168 Howard
Late at night after the battle with the eagles, the time was close to two o'clock in the morning, the sultry humidity in the air finally slowly dissipated, and the four people by the pool, Jose, Nina, Yu Xiaochun and Yang Yiming, also quieted down.
I'm tired of swimming, I'm tired of drinking, and I'm tired of talking.
In the last second, he was debating passionately whether to provide help to Curry in the opponent's camp for injury recovery, and in the next second, no one of the four opened his mouth regardless of how the breeze stirred up.
It was as if the answer to this incontagious discussion had long been self-evident. Under the quiet moonlight, the four of them were lying or sitting, and Nina was floating on the water, everyone had their own thoughts, but they did not interfere with each other.
Just then, a mobile phone call rings to break the silence.
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"Whose phone is ringing?" After quickly checking the incoming calls from his mobile phone that were not his own (perhaps worried that it was his wife Maria Chagang), Jose immediately raised the decibel level and questioned them one by one.
"Koharu, you help me look at my phone, inside my bathrobe." Nina, who was floating freely in the middle of the pool, was unmoved, just moved her mouth to greet Yu Xiaochun on the shore. Yu Xiaochun replied well, and first glanced at his mobile phone, the screen was black. He lifted Nina's bathrobe on the chaise longue next to him, the cotton fiber felt a little damp to the touch, and the fabric brought a scent with the wind as it left the back of the chair, like the soft smell of Nina's perfume and shower gel. Yu Xiaochun was a little dizzy when he smelled it. The back of the chair was empty, he tried to control himself, and finally found Nina's phone in the pocket of his bathrobe, and when he took it out, it was also black.
"Yiming, it should be your mobile phone that has a call."
"Huh?" When everyone was looking for him, Yang Yiming was still doing planks on the yoga mat spread by the pool. Hearing Yu Xiaochun's reminder, he kept the supporting posture still, raised one foot, clamped the mobile phone at the end of the yoga mat with his toes, handed it to the hand on the same side of his body, and then put it in front of his eyes, and saw that it was indeed his own phone ringing.
A video chat on WeChat.
The request was made by . DH", the avatar is also the back of Superman's red cape. "Who?" Yu Xiaochun and Jose asked together. Yang Yiming didn't recall it for a while, shook his head, and connected the phone.
"Hi Yiming, my good buddy!"
A bald black man with thick eyebrows and big eyes appears in the picture with an excited expression - this is not Dwight Howard!
βSupermanοΌοΌβ
"Yes, it's me! Dude, what are you doing, haven't slept yet? β
"Me?" Yang Yiming looked at the people around him, and the three of them looked at him with the same confused eyes. Yu Xiaochun asked with his mouth: "Why do you have Howard's WeChat?" Yang Yiming shook his head, it seemed that this ID had been added to him before, but he didn't chat, he thought it was a fan and ignored it. But he obviously didn't have time to explain this at this time, he just wanted to figure out how Howard got the call in the middle of the night.
"Ahh I didn't do anything, I just hung out with my friends and partyed. β
"Party! The party was good and I used to love to go too. How are you doing in Houston, if you are looking for a place to play, I can recommend a few places to go..."
"Oh, not really. We're actually... I just stayed outside the house and didn't go to a nightclub..."
After Yang Yiming finished speaking, he didn't know why he felt a little ashamed, but fortunately, Howard encouraged him: "It's good, it's my buddy - it's important to stay in shape!" β
"Hmm..."Yang Yiming tried to find a topic to break the embarrassment, "By the way, Howard, why do you also use WeChat?" β
"Oh, I love WeChat to death, it's the worst and coolest app, 10,000 times better than Facebook and Google! You Chinese are powerful! β
"Did someone else introduce you to it?"
"Yes, my Chinese friend introduced me to it. At first, I didn't use it, but I was forced to pretend for Peak's endorsement work. But once you use it, you can't stop it..."
At the moment when Howard accurately pronounced the word "Peak" in his tone, Yang Yiming and Yu Xiaochun understood the purpose of each other's call almost at the same time. At the Rockets' pre-game press conference the week before, the financial reporter named Vivian asked about Howard being a lobbyist for the Chinese sports brand, but the two didn't pay attention to it and gradually forgot about it. Unexpectedly, unsuspectingly, Howard brought this matter to his lips...
"By the way, buddy, I have a few new pairs of shoes here, spy version, do you want to try them?" Howard really has the character of a big boy on and off the court, and he greets him like an old friend at this time, without any guilt.
Yang Yiming himself likes all kinds of sneakers, and this time he heard that it was still a spy photo version that was not on the market, so he was even more excited, and couldn't help asking: "Peak's sneakers?"
"yes, it was supposed to be a new model for me, but now it looks like they're going to give you this design. Can you try it out first and give me some advice?"
"This..."
"Don't worry, if you don't like it, you don't have to work with them." Don't look at Howard's big grin, but it seems to have an accurate insight into Yang Yiming's worries, "Although they asked me to be your lobbyist, I don't want to embarrass my buddy." To be honest, for a brand like Peak, it's okay for me to brush my face as an outdated old superman, and you still have to grasp your own good future. But these shoes are okay, and they don't have much of the same configuration as mine, they are all equipped for interior players - you are half an inside player now, so you can try it. β
"Thank you..."Howard's frankness touched Yang Yiming very much, and there was some speechlessness. He hesitated for a moment, suddenly thought of what Howard had just said, and said, "By the way, what is the 'configuration' you just said?"
"Configuration is black technology!"
"Black technology?!" Yang Yiming felt that Yu Xiaochun and Jose almost shouted in unison with him, and even Nina, who is usually not interested in sports, cast inquiring eyes.
"Black technology, it's some powerful things that you Chinese do, like WeChat..." Howard was full of admiration, but this time he didn't talk about it, he sold a pass and said: "You can try it, I can't say, but it's very helpful, my 30+30 is..." He changed his words, "If you are interested, I can also go back and take you to their black technology research and development factory, which is guaranteed to open your eyes." β
"The R&D plant... Okay..."At this point, Yang Yiming didn't seem to be able to say no.
"Well, there's no hurry. I'll send you the spy version first. How big do you wear, leave me the address. β
"16 yards (equivalent to 57 yards in China), I'll send you the address later."
"Okay. It's not early, I won't interrupt your party too much, let's get on, I'm going to rest. β
"Okay, Superman go to bed early."
"Hmm..."Just a second before he hung up the video call, Howard seemed to suddenly remember something, he grinned and hurriedly said, "That's right, say hello to Meritis for me - you kid really has a hand!" β
"This..."Yang Yiming was about to ask how Howard and Meritis met, but immediately thought that it must have originated from Howard's three seasons with the Rockets, but his boyfriend and girlfriend relationship with Meritis...
Howard once again saw through his thoughts: "Your affairs may not be cared about in the United States, but in China it has long been exposed and hyped." Don't worry, I'm just dealing with people in China a lot, and they all tell me about it. β
Yang Yiming was dumbfounded.
"Say hello to her for me anyway. She's a good smart girl, my fellow, or you're a two-hitter. β
Yang Yiming was about to nod his head to thank Howard for his compliment, but suddenly came back to his senses, did Howard's words mean that he had also chased Meritis? It's a pity that he didn't have time to ask, and the other side had already hung up the phone!