The DJ at "Scott ......" loudly introduced the names of the Bulls players.

"Pippen!" The home fans shouted loudly in unison.

"Next is our soul, the Trapeze...... Michael ......"

"Jordan!"

The overwhelming shouting sound shook the ear of the person, several times higher than when he shouted 'Ryan' just now.

Ryan sighed a little that Michael Jordan is the king here, he is just a passerby, and his stage is destined not to belong here.

As soon as the game began, basketball was one of Americans' favorite sports, driven by the atmosphere of the scene, George and Kingsley began to cheer again and again, but Ryan was quite bored.

He only knows that the goal outside the arc is three points, and the inside of the line is two points, and the rest doesn't even know the rules, where can he understand the game, clapping his hands and shouting are just pretending, after all, the camera lens will sweep over from time to time.

Soon, he noticed a strange thing, in the weishenme troika, the guy with colorful hair and tattoos all over his body was missing? To him, that is more interested than the basketball emperor!

All right! He admitted that the reason why he met the big worm Rodman was because of the strange friendship between him and Jin Sanpang in his previous life...... Well, there is also the scandal between him and Madonna, according to him, Madonna is the woman who surprised him the most, not only dared to talk to him in front of her agent, but he couldn't satisfy her......

Thinking of Madonna, Ryan shuddered suddenly, and there were often people in the circle who talked about the men or women she had played with could line up from Beverly Hills to Malibu.

That's the real horror......

Ryan has taken his dual-minded skills to the limit, and despite the gossip and scandals in his head, when Kingsley and George applauded, he also subconsciously applauded, no different from a qualified fan.

"Ryan, prepare, it's almost halftime!" Naturally, Jin Sili could sense that he was distracted and quickly reminded him.

"Oh~"

In response, Ryan took the energy drink and moistened his throat slightly, and since the Bulls' jersey was over the short-sleeved shirt, he didn't have to run back to the locker room.

"Today is an important night for the city of Chicago, and on this big night, we have a heavyweight guest performer!" When the players left the field and the coolly dressed beautiful cheerleaders danced the lap dance, the DJ's voice came from the live music, "Next, Ryan, please...... Jenkins, bring us "I Believe I Can Fly"! ”

"Wow, Ryan please!"

"Ryan! Ryan! Ryan! ”

The shouts from the scene became louder and louder, and even the music was suppressed.

Ryan had just stepped onto the wooden floor when a blonde cheerleader immediately brought the microphone.

took the microphone, and before he could speak, the blonde girl had already hugged him hard, and the strong smell of perfume almost made him breathe.

"Good evening, friends of Chicago! It was a pleasure to be here at the United Sports Centre to witness such a great game. Ryan's performance is definitely worthy of the best supporting actor, "I believe I can fly, dedicated to all my friends who love basketball, to the great Michael Jordan, and to the basketball god of Chicago!" ”

Fortunately, he also knows that he is the basketball god of Chicago who is shouting, otherwise it will definitely cause dissatisfaction in other regions, and the current Michael Jordan is not the future.

When the accompaniment sounded, the audience fell silent, followed by Ryan's singing.

"I thought I wouldn't be able to persevere, life is nothing but a melancholy song, but I understand ...... now"

Different from the style of the album, the live accompaniment was once again rearranged by Ryan, adding a little light rock style, the rhythm is more rapid and clear, and the gloom in the song disappears completely, which is more suitable for singing in such a hot occasion.

"I believe I can fly, I believe I can touch the sky......"

The song shifts to a high-pitched one, a smile tugging at the corners of his lips, and Ryan waves at a female cheerleader and motions for her to throw the basketball over.

"He also plays basketball?"

Many people are a little curious, everyone knows that Ryan Jenkins dedicates all his spare time to work, and has never heard of him playing basketball.

The brown basketball crossed a parabola, and many people are speculating that this talented teenager may have a few simple dribbles or spins, or the most basic three-step layup.

Just in front of everyone's eyes, the song just came to the buffer behind the chorus, and Ryan came out ...... Feet.

"Hmm~"

In the sighs of the audience, the basketball landed firmly on Ryan's feet like an obedient child, as if it was glued to it, and he couldn't move.

"What is this?"

Ryan shook the surface of his foot slightly, the basketball flew up, left shoulder, right shoulder, forehead, knee, thigh, left foot, right foot, the basketball seemed to become a part of his body, let it fall wherever it went.

There are a few viewers who have watched football matches and have understood that this ...... It's juggling! Or fancy juggling!

"Look, I'm on the verge of victory, shouting loudly to witness the birth of miracles, there are many dreams in life waiting for us to realize......"

When the song resumed, the well-behaved Ryan bounced back and forth between his left and right feet, and although he was confident, this was a live broadcast to the whole of America and even all Shijie, and he had to lower the difficulty when singing, and if he messed up, it would be embarrassing.

"I believe I can fly! Fly! ”

In the sound of passionate music, Ryan's old problems began to be committed, his blood boiled, his heart beat faster, and the jumping side was revealed.

"I believe I can fly! I saw me fly into the open door of victory......"

With a flick of his right foot, the basketball flew high above his head and down behind him, and just when everyone thought the ball was going to fly away, Ryan's left foot reached back, and a scorpion swung its tail and hooked the basketball into the sky again.

"I believe I can fly, I believe I started flying!"

The song fell, the basketball fell, Ryan's head shrank slightly, and the ball rested firmly on his forehead.

"Wow~"

The audience erupted in warm applause, and even those who no longer knew football understood that this series of juggling was related to the English football played by Europeans.

It's just that...... It's just, this is the basketball court, this is the NBA Finals, what do you mean Ryan Jenkins is playing football here? Deliberately smashing the field?

Ryan shook his forehead as the mate stopped, and the basketball fell forward, swinging his right leg and unleashing a standard outside instep volley.

He's in the center of the basketball court, and he's 99 percent confident that he'll be able to kick the basketball to the rebound and close the curtain in such a chic way, which he thinks is very interesting.

You changed the time of the show at will, so I missed Nat's birthday, and that's Ryan Jenkins' revenge.

I have to say that sometimes, he is narrow-minded and will repay his eyes.

"Bang~"

With a dull thud, the basketball flew out, and Ryan didn't look at it, so he turned around and left.

"Ping~"

The sound of a basketball hitting a rebound was heard, and then the audience fell silent, as if someone had suddenly pressed a timeout.

What's wrong? Ryan turned his head in surprise, only to see the basketball bouncing on the floor, still unable to figure out what was going on, so he had to look up at the big screen that was being played.

The basketball flew off his right foot, drew a strange arc, and crashed into the rebound above the rim, and after a crisp rebound, it fell into the basket.

"It's ...... I kicked it out? Ryan vaguely remembers that this seems to be the second time this has happened, after the first time, he had experimented, kicked hundreds of times without succeeding once, but he didn't expect to go shit luck today, it turned out to be ......

Maybe FIFA should give me a special contribution award, I have taken great pains to promote the sport in the football desert! The unscrupulous boy had even more unscrupulous thoughts.

He knew that this kind of thing was indispensable, and besides, he had no interest in promoting football, so he hurried back to his seat.

Ryan ......

Kinsley didn't know what to say, she knew she might get a protest call later.

"Ryan! Ryan! ”

The fans finally came to their senses, and the fans who supported him let out a feverish shout, "Encore! Encore! ”

Encore! The corners of Ryan's mouth twitched, if he played again, he could still enter, what kind of entertainment industry would he mix, and he would be able to change his career to play football in Europe.

"That's FOOTBALL?"

"yes, Ryan plays fancy juggling ......"

"Wow, this sport seems cool, maybe we should change the sport, it's basketball every day......"

David Stern sat in the VIP seat, faintly able to hear the surrounding discussions, his face was very ugly, you know, although it was a Chicago proposal to invite Ryan Jenkins to sing live, he also nodded and agreed, after all, using his strong influence among teenagers can further promote the alliance......

It's just that he actually played English football in the finals, what's going on?

"Tell me not to invite Ryan Jenkins again." David Stern said to his assistant with a dark face.

Meanwhile, in an office, a middle-aged man is watching an NBA live broadcast, and despite being an important member of the '94 shijie Cup organizing committee, what is football to him? Or basketball is more interesting.

"Bang Dang~"

With a crisp sound, the boy wearing the No. 23 bull jersey easily kicked the basketball into the basket, his mouth slowly opened wide, and then he remembered an important thing.

"I Believe I Can Fly" is very suitable for basketball, that teenager is very talented, has a huge influence among teenagers, weishenme can't ask him to write an advertising song, shoot it into a MV for promotion, if you can also perform a British juggling jishu, maybe it can change the publicity work that has been very unsmooth.

By the way, I remember that Maria Kelly was also invited, maybe the two singer-songwriters could work together.

There is no way to do this, if you want to attract the public's attention in the football desert, you need long-term and frequent propaganda work, and the laws of football propaganda in other places are not easy to use in this land.

As for whether it is in line with FIFA practice and has always been at odds with the Europeans, the Americans don't care about this, of course, there will be routine notices.