121 Little Carter's Pride

"The second question, in the other day against the Clippers, you were completely at a disadvantage against Paul, and you barely played in the next three games, and a lot of people predicted that you were going to be going to collapse, but after only three games you recovered, and it seemed to be better than before, what made you recover so quickly?" It is clear that the journalist is interested in this issue. And it's not just journalists, it's almost everyone who is interested in this issue.

In the eyes of ordinary people, after being hit so hard, it will take at least a few months to recover, and it will even collapse at all. It only took a week for this Chinese to recover, which is somewhat amazing.

Wen Hao smiled at the reporter and said, "This is thanks to one person......

"Oh?" The reporter's eyes widened and his ears extended.

In front of the TV, countless fans of Team Rocket and Wen Hao also widened their eyes and stretched their ears. Even many players who have had similar experiences have their eyes wide open and their ears sticking out.

"He's my friend," Wen Hao turned his head to face the camera, "Michael Carter, thank you." ”

"Michael Carter?" The reporter was a little dazed.

In front of the TV, countless fans were also a little dazed. No one has ever heard of this man.

And in a dilapidated room in Houston's 38th neighborhood, little Carter in front of the TV suddenly turned around when he heard this, his face full of excitement: "Mom, Mom, do you see?" It's me, Wen is talking about me, he's talking about me! ”

A black woman who was doing housework turned her head and looked at Wen Hao on TV, first stunned, and then nodded to Carter in surprise.

"I said he was my friend, you still don't believe it, and those classmates don't believe it either, now you should believe it, right?" Little Carter pointed to the TV, full of energy and pride.

"Believe, believe," the black woman said with a smile, "Mommy believes it now, and so do your friends, we Carter really made friends with the stars!" ”

"Now do you believe I'm going to watch a game at the Toyota Center?"

"Believe, of course believe. Since it's the star who says it, it will definitely count. The black woman's eyes glistened with tears.

Carter Jr.'s father died in an accident when he was two years old, leaving her and Carter Jr. to rely on each other. For the past seven or eight years, the mother and son have relied on her to do housework for others and provide very little relief. Little Carter has been very sensible since he was a child, unlike other children who want this and that, but often help himself with some housework.

But he loved basketball since he was a child, and he dreamed of going to a live ball game. With his own ability, he simply couldn't satisfy this wish of little Carter. As a mother, I have always felt ashamed of my children.

Unexpectedly, at this time, this Chinese star appeared. His presence not only makes the child happier, but also makes the child more confident, and most importantly, he can fulfill the child's wishes.

Thinking of this, the black woman looked at Team Rocket 5 on TV and muttered, "Wen, I should be thanking you......"

"Last question," the reporter saw that Wen Hao didn't explain much about who Carter Jr. was, although he was puzzled, he didn't pursue much, and continued to ask, "Did you really learn from McHale?" ”

In the Rockets locker room, McHale straightened his ears and looked at the TV screen. The rest of the Rockets players were also looking at the TV screen.

"Of course, before this, besides him, is there a third person in the world who will take real steps?" Wen Hao replied with a smile.

Hearing this, the Rockets turned their heads to look at McHale, and the meaning was obvious: Coach, you are not authentic, and you actually opened a small stove for Wen Hao in private.

McHale looked innocent, staring at the TV screen, and scolded in his heart: This kid, when did I teach you?

The reporter looked at Wen Hao in surprise, and didn't understand why McHale would teach inside footsteps to an outside player, and he was an outside player who was not very valued.

Wen Hao continued: "When he was teaching Howard how to walk, I inadvertently glanced at it from the side. After saying that, he nodded to the reporter and walked towards the players' tunnel.

The reporter was stunned for a moment, looking at Wen Hao's back with the eyes of a monster.

And in the Rocket locker room, everyone in Rocket is also looking at the TV screen with the eyes of a monster. "I accidentally looked at it twice" and learned it, this is too perverted, right? Although in the previous game with the Clippers, Wen Hao could almost perfectly copy Crawford's movements, but they were mainly based on outside breakthroughs, and the virtual and real steps were inside steps. The inside step is different from the outside break, not a few glances can be mastered, that not only requires a solid basic footwork, but also needs to continue to figure out and practice for a long time, until you don't have to think about it when you do this action but an instinctive action, and make it naturally, so that you can really use it in the game. The reason why Howard can't use it is because he always thinks "I want to use virtual and real steps" in the game, and every time he thinks about it, he makes more mistakes.

But Wen Hao said that "after a few glances", this is a bit too exaggerated.

Thinking of this, everyone looked at McHale, but they were also surprised to see McHale. Obviously, what Wen Hao said was true, and McHale didn't give him a small stove. This is even more surprising to everyone.

In surprise, everyone's eyes fell on the monster. Warcraft has the heart to die at this time, although he has always had a big heart, and he loves to talk and make trouble, but he can't stand such stimulation. With his head down, he walked briskly through the crowd, pushed open the door of the treatment room, and closed it with a "bang" behind him.

In the locker room, everyone could barely hold back their laughter, and only after Howard entered the physiotherapy room did they dare to laugh out loud.

At this time, Wen Hao also returned to the locker room, and when he saw that everyone in the rocket had a strange smile on their faces, he was also a little puzzled.

Before everyone could answer, the opening time of the locker room came, and more than a dozen reporters poured in outside the door, aiming their long guns and short cannons at Wen Hao, and one question after another blasted towards Wen Hao. Wen Hao shook his head helplessly and answered them one by one.

After seeing off the reporters, he breathed a sigh of relief. Da Yao next to him turned his head with a smile: "This is the price of being a star, some people like it, some people are bored, but since you have chosen basketball and worked hard to become a star, you have to bear it." ”

"Hmm." Wen Hao replied and nodded.

"By the way, someone is going to treat you to dinner tomorrow." Da Yao suddenly remembered.

"Eat? Who is it? Wen Hao asked as he changed his jersey.

"Have you forgotten? Just that bald head commentary. ”

Wen Hao then remembered that the bald commentator had bet that he would not get 5 assists in a game, and if he lost, he would invite himself to dinner, and said something "This is definitely a meal that any star wants to eat." ”

"Cut, I don't want to eat his food." Wen Hao said a word and was about to walk to the physiotherapy room.

Behind, Da Yao's voice came: "Let's go and have a look, I will definitely not let you down." Da Yao had a mysterious smile on his face.

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