Chapter 7 is a prelude to the big dream

When you are good, all people will be icing on the cake, and when you are bad, all people will fall into the ground.

In the third preseason game against the Cleveland Cavaliers, I grabbed 28 rebounds, 5 blocks, 8 assists, 4 points, and 3 turnovers.

The media shouted that Bill Russell was coming, yes, it was Bill Russell. The greatest center of all time in the NBA.

I know it's just a gimmick, a tactic by the media to attract attention, and if I don't swing well one day, a pot of will be buckled on my head.

After the first match, my agent, David Hunter, told me that I had n more advertising contracts, I had n more interview requests, and I had n more events to attend, but he sued me and he pushed them all for me because they didn't deserve my watch.

Today David Hunter told me that Adidas and Nike both have big contracts and he needs to discuss them with me.

"7 years and 4ooo million, this is the contract given by Adidas, the contract given by Nike is only 5 years and 3ooo, I personally prefer Nike's contract, I believe that you will definitely go to the next level in 5 years." David Hunter said.

David Hunter didn't know that I was going to be that famous parallel import, and he thought that my future achievements would definitely be at the level of Big Shark O'Neal.

"David, thank you, but I think Adidas's contract is more secure, no one can guarantee that he will succeed in the future, sometimes he can't be too idealistic, I'm still very beautiful now, but I can't play on the court in the future, I may not even get this price." I silently said that it was not that I didn't believe in myself, but that I knew what the future was.

"I'm very confident in you, and I think you'll be the bigger shark O'Neal is, as long as you stay healthy." David Hunter stared at me with a hint of surprise in his eyes, perhaps he thought I was thinking about this too early for my age.

"David, the key is that I can't guarantee whether I can be healthy in the future, nor can I guarantee how big my achievements will be in the future, every qiē is a flower in the mirror, the moon in the water, the contract given by Adidas is already the treatment of a star, even if I am as great as O'Neal in the future, it will be 5 years before I get the money, and there will be inflation during this period."

"Okay, I'll try my best to get you." David Hunter said helplessly, "Coca-Cola and Pepsi also have contracts? ”

"If it's about the same, choose the long one." I said firmly

"Kwamei, it's the first time I've seen a young player like you, and you're kind of like a late-career player rather than a 19-year-old who just got the top pick in the draft." David Hunter said with surprise on his face.

"Hehe, maybe I'm a young man." I said with a smile.

"Maybe. Sports Illustrated, S1AM, Sports Today and other newspapers have offered to interview you, and Sports Today also wants you to open a column, what do you think? David Hunter continued.

"It's all pushed, let's just say that I'm busy practicing now, and what I need at this stage is to improve my skills quickly." I said.

"That's not a good excuse, Kwamei, you should have some socializing, and the media should do a little better, so it will help your reputation." David Hunter advised me.

No matter how good the relationship with the media is, if my strength is not good, everything is in vain, they will still sneer at me, the most important thing in this world is strength, as for reputation, it is just a reflection of strength.

"Wait for me to call, and I'll get the contract done quickly." David Hunter got up to leave, "By the way, tomorrow's game is going to be better, it is said that Bill Russell, Moses Malone, Karim Abdul Jabbar have come to watch you and Hakim Olajuwon fight, if you do a good job, maybe the contract will change." ”

Oh my God, what's going on, the greatest centers in NBA history, except for the dead ones, the active ones are all here, is there going to be a meeting of the best centers in NBA history? There must be something going on that I don't know yet......

The afternoon training continued, but I felt that my teammates looked at me a little differently.

"Christian, how do I feel that everyone is weird, what's going on?" I asked Lightner.

"Nothing?" Christian Leitner is clearly hiding something, "Maybe I've been tired lately. ”

"Master, why do you feel a little weird in our team today, I feel that everyone looks at me a little strangely, did I do something wrong?" After hitting a wall at Leitner, I turned to Hamilton, who has the best relationship in the team.

"Boy, did you offend your personal trainer?" Hamilton whispered mysteriously.

"What?" I was surprised.

"Your personal trainer has been here." Hamilton continued to whisper.

"Pete Johnson? Or Gary Fox? "I'm a little confused. 、

"Both of them are coming." Hamilton said.

"What are they doing?" He asked.

"Michael, you have a gag order, you are not allowed to speak, you are so self-conscious." With that, Hamilton dribbled away, as if he was afraid of getting into trouble.

The afternoon training ended in a question in my head.

"Kwame, come to my office." The great god Michael Jordan said to me.

Maybe the answer is about to be revealed.

"Kwame, are you nervous about meeting Hakim Olajuwon tomorrow?" Jordan said with a smile like the big bad wolf who seduced Little Red Riding Hood.

"I'm trying to guard against him." I was confused and said cautiously.

"Hakim, the most famous center in the 90s, used to make the big shark O'Neal suffer, but, Kwame, he's old now, he's not the big dream of omnipotence." Jordan said as if he was talking to himself, as if he was reminiscing about those eventful years.

"Michael, I'm going to work hard, I'm going to get more rebounds, me's going to get more rebounds, I'm going to get more rebounds, I'm going to get more rebounds, It would be a fool not to show determination at this time, I said through gritted teeth.

"Rebounds? Boy, I chose you to attack, not to rebound. Jordan suddenly stared at me with round eyes.

"I'm sorry, Michael." I quickly lowered my posture.

"Kwame, a center can only defend and will never succeed, tomorrow you will attack, okay?" Jordan asked in an unquestioning tone.

"But..." I'm speechless, I can't attack, that's something the whole NBA knows, and now I'm going to play the offense against Olajuwon, it's not just abuse.

"No, but!" Jordan suddenly raised his voice and yelled at me, "Say: Beat Hakim tomorrow!" ”

"But...... "I wanted to defend myself, but Jordan wouldn't give me the chance."

"No, but! Say: Defeat Hakim! Jordan continued to shout.

"Michael, I ...... "Something must have happened, my heart is cold."

"Say: Defeat Hakim!" Jordan raised his voice again, his face pressed up, his eyes wide, staring at me as if I could eat me without saying a word.

I ...... "I was timid, really, timid, and I couldn't help but take a step back."

"Alas!" Jordan suddenly sighed, then picked up the glass on the table and slammed it to the floor, crossed his hands on his hips, turned around, and looked out the window.

"Michael, I..." I was terrified, I had never seen Jordan have such a big fire, his mouth was dry, and I wanted to explain, but I didn't know what to explain, I didn't know what I did wrong, everything was fine yesterday.

"Kwamei, I hope you don't just look like me, others look like me" Jordan waved his hand and said helplessly, "Go home!" ”

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