Chapter 116: Yang, I want to tattoo you on my chest
When the Celtics' special plane landed, Yang Shuai and other Celtics players immediately noticed that it was different from the past. In the most conspicuous position of the airport, a large advertising screen was scrolling with the words "Celtics this season".
The wonderful performances in different periods include every player on the current team.
Yang Shuai walked out of the cabin and saw his last shot against the Pistons being played on the big screen. From the side of the camera, Yang Shuai raised his hands high and the basketball plunged into the basket.[]
Accompanied by Barkley's high voice: "The ball came to Yang's hands, and Yang shot from outside the three-point line...
The ball went in!
The ball went in!
Killer! Young hit a three-pointer, he beat the Pistons, and the Celtics entered the Finals. Celtics! 21 years later, they are back in the Finals!"
A smile appeared on "Yang Shuai's" face at this time, followed by a series of celebration actions.
The picture flashed, and a line of large characters appeared on the screen, "The Finals, the Celtics are coming!"
Yang Shuai, who stepped down the stairs, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, turned to Rondo and said with a smile: "Hey, Rajan, you are so handsome, aren't you?"
Rondo raised his head and thought for a moment, then asked Yang Shuai: "Yang, are you referring to the goal or the last line?"
Yang Shuai shrugged and said, "What's the difference? Don't you think this is all great?"
"Of course, this is all great." Rondo laughed. Garnett in front turned his head and grinned at Yang Shuai and said: "Hey, kid, you are the hero of the team, get ready.
Did you meet the enthusiasm of the fans?"
"Fans?" Yang Shuai asked with some confusion.
"Celtics! Celtics!" The shouts answered Garnett's question. As he approached the exit, Yang Shuai could vaguely hear how lively it was outside.
As the distance to the exit got closer and closer, the shouts became clearer, and at the same time, green eyes appeared in front of the Celtic players.
Many Celtics fans wearing green jerseys gathered on both sides of the exit. They shouted the names of each player loudly. Influenced by the ball that defeated the Pistons, Yang Shuai's name was honored and kept ringing.
Almost comparable to the three giants.
Although there were police assisting on both sides, it was obviously not easy for the Celtics players to pass through the exit calmly. From time to time, excited Celtics fans rushed through the police blockade and came to the Celtics players.
express their enthusiasm.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, many reporters have also flocked in, and long and short microphones appeared in front of each player. The Big Three and Yang Shuai are undoubtedly the most popular, as can be seen from the number of microphones that appeared in front of them.
The fans' cheers continued, and a reporter asked a very interesting question, "Yang, why do the voices of the fans calling your name always include screaming? Look, it seems that most of them are female fans."
The reporter pointed to the place on the left where the most intensive calls for Yang Shuai were heard. At a glance, almost all of them were women. Although their number was smaller than in other places, their voices were no less loud than anywhere else. Without exception, they were all wearing condoms.
A Celtics jersey numbered 99 was held above the heads of the group, holding a large photo of Yang Shuai.
Of course, Yang Shuai has noticed this group of fans for a long time. With his flamboyant personality and handsome face, Yang Shuai seems to have always been very popular with female fans. Especially after the playoffs started, this trend became more obvious. From the beginning
From Zhu Li to the current group, the growth rate of Yang Shuai fans is accelerating, and the number of female fans is growing even faster.
He waved towards the group of female fans. After hearing screams, Yang Shuai touched the side of his face and said, "I also want to know the reason, but no one has ever told me."
Yang Shuai's words were full of pride, but others had to admit that this guy did have such capital. Yang Shuai's face shape can be considered more masculine, especially the silver mark in the middle of his forehead, which is uniquely attractive to women.
Strength. In the past, Yang Shuai's skills were average and he relied mostly on defense. This could be covered up. However, as Yang Shuai's skills improved, more and more eyes focused on him. This advantage was amplified by female fans.
Zoom in, zoom in again.
At this moment, a female fan rushed up, pushed past reporters and came to Yang Shuai and said: "Yang, I love you!"
After saying that, before Yang Shuai could react, he had already approached Yang Shuai, jumped up and kissed Yang Shuai on the face. Because she was wearing high heels, the blond female fan was obviously a little uncomfortable.
Steady, this made Yang Shuai, who had originally planned to turn slightly sideways, involuntarily support the other person with his hands.
As a result, a bright red lip print soon appeared on Yang Shuai's face. The reporter on the side laughed and pressed the shutter desperately to record Yang Shuai's scene.
Looking at the excited female fans, Yang Shuai temporarily ignored the lip mark on his face. It is always a good thing to be recognized by others, whether it is a male fan or a female fan.
"Yang, can you sign an autograph for me?" the female fan raised her head and stared at Yang Shuai and shouted.
Yang Shuai shrugged, then pointed to his face and said: "Of course, you have signed my face, I should give you one in return."
The female fan was amused by Yang Shuai. She gently blinked her electric eyes, and then said with a meaningful smile: "Then, I have to make your signature more unique."
Yang Shuai then carefully looked at this female fan, and found that although her face was not beautiful, her eyes were extremely seductive, as if she would be drawn into them if she was not careful, and he secretly lamented that she was not a foreign vixen.
, Yang Shuai asked with a smile: "How unique?"
"Sign here!"
As soon as the female fan said this, Yang Shuai had a strange smile on his face, and the reporters around him even whistled.
The reason why this scene happened is that the place where the female fan asked Yang Shuai for his autograph was quite unique, because the place the female fan pointed to was her breasts.
Unlike other female fans who wear a jersey outside their clothes, although this female fan also wears a green "jersey" No. 99, which is temporarily called a jersey, this jersey is obviously specially made and the size fits her perfectly.
The clothes cling tightly to the opponent's curvy body, and the low and wide collar allows the female fans to show almost a quarter of their breasts to outsiders.
This fan's breasts are undoubtedly very impressive. At least Yang Shuai could tell at a glance that the size of the fan's breasts should be no less than Zhu Li's.
The female fan didn't seem to care that this was an airport. At this time, her slender fingers were placed on the upper edge of the deep cleavage, and then her phoenix eyes stared directly at Yang Shuai's face, indescribably teasing and tempting.
"What? Is there anything that the fearless Silver Killer doesn't dare to do on the court?" the female fan asked with a smile.
There was another burst of whistles and screams, and the screams attracted the attention of everyone around. Then, the number of reporters in front of Yang Shuai immediately increased, so that Garnett, Pierce, Rivers and others who were originally being interviewed were all free.
Come down.
After understanding what was going on, Garnett and others immediately started to whistle like everyone else, and cheers also started at this time.
"Yang! Sign it!" "Yang, if you're a man, do it!" "Hey, boy, are you wilted?"
Yang Shuai raised his eyebrows slightly after being asked by the female fans. While the surrounding people were screaming and hooting, he stared at the towering jade peaks that looked whiter and tenderer because of the green jersey, and said with an evil smile: "
Of course there is nothing the Silver Killer dares not do, Chinese or English?"
"Why not two together?"
"Woo!" "Sign!" "Sign!" Amid repeated shouts from the surroundings, Yang Shuai took the signature pen from the female fan's hand and drew it on the female fan's chest without any pause.
Seeing that Yang Shuai really agreed, the female fans pushed out their already tall breasts a little more and stared closely at the expression on Yang Shuai's face.
There were constant sounds of taking photos all around, some were taking close-ups of female players' breasts, and some were taking close-ups of Yang Shuai's facial expressions.
This was the first time for Yang Shuai to sign such a special signature. Looking at the dazzling whiteness that made his eyes hurt, Yang Shuai said it was impossible without it being awkward, but he still signed as normal.
After signing a line of English at the top, Yang Shuai began to write in Chinese again. When he started writing, Yang Shuai suddenly became playful and made a heavy stroke, passing through a pair of jade peaks and falling into the deep.
In the deep cleavage. Perhaps the stroke was too heavy, and the tip of the pen was buried directly in the ravine that could arouse any man's desire. Handsome guy Yang simply stopped touching it and let the pen tilt like this.
inserted in it.
Handsome boy Yang's actions caused the scene to burst into whistles and screams, and there was even a lot of applause.
"Yang, great job!" "This is really a signature that makes people think of it."
Of course it will make people think about it. Looking at the pen stuck in it will always make people have some evil thoughts. But this open-minded female fan didn't seem to care at all. She lowered her head and looked at her snow-white breasts.
Then he smiled at Yang Shuai and said: "Very good, Yang, I like this signature."
After getting what she wanted, the female fan turned around and left happily. At this time, someone on the side shouted, "Hey, miss, don't you plan to not take a shower next time?"
The female fan paused and said in a slightly disdainful voice: "Don't you know there is something called a tattoo in this world?" After saying this, she turned her head and smiled softly at Yang Shuai, winking at her pair of
Dianyan said: "Yang, I want to tattoo you on my chest."
"Oh! Brave lady, I support you!" "Yang, your fans are really amazing."
Handsome guy Yang smiled calmly, clapped his hands and said, "Okay, gentlemen reporters, today's interview ends here."
Such an interesting scene happened, and the attention of the reporters seemed to have been diverted. In addition, all the questions that should be asked had been asked, and the reporters no longer blocked them. The Celtics began to board the team one after another.
Team bus.
People were slowly dispersing, but the scene at the airport exit was obviously still being talked about by many people. The reporters were sorting out their stories and thinking about how to report this interesting anecdote.
On the Celtics bus, Russell sighed like this, "Why have I been in the league for more than ten years and this kind of thing has never happened to me? Even though I am a substitute, I help the ball."
The team can win the championship.”
Of course, considering the looks between the two, this question is very easy to answer.
Among the group of female fans who left, many people were making up their minds, "Next time, I will definitely ask Yang to give me an autograph like this. No, maybe I should let Yang sign a little lower."
They didn't seem to worry at all that this would double the possibility of handsome guy Yang getting a nosebleed.