The next morning, after breakfast, I picked up my basketball and opened the door to get ready for my daily walk, and by the way, I got acquainted with the ball.

I was stunned as the crowd of reporters outside the door sprinted their spears at me.

"Mr. Kwame Brown, what did you say to Vlad Divac in yesterday's game?"

"Mr. Kwame Brown, is it true or false that Divac said that you scolded him for being gay?"

"Mr. Brown, yesterday the Wizards had a post-game celebration at the Beston striptease club, and when you left, your teammates were accompanied by a female companion, and you were the only one who drove home alone, does this mean that you don't like women, you like men?"

"Mr. Brown, what do you think of Vlad Divac, do you think he will be your sweetheart?"

"Mr. Brown, what type of lover should you be?"

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All the reporters were squeezing forward, all the microphones were handed to my mouth, the flashes were flashing vigorously, the reporters were not waiting for me to answer any questions, one question after another, it was terrible! I wanted to know what was going on, but no one told me, they were just asking questions, trying to get what they expected from my mouth.

I quickly closed the door. Pressing my back against the gate, the hustle and bustle of the outer gate was so terrible that it seemed that all the reporters wanted to eat me before they stopped.

"David, come to my house, I'm stuck at home by reporters?" I quickly called my agent, David Hunter.

"What? What's going on? David Hunter's voice was full of surprise.

"I don't know, they say they're always talking about homosexuality or something. I don't know," I replied.

"Okay, I see, Kwame, you hear me clearly, don't be interviewed by any media when I'm not there, don't say anything to any reporter, I'll be there in a moment, understand!" David Hunter said with a stern face.

"Understood! Hurry up! ”

"Mr. Collins? I'm Kwame Brown! I was blocked at home by reporters, I don't know what happened... Okay, I'm not going anywhere, I'm at home. ”

"Michael, I'm stuck at home by reporters, I don't know what's going on, okay, I'll wait for you."

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When people are helpless, they always ask for help from all those who can help them, and I called n again and again, and they gave me the same answer: stay at home, don't accept any media interviews for the time being, and keep silent.

I sat inside the door, leaning back and feeling the noise outside, I didn't know what I had done, I didn't know what I was supposed to do, I was scared, the noise outside the door made me feel very frightened, tears flowed down my cheeks involuntarily. I am a person who lives at the bottom of the society, a security guard in a small securities company, goes to work on time every day, gets off work on time, no microphone, no magnesium light, but my life is very stable and comfortable, although I always dream that I can win 5oo one day. But now God has played a big joke and suddenly made me stand in the center of the stage, and every qiē in my life has been magnified n times with a magnifying glass. I was terrified, I was very uncomfortable.

I don't know how long it took, but just as I was about to break down, I finally heard David Hunt's voice.

"Ladies and gentlemen, please give way, in response to your questions, in two hours, Kwame Brown will be here for a special press conference, don't crowd, let one go, let one go..."

Finally arrived, I let out a long breath, finally came, this moment, David Hunter was the most important person in my life, my great savior, I was saved.

I wiped away my tears, opened the door quickly, brought David Hunter in, and shut out the reporters who were trying to squeeze in.

Michael Jordan, Doug Collins, George Grant, Pete Johnson, Gary Fox and others continued to arrive.

Finally know what's going on.

The words I said to Vlad Divac yesterday were "Are you still hardened?" fu*kyou" misunderstood Vlad Divac, who interpreted it as me calling him a homosexual. After yesterday's game, the Kings rushed back to Sacramento overnight, and at the Sacramento airport, he expressed his anger at reporters, and at the same time, under the guidance of reporters, he said that I was a gay little love.

In addition, when we were in Beston last night, we were secretly photographed by reporters, and now there are only two people in the team, Jordan and I, who did not leave with a female companion. Together, the major newspapers except Washington Sports have defined me: I'm a gay little love.

Yes, it's breaking news, it's not realistic, but it's eye-catching. My self-cleanliness has become a negative teaching material, and not messing with flowers in bars is the so-called evidence.

Oh, my God! This crazy NBA.

David Hunter and Michael Jordan designed two full pages of scripted lines for me to cope with the upcoming press conference, and as I looked at those lines, I had to admire the greatness and shamelessness of both men.

Reporter: "What did you say to Vlad Divac yesterday that made Divac so furious?" ”

Me: "Most of the players will say some trash talk in the game, they say these trash words are not deliberate, they are unconscious, after the game, they don't know what they said, I don't remember what I said yesterday, maybe I said a certain sentence that stung Vlad Divac, so he will be furious, but I am really unconscious, you must know that yesterday it was Vlad Divac who said trash talk first, he said a lot, it was hard to hear, I just unconsciously replied to him, he was like this, I feel very helpless and sorry for this. ”

Reporter: "Mr. Kwame Brown, is it true or false that Divac said that you scolded him for being gay?" ”

Me: "I don't know what I said yesterday, but I'm sure I didn't!" ”

Reporter: "Mr. Brown, yesterday the Wizards had a post-game celebration at the Beston striptease club, and your teammates were accompanied by a female companion when they left, so why are you and Jordan the only ones driving home alone?" ”

Me: "You know, Christian, they played here last year, they know a lot of fans here, they're very good friends, and Michael and I just came to Washington, and we basically don't know anyone other than our teammates, and they happened to meet their friends in Baston, and Michael and I had to go home alone. ”

It's shameless, but it's powerful, it's practical, and all the reporters are speechless.

Reporters came in full of hope and were about to leave disappointed, and no reporters raised their hands to ask questions. David Hunter was afraid of long nights and dreams, so he hurriedly announced the end of the press conference. But at this time, a sudden change occurred, and a female reporter wearing black glasses in a corner suddenly stood up and asked:

"Mr. Brown, are you sure you came home alone yesterday?"

David Hunter looked surprised, and he turned his head to look at me, as if he wondered if I had something unsavory not to tell him, and that he had not had enough time to deal with the problems that were coming.

The answer to this question was not on the draft, but I answered in the affirmative: "Yes, I drove home by car." ”

The reporter continued to ask unhurriedly: "Didn't anything happen on the road?" ”

Everyone was in a state of amazement, including me.

I looked up at David Hunt and wanted him to tell me how I should answer, and I wondered if what I was about to say was a trap. David Hunter shrugged his shoulders and said there was nothing I could do, so I could only bite the bullet and say:

"I don't know what you're talking about?"

"Our Washington Sports editor-in-chief, George Michelle, met you yesterday after work 1 kilometre from Gaithersburg, waiting for a red light." The dark glasses said unhurriedly.

It dawned on me that this was certainly not a trap, and I said:

"I'm very sorry, I didn't know that the person I met yesterday was Mr. George Michel, yesterday I did have a little trouble in that place, the traffic light was a little bit out of order, it was always red, I had no choice but to call the municipal service, and I went back home half an hour later after the signal light was repaired."

"What did you think at the time, why didn't you just drive over? After all, it's a traffic light that is malfunctioning, so it's not your fault even if you run a red light? ”

"Huh?"

It seems that an important reason why I did this yesterday was that I once saw such a report on the Internet: Americans will call the municipal government to repair the signal light when it is broken, and the red light will turn green after repair, while the Chinese will run directly regardless of whether the red light is red or not. In order not to embarrass the Chinese, I didn't run the red light. Could it be that this is just an example in the United States, and in the same situation as last night, they also went straight to it?

I touched the back of my head and said, "My teacher told me to stop at the red light, go at the green light, and go slowly at the yellow light, and I've been trying to do that." There is not a single teacher who does not tell sù under what circumstances a red light can be run. I think it's better for me not to break in, for the safety of my own life and the safety of others."

As soon as the words ended, a round of applause rang out, David Hunter smiled happily, Jordan laughed happily. The reporters were also laughing happily.

The sports news at noon, the front page of the newspaper the next morning, was all me, just because I was delayed for half an hour.

A few days later, my agent was approached by the Washington police and asked me to be the spokesperson for the Washington traffic police and make a set of traffic safety propaganda videos.

I'm famous.

Positive.

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