For the NHA, it is a festival for both fans and players.

In the eyes of fans, being selected as an All-Star is a kind of honor and attention, at the top of the world, but for most players, participating in an All-Star is a torture, which is a bit like a wall, and people outside the wall are desperately trying to squeeze in. For example, Yi Jianlian, who was selected for the first time this year, Devin Harris, was very excited and had been waiting for the All-Star opening long ago.

For those who are more restrained in character like Duncan, Yao Ming, Nowitzki, it is a bit unhappy to participate in the All-Star. They have already made a fortune and don’t need the All-Stars to give them extra points. Participating in the All-Stars is not just about how they want. First, you have to play basketball in the most gorgeous and entertaining way in the game to entertain fans and make parents happy with food and clothing; second, they also have to participate in All-Star activities, and many charity activities are waiting for them, such as visiting orphans, donating money to slum schools, helping to check for leaks and flaws in the slums, etc. As for mowing lawns, walking dogs and cats, it is naturally even more indispensable.

Except for all-star rookies like O'Neal, such as Tianshengbao or Harris, Joe Johnson, others are extremely tired of these activities.

Chamberlain was very fun to participate in the All-Stars last year, especially his love dunk in the slam dunk competition, but it would be a bit boring to participate again this year. Others can take advantage of the All-Star weekend to go on vacation and leisure, but they can't do it. After a All-Star weekend, Chamberlain felt that he had to play five games less regular season games. Yes, he was just so tired.

The All-Star event was separated. At noon, Chamberlain, James, Wade, Iverson and others went to the Phoenix Food Bank to distribute food to the poor who came to eat.

Food bank, also known as food bank, is a charitable feature of Western countries. This institution has nothing to do with banks. It aims to reduce waste caused by overproduction. This institution originated in the United States and was later introduced to Europe through Canada.

There is a large gap between the rich and the poor in capitalist countries in Europe and the United States, so there is a contradiction between waste and hunger in society. This is what the Chinese say, "The wine and meat are smelly, and the road is frozen to death." Because there is no macro-control of the market economy, there is a waste caused by a large amount of overproduction capacity in European and American countries, such as those foods that are about to expire but cannot be sold in supermarkets, and a large amount of surplus agricultural products. Once these things are oversupply, it is troublesome to deal with, and requires a lot of manpower and financial resources.

Both the United States and the European Union have experienced a situation in history where tons of milk and butter have to be poured into the sea due to a large amount of agricultural products that cannot be handled.

But European and American countries are not paradise. Ironically, due to various social problems and injustice in distribution, there are many poor people who cannot drink milk and eat butter. Food banks are born to solve these problems. For some conscientious capitalists, instead of throwing away these surplus foods in vain or disposing of them in vain, they should collect them and distribute them for free to hungry street poor people, which not only reduces waste but also helps the poor.

There is no perfect government or country in the world. Switzerland and Sweden may be better. Most European and American countries are 50 steps away from the Celestial Empire anyway. For those who have no money, living anywhere will be painful. However, the social welfare in the US is indeed done well. At least the poor can get some benefits in person. Of course, the people of the Celestial Empire also have benefits, but you have to meet leaders and cameras. Note that both are indispensable.

The food bank in Phoenix is ​​quite large, and it is said that more than 40,000 people are taken care of every year, which is already quite impressive. On average, hundreds of people visit this food bank every day. Chamberlain and others changed into service clothes before lunch started and stood at the dining table. There were long queues outside, not only the vulnerable groups in society that needed assistance, but also a large number of fans.

The cheapest high-end ticket for All-Star tickets costs more than 280 US dollars, and as for the front-end tickets, they all cost tens of thousands of dollars. For most fans, especially young fans from ordinary families, they can't afford it, so they are willing to participate in these activities, giving them a chance to face-to-face with their idols.

Standing by the dining table, looking at the stacks of burgers, pizza, pasta, pancakes, chicken and buckets of coke, clear water, Chamberlain felt a special feeling. Not long ago, in early 207, he left home to work outside. Because of his lack of mobility, he often couldn't make money, so he had to go to the food bank. Now he came to the food bank again and came as a star, which made him feel like he was a different life.

Is what happened now true? Is this true? Is it a big star? Chamberlain asked himself in a daze, and was a little lost for a moment.

"Hey man, it's time to start." Iverson noticed that he was in a bad mood and kicked him, then leaned over and whispered, "I have experience. If you don't want to do this, you have to cook faster and get back early."

Chamberlain grinned. At this time, a down-and-out young man walked up to him. There were sweet corn and pasta on the plate in his hand. Chamberlain gave him a chicken leg. The young man had a shabby beard, his clothes were worn, and his face was filled with unconcealed fatigue. Seeing the chicken leg, he looked up and smiled at Chamberlain and said, "Thank you."

Chamberlain vaguely felt his shadow from this young man. He subconsciously gave him a hug, patted his back and said, "Brother, come on, God will bless you, there is no hurdle that cannot be overcome, you will embark on a path that you like and can feel dignity."

The young man looked at him in surprise. He knew that these charity activities of NHAR spoon were held every year, not only the NHA government, but also the sports league and celebrities. He always thought that this was just a publicity gimmick, but Chamberlain's sincere blessing moved him.

The young man nodded to Chamberlain gratefully, his eyes were a little red. He said in panic: "Thank you, thank you, man, thank you for your blessings, I will, I think that day will come."

Sometimes things are so wonderful. You have an inconspicuous little help, and sometimes it can change a person's life. When I came in to make a meal, the young man just wanted to fill his stomach, but he found that his harvest was not just some food, but also a sense of respect and trust. After saying goodbye to Chamberlain, the young man straightened his back. Before, he held the meal plate to fill his stomach, but now he held the meal plate to make himself live.

The impact of this incident was not unilateral. Chamberlain could feel the changes in the youth. His hug just now was subconscious. Then, whenever he passed by him, he would send blessings, instead of just putting food up like Harris and others lazy and simply putting food, punching, hugging, and shaking hands. Chamberlain would have a simple conversation with everyone passing by him, and would not be stingy with his sincere blessings.

"Is that boy?" Harris asked Wade beside him. Chamberlain's line was full of people, and his door was deserted.

Wade glanced at Chamberlain casually and shrugged, "Who knows? Maybe he wants to be God."

Iverson watched coldly, and the indifference of James, Wade and others made him shake his head. After hearing the latter's words, he said: "You are right, Dwyane will become the God on the court. I can guarantee that he will become God."

The others laughed and laughed; Iverson laughed, but sneered.

After the charity event, the stars gathered together. O'Neal was sweating heavily, and sweat flowed on his dark skin, shining.

"Have you gone to take a sauna?" Chamberlain asked.

O'Neal picked up a can of mineral water, 'gudong Gudong, poured it down, and drank two bottles of water in a row. He then breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Sweep a sauna? God, your imagination is so rich. Damn, I'm going to carry the cargo box. NH donated $500,000 to the slum of Phoenix to buy food, equipment and medicinal materials, and shit. I was assigned to carry the box."

"Are you the only one?" Iverson asked with a smile. Billups, Yao Ming, and Duncan walked onto the bus in a sweat. The three of them wailed and did not speak, and fell on the seat and lay on the corpse.

After drinking the water, O'Neal became energetic again. He found Chamberlain and said, "Hey, I have prepared a little gift this time. Are you interested in coming with me?"

"Why?" Chamberlain asked with interest, and he praised, "Shake, you are in good physical strength, Tim, Chauncey and Yao, they are all younger than you, but their physical strength is much worse than you."

O'Neal raised his arms proudly to make a superhuman position, and he said proudly: "Of course, boy, of course, you don't look at who I am. The big diesel engine is powerful."

Billups raised his head angrily and shouted: "Shake, you must not be shameless in life. We are all there to live steadily. Who is lazy and chatting with those fans and fucking singing?"

O'Neal shrugged, his face full of pride: "That's also part of the All-Star Weekend, and you're having fun with the people, right?"

Speaking of having fun with the people, he drove Billups away like a fly, he pulled Chamberlain and said, "I'm going to dance at the All-Star opening ceremony. Are you interested in coming with me?"

Chamberlain asked back, "Dancing, like the 2UU All-Star?"

When the 2UU All-Star Game opened, the starters from the East and West had a hot dance when they appeared. Relatively speaking, the East was more lively, while Yao Ming and Duncans couldn't let go of it.

O'Neal said disdainfully: "What's that? Mine is a mask dance, and she can definitely make the audience excited."

Chamberlain thought about it, was quite moved, and said, "Okay, then I'm the one who counts me, how about it? Do you still want to call someone else?"

O'Neal waved his hand and said, "No, it's enough to have you and my big star O'Neal. I don't like other people."

Chamberlain was a little moved and felt the pressure. He said, "I will train hard, Shaq, I will definitely not let you down, at least I won't drag you down."

Billups got up again and shouted to Chamberlain: "You are so simple. Shaq has invited everyone, but no one else wants to join him. He is the last one to find you. If you don't want to participate, then this guy has to play by himself, haha."

O'Neal was so angry that he shouted, "Get out, Changxi, otherwise I will kill you." He turned his head and smiled flatteringly, "Don't think too much, I'm invited by everyone, but I only planned to invite one person. Okay, let's not say much, with you joining, we are stronger, we will practice dancing together tonight."
Chapter completed!