The three of them stopped and watched the live broadcast of the draft on the big screen.
As Chen Jie said, Jay Williams was indeed selected with the second overall pick, and Amar'e Stoudemire was selected with the ninth overall pick. So far, all Chen Jie's predictions have been declared correct.
Beyoncé and Rose looked at Chen Jie with extremely strange eyes, as if they were alien visitors.
"Chen, this is amazing, you, how on earth did you know?" Beyoncé's voice was more like exclaiming.
Ross kept nodding in agreement, with incredible expression written all over his face.
Chen Jie shook his head and didn't want to explain any more. Right now, he was more concerned about whether Jay Williams would feel magical like Beyoncé and believe what he said.
After the first round of the draft, Chen Jie didn't want to watch anymore.
For him, the current time is very difficult.
It was as if I was waiting for my fate to be pronounced, and that feeling of uncertainty was really uncomfortable.
This time, what I challenge is fate!
Chen Jie sighed in his heart, is this an impossible task?
Feeling a little depressed, he lowered his head and continued walking forward. Beyoncé and Rose were very surprised as to what happened to him today. They wanted to ask him but kept silent, so they had to stay by his side quietly.
I have to say that although Chen Jie often joked with Rose and only got along with Beyoncé for a few days, something called friendship has begun to slowly ferment among these three people.
At least, Ross and Beyoncé were worried when they saw Chen Jie unhappy.
On the other side, inside Madison Square Garden. Jay Williams, who came on stage and took the ball cap symbolizing his selection from Stern, was no longer as excited as he should have been. The words of the strange oriental young man just now were in his ears.
echoed over and over again.
Who is he? What does he want to do?
Jay Williams' mind was filled with these two seemingly unsolvable problems for him.
After Amar'e Stoudemire was selected by the Suns with the ninth overall pick, Jay Williams' doubts and surprises became more intense.
Absently, he didn't pay attention to the upcoming draft.
After the entire draft was over, Jay Williams was a little lost and was being interviewed along with the crowd of photos. He waited until everything was over and the media had almost left. He sat alone in the locker room, silently lost in thought.
"Jay! You are so awesome. The second pick! This is a very high pick. Although the center from the East won the top pick, in my opinion he is not suitable for the American basketball culture, and he will definitely not be able to do it in the first year.
You will perform very well. It seems that you will be the favorite for Rookie of the Year this year!" A black man wearing non-mainstream clothes sneaked into the locker room and walked directly towards Jay Williams, talking as he walked.
Williams was still thinking about what happened to Chen Jie just now, and waved his hands in a daze without saying anything.
The person in front of him is his childhood friend. Jay Williams, who was born in the slums, has become prosperous since he entered Duke University and entered the attention of professionals and scouts. However, he has not forgotten his roots and has grown up with his son over the years.
These friends still keep in touch and even occasionally use their meager salary from college to support their lives.
This is also a phenomenon in the United States. Many players in black, such as Allen Iverson and James, come from poor backgrounds and are surrounded by low-status partners. For them, entering the NBA is a matter of one person achieving success.
Therefore, these partners agreed that they must celebrate Williams after the draft.
This black man was sent to summon him.
At this moment, the black man saw that Jay Williams was very depressed and couldn't help but worry: "What's wrong? Jay, what happened?"
"It's okay!" Williams shook his head and did not say anything about Chen Jie. To others, this matter was full of weirdness. Naturally, he hadn't figured it out yet and really didn't know how to speak.
"Be happy, Jay! You will be a millionaire from now on. The Mac on our street will celebrate you later, so come quickly!" The black man said this, looked around, and walked out again
to the locker room.
Jay Williams looked at his retreating figure, thinking of Chen Jie's words, and felt a little hesitant in his heart.
To go or not to go?
If I go, will something really happen?
The young man's words were conclusive, and the previous predictions had all come true. So it must be reasonable for him not to let himself go.
However, if you don't go, how will your friends see you?
I have just been selected, will I be accused of forgetting my roots?
Really not knowing what to do, Jay Williams packed up his things, changed out of his suit, and slowly walked towards the parking lot outside the arena.
He has just been drafted and has not signed a rookie contract yet, which also means that he does not have much money yet.
Although there are subsidies during college, the NCAA is not a professional league after all. It is not easy to support a family with that salary, let alone support those partners.
Therefore, Jay Williams has not yet bought a car. His mode of transportation is a somewhat old off-road motorcycle.
By the time he started the motorcycle, Jay Williams already had a plan in his mind.
It's definitely not possible if you don't go, not only those friends may look down on you. In the future, you will also be a public figure. If these things are known to the media, it will also damage your future reputation.
We must go, but we cannot ignore what the young man said.
No big deal, just stay for a while and then leave.
Nothing should happen.
Jay Williams was thinking about things while riding his motorcycle.
The streets of New York are too busy. Although it is still 2002, cars are already coming and going, and the traffic is developed.
Jay Williams was riding a motorcycle, among the rows of cars, like a lonely boat in the big waves.
Although it was still afternoon, the slightly gloomy weather made visibility not very high.
Under such circumstances, Jay Williams was still thinking about something.
Things always happen inadvertently.
Fate seems really unchangeable.
When he passed an intersection, he didn't see a bright Chevrolet car rushing out of the car.
The driver of the car seemed to be a little anxious. He didn't care that the red light was still on, and stepped on the accelerator to the bottom.
By the time he found a motorcycle in front of him, it was too late for the driver to brake.
Jay Williams heard the sharp sound of the horn, looked sideways, was startled, and wanted to turn the car around.
At this moment, tragedy happened.
The fast-moving Chevrolet crashed into Jay Williams just as he was about to escape.
The motorcycle lost control and Jay Williams' entire body was thrown into the air.
