12dz Chapter 177 You're really free, aren't you?
Chapter 177 You're really free, aren't you?
Wang Xiucheng didn't need to turn around to recognize that the voice belonged to Yao Ming.
So Wang Xiucheng quickly jogged up to the podium.
Along the way, many fans reached out to give Wang Xiucheng a high-five, and some took out their phones to capture the moment up close.
Several men, whose genders were unknown, groped Wang Xiucheng a few times.
"Wang Xiucheng, let me introduce you. These are all senior figures in Chinese basketball. This is Coach Jiang Xingquan, and this is..."
Wang Xiucheng bent down to shake hands like a primary school student.
Although Yao Ming knew that Wang Xiucheng didn't like this kind of thing, he still called Wang Xiucheng over.
It's because these people's voices are even louder than his.
Time is running out, and Yao Ming feels it's time to take action.
It took Wang Xiucheng several minutes to shake hands with each of these people.
"Go for it, Xiao Wang. Just focus on your game. Don't worry about anything else." Jiang Xingquan, whose hair was already completely white, patted Wang Xiucheng on the shoulder, looking at him like he was his grandson.
Although the old man is over 80 years old, his grandson is actually much older than Wang Xiucheng.
"You go ahead, Wang Xiucheng. We won't go to Yanjing; we have our own things to do."
Yao Ming said at this moment.
Wang Xiucheng breathed a sigh of relief and quickly left the place with its rather strong aura.
Yao Ming breathed a sigh of relief as he watched Wang Xiucheng leave, bumping fists with fans on the assembly line.
Jiang Xingquan's words just now put his mind at ease.
He was waiting for just that one sentence.
Otherwise, relying solely on himself to overthrow the Basketball Association is nothing short of wishful thinking.
When Wang Xiucheng met Yao Ming after the All-Star Game, he tied Li Kaier to his chariot, which gave Yao Ming an idea.
If Wang Xiucheng can do it, why can't I?
So Yao Ming began his plan after the Chinese men's basketball team suffered a crushing defeat in the Asian Cup.
He has practically tied all the legendary players of the Chinese men's basketball team to his cause.
This will be a revolution where success is the only option.
If it succeeds, it will be recorded in history!
Even if it fails, it will still be recorded in history!
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After a short rest in the locker room, the entire Nets team took a bus directly to the airport.
The Nets replaced the Rockets in their overseas preseason games in China.
Therefore, all three teams, including the Nets, have very full schedules.
Wang Xiucheng's transfer not only caught other teams off guard, but even the league office was caught off guard.
All the schedules now look like they need to be tweaked. The Nets' Christmas Day game has to be scheduled, and a few Chinese derbies have to be played during the Spring Festival. Wouldn't it be stupid not to make money from that?
The live broadcasts by broadcasters such as TNT and ESPN will also change accordingly.
The new season's regular season will begin in six days.
Therefore, whether it's the Nets, Nuggets, or Trail Blazers, after making a fortune in China, they need to immediately go back to adjust their form and prepare for their respective opening games.
On the way to the airport, many fans drove their own cars and followed the bus. The short journey of just a few kilometers took them more than half an hour.
This is even with a scenic car escorting the way.
More than three hours later, the Nets team arrived at the hotel again, escorted by fans from Yanjing.
Exhausted, the group had a quick late-night snack and then returned to their rooms to rest.
Wang Xiucheng took a shower, and when he came out, he took out his phone and looked at it. Sure enough, it was full of messages from his sisters.
After replying to each of them, Wang Xiucheng went to sleep.
the next day.
Wukesong Stadium.
Starting in the afternoon, traffic jams began to appear on several streets outside the stadium.
As a last resort, starting at 5:00 AM, vehicles are prohibited from driving within one kilometer of the stadium.
7pm.
When Wang Xiucheng walked onto the field, just like at the Shanghai Stadium, the fans erupted in thunderous applause and cheers.
Durant sat a little in front of Wang Xiucheng, looked up at the arena where there wasn't a single empty seat, and a hint of envy appeared in his eyes.
Is this what it means to have a "home"?
He had always wanted to find a home.
Oklahoma City isn't, and neither is San Francisco.
Just when he thought New York wasn't an option either, Wang Xiucheng arrived.
He hopes New York will be.
"Hey, KD, King."
A fat man on the field, seemingly warming up with a ball but not moving his feet, shouted at Wang Xiucheng.
"Hey."
Wang Xiucheng and Durant went over to say hello.
"Oh right, I haven't congratulated you on winning MVP again yet," Wang Xiucheng said.
"A small award. Congratulate me when I win the championship." Jokic pursed his lips, seemingly dissatisfied with last season's performance.
It was precisely for this reason that he felt a mix of emotions when he saw Wang Xiucheng wearing a basketball jersey.
The Nuggets did attempt to trade Wang Xiucheng.
Jokic knew that the team had even offered four first-round picks and Murray, but the Rockets still rejected the offer.
However, a few days ago, the Nets surprisingly traded two first-round picks and Kyrie Irving for Wang Xiucheng.
This deal is obviously problematic; even Jokic could see it.
But since the league has acknowledged the deal, the so-called investigation is nothing more than a formality.
"You guys chat, I'll go check on my little brother," Wang Xiucheng said, then walked over to Guo Haowen, who had been waiting for him.
In Guo Haowen's view, Wang Xiucheng is already at the level where he can chat with Durant and Jokic.
He naturally wouldn't dare to disturb them at this time.
"How have you been lately?" Wang Xiucheng and Guo Haowen bumped chests.
"Great, the Nuggets have offered me a two-way contract." Guo Haowen was quite satisfied with the result.
Although he knew he would spend most of the new season in the Development League.
But it's still much better than wasting time in the country.
Besides, he won't be lonely.
The Development League will also have Zeng Fanbo, Zhang Zhenlin and Yu Jiahao this season.
The Chinese derby is a frequent occurrence, at least in the Development League.
"Let's talk after the game."
Seeing that it was almost time, Wang Xiucheng returned to his team's basket to start warming up.
But when he crossed the center line, Wang Xiucheng suddenly froze.
"No way? Sister, what are you doing here again?"
At this moment, Wang Xiucheng saw Taylor Swift reappear at the end of the Nets' bench, in the so-called VVVIP area.
You've booked this spot, haven't you?
Today she also changed into a black business suit, paired with a pair of simple black high heels, and she exuded the charm of a professional woman.
Taylor Swift, who was looking down at her phone, seemed to sense someone in front of her. She looked up at Wang Xiucheng, then looked around, and asked in confusion, "Is there something on my face?"
"You really have a lot of free time, don't you?" Wang Xiucheng said.
Taylor paused for a few seconds, seemingly puzzled, before saying, "What's it to you?"
"Hehe." Wang Xiucheng laughed. He really wanted to know who had given her this idea.
Yesterday I was still in the business world, and today I'm already in Yanjing without stopping.
Wang Xiucheng specifically looked up information about Taylor Swift's concerts.
She hasn't had any concerts in China recently.
He didn't know anything about endorsements or similar things.
But judging from how free she seems, it doesn't seem like it.
"Are your family worried about you going on such a long trip?" Wang Xiucheng persisted, asking again.
"You're very free, aren't you?" Taylor Swift returned Wang Xiucheng's words to him this time.
Wang Xiucheng chuckled again.
Playing hard to get, huh? Did you really think I'd fall for that?
Just as he was about to say something more, Wang Xiucheng suddenly noticed that all the players had returned to the bench.
Warm-up time is over.
Wang Xiucheng was taken aback. How could it be so fast?
I haven't even warmed up yet!
Tayt Swift gave an almost imperceptible smile.
Wang Xiucheng was in a state of turmoil!