After the game against the Lakers, Yu Fei was invited to Paris Hilton's party.

This was not what Yu Fei wanted, but this was the second time that the hostess of the party had sent out an invitation.

For Paris, it didn't matter if Yu Fei didn't show up, because there were dozens of people at the party who gave her stinky feet.

But Yu Fei promised to go to the party, which was very important to her.

There is no shortage of Hollywood starlets, nor the second generation of businessmen and the second generation of officials, but what they have in common is that they are not famous, or in other words, they have not proven their ability, and they are just the second ancestors of a group of losers.

Yu Fei is different, he is already a top five player in the NBA at a young age, let alone an Asian face in the four major sports leagues in North America.

Asian-American identities are rarer than NBA star identities.

Who has ever seen a tall Malaysian basketball star who is still handsome?

Will his body be different from other Asians, and more directly, his indescribable is not.

The party itself was no different from any other party Yu Fei had attended, and he had come here for the sole purpose of expanding his social circle, but he didn't feel that he and Paris Hilton, the bad woman, had a common language.

Seriously, Yu Fei didn't know if there were young people in the world who shared a common language with Paris.

She grew up in one of the most comfortable mansions in the Beverly Hills, her mother was an actress, her father gave her a net worth that she could never spend her life, and every birthday, her parents would invite rich and celebrity to her birthday party. And those big names who attend birthdays, everyone affectionately calls her "star".

Yu Fei won it desperately, and she only needs to be coquettish to get it.

"Fry, do you think I'm the pretentious and obnoxious Bichi?"

But Yu Fei was wrong, he had a good chat with Paris, a talkative young lady.

"No, I don't think so." Yu Fei shook his head.

"Lie! If you didn't think so, you wouldn't have turned down my invitation in the first place! Paris said disapprerovingly, "Actually, you men are the biggest Bichi!" Everywhere I went, there were a bunch of men who flattered me like dogs, but I knew they were just a bunch of predators who disguised themselves as dogs, and I knew what they wanted out of me! ”

For example, Ling's squeezing tape?

"What do they want from you?" Yu Fei asked.

"I don't care! I just need them to follow me like dogs! Paris said triumphantly, "And then let the paparazzi take a lot of pictures, that's the value of their existence!" ”

Yu Fei believes that as an heir who will inherit a multibillion-dollar net worth in the future, Paris's parents will definitely want to see her on the financial pages of the New York Times.

But what she did was to keep appearing on the gossip pages of the New York Times.

In the second half of the party, Yu Fei chose to leave.

Although Paris hinted that he said that "the second half of the show is more exciting", Yu Fei flashed on the grounds that "I have to catch a plane tomorrow".

It was equivalent to flying back to the hotel where the team was staying, and Lawson and Clark had not even rested.

"Fry, you made me lose $100!" Clark looked at Yu Fei with resentment.

Yu Fei asked strangely, "What's wrong with me?" ”

Lawson explained what had happened, and it turned out that the two of them had made a bet on flying to Paris Hilton's party.

Clark thinks that Yu Fei will get drunk in Gentle Township and will not come back tonight.

And Lawson firmly believes that Yu Fei will return.

"You guys are really boring," Yu Fei asked, "Do you have anything to eat?" ”

Clark was surprised and said, "Nothing to eat at the party?" ”

"Yes, but I'm not sure there's anything unclean in there."

So, Clark went to the front desk and asked them to help with the order.

Lawson asked, "How?" What does a videotape princess mean to you? ”

"She said she had eaten a lot of sausages, but she didn't know if Asian sausages were good or not." Yu Fei joked.

Lawson was shocked: "OMG, is this Bichi so direct?" What do you say? ”

"I didn't say anything, I just came back."

"Enough men!" Lawson said admiringly, "You are really still the Da Fei in my impression, and that Bichi is not your dish at all!" ”

In fact, Yu Fei didn't want Lawson to call Paris "Bichi", but it was not easy to correct him for a while.

That's it, anyway, these two people don't have a chance to meet, if they do, then Lawson is not mentally retarded, behind Bichi, face to face lady, he understands.

The next day, Yu Fei came to the team bus on time and prepared to go to the airport to return to the away team.

From this point of view, he didn't lie to Paris Hilton, he was indeed going to catch a plane.

It's just that Yu Fei never expected that he went to the Paris Hilton party last night and was photographed by the paparazzi.

Although they couldn't take pictures of the party, they captured the moment when Yu Fei entered the party club.

Since the paparazzi photographed him entering, they must have also photographed him leaving, why don't you release the photos together?

"Fry, did you really go to that woman's party?" Mason's eyes widened in disbelief.

Yu Fei did not deny it: "Sort of." ”

"Exciting, isn't it?" Mason gave a silver bullet expression.

"It's not what you think it is!" Yu Fei snorted, "Don't worry about my business, what are you doing so much gossip!" ”

Mason said angrily, "I'm afraid that there will be a video of you and that Bichi on the market in the future. If this happens, you'll be ruined brother! ”

For celebrities, especially male celebrities, even if this kind of thing does leak, it is very difficult to lose their reputation, because it is possible for the bird to become a laughing stock because it is too small to see.

But Yu Fei still had confidence in his self-control and the Sea Dragon King under his service.

Not to mention that he is not interested in Paris Hilton, he is interested, and the dog woman even recorded a video, even like Edison Chen, because of a technical mistake that caused the video to be revealed to the world, his Sea Dragon King is not afraid to meet people.

After the personnel arrived, the team bus officially rushed to the airport.

The bus was quiet again.

Every time he plays in Los Angeles, Yu Fei will feel the richness of the local nightlife.

Even if he doesn't go to Paris Hilton's party last night, there are plenty of things to do as a post-game pastime.

For many people, NBA life is synonymous with parties, celebrities, and luxury cars.

This is true for those who play in big cities like Los Angeles and New York.

But if it's playing in a place like Milwaukee, it's a lot more monotonous.

Hotel, training. Hotel, training. That's it.

Popovich's so-called "players who just train on time, play well, and go home and sleep honestly" actually apply to all players who play in small cities.

It's just that the experience is a little worse in a place like Milwaukee.

In the words of Ray Allen, they sometimes don't experience what it's like to be an NBA player in Milwaukee.

Even though the Bucks won the championship last season and are still at the top this season, with their home arenas full, there is still a cold reality underneath these flashy shells: Milwaukee and even Wisconsin are still ruled by the Green Bay Packers.

The Bucks' influence is limited to Milwaukee home, and on the road, they don't have a fan group like Milwaukee Nation to cheer them on.

This is also the reason why Yu Fei's team and Reebok's people have been openly and secretly saying that Milwaukee is not Yu Fei's final destination.

However, Yu Fei had no intention of thinking about these long-term things.

He just wants to win another championship while the team is competitive.

After a while, Yu Fei and his teammates boarded the team's special plane.

Yu Fei chose to sit next to Lightner's seat.

Across from them, Sprewell was reading a magazine introducing luxury cars.

"Spree, you're not going to buy another car, are you?" Leitner asked.

Sprewell nodded, "That's exactly what I mean." ”

"Didn't anyone tell you that you only have a pair of legs and a pair of hands, and you can't drive a hundred cars."

"Not so much." Sprewell laughed, "This is only my twentieth car." ”

Yu Fei couldn't help but say: "Dare to ask how much insurance premiums you pay for these cars a year?" ”

"Real men don't read bills, Fry." Sprewell said confidently, "I know I've got money, who cares about the rest!?" ”

"Make some investments, old thing." Yu Fei said kindly, "You have to learn to take care of your own money." ”

Sprewell declined Yu Fei's kindness like a two-hundred-five: "Da Fei, neither my wife nor you can tell me how to use my money." ”

Yu Fei gave him a blank look.

He wouldn't be surprised if Sprewell went bankrupt in the future.

Yu Fei immediately looked at Lightner, "Chris, are you interested in investing in a Chinese wine with me to ensure that you make money." ”

Unfortunately, Lightner also refused.

These shallow-eyed fools seem to have lost their fortunes.

Yu Fei was too lazy to play the piano to the cow again, put on the headphones, and closed his eyes.

Yu Fei made up for sleep on the plane, and when the plane landed at the airport, some of his teammates left first, and the other part of his teammates took the bus back to the training hall with Yu Fei.

However, the bus suffered a breakdown on the road, causing the players, coaches and staff on the bus to find transportation on the spot.

Yu Fei saw his super poster on the side of the road, "Rey-ray, why can't I find your poster?" ”

Ray Alenza said, "Because you have bad eyes." ”

The Bucks' number one and number two players wandered around the road for a while, and finally met a kind couple who were willing to piggyback on them.

Why do they say they are kind? They didn't even ask about the identities of Yu Fei and Ray Allen, they just asked about the destination.

Ironically, both Yu Fei and Ray Allen thought they were recognized, until the man driving asked, "You guys are so tall, you must play basketball, right?" ”

"Of course."

"Are you from Marquette University?"

Yu Fei pointed at Ray Allen, "I'll forget it, do you think he looks like a college student?" ”

"Isn't it?"

Ray Allen explained: "We are Bucks players. ”

"Really? That's good. ”

(End of chapter)