Chapter 9: Where Did the Coach Go?

(Note: When Jiangsu Nangang introduced foreign aid, foreigners trained and coaxed, Hu Weidong stood "off the field" in his coat, and came to five shots and five hits, and the guys in Fanbang were honest all of a sudden, and they couldn't be convinced.) )

Wang Xiaomu's departure was too hasty, like a wounded wild dog, and he disappeared into the grass all of a sudden.

Gao Yuanyuan walked around Madison Square Garden for half an hour without looking for anyone, so she had no choice but to hurry to find the general manager Donnie Walsh, who had a gurgling stomach and hadn't even eaten breakfast. The tall beauty has already gritted her teeth and made up her mind, even if Wang Xiaomu runs away, she must also have a mixed lunch!

And what is Wang Xiaomu, who is remembered, worshipped, and slandered by others at the moment? As soon as he went out, he hurriedly turned on his body with stealth techniques, slapped all the acceleration spirit runes on his body, and hurriedly searched around for secluded corners. Unexpectedly, the cultivation bottleneck that had been stuck for more than four years broke through at this moment.

It's finally time to cultivate! Grandma's, can be regarded as turning over and becoming the master! Feeling his beating heart, Wang Xiaomu was also excited. According to the order of the cultivation stage, I have finally been promoted from kindergarten to first grade.

If you ask what the difference is, it's a big difference, first grade, it means that you are already a student! If the Immortal Cultivator also has a Ministry of Education, this is equivalent to a registered person. It's kind of an entry. Of course, it doesn't matter if you graduate from primary school or not.

Wang Xiaomu felt that he was hot, he didn't dare to think about it at this time, and it was not the time to be happy, so he had to hurry up to consolidate his state. Not to mention, there is a building under construction nearby, and the outside of the building is wrapped in colorful advertising cloths. It didn't take much effort to break through the iron shoes and find nowhere to get them, Wang Xiaomu went directly to the building and climbed more than 50 floors along the stairs. At the moment when he was settled, a thought seemed to flash through him? Is there something going on here at night?

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Here, the treatment that the head coach of the Knicks should be is obviously much better than Gao Yuanyuan imagined.

When she found Donnie Walsh, Walsh happened to be looking for her as well.

"Miss Jenny, are you just his translator, or are you both an assistant and an agent?" Donnie Walsh has a good eye and has long seen through this dog man and woman. (Oh, is that the right word?) )

"Just like you say." Gao Yuanyuan's beautiful eyes are shining, and his smile is directly 5 pluses! That's the rhythm of payroll!

"Oh, according to the contract we signed, Mr. Wang Xiaomu's annual salary is $8 million in the first year and $10 million in the second year. His weekly salary this year is $150,000. We need a personal account in Mr. Wang Xiaomu's name to transfer money to him. There are also company regulations that the head coach has an office and a modest lounge at the home stadium, which is Madison Square Garden, and if he needs a working meal, the van Lanke restaurant in the square is the company's property, and Mr. Wang can sign the bill directly within 100 dollars, and the company will reimburse him. Donnie Walsh pushed his glasses and handed Gao Yuanyuan two keys.

That's great! The tall beauty almost wanted to hug the old man in front of her and kiss it. Although I can't get the money for the time being, at least the place to live has been solved, and I don't have to sleep in the open like I did last night.

"Also, I don't know if Miss Julie is inconvenient to put it at noon, I want to treat you to a light meal!" After confirming that Jenny Jolie is not only a translator, Donnie Walsh also has an active mind, not to have something to do with this girl who is about the same age as his granddaughter, but to see if he can find out some real secrets from the mouths of young people.

"It is a great honor, dear Mr. Walsh." Gao Yuanyuan felt that today was simply the day of his character explosion, and he almost won the lottery directly.

Of course, useful time flies, and when the clock reaches 70 minutes before the start of the game, Gao Yuanyuan is a bit like sitting on pins and needles.

"Miss Julie, I ask you for the fifth time. Where did Coach Wang Xiaomu go? "Knicks assistant coach Woodson got a little.

Originally, he was already very depressed when he hit the gold halfway, but he didn't expect that this mysterious coach was best at slipping numbers. If he hadn't thought about knowing the secret of the thirteen consecutive ultra-long throws, he would have gone home and skipped work!

"Mr. Woodson, please be patient. Coach Wang Xiaomu has some personal matters to deal with, and you know he's just been in the U.S. for a short time. It takes a little bit of getting used to. Gao Yuanyuan's heart is lower than Woodson's, but she is smart and wants to trap Woodson first, at least keep an eye on today's game! Or let her be a translator and command? Could it be that this Wang Xiaomu has also become Zhuge Liang in the Romance of the Three Kingdoms, and can give tips? I haven't seen any text messages asking for leave or slipping the number!

In fact, Gao Meinu was also crazy, she forgot that Wang Xiaomu didn't have a phone at all, and she didn't even have an alarm clock.

At this time, many media reporters and TV broadcasts have already begun to prepare. James Dolan's American cable television has been erecting long guns, short cannons and pan-tilts since an hour ago. The New York Knicks' games have always been without box office, on the one hand, it is related to the high consumption in New York, and on the other hand, it is related to James Dolan's work in the media industry. In this 66-round castration season, there are still as many as 25 national live broadcasts. And today's game, due to the Knicks president James Dolan's distraction again, attracted two of the four major broadcasters, ESPN and TNT, although the two came for different purposes, but they are still more objective,

The other two NBATV and ABC Sports also sent their own teams. According to their boss, the worst memories of the Knicks must be brought back! Let James Dolan pay for his stupidity.

"Friends in front of the TV, the New York Knicks will face the Detroit Pistons in today's game, and according to pre-game information, Carmelo Anthony, who missed two games due to injury, will return." Dolan Holdings' New York Sports Station cut the signal to the studio more than an hour in advance, and today in addition to their number one commentator, they also paid heavily for Knicks pride Patrick Ewing to be the on-site commentator.

Ewing, nicknamed "Gorilla", is recognized by NBA fans as the uncrowned king of Karl Malone and Payton, 11 All-Stars in 17 NBA seasons, a member of the '92 Dream Team, and even a politically gifted man who was elected president of the NBA Players' Union in '97. In that era, he was pretty much the only interior player who could compete with Olajuwon.

"Patrick, how does it feel to be back in Madison?" Partnering with Ewing is George, the ace broadcaster of New York Sports Television, who is ready to get acquainted with Ewing first when the show just starts. The narrator also needs to warm up, otherwise everyone has just turned on the elevator. Wouldn't he become a great immortal of the world?

Suddenly, there was a bang in the New York neighborhood, and some slight tremors were felt throughout the stadium.

"Oh, don't panic, this is a building in the Bronx neighborhood that is being demolished. The city government sent a notice a long time ago. George apparently received a notice from his colleague and signaled his comrades beside him not to get excited, it looked like the headphones in Ewing's hand were about to be crushed by the gorilla!

"Oh, back to this game, Anthony missed the previous two games due to three injuries to his right ankle, left wrist and right fingers." George winked at Ewing.

"Oh, and on Jan. 14, he missed the game against the Oklahoma City Thunder with an ankle injury." George's eyebrows squeezed again.

"Oh, this season, Anthony can average 23.6 points, 6.9 rebounds, 4.3 assists per game and is the team's main offensive point." George squeezed desperately.

"Oh, poor Knicks have not been in good form lately, winning just one of their last 10 games." Poor George's eyebrows were almost squeezed out, but Ewing still didn't say a word, could it be that he was frightened by the explosion just now?

George had no choice but to gesture in front of the gorilla with his hand and motioned for Ewing to say a few words as well.

Ewing grabbed him by the hand and held out his other stout arm, motioning for George to look in that direction.

Sure enough, on the side of the gymnasium, it was our Wang Xiaomu Sect Leader, who was covered in dirt at the moment, and the whole person seemed to have just been dug out of the ground, and even the coughing air was like a cloud of haze, and from a distance, it was simply a fire-breathing dinosaur.

Don't say it, the place where Wang Xiaomu appeared was the broadcast seat of the basketball stadium, and most of the broadcasters had not yet taken up their posts. The two of them watched Wang Xiaomu go from appearing, to shaking the soil, from the appearance of an Indian wizard to a Chinese with a very unclear resolution, and then walked straight to them, and asked in very, very illegible but vaguely recognizable English: "Guys, where is the locker room for the Knicks players?" ”