Chapter 783 Now you know who is the number one in the alliance!
After the press conference ended, Wu Hu and the others took the bus back to the hotel.
The Chosen Sons’ interview was after Wu Hu and the others. As the home team, they had to let the away team be interviewed first. Faced with the media’s doubts, the Chosen Sons could only continue to talk about him, “Of course I support Tiger and the others.
It’s their freedom.”
"So what do you think of the three referees' decisions? LeBron."
"Maybe they have something wrong, but this is also their freedom!"
Such a scapegoating made people give him a secret thumbs up, awesome!
The big man sitting next to him also encountered a problem, "Dwyane, what do you think of LeBron's only 7 points and 3 assists when facing Tiger's hands-free defense? Is it okay?
Does this mean that Tiger’s strength has completely surpassed LeBron’s?”
Hearing this, the Chosen One gritted his teeth secretly, fearing that his good brother would openly admit this fact, even though it was indeed a fact.
Fortunately, his good brother still loves him. Big Cheek shook his head and said: "They are players with different styles, and Tiger is a defender and LeBron is a forward. It is not easy to compare them directly...
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This is telling lies with open eyes. They are directly opposite each other, so it is not easy to compare?
So the media reporter changed the topic, "LeBron and Dwyane are also guards, so do you think Tiger's strength surpasses Dwyane in all aspects?"
This time it was the big man's turn to look longingly at his good brother.
His good brother, the Chosen Son, calmed down for a moment and said: "Tiger is very fast and very powerful. Dwyane cannot compare with him in this regard. But Tiger's skills are still very simple at the moment."
, in terms of technical comprehensiveness, he is not as good as Dwyane."
Anyway, just close your eyes and blow each other!
Whether he was a big-cheeked man or a chosen one, Wu Hu was very uncomfortable guarding him.
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Wu Hu, who returned to the hotel, naturally didn't know whether these two people had the nerve to brag like this.
As soon as he returned to his room, Wu Hu saw his assistant Ronaldinho, Swifty and Avril getting up, "Tiger, are you okay?" Avril asked worriedly.
After knowing Wu Hu for so long, this was the first time he saw Wu Hu lose such a temper. She was sitting on the sidelines and was completely frightened when she saw Wu Hu smash the basketball with his kick.
"I'm fine!" Wu Hu threw the bag on the sofa and said with a smile: "Although I was really angry at the time, I have vented it out now. I'm sorry for making you worry."
In fact, the three people in front of him were not the only ones who were worried about him. While in the car, Wu Hu received a lot of phone calls that were concerned about him, so many that he couldn't even answer them.
Just as he was talking, the phone rang again. This time it was Aunt Meizuan who called, saying that she had just put her son to bed and asked him if he felt better?
Seeing this, assistant Ronaldinho coughed lightly and said, "Boss, it's very late. If there's nothing wrong, I'll go and rest first!"
Wu Hu waved his hand and said to Aunt Mei Zhuan: "I'm fine, it's a bit late, you should go to bed early! I have to go to Atlanta for a concert tomorrow!"
"OK! Then you go to bed early."
After hanging up the phone, Ai Wei'er said: "Then you go to bed early, good night!"
With that said, he hugged Wu Hu and turned to leave.
As soon as Aiweier left, Swift jumped on him and said softly: "I can let you vent, but you can't use too much force. That kick you gave before was too terrible!"
Wu Hu hugged her legs, walked into the bedroom, and said with a smile: "You are not that ball, why should I vent on you! But you can play Little Red Riding Hood later."
"Hey! You big bad wolf!"
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The next day, major media outlets published reports one after another, condemning the unprofessionalism of the three referees in this game and the inaction of the league. Why didn't they stop their behavior after seeing such an ugly game? Is there something wrong behind the scenes?
Tell-tale secret?
Because there were too many such reports, the Chosen Son escaped unscathed, and there were not many media outlets discussing how he was guarded by Wu Hu with his hands behind his back.
Major basketball stars also stood up, accusing the game of being ugly and reprimanding the three referees. It was a disgrace to the league.
Even the old gangster stood up and said in an interview: "Of course I support Tiger and KB. If sports competition cannot be fair and just, it will be meaningless."
After a pause, he said secretly: "From this game, we can also see that although the Heat are very strong, they still can't beat the Lakers with Tiger. Without those three referees, the Heat would not be able to win."
We're going to lose to the Lakers."
The reporter who interviewed him was very happy and thought to himself: Master, if you know how to speak, just speak more!
Very good. Faced with the reporter's hopeful look, the old hooligan was very cooperative, "Everyone said that the Heat's No. 6 is the No. 1 player in the league after me. He should be able to rest now. I think Tiger is more like the No. 1 player after me."
One person, look at his fadeaway jumper, is it exactly the same as mine? Tiger, if you want to learn to play post-ups, you can come to me."
Reporter: Damn! This guy secretly said that Tiger is his disciple! How shameless!
But the old gangster could say so much, and even complained about the chosen one. This reporter was already satisfied. If this news spread, it would be another big news!
Sure enough, when this interview with the old gangster was exposed, countless people were amazed and then remembered those forgotten things, such as Wu Hu defending the Chosen Son with his hands behind his back.
The Chosen One became very angry when he saw these reports, and TACO was no longer in good taste.
Big Cheeks really wanted to comfort his good brother, but when he thought about Wu Hu humiliating his good brother on the court and that his good brother really couldn't do anything to him, he felt a little discouraged.
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At this time, Wu Hu had already boarded the plane and flew to Atlanta to hold a concert.
When he got off the plane, he was surrounded by a group of media reporters, who then told him about the league's punishment of the three referees. They had been fired. At the same time, the league officials also announced that they would be committed to creating a fair
A fair international league will not let other factors on and off the field affect the performance of players.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! In other words, in the second game, the Heat's excellent home whistle will definitely be gone.
This is definitely a good thing for the Lakers.
Facing the reporter's interview, Wu Hu said: "I am very happy to see the league's response so quickly. I think the league's move can be a reassurance for the international rookies who are about to participate in the draft. Sports competition,
It should be open, fair and just!”
Wu Hu estimated that the little bald man's joke must have been made. He was definitely capable of allowing the referee to affect the game in such an honest way.
Because the little old Jewish man does things much better than him. He also lets the referee affect the game. The little old Jewish man will also use more subtle methods instead of the unabashedly stupid method like the little bald man.
"Tiger, have you ever tested your squat strength? Your kick last night made many people guess how strong you are."
Wu Hu shook his head and said: "No! After all, I am born with supernatural powers."
Although he has not specifically measured his squat strength, Wu Hu feels that there should be no big problem if he can carry a thousand-jin cauldron like Bawang.
But, can you tell people this?
In the evening, Wu Hu held a concert at the Eagles' Philips Arena.
Once upon a time, in addition to the Hawks, Atlanta also had another very famous club.
It's a pity that this club has been replaced a long time ago. In the past, basketball superstars such as Gorilla, Old Hooligan, and Hua Da Chong spent crazy money there.
Even after the incident was exposed, even Microsoft's cover was on the list.
However, Wu Hu didn't have enough time, and he was accompanied by Swift and Avril. If he wandered around in that kind of place, he would probably be shamed by them.
Moreover, conquering ordinary women will not bring much happiness to Wu Hu. Only by conquering celebrities can Wu Hu find a sense of accomplishment.
The passion ignited the Philips Arena for more than two hours before Wu Hu and the others were chased and intercepted by enthusiastic fans and returned to the hotel.
Assistant Ronaldinho took out a bottle of red wine and said it was sent by someone. There was also a card with the words "Stern" written on it and wishing him a smooth concert.
As soon as he heard the words ‘Stern’, Wu Hu knew who it was.
That little old Jewish man is pretty good at getting things done!
However, the little old Jewish man was too embarrassed to come here to see him in person. Wu Hu could understand. After all, the president of the Alliance also wanted to save face. It was quite good to be able to express goodwill in this relatively personal way.
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Wu Hu had never thought about how kind the little Jewish old man would be to him. After all, everything was just profit. Just as the league wanted his traffic, he also wanted the league as a platform to promote his sneakers and attract people.
Fans come to buy his sneakers.
Wu Hu didn't know what brand of red wine it was because he had no research on red wine.
But according to Swift, this is wine produced by their Bald Eagle Screaming Eagle Winery, and it is a collector's edition that is not for sale to the public and cannot be purchased on the market.
This kind of wine can be treasured. Wu Hu estimated that it was a good thing given to the little old Jewish man by others, and then he borrowed flowers to offer Buddha and gave it to himself.
Wu Hu always felt that the little old Jewish man was not such a generous person.
"Try it?" Swift asked with a smile.
"Try it! They have already brought it. If you don't drink it, you won't give them face!" Wu Hu laughed, and then asked Ronaldinho to order food, while Taylor opened the bottle to sober up, and he went to take a shower.
After they drank a bottle of famous wine from the collection, everyone felt that it was not enough, so they drank whiskey with ice. Gradually, the time came to about two o'clock in the night.
Avril and Swift were going crazy, one was holding a wine bottle and singing to each other, the other was holding a long pillow as a guitar, with their short legs still on the coffee table.
All of them are improvised on the spot, the lyrics are arranged, and the music is composed.
The nerves under the cerebral cortex are excited, and the melody of the works produced is actually okay, but the lyrics are a bit too salivating, and even borderline.
After all, the lyrics were sung by Swift, and she kept brushing off Wu Hu and included him in the song again.
Ronaldinho's face turned red after one cup, but he could still drink. He sat on the carpet and applauded. His eyes glanced at Wu Hu from time to time, with a smile on his lips, obviously gloating.
Wu Hu watched their fuss with a speechless expression, then yawned, got up and went back to the big bedroom to prepare for bed. He has a game tomorrow!
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When Wu Hu woke up the next day, he felt someone pillowing his arms and heavy objects on his body. This made him feel like he had returned to a few days ago.
So he took out his arm and without thinking too much, he reached out and touched it.
The feeling of getting started was so great that he couldn't grasp it with one hand. This feeling made him stunned, and then he opened his eyes slightly.
Through the faint light of the wall lamp, he could see a woman with black strands hanging down from her head, looking like Sadako, lying on top of him, looking at him with a blank and silly look.
"You... still not letting go?" the woman scolded.
Wu Hu coughed lightly, "It feels pretty good! You really haven't given up on me yet, and you actually climbed into my bed by yourself. Can you blame me?"
Although he was acting like a hooligan, Wu Hu had already let go of his hand, but the feeling of strength in the morning put him in a rather embarrassing situation.
Ronaldinho naturally felt the majestic power, and then his body fell down limply again, his breathing became a little unsmooth, and his heartbeat accelerated crazily.
Wu Hu looked around and found that she was not the only one who had climbed onto his big bed. Taylor was lying on the left side, and Ai Weier was lying on the right side.
Looking at the cute little assistant in his arms, Wu Hu couldn't help but smile, and reached out to brush away his disheveled hair. Under the hair, his fair little face was flushed, which was really cute.
"Tsk! You're actually enjoying this!" Wu Hu teased.
The little assistant who had just regained some strength couldn't help but let out a 'poof' sound, and stretched out her hand to punch him on the chest. Then with this strength, she put her hands on his chest, climbed up, and stepped over Ai Wei
My son, I ran away in despair.
After the assistant ran away, Ai Wei'er, who was lying next to him, felt the vibration and seemed to wake up, but didn't seem to wake up. She turned around, squeezed towards Wu Hu, and put an arm around Wu Hu.
One leg was not honest enough to put it up.
Wu Hu was stunned when he saw this, but in the end he didn't do anything. He just reached out and picked up the watch on the bedside table and looked at it. Before seven o'clock, it was his usual biological clock that woke him up.
He glanced at the woman in his arms. She still had heavy smoky makeup on her face. Apparently she didn't have time to take off her makeup last night and fell asleep on his bed. She still smelled of alcohol.
Wu Hu looked at Swifty on the left again, stretched out his arms and hugged her over, then lay on the bed and closed his eyes, planning to take a nap.
Just think of it as a dream! You didn’t do anything too extreme, right?
In this self-comfort, Wu Hu quickly fell asleep again.
Until there was a knock on the door and Ronaldinho's voice, "Boss, it's time to get up, we have to catch a flight!"
The three of them woke up leisurely, then rubbed their eyes and looked at each other. There were no exaggerated screams, and they even said "good morning" to each other calmly.
Wu Hu looked at Ai Wei'er and thought: How come you are calmer than me?