God of NBA point guards

Chapter 399 Iron Fist, how did you sleep last night?
At ten o'clock in the morning on the 2nd, Zhou Quan and Zhou Jun attended the opening ceremony of the first branch of the exquisite coffee shop.

No one else was invited, his current influence is enough, there were dozens of media present, and there was a long queue of customers waiting to enter the store.

At noon, I took a nap for half an hour after lunch, and then came to the headquarters to attend the press conference held at 01:30.

There were a lot of media here. The huge news hall was packed. There were more than 300 reporters, cameramen and assistants. The front rows were full of guns and short guns.

"Tekken, how did you sleep last night?" The first person to ask was a reporter from the Los Angeles Times, and he asked an odd question.

"Why do you ask this question?" Zhou Quan asked suspiciously.

Many fellow reporters were also very puzzled, and looked at the reporter to see what he had to say.

The reporter said with a smile: "Because you said twice during the finals last year that you slept well and had no dreams for a night, and you played very well in those two times."

Zhou Quan couldn't help laughing, and the other reporters also had the same expression of sudden realization.

"I slept well last night..."

When Zhou Quan said this, he smiled and said: "This is confidential, I can't tell you now."

"Shh!"

There were boos from the reporters at the scene.

The host clicked the card of the second reporter, a reporter from the New York Times.

The reporter took the microphone and asked, "King of Iron Fist, what I want to know is that there is news that Holyfield will be your first mandatory defending opponent. Is this news true?"

Zhou Quan smiled and said: "Sir, the reason why my boxing team and I didn't announce the news of the defending match is that we don't want to affect the NBA Finals, so you can ask me this question after the Finals."

The reporter reluctantly changed the question and asked, "Okay, Iron Fist, the media is now overwhelmingly more optimistic about the Supersonics. Do you have anything to say about this?"

Zhou Quan smiled and said, "The media has become more professional this time, haha..."

After he finished speaking, he laughed, and the media reporters also laughed.

……

On the night of June 1996, 6, at Seattle Center.

Since the evening, there have been crowds of people inside and outside the museum, and even the entire city center has been overcrowded. Countless people have rushed to the city center from the entire Seattle metropolitan area, and every parking lot is full.

"Champion! Champion..."

"Iron Fist! Iron Fist..."

Outside the central gymnasium, earth-shattering shouts erupted from time to time.

"Now Zhou Quan's nickname has become Iron Fist King, as if he has been crowned, there is another king."

"It will be great if we win this time defending the world boxing champion."

"I think there is a chance. I heard that Holyfield's weight is only a few kilograms heavier than Zhou Quan's. Zhou Quan's fighting ability and striking power will not suffer too much."

"This time our station will broadcast the defending match live, right?"

"Zhou Quan's influence is so great, so it must be broadcast. What our country lacks now is influence. Otherwise, there is still a lack of foreign exchange in the country. Why can NBA games be broadcast twice a week? The country specially allocates foreign exchange to Taiwan."

Zhang Lili and a group of people huddled in the crowd, while looking for interview targets, while discussing some topics related to Zhou Quan.

At 06:30, the gymnasium opened, and the sea of ​​people began to pour into the gymnasium, filling the central gymnasium with a capacity of 5000 people at a speed visible to the naked eye.

There are still [-] away team fans and [-] home fans. This is the home and away game conditions negotiated between the Sonics and the Bulls.

On each home fan's seat, there is a grand finals gift bag, including special finals jerseys, among which [-] jerseys have star signatures, and Zhou Quan's signature jerseys have [-] pieces.

"Oh, I got Schrempf's signed jersey."

"Haha, I got Hawkins' signed jersey."

"God, why is it Rodman's for me? I want the Iron Fist's autographed jersey."

"Oh God, God, he gave me a signed Iron Fist jersey? Haha!"

"Oh, lucky that guy!"

"Hey bro, can you sell it to me? I'll give you $1500."

"Want to buy Tekken King's Finals autographed jersey for $1500? I'll offer $5000."

"I offer [-] dollars, give it to me quickly, and I'll sign a check for you right away."

"Haha, I also got the signed jersey of the King of Iron Fist!"

"God, why didn't I get anything?"

As the fans entered the stadium, cheers from fans sounded from time to time.

On the sidelines, most of the first and second rows are celebrities and stars, as well as some rich people and politicians, as well as some unknown men and women, who look like they are rich.

Stallone picked up the big gift bag on the seat, opened it with some anticipation, pulled out the jersey and shook it to see if it was signed.

Unfortunately, there was nothing, he shook his head regretfully, and put the jersey on his body.

"Oh?"

Roberts couldn't believe it, she actually got a signed Tekken jersey?

"Julia, will you please? We're best friends."

"Julia, please, give it to me, I'll give you ten shows for your next movie."

A group of people including Stallone ran over and shouted.

"You have a good idea."

Afraid of being robbed, Roberts put the jersey directly on his body.

Zeng Li next to him didn't quite understand, he had such a good relationship with Zhou Quan, why didn't he ask him for an autographed jersey?

She ignored it, it's not that they don't have it, it's just that this is the jersey for the finals, what they want is luck, no friend will ask Zhou Quan for such a jersey.

Iverson, Kobe Bryant, Marbury and other crew members sat in the third row of the east stand, and their entry also attracted some media attention.

"I want Tekken King's signature jersey." Iverson said.

"Me too," Kobe said.

"I found it for me, and I exchanged it with a pair of MJ's first-generation sneakers, new ones that haven't been worn." Marbury shouted.

"You have a good idea." Kobe said angrily.

The first thing they do when they get to their seats is to look through the big gift bags.

It's a pity that no one has such good luck. After all, there are only [-] lucky people out of [-] people, and only ten lucky people can get Zhou Quan's signed jersey.

The wives of the two teams have already entered the arena, but the most active one is the introverted Zeng Li. Even Jordan's wife is far behind her.

She greeted some of Zhou Quan's friends from time to time on the sidelines. After almost a year of study, her English listening and speaking skills are already good. There are no communication barriers, and there are still problems in reading and writing.

She knows all these people, even acquainted with them, Hollywood stars, some big businessmen and tycoons in Seattle, members of the yacht club, Zhou Quan often takes her to some social occasions, many business activities will bring her, she is fully integrated now Zhou Quan's social circle.

"Zeng, how did Iron Fist sleep last night?" Roberts asked curiously.

Zeng Li was dumbfounded, and became vigilant, thinking, why do you care about this?
At this time, Stallone, Arnold and a group of stars also looked at her curiously, and seemed to be very concerned about this issue, which made her very puzzled.

"Zeng, didn't Iron Fist sleep well last night?" Bill Wharton asked nervously.

"Zeng, tell us, how did he sleep?" Reggie Miller also asked.

Zeng Li said helplessly: "I didn't ask him, it seems to be okay, right?"

"Ugh!"

Everyone sighed.

The wives of the players on both teams looked at Zeng Li with envy, even Jordan's wife Juanita.

They are just simple housewives who take care of their children at home, have no job, and have no career of their own. Their men will only go out to play alone, and will not take them with them.

And Tekken and his girlfriend are not yet married, so they often take her to various events, and even opened their own coffee shop for her. It is said that they opened a branch today, and it will definitely grow bigger and bigger in the future.

The media seats at both ends of the bottom line were stacked seven or eight layers high, densely packed with long guns and short guns. More than 200 media were crowded together, and the seats at both ends had to be dismantled for three rows to accommodate them.

At eight o'clock, the two teams announced the starting roster, and the substitute players also began to warm up.

Bulls: Kevin Willis, Toni Kukoc, Scottie Pippen, Michael Jordan, Ron Harper
Sonics: Matt Geiger, Rodman, Schrempf, Jose Hawkins, Joo Won

In the TNT commentary seat, the time for the live broadcast also arrived, Magic Johnson said after getting the list: "Coach George Karl sent Matt Geiger, this is to strengthen the defense against Kevin Willis.

But in this way, the Sonics' low-post offense will be affected to a certain extent, and Geiger's offensive ability is still not as good as Gilliam's. "

Larry Bird said with a smile: "Almost, anyway, Kevin Willis is no better than before, and his strength is no better than Geiger."

Magic Johnson shook his head helplessly, and said: "Coach Phil Jackson miscalculated the impact of Kevin Willis' injury. Much better than Kevin Willis, and the Willis deal is debatable."

"The two centers, Divac and Campbell, are really good. They are better than Willis, and there is no injury factor. And the Lakers should be able to trade one, and keep one, as long as the chips are good." Larry Bird nodded. road.

Magic Johnson said with some concern: "Willis didn't play the performance that the Bulls expected. Now this Bulls is no better than last year, and the Sonics actually performed better than last year, and even won 70 regular season games.

"So the media is more optimistic about the Sonics."

When Larry Bird said this, he suddenly smiled and said, "I'm curious, how did Iron Fist sleep last night?"

Magic Johnson was stunned, thinking, I hope that guy had nightmares last night.

At this time, in the player channel, the two teams met in the starting lineup.

"Flying man, we meet again."

"Iron Fist, you may not be the one who wins this time."

"Then we'll see each other on the court, and we'll have a showdown."

Zhou Quan and Jordan said a few words, and the visiting team started to play.

"Shh!"

Huge boos sounded, it was related to the championship, the fans of the home team were not polite, their faces were flushed, and they were still booing vigorously.

The Bulls have been tested in the finals for a long time, so they walked into the court with their heads held high and their chests held high.

"Oh hoo!"

Then the home team came out and cheers replaced boos.

"Oh hoo!"

At the finale of Zhou Quan, the cheers rushed to the top, like an erupting volcano.

The on-site host ran over and handed the microphone to Zhou Quan. According to the usual practice, he wanted to speak a few words as a player representative.

"Ladies and gentlemen, we are in the finals again, this is an exciting series, we will start to hit our goals, and we will... defend the title!"

"Defending! Defending! Defending..."

Following Zhou Quan's final yell, a huge and uniform shout sounded in the Seattle Center gymnasium, earth-shattering, and then spread to the entire Seattle metropolitan area, millions of people were shouting for the same goal.

"Defending the title!"

At the CCTV commentary booth, Zhang Lili and Xu Jicheng also shouted loudly.

……

During the warm-up, Zhou Quan and Rodman walked to the center line and greeted John Sely.

Sely was traded to the Bulls by the Raptors this season, but due to injuries, he is the Bulls' player with the least playing time.

"Spider, what are your plans for the future?" Rodman asked with a smile.

"I still have a one-year contract, and the Raptors pay the bill, but the Bulls don't want me, and the Raptors don't want me, but I think I can still play, and I want to go to Europe to play for a few years." John Sely said with a smile.

"Good idea, the confrontation over there is not as good as in the NBA, you can try it." Zhou Quan praised.

At 08:30, the game officially started.

Jump ball, Sonic offense.

Zhou Quan looked at Kevin Willis jumping the ball, and he couldn't jump up anymore, which meant that the knee injury had not recovered, and the previous state was gone forever.

He took the ball and Ron Harper got in front.

Go straight to him, put your left hand on his waist, mainly defending his dominant right hand, and then directly fight with your body, pushing him to the left wing.

On the left wing, Pippen followed Schrempf, staying in a defensive position that cut off his and Schrempf's passing angles.

Schramff simply ran to the top of the arc, giving him the left wing.

He immediately pulled to the left wing, turned around, and began to hit the 84 kg Ron Harper with his back.

"Haha, Iron Fist King, crush him!"

The live commentator Henem Chrisman shouted excitedly.

Ron Harper bumped up and was crushed a step back. His knee was seriously injured and he weighed 8 kilograms less. He couldn't stand it at all.

Zhou Quan accelerated his speed, then turned around suddenly, outstripped his opponent, and hit the left waist in two steps, facing Kevin Willis's supplementary defense with an emergency stop jumper.

"brush!"

The splash appeared and the mid-range shot hit.

"Yes! The King of Iron Fist hit the first ball, and there was no defender in his eyes."

Amidst the cheers of the audience, the passionate roar of Henem Chrisman immediately sounded.

"It's very easy. Whether it's playing Ron Harper or an emergency stop jumper, Iron Fist's ball is very easy, without a little bit of reluctance. Ron Harper's defense seems to limit him very little." Larry Bird analyzed.

"It's just the first ball, it depends on the next state." Magic Johnson said.

(End of this chapter)