Let's talk about the plot, there are only the first five chapters of the plot about the NBA, the main thing is to complete the task to open the lottery, and the brothers who don't like it can jump to the next world.

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'Hua Twelve' seemed to be in endless darkness, and I don't know how long it had been, and suddenly a little light appeared in the distance like a morning star.

As the light appeared, the darkness quickly receded.

Then, the light quickly receded from the darkness, and brilliant light and shadow, and noisy sounds, came one after another.

The cheers around him, as well as the sound of taking pictures with the shutter pressed in a crackling voice, finally made the newly awakened thoughts of 'Hua Twelve' finally work.

When he saw everything around him, he was immediately a little dumbfounded: "What did I see, Corvo?" It's still the old Corvo of his youth, Fisher ......"

"Huh...... Why are they so short! ”

Just as Hua Twelve wondered if he was dreaming, he felt as if something was wrong in his hand, as if he was grasping a spherical object.

Is it basketball? Contacting the environment of the surrounding court, the first thing that came to mind of 'Hua Twelve' was this, but it shouldn't be, how could it be so small.

When I looked down, I saw a basketball in the palm of a pair of huge dark-skinned hands, but the basketball looked like a shrunken children's toy basketball compared to the giant hands that wrapped it.

"Is this a dream?"

Before 'Hua Twelve' could figure out the situation, he heard a 'beep', looked up, and saw a white referee put down the whistle, signaling that the serve was overtime, and the opponent served.

"Hey, Shaq, you're fine, right?"

A middle-aged man with glasses and a suit asked loudly from the sidelines.

This person shouted in English, and the strange thing is that his English scores have never been good, and Hua Twelve, who has never been abroad, can hear it clearly and effortlessly.

Hua Twelve recognized at a glance that the middle-aged man who shouted at him turned out to be the famous NBA champion coach, Zen master 'Phil Jackson', but the one in front of him was much younger than he remembered.

'Hua Twelve' is a pseudo-fan.

Pseudo-fans are the kind of fans who only look at their favorite star games, 'Hua Twelve' is this kind, Joe's Bulls, OK's Lakers, are his favorite teams, and 'Zen Master' happens to be the head coach of Joe's gang and OK at the peak of their combination.

So even if 'Hua Twelve' is just a pseudo-fan, it doesn't affect his familiarity with the 'Zen master'.

'Hua Twelve''s mind is a little messy, what does the Zen master call me, Shaq? Isn't that the name 'O'Neill'?

Wait a minute.....

'Hua Twelve' looked down at his big black palms again, could it be ......, he remembered a possibility, when he threw the basketball to the referee who kept signaling him to hand over the ball, and then turned around and ran towards the player's tunnel.

"Hey, Shaq, what are you doing?"

The Zen master looked confused, and so did the players on both sides of the field.

"I'll go to the bathroom!"

'Hua Twelve' shouted without looking back, and as soon as the words came out, he realized that he was also speaking English, and he was very fluent, and he couldn't help but speed up a few points.

In the stands on both sides of the players' tunnel, some fans cheered for 'Hua Twelve': "Shaq, I love you......"

But, more boos and ridicule:

"Big Diesel, you must be afraid of our Sir Ba and Big Dream, and our strongest rookie Steve, haha......"

At the moment when 'Hua Twelve' rushed into the player's tunnel, the voice of the Zen master asking for a substitution came from behind him.

At this time, the commentators on the field also figured out the reason why the 'big shark' was in a hurry to leave, and they were laughing and teasing that 'O'Neal' must be suffocated, otherwise they wouldn't have just thrown the game and rushed to the bathroom.

In the players' tunnel, 'Hua Twelve' randomly found a staff member and asked where the bathroom was, and then rushed in as quickly as possible and locked the door.

Standing in front of the mirror of the sink, looking at the dark and tall figure inside, 'Hua Twelve' finally proved that he had indeed crossed into the body of the NBA's No. 1 center 'Big Shark'.

"Shaq O'Neill? I literally crossed into a big shark......"

'Hua Twelve' patted his head vigorously: "How can this be?" I must be dreaming! ”

But with his vigorous slapping of his head and the movement of his slapping of his head, many memories came flooding back, reminding 'Hua Twelve' of what had happened before.

In his memory, his mother introduced him to a blind date, today is the day he went on a blind date, and after meeting, he found that the woman was surprisingly excellent, beautiful, intellectual, gentle, generous, and almost all the beautiful words that praise young women can be found in each other.

Although 'Hua Twelve' himself is not bad, but with the other party's conditions, it is obviously not something that he, a young man who has just left school and has just worked for more than a year, can match.

In fact, after meeting in a high-end café, although there is no traditional blind date in the novel, the woman directly stated that she had just returned from studying abroad, focused on her career, and did not want to find a boyfriend so soon.

It's to cope with my parents that I have this blind date.

The woman apologized very sincerely, and 'Hua Twelve' could only generously say that it didn't matter, saying that in fact, she didn't want to find a girlfriend so early, and it was also to cope with the family.

The meeting ended in a harmonious atmosphere, after a cup of coffee, both parties paid their bills in the form of AA, and then went out together, after a friendly goodbye, one to the left and the other to the right.

It was supposed to be separated like this, and the two had nothing to do with each other ever since, but at this moment, a sedan suddenly lost control on the street, accompanied by the screams of nearby pedestrians and the screeching sound of brakes, and rushed straight to the sidewalk, and was crashing into a passing child.

'Hua Twelve' didn't think much about it at the time, and subconsciously rushed forward with an arrow step, and was about to jump away as soon as he hugged the child, but before he could jump, he felt a shock all over his body, and the whole person flew up, and then a sharp pain hit.

Then it seemed to hit something hard, and then it was dark in front of me, and I didn't know anything.

Now looking at the big black man of more than two meters in the mirror, 'Hua Twelve' couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart, could it be that he crossed over after being hit by a car because of sacrificing himself to save others.

When he used to read novels, he really had the dream of crossing over, but it was coming.....

If the Xianxia world can live forever, it would be okay, but this time travel more than 20 years ago, became a 'big shark' playing basketball, so what else can there be besides becoming a superstar, or using the advantages of the traverser to gain insight into opportunities, and become the richest man in the world, bubble beauty star or something? What else can you do......

"Ahem", 'Hua Twelve' felt that he was thinking too much Versailles.

In fact, it doesn't matter if he crosses, the key is that he is the only child in the family, and he can't rest assured that his parents at home, and secondly, O'Neill's appearance does not meet his aesthetics.

What's more, according to the ex-wife of 'Big Shark', Ao Fat seems to be a little unsatisfactory.....

Thinking of this, Hua Twelve hurriedly opened his trouser belt and looked at ......, cough..., okay, this is not the point, or reluctance to family is the key.

For a while, the heart of 'Hua Twelve' was mixed, with mixed tastes, and it seemed that it was really not ...... Well, again, that's not the point.

'Ding'

"Trial Mission Opening ......"

'Hua Twelve' was stunned at first, and then overjoyed, I rely on, Goldfinger!