NBA: Starting with Jokic template

Chapter 142 Rescue (25)

On the other side, after finishing the game, Lin Chuan did not go to the locker room to change clothes immediately, but went straight to the audience seats.

Walking towards Yao Ming.

"Don't you have to attend the post-match interview today?"

Seeing Lin Chuan coming towards him and greeting him, Yao Ming was still a little confused.

"Goodbye, today's protagonist is Durant."

Lin Chuan shook his head.

"And sitting there and answering questions after the game is tiring, to be honest. It's better to leave early."

After saying that, Lin Chuan stretched out his hand again.

"Last time in China, you treated me to a few days of fun. How about I treat you to a meal in Oklahoma today?"

"Okay."

Hearing that Lin Chuan actually invited him for the first time, Yao Ming smiled and accepted his invitation to dinner.

He grabbed Lin Chuan's hand and pulled himself up from the chair.

"Hey! Brother Yao, it's time to lose weight."

Lin Chuan frowned and used all his strength to pull Yao Ming up.

This weight is really exaggerated. This pull is almost more than what he consumed in the game just now.

Following Lin Chuan's gaze, Yao Ming found that he was staring at his stomach.

The beer belly was already clearly visible.

"You seem to be a little older than when I saw you in China, Brother Yao."

Listening to Lin Chuan's words, Yao Ming stared at his beer belly and touched his head awkwardly.

"Hey, it's not that I'm too busy at work, I often stay up late to work overtime, and there are dinner parties and so on..."

Although Yao Ming has only retired for a short period of one and a half years.

But compared to the time when he was playing in the NBA and managing his weight, he now has no time to care about these things.

In just such a short period of time, his weight has increased from over 140 kilograms to over 170 kilograms now, and his weight is still rising uncontrollably.

"Wait for me in the parking lot later. I'm going to go change my clothes first."

Lin Chuan wiped the sweat off his face and walked towards the player tunnel.

"Then how do you find me? By phone?"

As he spoke, Yao Ming made a phone gesture and put it to his ear.

Lin Chuan stopped, turned around, scratched his head, and pointed at Yao Ming himself.

"You're very conspicuous. I'll be able to see you when I go down next."

Yao Ming suddenly realized.

Yes, he is 2.3 meters tall when wearing shoes, and he stands out from the crowd wherever he goes.

He was actually worried that Lin Chuan wouldn't be able to find him.

It's true that my brain isn't very sharp anymore after I retired.

Lin Chuan walked into the player tunnel and happened to meet Durant and Brooks who had just finished an interview.

When they met in the corridor, Durant stepped forward and hugged Lin Chuan, saying in a friendly tone,
"Hey! What are you busy with? Do you want to have dinner together tonight? I'll go to your place."

Seeing Brooks's puzzled look, Durant added,
"Coach, you don't know that he has a secret trick up his sleeve. He can cook Chinese food."

"The last time I went to his house, Lin Chuan personally cooked for me. What was the chicken called? I can't remember the name, but it was very delicious."

As he spoke, Durant felt a lot of saliva secreted from his mouth and couldn't help but smack his lips twice.

“It’s spicy, but…”

"Not today, Kevin."

Suddenly interrupted by Lin Chuan, Durant looked at Lin Chuan in confusion, then suddenly grinned.

"What's going on? Did you make a date with someone? You really did a great job quietly. It's a pity for me. After so long, Scarlett only finally responded to my account last week. Progress is very slow!"

What Durant said was completely unrelated to the expression on his face. He spoke slowly but could barely hide the smile on his face.

"Stop, you have a very rich imagination. Isn't Yao Ming here? Just treat him to a meal."

Lin Chuan was in a hurry to get out, and he didn't bother to argue with Durant. "Oh."

As Lin Chuan left, a man suddenly rushed out from the locker room behind him and put his arms around Durant's neck.

"Tell me, Kevin, what's going on between you and Scarlett."

Westbrook's gossipy voice came from beside him.

Durant slowly turned and looked towards the locker room, where dozens of eyes were staring at him.

"Oh, shit..."

Durant knew that if he didn't make his situation clear today, he would not be able to leave the locker room.

…………

Lin Chuan drove from the second floor below ground to the first floor below ground. He didn't need to look too carefully and saw the most conspicuous big man at a glance.

Lin Chuan narrowed his eyes and looked carefully. The person was Yao Ming, but he didn't seem to be standing there alone.

"Yao! Give me an autograph!"

"Please sign one for me too. I'm your fan! My son likes you too!"

Yao Ming was being besieged by a group of fans and was a little flustered.

"beep!"

Hearing the horn, everyone looked over.

In the car, Lin Chuan stuck half of his head out and waved at Yao Ming.

"Sorry everyone, my friend is here to pick me up. I'll see you guys next time if we're lucky enough to sign autographs for you guys."

Yao Ming fled in panic.

The fans then gave up.

Lin Chuan also breathed a sigh of relief.

If I hadn't been spotted driving this car all the time, and hadn't signed autographs for many fans before, and hadn't happened to have signed autographs for them, they would have rushed over to me to get my autograph as well.

Opening the car door, Yao Ming tried to get in.

After squeezing for a long time, he finally managed to squeeze his huge body into the poor Ferrari.

A sports car with only two seats was crammed with two strong men weighing a total of 300 kilograms, and it seemed that there was no space at all.

The small space suddenly made the two of them feel a little awkward.

Yao Ming adjusted his posture, and the whole car made a mournful sound, which frightened him so much that he dared not move.

I was afraid that if I moved too much, the car would fall apart.

Lin Chuan looked at his car with some distress and sighed.
"I'll have to buy an SUV next time."

The two drove along the way, and Lin Chuan opened the window on the way, letting the wind blow freely on their faces.

Oklahoma is not too big, and it only took about ten minutes’ drive for the two to reach their destination today.

A Mexican restaurant.

"I've been in the United States for a long time, and I found that Mexican food is more delicious."

"I've been in Oklahoma for so long, and if I don't cook it myself, I'll choose to eat here."

"Oh, that should be nice."

Lin Chuan introduced the restaurant to Yao Ming, opened the door, and the two found a place to sit down.

The dishes were served quickly, and Lin Chuan's appetite grew as he looked at the Mexican food in front of him.

He was hungry after the game and needed to replenish his energy as soon as possible.

After saying that, without waiting for Yao Ming to eat first, Lin Chuan didn't hesitate and stuffed the beef taco in his hand into his mouth.

Seeing that Lin Chuan had some thoughts, Yao Ming didn't ask. He smiled and picked up a beef taco and ate it.

As soon as it entered the mouth, the minced beef exploded in the mouth with juice, followed by the taste of cheese, which came out in several long strands when pulled carefully.

It’s really good, you are not wrong, Lin Chuan!

Yao Ming's eyes widened and he joined the food battle without saying a word.

(End of this chapter)