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What Wang Dacang wanted to say was, "You are only giving a short contract within 1o days for Mao?" Look down on fat people, right? ”

But when it came to the words, what Wang Cannon said was, "Why is it a short-term contract of 1o days, is my strength not enough to get a stable contract?" ”

Pat Riley smiled and shook his head, "That's not the case, Mr. Wang, I think you should be able to understand that as a team general manager, I have a lot of pressure, and a lot of times, I can't do certain things with my own ideas. ”

"In this case, I have to carefully consider various situations and not jump to conclusions."

"There is no doubt that you have good strength, but no one can guarantee that after you actually play the game, you will be able to have such a performance, for the sake of the team, it is also inevitable."

Pat Riley said sincerely, but Wang Cannon is not a fool, and after saying it for a long time, he still doesn't believe that Wang Cannon can adapt to the nBa. In case the king cannon swings abnormally, he will get out after the ten-day short contract has passed, and it is not a big deal.

"Holy! How dare you look down on me! Are you kidding? Labor and management are coming to Miami! Wang Dacang thought indignantly in his heart, completely without the sense of shame that a hanger should have.

If you are not happy, Wang Cannon still signed her name on the contract. "A ten-day contract is a ten-day contract, it's better than nothing." Wang Cannon comforted himself in this way.

After signing the contract, Pat Riley warmly shook hands with Wang Cannon and said with a smile: "From today onwards, you will be a member of our Miami Heat!" Welcome! ”

Wang Cannon looked at Riley with great joy, and asked expectantly, "Mr. General Manager, when will the press conference be held?" ”

Pat Riley was stunned, "Press conference? ”

"That's right!" Wang Dacang said as a matter of course: "Isn't it true that all the players who join the team have to hold a press conference?" ”

Pat Riley: ""

Wang Cannon looked at Riley's appearance, and suddenly scolded depressedly in his heart, "Damn!" ”

This is obviously not going to hold a press conference for Wang Dacang.

"Let's talk about these things slowly, you go to the team to report first, you just joined the team, you need to do a lot of things." Riley coughed awkwardly and diverted the subject.

Wang Cannon doesn't talk nonsense, since people look down on him, what do he have to say?

Shaking his fat body, Wang Dacang walked out of the general manager's office without looking back.

"Grass! When the master becomes famous in nBa in the future, you kneel down and beg me, and I won't come! ”

Wang Cannon has always been this character, small-bellied chicken intestines are calculating, many people will say that he is careful and has no city, but Wang Cannon always scoffs, and still goes his own way. Wang Dacang has always thought that I am me, if I change myself casually because of other people's remarks, it will inevitably be too tiring to live, Wang Dacang has never thought that he is living for those who look at him.

was a little angry in the general manager's office, but Wang Cannon, who ran to the team to report, was warmly welcomed by him.

Spoelstra now regards Wang Cannon as a baby, the most precious baby in the entire team except for the Big Three, because this baby may be able to make up for the Heat's only shortcoming, rebounding!

Haslem also welcomes Wang Cannon very much, after all, Wang Cannon was pulled in by him, and with Wang Cannon, his pressure on the inside line will be reduced a lot.

The Big Three did not say anything about Wang Cannon's arrival, on the contrary, they also welcomed Wang Cannon.

For Wade and James, they see the defensive ability that Wang Cannon showed yesterday, and if they meet those players who are as good as them in the future, wouldn't they be happy to let Wang Cannon defend them? For Bosh, he has never liked the dirty and bitter work of grabbing rebounds and defending inside, Wang Cannon is obviously that kind of blue-collar worker, and in the future, Wang Cannon will do dirty work, and Bosh will be much easier, and he can free up more energy to focus on defense, why not?

The others, the three big guys of the Big Three haven't spoken yet, what do others dare to say? Besides, most of the main forces of the Heat are on the outside, and Wang Cannon, who is obviously on the inside, has no direct conflict of interest with them, and there is no need to make enemies.

Therefore, Wang Cannon's meeting in the team seemed to be smooth sailing, and they were all happy smiles, which made Wang Cannon a little surprised.

"I usually read competitive novels, and a lot of soy sauce people who don't have the eyes to see it have to come out to rub the sharpness of the protagonist, why can't I meet any of them? Could it be that my aura is too strong to scare them away? Wang Cannon thought to himself a little strangely.

When he came to report to the team, the first thing he did was to choose a jersey number.

Jersey numbers are a very important thing for any player, and some people's numbers will not change for the rest of their lives, and they will be used as a symbol of their spirit and status after retirement, such as Jordan's number 23. There are also people who often change their numbers frequently to show their unique personality, such as Artest.

Regardless, choosing a good number is crucial.

Wang Cannon didn't know what number he should choose, but he felt that he needed to choose a double-digit number, because his body was too wide, and the single-digit number didn't look good at all on his back.

"Number 88 seems like a good choice." Wang Dacang touched his chin and thought, "The homophony of 88 is also very good, which is quite in line with China's beauty, but isn't such a number a bit vulgar?" ”

"Do you still know vulgarity?" The system accosted me with some disdain: "I thought you would definitely take it for granted." ”

"Damn! Don't insult my beauty! Wang Cannon leaned on a sentence, and then thought about it again, the more troublesome he felt. I rub! Do I have difficulty choosing? Is it so much trouble to choose a jersey number? ”

"If you are troublesome, you won't choose it!" Wang Dacang simply closed his eyes, casually thought about subtracting two three-digit numbers, and prepared to take the final result as his own number.

"Have you figured out that number as your number? I'm going to bake you on a jersey if you've got it. The staff urged from the side.

"52o minus 482, and the result is what it is." Wang Dacang said while still proud, thinking that his method is very smart, and Wang Dacang, who has difficulty in choosing, will deal with any problem with difficult choices.

The staff looked at Wang Cannon with a sick look, then nodded and said, "52o minus 482, yes, I understand, your figure has been measured, and you will soon be able to make your team uniform." ”

I have to admire that the efficiency of doing things in the United States is still much higher than that in China.

Wang Dacang thought about it with satisfaction, and suddenly thought of a question, "Wait, how much is 52o minus 482?" ”

A few seconds later, the reacting Wang Cannon screamed and rushed to the room he had just measured, but it was empty.

"Holy! 38 Ah! It's 38! Any number is fine, but it is 38 for Mao? Wang Cannon was extremely depressed, "No! Be sure to find him to change it back! ”

When Wang Dacang found the staff, the staff said that the number had been reported to the company responsible for clothing manufacturing.

"Can't you change it back?" Wang Cannon asked desperately.

"Of course not, this kind of thing is produced through the guò layer by layer industrial chain, and if you want to turn back to the number now, there are too many processes that need to be involved." The staff said helplessly: "Why didn't you think about it just now?" ”

"It's over!" Wang Cannon was speechless, this is over, No. 38, this is definitely one of the biggest stains on Wang Cannon's career!

In fact, Wang Dacang didn't know, it was very simple to change the number, and it would be done with a phone call, but the staff thought that Wang Dacang was making fun of him, and who knew when this guy with only a 1o day short-term contract would get out, was it necessary to call again to modify the number for such a person?

As a result, Wang Cannon has such a very painful jersey number. Number 38.

"It's okay, No. 38 is not a particularly ugly number, think about it carefully, it seems that Pippen also wore the No. 38 jersey when he was in the rocket, besides, I am also paying tribute to the majority of women comrades!" Wang Cannon said comforting himself.

A few minutes later.

"Sure enough! Be sure to swap this number out after a while! ”

System: ""

Wang Cannon joined the Heat team, which did not attract anyone's attention, and the official website of the Heat only published the news of cutting a player and adding a new player in a small corner.

Even if someone shows up, they won't pay too much attention. Maybe after 1o days, or even less than 1o days, this player will roll up and get out.

Anyway, Wang Cannon finally completed the two tasks, obtained the right to temporarily live and joined the nBa, so that the 4o points of the mission reward finally got him in his hands as promised.

Wang Cannon burst into tears with excitement, he finally had money, it was really not easy.

"But then again, how should I get this money?" Wang Cannon suddenly thought of a question and couldn't help but ask about the system.

"It's easy." The system's answers were concise and straightforward. "You need a bank card first, and then the system interface selects to convert coins, and the score will be automatically converted into a deposit in the card, which is reasonable and legal, and will not attract anyone's attention."

"Damn!" Wang Cannon reacted, "You mean to say, this thing still needs to be stuck?" So what if I don't have a card? ”

"What do I care about you?" The system's answer once again brought tears to Wang's eyes.

"Holy! Daddy, you! ”