"Second question, in the game against the Clippers a few days ago, you were completely at a disadvantage against Paul. You had almost no performance in the next three games. Many people predicted that you would never recover, but after only three games
You recovered and your performance seemed to be even better than before. What made you recover so quickly?” Obviously, reporters are very interested in this question. And not only reporters, almost everyone is also interested in this question.
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In the eyes of ordinary people, after suffering such a heavy blow, it would take at least several months to recover, or even collapse. But this Chinese person recovered in only a week, which is a bit amazing.
Wen Hao smiled at the reporter and said, "I have to thank one person for this..."
"Oh?" The reporter opened his eyes wide and stretched his ears.
In front of the TV, countless Rockets and Wen Hao fans also opened their eyes and stretched their ears. Even many players who had had similar experiences also opened their eyes and stretched their ears.
"He is my friend," Wen Hao turned his head and faced the camera, "Michael Carter, thank you."
"Michael Carter?" The reporter was a little confused.
In front of the TV, countless fans were also a little confused. No one had ever heard of this person.
In a dilapidated room in the 38th block of Houston, little Carter heard this in front of the TV and suddenly turned around with excitement on his face: "Mom, mom, did you see it? It's me, Wen is talking about me.
, he’s talking about me!”
A black woman who was doing housework turned her head and looked at Wen Hao on the TV. She was stunned for a moment, and then nodded to Carter in surprise.
"I told you he was my friend, but you still didn't believe it, and those classmates didn't believe it either. Now you should believe it, right?" Little Carter pointed at the TV, full of pride and pride.
"Believe it, believe it," the black woman stopped what she was doing and said with a smile, "Mom believes it now, and so do your friends. Our Carter has really made friends with the star!"
“Now do you believe I’m going to watch a game at Toyota Center?”
"I believe it, of course I believe it. Since the star said it, it will definitely count." The black woman's eyes were filled with tears.
Little Carter's father died in an accident when he was two years old, leaving her and little Carter to depend on each other. For the past seven or eight years, mother and son have relied on her to do housework for others and very little relief. Little Carter has been living since she was a child.
He is very sensible. He is not like other children who ask for this or that. Instead, he often helps himself with some housework.
But he has been fond of basketball since he was a child, and has always dreamed of going to watch a game. With his own abilities, he is simply unable to satisfy Carter's wish. As a mother, she has always felt ashamed of her child.
Unexpectedly, this Chinese football star appeared at this time. His appearance not only made the child happier, but also made the child more confident. The most important thing is that he can fulfill the child's wishes.
Thinking of this, the black woman looked at Rockets No. 5 on TV and murmured: "Wen, I should be the one to thank you..."
"Last question," the reporter saw that Wen Hao didn't explain much about who Carter Jr. was. Although he was confused, he didn't pursue it too much and continued to ask, "Did you really learn your steps of falsehood and trueness from McHale?"
In the Rockets locker room, McHale stretched his ears and stared at the TV screen. Other Rockets players were also looking at the TV screen.
"Of course. Before that, apart from him, is there a third person in the world who knows how to make false steps?" Wen Hao replied with a smile.
After hearing this, everyone in the Rockets turned their heads and looked at McHale. The meaning was obvious: Coach, you are not honest, you actually gave Wen Hao some trouble in private.
McHale looked innocent, staring at the TV screen, cursing secretly: Boy, when did I teach you?
The reporter looked at Wen Hao in surprise, wondering why McHale would teach the inside steps to an outside player, and he was also an outside player who was not taken seriously.
Wen Hao continued: "When he was teaching Howard the steps, I accidentally glanced at him from the side." After finishing speaking, he nodded to the reporter and walked towards the player tunnel.
The reporter was stunned for a moment, looking at Wen Hao's back like a monster.
In the Rockets locker room, everyone in the Rockets looked at the TV screen like a monster. They learned it after "accidentally looking at it twice". Isn't this too abnormal? Although in the previous game against the Clippers,
, Wen Hao can almost perfectly copy Crawford's movements, but they are mainly based on outside breakthroughs, while the virtual and real steps are inside steps. The inside steps are different from outside breakthroughs. It doesn't matter how many steps he takes.
It can be mastered with the eyes. It not only requires solid basic skills of footwork, but also requires constant thinking and long-term practice. Practice until you don’t have to think about it at all but it is an instinctive movement. Only when you do it naturally can you be successful in the competition.
Really use it. The reason why Howard can't use it is because he always thinks "I want to use virtual and real steps" during the game. The more thoughts he has, the more mistakes he makes.
However, Wen Hao said that he would be able to do it after just "a few glances", which is a bit too exaggerated.
Thinking of this, everyone looked at McHale, and saw that McHale also looked surprised. Obviously, what Wen Hao said was true, and McHale did not give him any trouble. This surprised everyone even more.
In surprise, everyone's eyes fell on Warcraft. Warcraft wanted to die at this time. Although he had always been ambitious and talkative, he couldn't withstand such stimulation. He lowered his voice.
Holding his head, he quickly walked through the crowd, pushed open the door of the physiotherapy room, and closed it with a bang behind him.
In the locker room, everyone barely held back their laughter. Only after Howard entered the physical therapy room did they dare to laugh softly.
At this time, Wen Hao also returned to the locker room. Seeing that everyone in the Rockets had strange smiles on their faces, he was also a little confused.
Before anyone could answer, it was time for the locker room to open, and more than a dozen reporters rushed in outside the door. They aimed their long guns and short guns at Wen Hao, and bombarded Wen Hao with questions one after another. Wen Hao.
Hao shook his head helplessly and answered one by one.
After seeing off the reporters, he breathed a sigh of relief. Yao next to him smiled and turned around: "This is the price of being a star. Some people like it, and some people hate it, but since you chose basketball, work hard to become a star."
Stars have to bear it."
"Yeah." Wen Hao responded and nodded.
"By the way, someone wants to treat you to dinner tomorrow." Dayao suddenly remembered.
"Eating? Who is it?" Wen Hao asked while changing his jersey.
"Have you forgotten? It's the bald commentator."
Only then did Wen Hao remember that the bald commentator made a bet that he could not get 5 assists in a game. If he lost, he would treat himself to a meal. He also said, "This is definitely a meal that any star would want to eat."
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"Tch, I don't care about his food." Wen Hao said this and walked towards the physical therapy room.
From behind, Dayao's voice came: "Go and have a look, you won't be disappointed." There was a mysterious smile on Dayao's face.
