After the Beltwalk and the Hart Square celebration, the Pistons held a celebration attended by about 25,000 fans at their home arena, Auburn Hills Palace Arena.

It's free, which means that whether you're a Pistons fan or not, you'll have seats, drinks, popcorn hamburgers and other things for free when you come to the arena, so it's very popular with fans.

The event was originally scheduled to start at 6 p.m. and last until 10:30 p.m., lasting a total of four and a half hours. Hua Ben and the others left Hart Square at four o'clock, came back to prepare for the rehearsal of the event, and replenish some energy, they just played the finals last night!

When Warben and Rashid and the gang took the team bus back to the palace in Auburn Hills, there was already a long queue outside the stadium, and at least four or five thousand people arrived at the scene in advance: Anyway, the ticket doesn't cost money, who doesn't want to occupy a good seat?

"We have to avoid these people." Stu, vice president of the Pistons, said, Hua Ben and others nodded thoughtfully, he finally saw the madness of the fans today, and no one could get along with his own safety.

However, when their car appeared at the passage door at the back of the stadium for reporters, they found that there were also people waiting.

This made Hua Ben depressed: "Isn't it that tickets are only issued at the gate?" What are they doing here? ”

What made the players even more depressed was that there seemed to be a conflict between the people around the door, a group of people banging on the door in front of the goal, chattering and swearing, and behind the bulletproof glass door, several people wearing stadium guard uniforms were eyeing each other.

"What's wrong?" Hua Ben came forward to ask, he is now very sensitive to the emotions of the fans, for fear that if he accidentally causes any more riots, then his efforts will be wasted.

Seeing the most popular star appear, the fans who gathered to watch the excitement were excited, and rushed up to surround him, asking him for autographs or group photos. The guards behind the gate also opened the door and let the players enter the hall.

Wabel was surrounded by fans with several children who would knock them over if he were to force his way into the stadium. The guards didn't have so many concerns, they cooperated with East and Du Dongqiang, pushed away the fans blocking Huaben, and used their bodies to open a way for him.

These people are all strong, so pushing down, inevitably knocked down the child, Hua Ben frowned when he saw this, pushed away the two bodyguards, and helped the child who fell to the ground with a panicked expression, he said unhappily: "Now the activity has not started, and there are not many people here, just let me take a photo with them, don't hurt these children." ”

Hua Ben's words won the applause of the fans, and one person shouted: "Ben, you are the greatest star in my mind, there is no doubt about it, if someone says bad things about you behind your back, I am willing to beat him up for it, but your staff will only discredit you." ”

"What do you mean?" Hua Ben asked as he smiled and signed autographs for the children, and he looked up to see that it was a tall, thin black child who spoke.

said that this child is tall and thin, compared to Huaben, he is not tall, about 1.9 meters, but looking at his appearance, his face is full of childishness, about thirteen or fourteen years old. Thirteen or fourteen years old and 1.9 meters, which is not very common in the United States, where there are many people.

Seeing that Hua Ben actually ignored himself, the young man was obviously nervous, but he made a nonchalant look, tilted his head and said: "God can testify, we have been waiting outside the stadium since you won the championship, just hoping to occupy a good seat, but your guards closed the door so tightly that they didn't let us in at all." ”

"Yes, yes." A few black children followed Ying Hedao.

Hua Ben laughed and said, "Man, you blame them, this is the team's rule, and the door can only be opened at five o'clock." ”

"We understood, so we were just waiting patiently, but just now they opened the door and welcomed some people in, and everyone knew that it was their relatives. Since it's the rules of the team, it should be for everyone, so why not let us in? Just because we're black people living in state houses? The tall, thin black boy cried out angrily.

The state house is a euphemism for the slum, and generally only people with strong self-esteem call it so.

Hua Ben frowned and glanced at several guards, all of whom had a slightly embarrassed expression, touching their noses and not speaking. But Huaben can't accuse them of anything, who doesn't have selfishness? It's impossible for everyone to be selfless, especially without harming the team.

"Let everyone here in, I can't blame you for letting your family in early, because if I were you, I would do the same. However, you can't be too selfish, there aren't many people here. Waben said with a sigh.

The guards and fans all looked at Huaben with gratitude on their faces and thanked them repeatedly.

Waben smiled and was about to enter the door after signing the children's names, but as he walked past a few children, he heard the stomach rumbling in one of them.

"You've been waiting here since last night?" Hua Ben asked in surprise, and when he got closer, he realized that these children had haggard faces and chapped lips, and it seemed that they had not eaten or drunk for a long time.

All the black kids nodded as a matter of course.

"And when did you have lunch?" Huaben asked, "Why don't you drink some water?" ”

The kid who spoke before lowered his head and said, "It costs money to drink water here, not to mention that we have been queuing all the time!" He didn't answer Waben's previous question.

Looking at these children, Hua Ben thought of Big Ben's life as a child, he shook his head and said to five or six children, "You come with me." ”

As a result, there was a rare scene in the Pistons' internal cafeteria, where the Pistons players gathered to eat a so-called nutritious meal with a frown, while six black kids next to them gobbled up what they considered to be garbage.

"Can anyone tell me where these beggars come from?" Stu, the team's vice president, asked dissatisfied, looking at the children in the restaurant.

He spoke loudly, and the six children looked up at him angrily, their eyes shining like a fierce beast.

Waben's reaction was even more violent than these kids, and he pushed the table to his feet, scolding, "What the fuck are you talking about? No wonder Joe can be president, while someone like you can only be vice president! Bastard, if you dare to say such things in front of me in the future, I will fucking beat you and you won't be able to take care of yourself for the rest of your life! ”

Rashid and Hamilton and others were also angry, and Mirisic was even more disgusted, spitting and saying: "Fortunately, I'm not playing under you!" ”

How many of the NBA's black players didn't come out of the ghetto? Especially Big Ben, when he was a child, there were 13 brothers and sisters in the family, and he never wore new clothes and shoes since he was five years old, which is why Big Ben had to pursue a big contract in his previous life.

Although Mirisic is a white man, his childhood life is not much better than that of these black children, and he spent his childhood in wars, the Balkan conflict, the Yugoslav civil war, the ethnic conflict in Serbia and Montenegro, and his father died in the war. Mirisic showed a talent for basketball at an early age, and in order to give him nutrition, his mother sold all her possessions and replaced it with a cow to milk him. The stadium where Mirisic practiced was the site of American attacks, and American planes could often be seen through broken roofs.

All in all, the people here are coming out of beggars.

Stu left the restaurant in embarrassment, the name of the team's vice president looked bluffing, but in fact, the power of the Pistons was in the hands of Dumas, who was nothing more than a logistics manager. Now that the Pistons have just won the championship, Huaben has won the double MVP, and even Dumas can't offend him.

Several teenagers hastily ate the steak, barbecue, and brown bread on the plate, and the tall and thin teenager in the lead politely thanked Hua Ben and the chef, and asked for directions before leaving the restaurant to go to the court.

Hua Ben asked the cook to add some roast meat to them, and said, "Leave that idiot alone, guys, sit down and eat, if you don't mind if these things taste bad." ”

"Ben, how can you say that, if it weren't for these things that taste bad, you wouldn't be able to kill that big shark in Los Angeles!" One chef shouted with a kitchen knife, and the others laughed.

The tall and thin boy took the barbecue nervously and said in a low voice: "Thank you, Ben, I watched TV and they all said that you are a good person, you are really a good person, thank you, thank you really thank you, I thought that the big star of the NBA was the emperor who was high above." ”

Hua Ben smiled and patted him on the shoulder, and said, "Of course the emperor has, but not many, what's your name?" ”

"Sid. Tarte. The tall, thin boy grinned, revealing his snow-white teeth.

Hua Ben's expression suddenly became strange, and he asked rhetorically, "Sid (**, shit)?" ”

The tall and thin boy shrugged his shoulders indifferently and said, "Yes, Sid, it's Sid, my father didn't like me, so he gave me this shit-like name." ”

After eating together, Hua Ben planned to send the children to the court, but as he walked past the small training ground next to the restaurant, Sid suddenly stopped and said, "Ben, can I play in it?" ”

Hua Ben frowned slightly, he knew what this kid meant, American children, especially slum kids, understood that the NBA was their best way out. In their minds, being able to dunk a basket or give away a big hat in front of a famous star is the most effective means of becoming famous, so many people always gather around the stadium to provoke the players.

Sid's methods are more tactful, he wants to gain Huaben's favor by showing his ability, so as to ascend to the sky in one step. Of course, if he were a basketball genius, he might be able to make it to the top in one step, but the chances are slim to none. The United States is different from other countries, this country has the largest number of basketball fans and scouts, and any kid who shows a little talent will immediately become the darling of the media. In his past and present lives, Hubben had never heard of Sid. Tarte's name, so he knew that this child could not be a genius, so he felt that this child was a little bit inched.

The other teenagers said, "Sid's skills are amazing, he can beat those twenty-year-old guys on the street court!" ”

"He's very good on the inside and outside, better than Kevin. Garnett is amazing."

"Those high school geniuses are far worse than Sid, and that kid from Southwest Atlanta Christian College can't compare to Sid"

Waben shook his head depressedly, Southwest Atlanta Christian College is now famous all over the United States, and they have cultivated a center, Dwight. Howard is the favorite to be the top pick in this year's draft. And Huaben knows that Howard is this year's champion show, not just a big hit.

Rashid was grumpy, and when he saw that these children were so ignorant, he said in a tough tone: "We are very busy, you know, tens of thousands of people are waiting for us. Besides, you have to understand that we are players, not scouts and coaches! ”

"If it's not suitable, forget it. Thank you for the steak and grilled meat, it was delicious like nothing I have ever tasted. Sid said calmly, the child had a maturity that did not match his age.

Listening to the phrase 'That's a delicacy I've never tasted', Hua Ben's heart softened, and he nodded and said, "Okay, you guys go in and have fun, I can play with you." ”

Of course, Huaben is not a compassionate man, he wants to show his personal ability and let these children understand what the NBA is. These children couldn't guess what he meant, and immediately let out a cheerful cheer, Rashid and the others had been with Huaben for so long, so they could naturally understand his intentions, so they leaned against the door together to watch the excitement.

Getting the ball, Huaben slowly slapped the ball and asked Sid, "How old are you this year?" What position do you usually play? ”

"Sid can play five positions! Oh, he's fourteen. A teenager rushed to speak, with an unconcealable pride in his tone. For black children, it is uncommon but not uncommon to be around 1.9 meters at the age of 14, even Jordan, who is not known for his height, can reach 1.8 meters tall at the age of 14.

"Five positions?" Waben smiled, picked up the ball noncommittally, jumped up with shaking hands, and sent the ball into the hoop at the top of the three-point line. Mirisic pushed the basketball cart over and threw it to Huaben, who stood at the top of the three-point line and kept sending the ball into the hoop - his open three-pointers were still accurate.

Sid stared deeply at the hoop, he stepped into the three-point line, jumped, and then walked outside the three-point line, where a kid picked up the ball under the basket and threw it to him. He picked up the ball, shrunk slightly, jumped high with his calves, shook his arms, and threw the ball out.

"Huh!"

Another kid picked up the ball and passed it to him, and he jumped again, "Whew! ”

There were children who kept picking up the ball under the basket and passing it to him, and he kept jumping and shooting, his face was as calm as water, and suddenly, the crisp sound of the basketball passing through the basketball net sounded in the empty training hall.

Rashid opened his mouth in astonishment, and he asked, "Is that kid at the NBA three-point line or the NCAA three-point line?" ”

There are many differences between the NBA and international basketball, such as the three-point line, the NBA three-point line is farther, and the NCAA three-point line is similar to that of international basketball. Again, our awesome CBA is closer to the three-point line than the NCAA.

Billups said helplessly: "It's from the NBA." ”

These people are basketball geniuses, otherwise they can't mix in the NBA, of course they understand what that means, shooting long-range threes is nothing, just practice hard. But looking at the boy's movements, it seems that he was not used to shooting at the NBA three-point line before, so he took a step forward first, went to the three-point line on the street court to pursue his feelings, and then returned to the three-point line. But just measured the position with his eyes, and he hit consecutive three-pointers!

If this is indeed the case, then this teenager's projection ability is too strong, at least Hamilton of the same age can't compare to him!

"I've practiced at this position before, and I know the NBA's three-point line is not the same as it is on the streets." Sid took the initiative to explain, so that Rashid and the others breathed a sigh of relief, it turned out that they had practiced.

After receiving the ball again, Sid shot again, hit again, and sweat began to appear on the tip of his nose.

After hitting five more balls in a row, and the sixth was shot, Huaben noticed that his wrist stiffened a little, and the trajectory of the ball shot was messy.

The ball was shot, Sid quickly landed, and suddenly leaned forward with his thin body, and the sneakers rubbed the floor to make a squeaky sound, and the whole person rushed out like a black arrow. The basketball really missed, it was a little short, and it hit the hoop and bounced to the ground.

When Sid sprinted to the side of the free throw, the basketball bounced off the floor, but only a metre and a half high, about to Sid's chest. I saw him step into the flank penalty area, his center of gravity lowered backwards and then rose, his calf seemed to become a spring, and the whole person changed from a flat-firing crossbow to an English longbow fired from a back.

Before the jump, he swung his long arm, grabbed the ball, held the ball with both hands and pulled it to his waist, and his body in the air violently pushed forward, holding the ball with one hand and spinning to swing his right arm out. Like a fire fixed to the frame of a windmill, the basketball spun around in the air and was finally stuffed into the hoop.

The boy landed panting, his expression was hard to hide his excitement, and he quickly said: "I thought my ball would smash on the hoop, I have never tried to dunk on such a high windmill, I succeeded!" Thank God, maybe it was the meat I just ate that gave me energy! ”

Outside the court, Rashid, Billups and others looked straight, and the former asked stunnedly: "Is the height of this hoop from the NBA or from the NCAA?" ”

Billups couldn't hide his shock and said, "Damn, it's the hoop height we use for the game!" This can't be, this is absolutely impossible! A super genius like AI can't dunk such a ball, he's just a 14-year-old! ”

"Nothing is impossible, Chauncey, you're a championship defender, why are you so observant? This hoop is significantly lower than the one you use in the game, and this is the court that the team used for those rookies who tried out the other day, and the height of the hoop is adjusted. Old Shuai Brown didn't know when he walked behind them coldly, and suddenly opened his mouth to startle these people.

(To be continued)