On January 22, 26, and 28, the Lakers defeated the Warriors, Bobcats and Spurs at home. Mr. Bobo directly rested Duncan and Ginobili, which caused those who wanted to steal tactics from the Spurs to be disappointed.

On January 30, the Lakers started another wave of eight consecutive away games in the Eastern Conference. The opponent of the No. 30 was the New York Knicks, located in the basketball holy site.

On the way to New York, Wang Hao specially found Kobe, "Old Ke, should I get points for the Knicks?"

"Do you want to get points?"

"Well! Is the basketball holy place? Getting more points should be wonderful." Wang Hao was looking forward to it.

"If you like it, do it. Just get about 6 or 70 points. Give others some face, and there is no need to make enemies everywhere."

"Damn, what did I hear? Getting 6 or 7 points is to give people face? Is it so simple to score now? The world of super scorers is really difficult to understand." Lu Wei reasonably inherited the identity of Famal's younger brother and kept serving him. When he heard the conversation between the two big guys, he almost shocked his chin.

Slap sex!

"Come here and announce something."

A group of strong men from the Lakers stretched their necks like giraffes waiting for Kobe to speak.

"Wang Hao wants to score points in New York. Does anyone want to score assists? Sign up quickly if you have any." Kobe began to face the team's bidding.

"If you don't brush, you're tired."

"If you don't brush, I'll paddle"

"don't want."

Wang Hao: "... don't even want the assists you deliver to your door? Are you a little too crazy?"

All the Lakers gave Wang Hao a middle finger together.

"That, can I try it?" Brother Lu Wei said tremblingly.

"Good brother, in the future, except for Kobe and I, you don't have to carry other people's bags, I'll cover you." Wang Hao patted Lu Wei's shoulder and announced loudly.

Lu Wei: "Brother, be gentle, you're going to be slapped to death. And it seems that I need to carry your bags from Kobe and I."

"As you can arrange the tactics, and I will go to eat Japanese food in the afternoon, so you can solve the tactics problems together." The Zen master looked like a boy, I'm optimistic about you. The Zen master also deliberately wanted Wang Hao to show more tactics in front of him.

"Don't count me, I don't want to go up and run back." Kobe was not worried about the team's winning or losing.

The arms couldn't resist their thighs, so Wang Hao had to take on this chore.

As soon as he arrived in New York to settle his luggage, Wang Hao received a call from the league president David Stern.

"Hi! Dear Tyrant, I wonder if I can invite you to have a cup of afternoon tea?" Stern's words are always so comfortable.

"Of course, sir, I should ask you where are we going? You know, I'm not familiar with New York."

"Of course, just go to xxx's restaurant, how about the time set in an hour?"

After hanging up the phone, Wang Hao simply packed up and took a taxi to the agreed place.

Not long after he sat down, Stern walked into the private room.

"Hi."

"Hi."

After the two of them had a commercial hype, they finally got to the point.

Stern: "Wang Hao, the headquarters wants you and Yao Ming to serve as NBA Asian ambassadors. Do you have any objections?"

Wang Hao: "Of course not. Are you going to put that vice president in Asia responsible?"

Stern: "Xiao Hua, I want him to learn more about Chinese culture"

Wang Hao: "...Mr. Stern is ready to give up the Chinese market?"

Stern: "Why do you say this?"

Wang Hao: "Xiao Hua is too utilitarian. Although NBA is a business alliance, the most attractive thing is basketball, competition, collision, not show. Do you believe that if Xiao Hua is in power, NBA will turn into a show? And the white supremacy in Xiao Hua's bones will not dissipate. I can smell it in the distant Los Angeles, let alone smart Chinese? You must know that Chinese people will never misjudgment when they see people."

Stern: "...... (How did he know? He and Xiao Hua have no contact) It is precisely because of this that I want him to understand Chinese culture and completely integrate it into it."

Wang Hao: "Sir, you and I know that this is impossible, why do you have to do something useless?"

Stern: "I will consider your suggestions, congratulations on winning the vote king in the first phase of the All-Star voting."

Wang Hao: "You are making fun of me again. If there were no Chinese fans behind me, I wouldn't even be in the top 20. After all, I'm just a rookie and haven't conquered the league yet."

Stern: ".....(This is a reminder to me that is the Chinese fans standing behind him?) Chinese fans are also fans. We cannot only focus on the United States, right?"

Wang Hao: "Sir, I finally know that NBA can succeed in your hands is not accidental, but I would like to sincerely advise Xiao Hua is really not suitable to be your successor. He is an absolute speculator."

Stern: "...(Are Chinese people so smart?) OK, I will consider it. Let's go here first today, so you won't delay your rest. There will be competitions tonight."

Of course, Wang Hao is not a magician, but Wang Hao traveled through time in later generations. Wang Hao, who did all the stupid things Xiao Hua did, knew a lot.

On the way back, Stern thought carefully about Wang Hao's words and found that Wang Hao's understanding of Xiao Hua was no less than that of him, his colleague who had worked with Xiao Hua for many years.

"Don't tell anyone what happened just now," Stern told the driver.

"It seems that I need to be beaten and beat Adam well. His situation is too small." Stern's head came up with an idea, an idea to beat Xiao Hua.

As soon as he arrived at the hotel, Wang Hao was stopped by a reporter, "Are you a tyrant? I am a reporter from the New York Times. Can you ask you a few questions in a brief manner?"

"Yes, but please hurry up." Wang Hao responded politely.

"Do you like New York? Do you have any ideas about playing in New York? You should know that this is the largest and most developed city in the world, and I heard that your girlfriend is also studying in New York."

"No, I never had the idea of ​​playing basketball in New York. Although my girlfriend was in New York, his home was in Los Angeles, and I didn't have a house in New York."

"Is it just because of the house?" the reporter asked unwillingly.

"Whatever you understand, you know that Chinese people attach great importance to the concept of family."

"Then you're in New York for the first time, do you have anything to say to New York fans?"

"Well... help me ask about the scoring record of Madison Square Garden. I want to break it tonight." Wang Hao thought for a moment and replied.

Back in the room, Wang Hao lay beautifully on the bed, preparing to have a sleep, but he didn't know his words "What is the score record of Madison Square Garden?" were ignited by the social network uploaded by the reporter within ten minutes.

"This kid is too arrogant. Marbury will teach him how to be a human being."

"He thought he was Jordan? Madison Square Garden was not a place where rookies could ragged."

"Get out of New York from Los Angeles."

There was a lot of scolding on social media, and of course there were some people who scolded them.

"New York fans should be careful, because Wang Hao's words have not broken his promise yet."
Chapter completed!