Chapter Fifty-Nine: The Loser Reporter

Li Chenglong's parents must have thought of their son Jackie Chan when they named him, but when he named himself in English, he thought of a famous international martial arts superstar in Hong Kong, so his name was Jack.

However, his life is not like his name, he has neither Jackie Chan nor fame. He was ordinary, even downcast. He is the frontline correspondent of the basketball former Guardian newspaper stationed in the United States to cover the NBA, but the coverage he has been able to get in the past year has been really lackluster.

He's so shy that he walks into a press conference or into a stadium with his press card, and when he faces the stars he wants to interview, he always can't say anything, and he can't even ask questions. Some good-natured football stars may joke with him. Those stars who didn't have a good personality just turned around and left.

Recently, he heard from a colleague in Houston that headquarters might transfer him back to interview the CBA. This made him feel a huge sense of crisis in an instant, he didn't want to return to China, his daughter and his wife were all in the United States.

Therefore, he mustered up the courage to come to Orlando to report on this year's rookies, and strive to win a layout that is unconventional, win the appreciation of the headquarters, and let him stay in the United States.

However, when he came to the outside of the Orlando training camp, he realized that it was not an open day for the media at all, and the press card in his hand did not allow him to enter the training hall, so he had to stay outside.

The great hope was rejected by the cold and impersonal words, Li Chenglong collapsed instantly, he was a seven-foot man who could no longer hold back his tears, he sat on the stairs next to him and cried.

He felt that he was very unlucky, that he was a good-for-nothing loser.

But just when he couldn't help crying, the sun in front of him was shrouded in a huge shadow, and he subconsciously raised his head and saw a tall man, who looked like a Chinese.

"You're... Chinese? The tall man asked, in Mandarin.

In a desperate foreign country, Li Chenglong heard the familiar language again, and tears suddenly gushed out again, and then he gave Xiao Sa a tight hug, and then cried.

Xiao Sao looked at the man who was holding himself and crying, and couldn't help but be a little flustered, and at the same time very disgusted. He quickly pushed him away, and then scolded loudly: "What are you crying about? What are you crying about? What can't you do, big man, you are yelling at chicken feathers? Shame on you, what a thing! ”

Xiao Sao scolded while wiping the tears on his chest, this guy had just put all the tears in his arms.

After drinking the smash, Li Chenglong finally stopped crying. He stared at Xiao Shao, looked at the training hall uniform that Xiao Xiao was wearing, and then exclaimed: "Are you a member of the training camp?" Are you a rookie this year? Are you Chinese? ”

The man was startled and asked three questions in a row.

"Yes, yes, yes." Xiao Shi nodded three times in a row. If it weren't for the fact that everyone is Chinese, Xiao Xiao really didn't want to deal with this person, and this person's mental aspect seemed to have a little problem. I cried like a ghost all of a sudden, and I barked like a cat, not like a normal person.

Xiao Sa was suspecting that this person had a mental problem, and this person immediately proved Xiao Sa's conjecture with his actions. I saw him draw a cross on his chest all of a sudden, and suddenly put his hands together, and recited the sermon with one palm: "Thank God, thank the Buddha, thank you Sanqing!" ”

"Psychotic." Xiao Shi put down these words, turned around and was about to leave. Li Chenglong hurriedly caught up and grabbed Xiao Shao's hand: "Savior, savior, you must help me." ”

Savior? Help?

Xiao Shi frowned and looked back, he couldn't figure out what this neuropathy was trying to say.

Seeing Xiao Wan turn his head, his expression was obviously a little impatient. Li Chenglong hurriedly took out his press card and introduced himself: "I am a reporter, a reporter from the Basketball Defender newspaper stationed in the United States to cover the NBA. I'm about to be sent back to China because of my bad performance, and now only you can help me! ”

"Can I help you?" Xiao Shi pointed to himself and felt incredible: "How can I help you?" I don't know the boss of your newspaper. ”

"You can be interviewed by me. You're the only Chinese player to log in to the NBA this year, and as long as I can get your exclusive interview, I'm sure I'll be able to win headlines and get reused all of a sudden. If you go to the NBA in the future, I can even be your team reporter, so I don't have to worry about my performance anymore. Li Chenglong said very excitedly.

"You want to interview me?" Xiao Shi frowned, he felt incredible: "What do I have to interview?" ”

"You're so worthy of an interview, brother. There are 1.3 billion people in China, and you are the only one who participated in the draft this year, do you think you are worth an interview? Li Chenglong took Xiao Shao's hand and said excitedly: "Come on, let's go to the café next to you for a detailed interview, I want to vividly depict your legendary experience, I want you to become an instant hit in China, let everyone know that you are a basketball genius born out of nowhere!" ”

Xiao Shi heard this, thought about it, and he was very interested in the last two sentences. He also wants to be an instant hit in the whole of China, in fact, he wants to be an instant hit in Lianhuatun. He wanted his former neighbors, classmates and friends to see his current scenery, after all, brocade night walking was not his style.

So, he asked, "Do you have a large circulation of newspapers?" ”

"Great! Absolutely big! No. 1 in sales nationwide! ”

"Can you sell it to Lianhuatun?"

"Huh? Where? ”

"Forget it, I'll take your interview." Xiao was too lazy to tell the detailed geographical location of Lianhuatun, he thought to himself that it was good to be famous, as long as he could be seen by a classmate, all his classmates would know that he was developed in the United States, and then the whole Lianhuatun would know about it. Hehe, I didn't expect that I, the poorest and sour guy, could be in the United States!

The two came to the café next door, and as soon as they sat down, Li Chenglong couldn't wait to take out a voice recorder, ordered two cups of coffee, and hurriedly entered the interview program: "Can you tell me what your name is?" And the position where you hit. ”

"Chic. I'm playing as a shooting guard! ”

"Wow, the name has a lot of personality. And it's actually a shooting guard, which is the most scarce talent in China, and if you are selected, you will become the first Chinese shooting guard to be selected by the NBA. In front of you, only Hu Weidong was offered a short-term contract with the Mavericks, but he turned it down. Li Chenglong couldn't help but admire, and then he went on to ask: "Are you a local Chinese player or a Chinese player?" I don't think I've ever heard your name before. 、”

"I'm from China, from Lianhuatun, Liaodong."

"You're not a member of the Liaodong Youth Team, are you?"

"No, I don't have any basketball background in China, I practice basketball here in the United States. I came to the U.S. on a work visa this year, and after a period of training, myself, my friends, and my coach thought I was good enough to participate in this year's draft, so I came to participate. Xiao Sa saw that this person's interview level was average, so he simply poured beans into his bamboo tube and told his experience in one go.

"Can I know who your friend, your coach, is?" Li Chenglong hurriedly asked, he wanted to get an authoritative name from Xiao Swan's mouth, so that he could have credibility.

"My friend? My friends are UCLA players like Westbrook, Kevin Loew, Andrew, and their head coach, Mr. Ben Holland, thought I should give it a try. My coach was Mr. John Wooden. By the way, I also have a big brother, who is Byron Davis, and he says he's a great star, but I haven't confirmed it yet. Xiao Sao said very usually, he didn't think that these friends of his brother and coach had a big name, they were already familiar.

But Li Chenglong was so surprised that he couldn't believe his ears at all. Originally, he just wanted to get a little bit of popularity from Xiao Sha's mouth. Unexpectedly, as soon as Xiao opened his mouth, the lowest grade was this year's hot rookie Westbrook Kevin Loew. And then there are first-line stars like Byron Davis, and the most awesome thing is that his coach is actually John Wooden.

This endorsement lineup is simply a combination of super luxury pure celebrities.

Li Chenglong was surprised for a long time, and then asked with some surprise: "Are you a rich second generation?" ”

In Li Chenglong's view, being able to have so much energy to make so many big names become his friends, big brother and coach, must be the rich second generation, maybe it is still the third generation of red and the fourth generation.

"It's not." Xiao shook his head and replied very seriously: "I am an orphan, I came to the United States to earn more money, that's all."

Chic's answer made Li Chenglong completely incomprehensible, how could orphans get so many connections to support? Is there no power at all??

But on this issue, he can't go deep into the interview, after all, this is someone's private matter, if he doesn't ask well, people will slam the door directly, wouldn't he waste a good opportunity to turn over and make a good fortune.

He quickly changed the subject and continued to ask, "So, do you predict for yourself that you will be chosen?" ”

"Of course, I think my pick should be around the end of the first round." Xiao said modestly.

But Li Chenglong thinks this answer is too arrogant, a Chinese scoring guard wants to defeat so many competitors in the United States, where scoring masters are like clouds, to enter the first round? That's unrealistic, right?

He asked with some skepticism, "Do your coaches, your eldest brothers, and your friends think so too?" ”

"They think I might even be able to get into the lotto." Xiao Shi continued to answer plainly.

When Li Chenglong heard this, he was directly stunned... Westbrook, Byron Davis, John Wooden all think he'll be able to get into the lotto? Oh my God, what a genius this must be. If China had a shooting guard in the lotto zone, it would certainly not cause any less sensation than Yao Ming entering the Rockets as the champion. After all, the Swingman is the private domain of black Americans, and it is difficult for whites to get involved, but yellows can actually enter the lotto?

It's incredible!

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