sima Liang next to him were also surprised.

A girl flew thousands of kilometers overnight and took a taxi to catch up here just because she saw Wang Yi's plateau reaction too violently on TV.

Looking at it like this, it's too late to change into his professional attire.

Even they were touched.

Without waiting for Wang Yi to speak, Nicole said, "Wang, I have already contacted the experts of this hospital. Did you see the experts just now?"

Wang Yi couldn't help feeling warm in his heart: "Nicole, you don't have to be like this at all."

Nicole looked confident and confident: "I like this, you can't control it."

Wang Yi: "..."

She was quite right.

While speaking, Nicole wanted to drag Wang Yi back to the hospital.

But Wang Yi waved his hand: "Nicole, I'm much better. I don't need to go to the hospital anymore. I have to book a plane ticket and fly to Sacramento right away. There will be a game at noon the day after tomorrow."

Nicole's eyes lit up, and she said, "That's fine, let's go to the airport. I've asked someone to reserve the ticket."

Wang Yi smiled bitterly: "So thoughtful?"

Zuo Xiao and Sima Liang next to him could only smile wryly: "Brother Yi, you guys go first. We'll book a plane ticket and hurry over."

Nicole said enthusiastically: "No, no, I asked my friend to reserve four tickets. Knowing that you are dedicated to follow up and report on Wang Yi, of course I will reserve seats for you."

Zuo Xiao and Sima Liang glanced at each other.

Sima Liang said: "Thank you so much, you are really thoughtful. We will give you the ticket money later."

Nicole said in a big way: "No need. You are Wang's friends, so you are also my friends. In the future, if you have anything to do, just talk, and I will never refuse to help you."

Zuo Xiao and Sima Liang looked at each other again, and finally at Wang Yi.

Sima Liang smiled and said, "Brother Yi, you are really lucky."

Wang Yi smiled wryly again: "Nicole, you don't have to do this, really."

Nicole still had a confident look: "You are you, I am me, you don't care what I want to do."

Wang Yi: "..."

This little girl is going to force the overlord to fight hard.

　[It's really difficult to write daily, it's not as easy as competition.If it’s everyday, maybe it’s better to write something…]

　　
　
(End of this chapter)