Before the start of the competition, the on-site photographer controlled the camera and shot at will.

An electronic screen at the top of the center shows a camera that searches for a target at the front of the club's seats.

Cao Wu didn't know much, but the audience recognized it, and when they saw familiar faces, they laughed and coaxed.

The live camera signal is transmitted to the TV station by the satellite camera for processing, and then the satellite signal is transmitted to the TV station around the world and sent to all the fans.

Late at night in Huaguo, thousands of homes were lit up, and in a certain family, the man who came home from work was full of food and drink, asked his wife to fry a plate of peanuts, took two cans of beer, and sat on the sofa waiting to watch the game.

The host analyzes the strengths and weaknesses of the players on both sides, the tactical strengths, and the possibility of qualifying, so that the audience will not be too bored while waiting.

As soon as the picture turned, the camera cut to the scene, and the man said "Huh", muttering in confusion: "Why do these Chinese people look so familiar?"

"Son, are you done with your homework?" he shouted back to the small bedroom.

"No, has the game started?"

"No, let's take a look at who these people are. ”

The son came out of the bedroom with a pen in his hand and stood in front of the TV to watch.

"It's flashed, wait a minute...... Oh, yes, it's them!"

The son took one look and exclaimed, "Isn't this the Black Hole Band?"

"Black Hole Band?" the man thought as well.

"That's right, Cao Wu, Batu, it's them!" the son looked at the picture excitedly: "How did they go to the NBA?"

The host obviously got the news and said: "You can see that there is also a rock band from our country, the Black Hole Band, who came to the competition site. They didn't show up as spectators today, as far as we got, they showed up as guests and they were going to perform in the middle of the pitch. This is the first Chinese band to perform at an NBA game, but it won't be the only one, and we'll see them in the future......"

"I said I haven't seen any news of the black hole recently, it turned out that I went to the United States!" The son took out his mobile phone and opened the scarf, and the comment area of the latest status of the official scarf of the Black Hole Band was already lively.

"I saw you guys on the sports channel! Why did you run to the NBA?"

"Upstairs I don't look like a true love fan, last month Black Hole posted a news, they released an all-English album, ready to enter the European and American music market!"

"What? I thought these guys would make a third album as soon as possible after graduation! After the last concert, Cao Wu came out to record a variety show, scratching his boots, and I haven't seen my Jialele movement for a long time! Domestic fans are not human! Another question, where can I buy the new album?"

"I wonder what song the black hole will sing, will there be a new song?" the son crackled and commented, and when he looked up, the picture had cut back to the studio.

"Go and do your homework, the game starts and I'll call you. The man urged.

The son slipped back to the house and closed the door: "You must call me!"

Such a situation has been staged in many places, and many Chinese people have discovered that the Black Hole Band, which has not seen movement for a long time, actually went to the NBA scene.

The Rockets have the widest fan base in China, and fans don't care whether they watch the CBA or not, at least they have heard the theme song "Believe in Yourself".

Hearing the host's words, fans are looking forward to it, since Daqiu retired, they haven't seen Chinese people in the NBA for several years.

At the scene, Cao Wu and the others were bored waiting for the game to start.

The preparations have been made, and it is useless to be nervous, and everyone will watch how the key bear on the big screen spoofs the audience.

Finally, the game began, the players of both sides entered, and the fans on the scene instantly stirred the stadium into a pot of boiling porridge.

Seeing those giants up close is much more shocking than on TV.

The whistle blew, the ball was scrambled, and the sound of the muscles colliding and the friction of the sneakers against the floor made the scene overflow with hormones.

This is the highest level of competition, and even Cao Wu and the others are fascinated, incarnated as fans of the Rockets, or cheering, or sighing.

However, the Rockets didn't play well today, starting with a seven-point lead, but were quickly beaten back by the Mavericks and put a nine-point lead.

The fans at the scene were anxious and shouted for the Rockets, but the score difference never recovered.

Towards the end of the second quarter, Xiao Guo came to find them and informed them that they needed to prepare for the performance.

The first half was over and the players were walking down the tunnel to the dressing room.

Fans close to the players' tunnel spewed trash talk at the Mavericks players, while the players turned a deaf ear.

On the Rockets' side, the players wiped their sweat and followed the head coach to the locker room.

A white fan with a beer bottle and a red face leaned on the railing and shouted at the players, "Hey, Chris, what are you doing, don't act like a!"

"And you, Green, are you sleepwalking?"

His companion came over and pulled him back: "Frank, you're drunk. ”

At this moment, the passionate voice of the live narrator came out of the stereo: "Hey, Houston astronauts, haven't we lost yet! Cheer up! Today we have a rock band from China, they were the top seller of rock albums in China last year, and they also had a wonderful performance at last year's Woodstock music festival." ”

"Huaguo, they are from the country of Daqiu. Frank took a sip of beer and said dissatisfiedly: "If Daqiu is still here, the rocket will definitely not be as weak as it is now, damn it!"

Under the court, the staff set up the musical instruments with their hands and feet, connected the line, and Cao Wu and a few people came to the center of the court.

The camera follows them, and the media is interested in the rock band that is making their debut in the NBA arena and comes from the same country as Rockets legend Daqiu.

Holding the guitar, Cao Wu turned to look at his teammates and looked around again.

Although he has experienced many large-scale performances, he is a little nervous in this unfamiliar environment, facing a foreign audience with a very different culture.

"Alright. "Qingsong: They have adjusted the instrument.

Cao Wu plucked the strings, and the sound of the piano sounded, and his heart suddenly calmed down.

As long as the piano can still be played, there is nothing to be afraid of.

The audience's chatter converged into a buzz, and people took advantage of this time to go to the toilet, play with their phones, take photos, and buy beer.

Cao Wu smiled and yelled into the microphone, "Houston!"