Chapter 3o4 is just five times!

The shower spewed strings of slightly hot water jets on the dark skin, recalling the scene when the reporters frantically handed the microphone to my mouth just now, and thinking of the way back to the hotel, my agent David. Hunt's call, I couldn't help but laugh out loud.

By chance, or necessity, a game can make you a god, and a game can make you fall into hell. Thinking of Reggie. Miller's thin and somewhat sad back, I feel that there is something really wrong with this world.

I'm a god, and I'm just a little worse than me. Miller almost fell into hell. Countless reporters flocked to me after the game. Miller can only be in Jermaine. Accompanied by O'Neal, he walked into the player's tunnel worriedly.

Just half an hour after the competition, my agent received invitations to 11 hit talk shows and commercial endorsement contracts from 8 major companies, each of which cost more than tens of millions.

I thought it was crazy enough, but even crazier was David. Hunter told me that Nike, PepsiCo, and Hummer wanted to renegotiate my contract, and they wanted to sign a longer, higher-value contract with me.

Gently wiped off the water droplets on his body, put on a bathrobe, walked out of the bathroom, and just wanted to turn on the TV, the doorbell rang. I looked through the cat's eye and saw that it was Yao Ming outside.

I hurriedly opened the door, but when I opened the door, I found that there was a big man hidden behind Yao Ming--Shaquille. O'Neill, the shark in Los Angeles.

"He11o, it's a pleasure to meet you! ......"Yao Ming took the lead in giving me a hug, followed by the big shark Shaquille. O'Neill smirked and spread his arms.

"Kwame! Well done awesome! Congratulations! "Shaquille. O'Neill slapped me the back.

"Thank you! Thank you so much! I replied with a grin.

I don't know why Shaquille. Why did O'Neill appear outside my room, I didn't have much friendship with him, but out of politeness, I quickly removed Yao Ming and Shaquille. O'Neill let into the room.

"You're amazing! I didn't expect your shot to be so great! You didn't even miss a ball, do you know what Magic Johnson said about you just now? He said you are possessed by God today! Har...... "Shaquille. O'Neill said with a familiar smile.

"Ha, I feel incredible! I've never done this in training! I said modestly.

"Why are you two together?" I poured a cup of coffee for one of the two big centers and asked.

"Today you and Reggie. Miller's peak showdown, who dares not to come, almost all the players who came to participate in the game have arrived, when the seats are arranged at the Phillips Arena, because O'Neal and I are the largest, and the single seat is a bit crowded, they let the two of us occupy three seats, ha......" Yao Ming laughed as he spoke.

"Ding Dong......" I was just about to speak, and the doorbell rang again.

I hurried to open the door again.

Anthony. Walker with Paul. Pierce and Stephen. Marbury appeared outside the door.

"Kwamei, you don't give your brother face so much, you actually let your brother be eliminated in the first round!" As soon as I opened the door, Anthony was good at spoofing. Walker made a pained look and hugged me.

"Alright! It's up to you to get bad grades! Even if you don't have Kwame, you won't fucking make it to the second round! "Paul. Pierce slammed at Anthony. Walker's fat ass gave him a knee, then smiled at me and said, "Congratulations! Kwame! You've done a great job! ”

"Paul, can you not be a man who exposes my scars like this! Next time, you're not allowed to push my ass with your knees, you'll make people doubt my sexuality! Ha, Kwame, you kid, yes, I saw that Reggie earlier. Miller is not pleasing to the eye! "Anthony. Walker first headed towards Paul. Pierce yelled, then turned to me and congratulated me.

"Thank you! Thank you! "I had a respectful smile on my face, they were all my seniors, and I had to show respect to them.

"Kwame, it's a pleasure to see you, you're really great today, I even thought God was there to shoot the basket!" Fallen at the end known as the lone wolf Stephen. Marbury crepe complimented me.

"Meng! I'm purely blind! I said embarrassedly touching my bare head.

"Huh?! You two are here early, you two won't be here to bribe Kwamei! I sue you guys, you're going to foul! That's not true! "Anthony. Walker let out a loud roar from the room.

I was stunned! What do you mean? What bribe? What foul? What the hell is this?

I hurried with Stephen. Marbury walked into the room.

Shaquille. O'Neill towards Anthony. Walker laughed a few times first, and then said: "You don't care how I get it, as long as Kwame can't shoot a three-pointer tomorrow, then I win, you don't care if I steal, rob, bribe, or go through the back door, haha......"

"Shaquille, we can't do this! Our manly husband can't talk and don't talk! Let's say that you can't score three points for defending Kwamei, but we didn't say that you came here to bribe Kwamei and not let him shoot three points! You're a foul like that......" has been standing Anthony. Paul behind Walker. Pierce pointed at Shaquille. O'Neill began to count.

"That's right! We're talking about defense, not going through the back door like you to make Kwame not shoot three-pointers, an absolute foul like yours, we have a referee, I'll call right away, my name is Charles. Barkley and Kenny. Smith come here! "Stephen. Marbury stepped behind me and stepped forward, pointing at Shaquille. O'Neill was a burst of accusations, and then picked up the phone and dialed out.

"It's nothing to do with me! I just stopped by, I didn't expect Shaquille to come along, it's all a coincidence! Ha, we didn't come together, I came first, and Shaquille came in later. Yao Ming raised his hands and swore his innocence in a slightly fluent American language.

I was completely stunned this time! What is this? My brain was a mess.

"Ding Dong ......" The doorbell is ringing again!

"It's coming so fast! I'm going to open the door! "Stephen. Marbury pocketed his phone.

"Stephen? How are you? Don't Kwame live here? "Vince. Carter's voice rang out from outside the door.

"Even! Kwame live here, please come in, I thought it was Charles. Barkley and Kenny. What about Smith! "Stephen. Marbury's voice was a little embarrassed.

"Kwame! You're amazing! Yes? Everybody's here! "Vince. As soon as Carter entered the door, he stretched out his arms to give me a hug, but he was completely frightened by the people in my room, he didn't expect so many people to appear in my room.

"Vince, you judge, when you bet, you were there at the time, Shaquille said that he could prevent Kwame from scoring a three-point in the All-Star, and Stephen and I said that Kwame was in such a good state that he would definitely be able to score three-pointers, so Shaquille and the two of us each made a bet of $2O, but I didn't expect that in a blink of an eye, Shaquille actually ran to Kwame to persuade Kwame not to shoot three points in tomorrow's game, do you say there is a person who is shameless to such a point? Shaquille, you are so shameless! "Paul. Pierce to Vince. Carter complained.

I'm finally going to figure out what's going on, and I'm finally going to know why Shaquille, who I've never crossed paths with. O'Neill, Paul. Pierce, Stephen. Marbury and the others showed up in my room.

"I didn't convince Kwame not to shoot three points tomorrow! I swear I never said it, I guarantee with my personality, I definitely didn't persuade Kwame not to shoot three points in tomorrow's game, don't believe you ask Kwame, I just entered the door! "Shaquille. O'Neill saw that there were more and more people, and quickly distinguished.

All the people looked at me.

"He just came in, I just made him coffee, and before we could say anything else, you guys came in!" I quickly replied honestly.

"That's what you haven't had time to say!" Stephen. Marbury opened his mouth to accuse.

"Whether it's too late to say it, or it's too late to say it, I didn't say it anyway!" Shaquille. O'Neill began to play scoundrels.

"You ......" Paul. Pierce angrily pointed at Shaquille. O'Neill just wants to start scolding!

The "Ding Dong" doorbell rang again.

Stephen. Marbury hurried to open the door.

Charles. Barkley walked in with a pair of big sunglasses and a bulging chest, coughed vigorously, and said with his hands behind his back as if he were doing an FBI job: "Mr. O'Neill, you have the right to remain silent, and everything you say will be used as evidence in court!" Now please come with me! Harry ...... "Charles. Barkley laughed before he could finish speaking.

Everyone in the room laughed.

After a burst of laughter, Charles. Barkley shyly patted Shaquille. O'Neill's shoulder said, "Shaq, what's going on?" Just finished betting with others, and immediately ran here to collude with Kwamei? This is too detrimental to your glorious and great image as a center-forward! ”

"I swear! I definitely didn't collude with Kwamei, I don't believe you asked Kwamei! "Shaquille. O'Neill immediately raised his hand and swore to God.

"Who can believe your oath? Did you invite me to the Gold Club last time? You haven't invited me to go until now! "Charles. Barkley said with a grin.

"! The Gold Club is all seized, where else can I take you......" Shaquille. O'Neill's face was helpless.

"Anyway, your words often don't count! Harry ...... "Charles. Barkley also played the scoundrel.

"Say it! What are you doing here? "Charles. Barkley said after laughing.

"Kwamei is so good at running, you have to let him be able to let me be able to defend him, he runs endlessly, how can I defend him one-on-one, I came over to discuss with him to let him stand, I went over to defend him, and he shot again, otherwise, it can't be regarded as my loss!" Shaquille. O'Neill's face was right.

"Hah......" everyone in the room laughed.

"You're not here to collude, what are you doing? You're still here to collude! "Stephen. Marbury said with a laugh.

"Fu*k, Kwame, throwing ball after ball on the perimeter endlessly, can he not score? I'm at least sure he's going to shoot a few shots from the outside, and if he just shoots a ball, I'm adamant about what he says, and if he doesn't throw endlessly, I'm determined not to do it! "Shaquille. O'Neal looked dissatisfied.

"Ha ......" was another burst of laughter.

"When we made a bet, we didn't say how many balls Kwame thrown! Now you suddenly say that you are going to let Kwame shoot a three, that's not going to work! "Paul. Pierce immediately stood up against it.

"There's got to be a limit! You can't let me, a big fat man, float on the outside line all the time! I went out to defend once or twice, and the manager didn't tear me down. "Shaquille. O'Neill spoke out loud.

"That's not going to happen! You're talking about not letting Kwame shoot the whole game, you didn't say let Kwame shoot a ball! "Stephen. Marbury shouted.

"The bet is cancelled!"

There was a lot of noise in the room as if it was boiling.

"Stop arguing!" Charles. Barkley suddenly shouted and stood up. He looked around majestically and said loudly: "I'm the referee!" Listen to me! ”

"Tomorrow's game, when Kwame shoots three-pointers, I'm going to talk to O'Neal and let Shaquille . O'Neal ran outside the three-point line to defend one-on-one, and as for how many times he can defend it, it depends on O'Neal's ability! How's that going? "Charles. Barkley said to O'Neal.

"There's got to be a limit to the number of shots he can take, and if he throws endlessly, won't I be walked endlessly by him like a monkey?" Shaquille. O'Neill's face was sad.

"You want to be Kwame. How many shots does Brown take? "Charles. Barkley asked again with a frown.

"Five times? Just Kwame. Brown took six shots in front of me, and one three-pointer went in, and I threw in the towel! "Big shark Shaquille. O'Neill seemed to be a little proud and said.

"Good! Just five times! This time, if Kwamei hits another one of 5 shots outside the three-point line, you *** will obediently pay for it! "Charles. Barkley slapped his thigh and made the final decision!

"If I let Kwame hit one of five shots,! I'll fucking pay 5o thousand, Stephen and Paul 2o million each, and I'll treat everyone to supper for the remaining 1o million! "Big shark Shaquille. O'Neill patted his fat belly and shouted confidently.

"Good!" The crowd shouted together, and there were even sporadic applause.

Half ring, Charles. Barkley suddenly raised his hand to signal everyone to be quiet, and then pinched his chin with his left hand and looked at me and Shaquille. O'Neal kept sweeping.

"I don't feel right! Did the two of you collude a long time ago? Deliberately set up a trap for a few of us to drill in! Kwamei, you are honest, are you colluding? "Charles. Barkley looked skeptical.

"Nope! No! Absolutely nothing! "I quickly denied it, shaking my head like a rattle to increase my persuasiveness, this is not a joke, once everyone thinks it is collusion, then I am definitely dead!

"Are you sure?" Charles. Barkley asked again.

"Sure!" I nodded vigorously.

"Oh well! Since you said that you and Shaq didn't collude well, in order to prevent you from taking care of O'Neal's face, you deliberately couldn't shoot, and you didn't score all five shots tomorrow, then you obediently took out the $5o million and invited everyone to have a good meal! Let's invite everyone to have a sauna again, what's up! ”

"Huh? I'm against it! I shouted.

"Raise your hand in agreement...... All hands raised, that is, the opposition is invalid! "Charles. Barkley shouted

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