Chapter Twenty-Five: Rich

But where will the excited Bruins players pay attention to this, they are just constantly venting their excitement. After all, it was an unexpected victory for them, and before the game, no one expected Xiao Shi to win, in fact, when Xiao Xiao made this bet, everyone thought he was crazy.

At this time, Ben Holland also went and returned, carrying a small plastic bag containing 10,000 dollars.

As soon as he came back and saw the scene in front of him, all the little luck left in his heart was gone. John Smith still lost, and he still made the wrong bet.

"The legendary head coach John Wooden is really hard to surpass!"

Ben Holland sighed silently in his heart, he was completely desperate to surpass John Wooden. Once upon a time, he felt that he could transcend the gap between the two, if only he was given enough time and luck. But now, it dawned on him that no matter how much time it took and no matter how much luck it took, it couldn't be narrowed. This is a God-given difference in talent that cannot be changed.

Ben Holland silently walked over with the money, and then handed it to John Wooden with both hands, very respectful: "Coach, I lost again." In front of you, I am always a loser. ”

"Huh." John Wooden just smiled faintly and didn't make any comments on Ben Holland's towel-defeating remarks. Instead, he stretched out his hand and nodded at Xiao Shao, who was being thrown into the air: "He won this money, I just moved my mouth, you better give him the money, obviously, he needs money more now." ”

Ben Holland smiled, and then walked over to the chic side.

"Alright, that's settled, it's time for us to go have a drink." John Wooden turned his head to Michelle and said.

When Michelle heard this, she nodded hurriedly, and then helped the old man to walk in the direction of the office.

At this time, Xiao Shi finally struggled out of the crowd's throwing, and he didn't bother to celebrate with these guys. He quickly parted the crowd, walked up to the dejected John Smith, and asked loudly, "Hey, where is your thousand dollars?" ”

Xiao Shi opened his mouth to withdraw money, which was not a negotiable tone at all.

"I don't have that much cash on me." John Smith said weakly, he not only lost the money, but also lost the confidence.

"There is an ATM at the school, you go and get it, I'm waiting for you here." Xiao Sa hurriedly urged: "Don't let me wait too long." ”

"Oh!" John Smith was a man who was willing to gamble and lose, he didn't fight anything, and walked out silently with his head down.

After John Smith walked out with his head down, Ben Holland happened to walk over. He was a little embarrassed, he didn't know how to face Xiao Shi. Now he's figured out that he misunderstood this guy in the first place, this guy really can't dribble, but he really can crossover.

It's a thing that goes against common sense, but it's really so harmonious and so harmonious.

"It's your money." Although Ben Holland was embarrassed, he still handed the money to Xiao Shi very graciously.

Xiao Shi frowned, he was a little surprised: "I don't seem to be betting with you." ”

"It was Mr. Woodon who asked me to give it to you, and he said you won, so the money is yours."

"Huh?" Xiao Sao was silent for a while, and immediately understood what John Wooden meant, reached out and took the money, and felt even more grateful to John Wooden.

Xiao Sao checked the money in his hand, it was not particularly heavy, but this was the most money he had in his life, which was converted into nearly 70,000 yuan. In their place, they can already build a small bungalow, and it is enough to buy a domestic car.

When the money in his hand was converted into something in his mind, Xiao Xiao's head suddenly lacked oxygen: "Oh my God, playing basketball actually makes so much money, and you can earn 70,000 yuan for three balls?" ”

Xiao Xiao didn't know that those guys who played professional basketball earned more. Sometimes you don't even need to score a single goal, and you can get hundreds of thousands of dollars in one night.

"Xiao, are you going to invite us all to dinner tonight?" Andrew hurriedly came up and said with a grin: "We were all cheering you on just now." If it weren't for our mental strength, you wouldn't have won so easily! ”

As soon as Xiao Sa heard that he was going to have a treat, he quickly covered the money. Then Justice said awe-inspiringly: "No, you are at the critical juncture of the game now, how can you be distracted at this time?" It's not that I'm reluctant to pay for it, it's that I'm also a member of the Bruins now, and I'm a manager, so I can't lead you out there. Focus on basketball, after the victory, the team will definitely have a big celebration, and now is not the time. ”

Xiao Sao said impassionedly, in order to cover up his persistence.

"Stingy." Andrew muttered angrily, and the other players dispersed.

Ben Holland suddenly felt chic and pleasing to the eye, he did not feel chic and stingy, but thought that dashing's sense of justice was correct, this time is indeed not the time to relax, should be tight and march towards the championship.

People are like this sometimes, and when they see who is unhappy, they will anger themselves when they do anything. And once it is pleasing to the eye, he will be forgiven for everything he does, and he will be interpreted very positively.

After a while, John Smith walked in, and he had taken a thousand dollars, and his face was a little pale, and he was about to leave this sad place after he shoved it indiscriminately.

However, Xiao Shi stopped him: "Hey, you seem to have one more thing to do, right?" ”

"Huh?" Smith looked back, a little confused.

"Shouldn't you apologize for offending me like this?" Xiao Xiao raised his chin slightly, and his tone was stiff.

John Smith was a little annoyed, but he had already lost. At this time, if you continue to die and the duck's mouth is hard, it is still yourself who will lose face, so it is better to quickly understand this matter, so he blushed and said quickly: "I'm sorry." ”

Then, take a big stride and run.

He almost fled from the UCLA arena.

He was sure he would never come back.

Shameful things, once is enough.

As far as Xiao is concerned, he hopes that John Smith will come and go often, because this is his fortune boy, and if he doesn't come today, the eleven thousand dollars will not be able to enter his pocket.

Xiao Sao patted the dollar in his hand, and his heart was happy.

For a person who loves money, nothing is lovelier than having money in hand.

Just when Xiao was happy because of the money in his hand, Westbrook came up from behind: "Hey, Xiao, are you participating in the draft this year?" ”

"Huh?" When Xiao Sa heard this, he was suddenly startled, and almost didn't spill the money in his hand: "Draft? May I? ”

John Wooden told him that every year the most talented basketball players in the United States and the world participate in the NBA draft, but very few are selected, and even fewer can make it to the NBA. Although Xiao's ultimate goal is to enter the NBA, he also feels that he will definitely not be selected this year, after all, he has only practiced basketball for less than ten days.

"It's only March, and you still have four months to get the bonus, what are you afraid of?" Westbrook urged urging: "Your level is not very low now, your goal just now is perfect. Moreover, the NBA draft is not only based on immediate strength, but also about potential. ”

"Really?" Xiao Sage was said by Westbrook like this, and there was a little bit of longing: "Then do you think I have hope?" ”

"Judging from what you just said, I think you have at least a thirty percent chance of being selected. No, forty percent. ”

Hearing this, Xiao Sao's expression immediately became cautious, this probability is not too low, he plans to give it a try.

"I'll introduce my agent to you, let him help you run it, get a few tryouts, and maybe you'll be selected."

"You let me think again." Xiao Shi bit his lower lip and nodded: "Basketball is not as simple as I thought, and I still have a lot to learn." ”

"Hmm. Come on. If you weren't such a stinky fart, I might really admit that you're a genius. Westbrook shrugged his shoulders and pouted.

"Cut, I don't need you to admit it." The nostrils are raised, and the stinky fart is full!

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Today's collection is very good, so there will be a more later.