When Huang Kunbo saw Long Zaiyuan, he immediately put away his mobile phone: "Hey, brother, long time no see!"
Long Zaiyuan gave him a cold look, passed him by and ignored him.
He just warned Long Xiaochuan that the water in the Qiandong Yeqiu Jianghu was very deep, like a big dye vat, and hoped that he would not fall into it.
Long Xiaochuan tried to explain: "Uncle, I played wildball when I was in college. I played more than a dozen games in one semester. I know the situation very well."
"No, you don't understand at all! The games you played at that time didn't even touch the edge of a real wild game."
Long Zaiyuan obviously knew better and directly revealed that his nephew's so-called wild ball was actually just a friendly match between enterprises and institutions.
Because there are no bonuses for winning or losing, and the rewards for playing are very small, wild ball experts simply disdain them, so both sides of the game can only find students to play for them.
Real wild ball games are divided into difficulty levels according to the amount of prize money.
The low-end round is village ball and community ball, similar to the village duel between Lei Village and Yu Village where the relationship is tense.
Villagers in wealthy coastal areas such as Guangdong and Fujian will ask each household to donate three to five hundred yuan in order to decide who will win or lose. In this way, both parties can invite local experts to help with the competition. The winning side will get the money. Spend tens of thousands of dollars to reward and thank the field players. Each field player can receive about three to five thousand yuan per game.
The mid-range game is a private company. Small and medium-sized enterprises compete in games with as few as two companies and as many as five or six companies or enterprises. The bosses of these companies spend hundreds of thousands in entry fees, and the winning bonus in the prize pool exceeds One million but less than 10 million.
In order to win, bosses often pay hundreds of thousands of bounties to find wildball experts to help. If they win, the participating wildball players will naturally receive extremely generous bonuses. An average of 10,000 yuan per game is the guaranteed price. .
As for the high-end games, they are all competitions between large groups with billions of assets. Long Zaiyuan said that he is not qualified to participate.
"You can search for the 'Four Famous Liquor Cup' Men's Basketball Invitational Tournament and you will know that the Kweichow Moutai team is the main force of the Guangdong team that won the CBA ten championships that year, and the other teams are also the youth echelon of professional teams. .As a result, the Moutai team defeated the Sichuan Luzhou Laojiao team 112:43 in the first game!"
Long Zaiyuan's original intention was to hope that his nephew would recognize the reality.
A real wild game can never be paid for a few hundred yuan in appearance fees, and the mid-to-high-end games with generous bonuses are often the domain of former professional players, even retired foreign players and other basketball monsters. Grassroots basketball enthusiasts like them simply don't even think about it. Do not think.
But what Long Xiaochuan and his friends saw were the huge profits from participating in the wild ball game: "How much does it cost to invite the Guangdong Men's Basketball Team to play wild ball? How much money can the stars get..."
Huang Kunbo laughed and started to seduce Long Xiaochuan again: "Your uncle has not played in the past few years, and the market prices he has grasped are out of date. Now some freak-level stars have appearance fees of 30,000 to 50,000 yuan, and winning bonuses are even higher A lot. People fly all over the country to play golf, and sometimes they can earn a Mercedes-Benz a month and buy a house in two months."
These words were so tempting. Those basketball anchors who had previously complained about Long Xiaochuan's shelving of the bullfighting challenge all had their eyes lit up after hearing this, and thanked Huang Kunbo for opening the door to a new world for them.
Long Zaiyuan once again shattered their dreams: "If you are less than two meters tall, your bounce and explosion are not above the standard, and you don't have a body of steel and iron bones and terrifying muscle strength, don't even think about it!"
"No, no! Why do you insist on stopping young people from making money, Yong Jae-yeon? Even people like you and me can play wildball, so of course they are qualified to participate!"
Huang Kunbo immediately brought up their old stories and gave examples, bragging about how strong Long Zaiyuan was back then, and how under his leadership, their team swept Qiandong and got the bonus.
Pan Lei was already fascinated: "Can you beat Wang Meng's Tomahawk Team?"
"Haha, this little fat brother seems to know a little bit about the world of wild football, but not much. Don't you know that the two people who have successfully gone to Tomahawk Stadium in recent years are me and this 'Gandong Lone Wolf' Long Zai Yuan?"
Huang Kunbo's words instantly detonated the entire audience.
Everyone who plays basketball regards the Tomahawk Arena as the Holy Land of Qandong Basketball. They have all gone there to play with a pilgrim attitude. They spend money to get an annual card and have to post it on their WeChat Moments and short videos to show off.
Everyone knows how abnormal the coaches at the Tomahawk Arena are, so much so that most people don’t even have the confidence to challenge themselves by playing in the arena.
Now I know that the only two masters who have successfully competed in the gym are actually here, especially Yong Zaiyuan, who is dressed as a peasant, looking like a sweeping monk. Who doesn't admire this character and come to take a photo with him?
Long Xiaochuan also didn't expect that his uncle was actually the successful person in Wang Meng's mouth. He didn't understand why Long Zaiyuan was so reserved and indifferent. He never mentioned it in the past and went to confirm it: "Uncle, is what he said true? You go. Did the Tomahawk kicking gym succeed?"
Long Zaiyuan frowned and waved his hands: "It's just an old thing. The Tomahawk Arena at that time was not that strong and it's not worth mentioning."
Huang Kunbo was depressed.
Have these people in front of me never learned reading comprehension?
When he boasted about Long Zaiyuan, he clearly took him along with him. Why did these people only chase and pat Long Zaiyuan and no one paid attention to him?
In desperation, he could only pretend to cough and draw everyone's attention back: "I have re-assembled a team, and they are all experts who are not inferior to the coaches at Tomahawk Arena. Now I am missing a good point guard. , Long Xiaochuan, are you coming?"
Long Zaiyuan stopped his nephew before he could answer: "Don't go. The corporate competition has completely become a plaything of capital. It is as dark as an underground boxing match. If you get injured during the competition, you will lose more than you gain!"
These words were like a wake-up call, instantly activating many of Long Xiaochuan's memories. When his senior brother was injured while playing fieldball in college, he was delayed in the Cuba competition, and even he was expelled from the team by Liu Bo.
However, the thought of Liu Bo brought back the memory of his ex-girlfriend Chen Qian. Long Xiaochuan could never forget her harsh words: "Can you make money playing basketball? So what if you win the game?"
Speaking of money, Long Xiaochuan then thought about the expectations of Pan Lei and others and the possible disbandment crisis of the Leizhai basketball team. Yu Zhengyi had no choice but to bow to reality due to the issue of guaranteeing foreign debt.
He looked at Long Zaiyuan with a troubled expression: "Uncle, maybe what you said is right, but I also have my own reasons. I will be careful not to get injured and affect my participation in the county competition."
Hearing what he said, dozens of people at the scene all clapped and applauded, and said they would follow Long Xiaochuan to watch the game and cheer him on.