Rebirth 1990: I have three golden fingers.

Chapter 218 Jordan was also shocked. Who is he?

The lawyer and translator also wanted to watch the All-Star Game, but were too embarrassed to ask for tickets, so they had to stay in Los Angeles and wait for their boss to come back.

The two places are about a thousand kilometers apart. At noon, David and Fang Bai took a plane from Los Angeles to Salt Lake City.

On the plane, the two of them were bored in the first class cabin and talked about the competition.

The young and sexy flight attendant next to her heard the conversation between the two and wondered if there was something wrong with her own charm. She felt that this oriental man was very attractive, but she didn't know how good he was in bed. She didn't mind an exotic encounter.

David shook the red wine in his glass and asked, "Fang, which alliance do you think will win?"

"Maybe it's the Eastern League led by Jordan." Fang Bai took a sip of coffee, hesitated, and recalled the miracles of Master Qiao back then, and had no interest in foreign girls at all.

"Well, I think so, but overall, the Western Conference is better. There are Malone, Stockton and Barkley in the Western Conference. It's not easy to win in the Eastern Conference."

"You're right." Fang Bai agreed. If we go by the strength, ASEAN will win by a narrow margin.

But now that Fang Bai has gone to watch, there is one more uncertain factor. If it has any influence, the trajectory may be different from the previous life.

The two arrived in Yancheng in the afternoon and found a hotel to stay.

We had dinner together and then rushed to the Trinity Center Stadium.

NBA All-Star Weekend and All-Star Game are grand annual basketball events, attracting tens of thousands of enthusiastic fans and media reporters from around the world. There was a lively atmosphere and carnival atmosphere both inside and outside the venue.

Fang Bai and David arrived at 8:30 pm and found that most of the audience had already entered the venue.

The fans who entered without tickets were wearing the jerseys of the teams they supported, hats of their favorite teams, and their bodies were covered with the team's iconic props and souvenirs. They excitedly exchanged their expectations for the game and their favorite things in their hearts. Best player.

Fang Bai felt a different kind of enthusiasm and became a little excited.

He and David checked their tickets, passed the security check, lined up to enter, and looked for their seats.

After entering the venue, the two found that the venue was almost full of people.

The two people's tickets were on the sidelines, with no one in front of them blocking them, and they were in VIP positions. Fang Bai and David sat on chairs and observed the scene at will.

Before the game started, the atmosphere in the audience reached a climax.

Spectators waved huge flags and banners with player faces and chanted the names of their favorite players.

Tonight is the three-point shooting contest and dunk contest, and players have already entered the venue to warm up.

Whenever a player completes a wonderful dunk or three-pointer, the audience bursts into deafening cheers and applause, and the entire stadium boils.

Fang Bai's oriental face, coupled with his handsome appearance in a suit, did make him a bit eye-catching among the audience. The surrounding audience also looked at him a few times, feeling that those who could sit in the front row to watch the game were usually wealthy businessmen or family members of football stars.

Fang Bai looked at it for a while and found that two chairs away from him was where the star was sitting. He couldn't recognize him.

Originally, he came here just to watch the game, but now he suddenly thought about how many connections he could increase if he met some popular stars and cooperated with them.

Chou Country is a country that worships heroes very much. The more powerful you are, the more people respect you.

Just now, a businessman next to Fang Bai greeted him. He thought he was from the island country. When he heard that he was from the Hua country, he showed a look of contempt and stopped talking to him.

Although it was not stated clearly how Hua Guo fell behind, it was revealed in people's expressions.

Sitting here, Fang Bai still felt that his national pride was hurt when he saw other people's expressions.

No reason, it’s just that the country is not strong enough and people look down upon it.

Suddenly, Fang Bai felt that he was so lonely in this land and his self-esteem was particularly strong.

At this time, Fang Bai represents the image of Hua people.

After sitting for a while, more and more players entered the field.

There were also many balls at the scene. A basketball rolled to Fang Bai's feet and Fang Bai picked it up.

If it were other spectators, they wouldn't even bother to pick it up. They might touch the ball with their feet and let it return to the court.

Maybe it was a whim, or maybe, after his national pride was despised just now, Fang Bai stood up, grabbed the ball with one hand and held the ball with the other, aiming to throw it towards the basketball hoop in the other half of the court.

The distance was too far, and it was on the sidelines, nearly 25 meters away from the basketball hoop.

The average man may not be able to hit the basketball if he throws it with all his strength, let alone the two-handed shooting posture.

If it can be made, it is even more impossible, unless it is a star who shoots very accurately.

His action was noticed by many people at the scene.

The moment Fang Bai's throw was made, many people exclaimed: "Wow, it's so powerful!"

Of course, his move was a bit reckless. Some fans thought what if it hit their star. When they saw his shooting posture just now, many people already booed him, including the businessman who just talked to him.

Many spectators, and even some stars, had their eyes fixed on the trajectory of the ball.

The trajectory is somewhat arcuate, and it feels like hitting the backboard in the general direction is not a problem.

Being able to hit the backboard already shows that this spectator's shooting skills are very good. Being able to hit the basketball hoop is simply a matter of luck!

hit?

impossible!

The distance is a bit far and the flight time is a bit long.

As the ball flew towards the basket, the audience's breath almost stopped.

Fang Bai sat down after finishing his vote. He just sat on the chair.

The basketball flying in the air, with a "swish" sound, the basketball net was thrown up, and the shot was made!

For just a moment, time seemed to freeze.

"Oh, my god!"

The audience, reporters and some of the stars who had been watching just now exclaimed.

Some of the audience's eyes widened and their mouths opened, as if they couldn't believe their eyes, and then they all cast their eyes on Fang Bai, who was now more attractive than the stars on the field.

Fang Bai was not confident that he could make the shot. He tried shooting from a long distance and had about half a chance of hitting it.

Of course, this probability is very outrageous.

If he can hit the basketball hoop, he has already won.

"Who is he? I've never seen him!"

"Which country's football star?"

"If you have the ability, come with another one!"

"Oh, God, one more!"

Many fans strongly requested that an ugly male reporter sitting next to him came over and said hello to Fang Bai: "It's very good, the shot is very accurate. Are you a player from the island country?" Fang Bai's move just now, he felt that it was A good topic.

"NO, I am not from the island country, nor am I a player!" Fang Bai smiled faintly.

"Impossible!" The reporter didn't believe it, and the surrounding audience didn't believe it either.

Some viewers even have doubts, does Hua have basketball? Do people there play basketball?

"Are you Chinese?"

"No, he is a pure Hua national, a sophomore!" Fang Bai said proudly, even if he missed the shot, he would not be embarrassed, let alone if he made the shot.

Fang Bai's answer made more people curious about this mysterious country. They knew Bruce Lee but had never been to this country.

Could it be that Fang Bai was using Hua Guo Kung Fu to shoot?

Suddenly, Jordan walked up to Fang Bai, took one more look at Fang Bai, and smiled. He was just curious and had no intention of striking up a conversation with Fang Bai. The fans around him were shouting his name.

In the 1990-91 season, Jordan won the regular season MVP and Finals MVP titles, leading the Chicago Bulls to win the NBA championship for the first time.

In the 1991-92 season, Jordan averaged 30.1 points per game and won both the regular season MVP and Finals MVP titles for the second consecutive year.

It can be said that Jordan is very famous today and is at his peak.

Fang Bai saw Jordan and threw him a probe. His favorability was only 60.

It might be because he just hit the basketball hoop from a long distance, otherwise his favorability level might be only 40 and indifferent.

Fang Bai thought about it for a moment and then directly gave him +50 favorability, which directly rose to 85 for a more trustworthy level.

It can make a famous star feel very trustful in him, and he doesn't know what others think.

Of course, there might be cooperation in the future, so it would be nice to take this opportunity to get to know each other.

Jordan had just left Fang Bai's seat and was about to sit down.

Suddenly, Fang Bai felt a little weird, as if he had seen him somewhere before, so familiar, a very familiar good friend, but suddenly he couldn't remember his name.

He frowned and rubbed his temples. After thinking for a while, he stood up and walked towards Fang Bai.

Fans, many media reporters, and cameras were all watching Jordan's every move.

Suddenly I saw him walking towards an oriental man, and I was a little curious.

What does he want to do?

Could it be that this Oriental's ultra-long-distance shooting has attracted his attention and he wants to get acquainted with him?

Jordan walked in front of Fang Bai, smiled, and extended his right hand warmly: "Hi, hello, I feel like you look familiar. I really can't remember which good friend I am. I'm very sorry."

People around him were stunned when they saw Jordan taking the initiative to strike up a conversation.

Are they friends?

It's obviously impossible, right? If they knew each other, wouldn't Jordan recognize him?

This way of picking up a conversation is a bit low!

　There will be an update tonight

　　

　

(End of this chapter)