idol king

Chapter 60 060: Mom Gives up the Art Track
0:00 the next day.
After washing up, Jiang Fei was lying comfortably on the bed wearing a pair of big underpants while chatting with the girls while watching pop-up hot topics.

"Jiangsu teenager's 60+ quasi-triple-double reversed Hongyuan, and the finals will be a tiebreaker" This news dominated the hot search all night.

"Always keep a champion's heart!" This Weibo post by Jiang Fei before the game is available again.

"Now this young man is really going after the championship, go for the duck!"

"G7, will you break the record with 70 points?"

"Upstairs, do you really think Dongguang is a soft persimmon?"

Fans across the country will not forget Su Wei's dirty moves. Following Li Chunjiang's live radio, it was released by Sujiang TV:
"If you can't stop it, give it to me!"

This sentence has also been criticized by fans all over the country other than Dongguang fans. Yes, it is the whole country. Too many teams have long held grudges against Dongguang's dominance over the past few years.

Jiang Fei said that Du Feng is not too hard and is also on the hot search, and there are sub-topics later:
"Jiang Fei and Du Feng's grievances and enmity, who exactly started the war?"

"Hahaha."

Jiang Fei himself laughed at it, and he didn't read the news on the Internet too much. He knew that the popularity value of the system increased by more than 8, which suddenly increased by eight times compared to the previous game!

In just one night, he turned too many CBA fans into fans, including many national team fans and NBA fans.

Because Dayao liked Jiang Fei on Weibo.

On the other side of the NBA, Marbury and Su Wei almost kicked Jiang Fei with a picture posted on Twitter on the external network to satirize the Dongguang team.

There is also Jeremy Lin, a young player of the Warriors Development League, who also took the heat:
"He should be in this year's draft."

The current NBA president, Stern, will naturally not let go of the heat of the CBA. He replied on the Miguo News that Jiang Fei has automatically entered the NBA draft list. As long as there is a team to choose, it is possible to come to the NBA.

Before going to bed, Jiang Fei glanced at the book's data. With the update of more than 10 words a day, the new book has now ranked first in the double list of recommended votes, so the editors will post messages on the site and it will be on the shelves this weekend.

"Comfortable."

Jiang Fei remembered that he had seen "The Legend of Mortal Cultivation" on Weibo just now, so he must have subscribed.

"Fortunately, that teacher Da Fei in the online literature circle updated everything in the morning. He probably went to watch the game tonight."

"Yes, you must know Jiang Fei by this pseudonym, right? As a mortal cultivating immortals, as expected, Brother Fei's fans have some skills!"

"Damn, you guys reminded me, I forgot to catch up while watching the game, 10 chapters a day, I still have time to watch."

"It is going to rain."

When Jiang Fei got up and rushed to the training ground, there were dusty clouds outside the window, covering a large area of ​​the sky with its body.

The training atmosphere in the morning was completely different. Hu Xuefeng took the initiative to give up possession of the ball, and he played the role of a shooter. At his age, a veteran has no talent left. The only thing to be commended is a stable open three-pointer.

The rest are small-intensity training. After all, the intensity was so high last night that the assistants regarded Jiang Fei as a treasure.

The general manager even canceled all the entertainments. You must know that his mobile phone hadn't stopped ringing last night. He wanted to find Jiang Fei, but he was stopped by the general manager Ye Shuai.

It's not because he's afraid that Jiang Fei will be "abducted", but because he's really afraid that Jiang Fei's body and spirit will be overwhelmed.

So the lunch break became 4 hours, and Jiang Yudong drove a second-hand Nissan to pick Jiang Fei home for dinner.

Today's lunch is a hearty meal prepared by my mother, and Jiang Fei's appetite is full after watching the wolfberry chicken soup.

"Mom, are you reconciled?" Looking at Jiang Yudong who was smiling, Jiang Fei asked while drinking the soup.

"What do you think?" Hu Chunlai's smile paled and Jiang Yudong never missed a glance.

"Haha, let me tell you."

Jiang Yudong picked up a chicken leg for Jiang Fei.

Why was Hu Chunlai on the phone last night? It wasn't because he didn't answer Jiang Yudong's call, but because he received a call from Wu Shanzhen.

Wu Shanzhen, the planner who pays so much attention to the Internet, naturally knew how popular Jiang Fei was last night, and then she also received calls from the director and Bao Xiaobo.

It means "Forget it." Don't let Jiang Fei participate in the national top 100 competition.

Because the director and Bao Xiaobo are both basketball fans, they really don't want to "ruin" the career of a super basketball talent for a music program.

It doesn't matter if the program group loses some traffic now, but if the program group still allows Jiang Fei to continue the game, it may become the eternal sinner in the hearts of domestic basketball fans, right?

After thinking twice, Wu Shanzhen called Hu Chunlai who was watching the game in front of the TV at the time. It was the first time Hu Chunlai saw Jiang Fei's performance last night, and subconsciously sighed that his son was so good?

It turned out that Yudong's choice was not wrong! !
So when Wu Shanzhen called, she was very conflicted. It was her lifelong dream to let her son take the cultural and artistic route. She finally made it to the top 100 in the country. Now she is really reluctant to let her give up!

On the other hand, listening to the commentary, I also know that Xiaofei's basketball career will be bright.

So after thinking about it, she also made up her mind and expressed her willingness to let her son give up his quota, and let the program team replace a Jiangsu singer to participate in the national finals.

"It's my mother's fault for asking you to participate in the audition a few days ago, and then you just have to play well." Hu Chunlai smiled wryly, probably since he was a child, his son was not suitable for the field of literature and art.

Who would have thought that Jiang Fei, who had just passed the audition, would be so strong on the basketball court? ?

"No, Mom! I can participate."

When Jiang Fei heard that Wu Shanzhen and the others had made a 360-degree turn, he couldn't help but put down his chopsticks and said hastily.

"You don't need time to prepare for the game? You don't have enough time for basketball now, be obedient."

"Don't worry, I've already prepared it." Seeing that Hu Chunlai obviously didn't know that he sang an original song, Jiang Fei said firmly.

Jiang Yudong:
"Son, you can't have both. Singing can be a hobby. It's really unnecessary to go to Zhejiang and Hangzhou to record shows. Now, Kugou and Youku can release music. You can post it online for fun."

"Don't worry about it, I'll take care of it, I'm full, I'm going to train first."

"Son..." Hu Chunlai looked at his son with light in his eyes, and was moved for some reason. This...is this for himself?

Ten minutes later, Jiang Fei made it clear on Weibo @《天朝好声音》 that he would participate in the next round of the competition, causing a bloodbath on Weibo. Xiaowen, Wu Shanzhen, and Bao Xiaobo almost blew up their phones:

"The number you have dial can not be reached……"

Bao Xiaobo: "Damn, this kid, really think he is invincible?"

……

evening.

The rain keeps falling.

After finishing training, Jiang Fei was called by the press officer to wait outside the manager's office, saying that it was a pre-match conversation that every player had.

In the office, Shi Linjie, the deputy general manager, covered her mouth and made a call in a low voice:
"No doping was detected, what should I do?"

A low voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Okay, okay, I understand, don't worry, wrap it on me."

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