Chapter 410 Million Dollar Prize
"Dad, have you packed it up?" Tang Zhengqing asked his father. It's afternoon, and it's not packed up yet. The competition is about to start soon.
Tang Zhengqing had promised Tang Jianming before, saying that he wanted to go to the scene to watch the game between the Lakers and the Warriors, especially as the Warriors' boss, if he didn't go to watch the game, wouldn't he be sorry for himself?
In addition, I had promised my father that I would take him to watch the game on site. Today is the Lakers and Warriors game, so I'm here to take a look.
Tang Zhengqing is very familiar with NBA. After all, when he was young, he once liked sports crazily. In addition to basketball, Tang Zhengqing also liked football. He was the main force of the basketball team and football team in high school, and led the school to win the championship in the Jiangsu and Zhejiang province games. It has to be said that Tang Zhengqing was still very strong at that time. Even many professional clubs invited Tang Zhengqing to their youth team, including basketball clubs and football clubs, but Tang Zhengqing did not agree. He was not determined at that time. At that time, Tang Zhengqing was determined to get into a prestigious university and then become a teacher. Who knew that fate was so unpredictable.
But even so, Tang Zhengqing's love for basketball and football has not changed. He still has some fun with basketball and football, otherwise he would not have taken over these two clubs at that time.
The Lakers' home court is Staples. This arena is not only the home court of the Lakers, but also the home court of the Clippers, but how many are Clippers' fans in Los Angeles? Not many.
Tang Zhengqing was still wearing a slim casual suit like before, but his father wore a Lakers jersey.
There is no way. When my father was watching the football game, the Bulls were dominant, but soon it was the Lakers' Ok Dynasty. My father loved the Lakers' Sharks very much, so today he walked into Staples wearing the Sharks' jersey of that year.
In addition to Tang Zhengqing and Tang Jianming, there are also Zhubert and Lin Xuehan. Lin Xuehan was unwilling to come here, but he was forced to come by Tang Zhengqing. It would be impossible not to come.
Lin Xuehan was not interested in basketball, and she didn't even know common sense things. She couldn't understand why ten people snatched it. What's so fun about it, but at Tang Zhengqing's request, she still came with Tang Zhengqing.
"Tang, how about this position? I spent a lot of money to get it." That is, Jubert still has some identity, otherwise he wouldn't have gotten the ticket for this position.
Tang Zhengqing is in the second row of the team, and the Lakers' bench is ahead. Here, you can see it very clearly, and you can even hear what the substitutes say clearly.
"This position is pretty good." Tang Zhengqing nodded, then sat down with Lin Xuehan, as for the father and Jubert sitting together.
If Jubert is a fan, he is not a fan. He is not a hard-core fan. "Don, do you have any team you like? Or a star?" Jubert really doesn't know much about it.
"I don't have any team I like. As for the stars, I like one, Iverson, who was 76ers back then, but he has retired for a long time." What Iverson was crazy about that time was that Tang Zhengqing was in junior high school. Who was not young and frivolous, and who was not yet passionate at the middle school? Tang Zhengqing had, so he fell in love with Iverson.
"Wow, I didn't expect you to be the fan of the answer?"
"Jubert, have you not said you are a fan of that team?" Tang Zhengqing immediately turned to the topic and asked.
Tang Zhengqing's words made Zhubert feel embarrassed. "I, I." Zhubert stammered and didn't say it.
"What's so sorry about this? Can I still make you laugh at me?"
"I am a fan of the New York Knicks." As a New Yorker, Jubert naturally supports the team in his hometown. However, over the years, the Knicks have not made any progress and can't even enter the playoffs. He is embarrassed to say that he is a fan of the Knicks.
"You won't laugh at Ewing, right?" Tang Zhengqing blurted out, and then he felt something was wrong. Could it be heard by someone and said that he was racist?
However, when I think that I and Jubert speak Chinese, I don’t take it seriously.
Within half an hour, the game began. Listening to the American national anthem, the referee's whistle sounded, and the game began.
I have to say that the current game is indeed incomparable compared to previous games. Although it plays faster, it is not very good, especially the various confrontations cancelled to encourage offense, which has turned the Western Conference Finals into an All-Star Game.
Can you imagine that there were more than 150 high scores in the playoffs? And it wasn't once or twice. For Tang Zhengqing, such a score could only be played in two overtimes or All-Star games, rather than in the playoffs.
According to Tang Zhengqing's impression, in the playoffs that year, it would be amazing if it could exceed 100 points. If it exceeds 120 points, it would basically be a super-level performance. For example, now, it can be 1230 points at every turn, or even more than 150 points, and it has appeared several times.
Tang Zhengqing still remembers the Rockets game in the past. As long as the score exceeds 100 points, fans on the scene can get a hamburger with their votes. Now Tang Zhengqing doesn’t know if there is any such event, but even if there is one, it will not be 100 points. At least it must be increased to 120. Tang Zhengqing even feels that with this kind of development, future games will definitely turn into various shooting games without physical confrontation.
It looked very lively, but Tang Zhengqing felt very bored and couldn't help but yawn. Lin Xuehan beside her was the same. She couldn't figure out what these tall and strong black men were playing? There were so many people cheering on what they were playing? She really couldn't figure out.
"Do you feel very bored?" Tang Zhengqing asked Lin Xuehan beside him, and Lin Xuehan nodded, "Don't you like it very much? Why do I think you are a little bored too?" Lin Xuehan could also find that Tang Zhengqing did not concentrate on watching the game.
"The current game is too boring compared to the game more than ten years ago. If my dad hadn't told me about this, I wouldn't have come." Tang Zhengqing thought it would be fine if he came once. Even if he went to San Francisco, there was no need to go to the Warriors' home court to watch the game again.
"You watched the game more than ten years ago?" Lin Xuehan couldn't help but ask.
"At that time, I was still in middle school. My favorite thing was to skip classes and go to the convenience store at the door to watch the competition, or watch the sports news at midday in the cafeteria." Tang Zhengqing couldn't help but recall what happened back then, and to be honest, he really missed it.
At that time, I tried to skip classes and climb over the wall. You should know that in order to prevent students from skipping over the wall, the entire school wall was four meters high, which was higher than a floor, but Tang Zhengqing could still go over it. If the old Taoist priest who taught Tang Zhengqing's martial arts knew that he used martial arts like this, he might be so angry that he would come back to life.
The game was soon to midfield and the players went to the locker room to rest, so there was no one in front of Tang Zhengqing, and the hot cheerleaders performed well.
Tang Zhengqing thought that every time he could not see the cheerleader performance when the captain was suspended or during the halftime break, he was also a little sorry. Now that he is watching it on the spot, he doesn’t think there is anything extraordinary, that is, his figure is better, but he looks average.
Tang Zhengqing didn’t know what the aesthetic tastes of these Americans were. Does a good figure mean beautiful? Does a big breast and a erect butt mean beautiful?
During the break, the team will carry out some fan activities, and even a midfield shooting star activity. As long as you can shoot into the prescribed basketball, you can get a bonus. Staples's activity is that if someone can shoot five midfield shots in a row, he can take away one million.
What surprised Tang Zhengqing was that he found him so desperately. At the beginning, Tang Zhengqing had not noticed it, but Zhubert reminded Tang Zhengqing.
Kenny Smith, Barkley and O'Neal were commenting. Barkley had the best eyes, "Shake, I didn't expect anyone to wear your jersey to Staples?" Barkley saw the jersey on Tang Jianming beside Tang Zhengqing, which turned out to be the fat man's No. 34.
"There's nothing to do. I'm a great shark. Isn't it normal to wear my jersey?" O'Neal said proudly.
"Then guess where this person is from? Chinese, Neon, or Bangzi?" Barkley could see that Tang Zhengqing was from oriental, but he didn't know which country he was from.
"I guess it's the Neon Man," Kenny Smith guessed.
"Then I guess it's Chinese." O'Neal said no, thinking for a while and said.
"Why?" Barkley asked without guessing.
"After all, Chinese people are rich." O'Neal said the truth. These days were not in the 1980s and 1990s. At that time, they were probably neon people. However, China has replaced neons now, and is stronger and richer than the previous neons.
No matter how rich Neon is, he is just a horse-boy in the United States, but China is not. It is an independent country, a very powerful country, a country that has defeated the United States in war.
"Okay, then guess how many he can throw in?" Barkley continued to ask.
"I guess no one is possible." Kenny Smith said without waiting for O'Neal to speak.
"Kenny, what if you lose?" O'Neal didn't guess, but asked Kenny Smith directly.
"If I lose, I will treat you two to dinner." Kenny Smith is not that fool. It is impossible for him to kiss the ass and host the show naked.
"Then we'll bet like this. If he wins, you'll treat me to a meal. If he doesn't win, then I'll treat you to a meal."
"Then the great Charles is here as the referee." The commentary of the three people making jokes is also a beautiful scenery.
The game was soon to midfield and the players went to the locker room to rest, so there was no one in front of Tang Zhengqing, and the hot cheerleaders performed well.
Tang Zhengqing thought that every time he could not see the cheerleader performance when the captain was suspended or during the halftime break, he was also a little sorry. Now that he is watching it on the spot, he doesn’t think there is anything extraordinary, that is, his figure is better, but he looks average.
Tang Zhengqing didn’t know what the aesthetic tastes of these Americans were. Does a good figure mean beautiful? Does a big breast and a erect butt mean beautiful?
During the break, the team will carry out some fan activities, and even a midfield shooting star activity. As long as you can shoot into the prescribed basketball, you can get a bonus. Staples's activity is that if someone can shoot five midfield shots in a row, he can take away one million.
What surprised Tang Zhengqing was that he found him so desperately. At the beginning, Tang Zhengqing had not noticed it, but Zhubert reminded Tang Zhengqing.
Kenny Smith, Barkley and O'Neal were commenting. Barkley had the best eyes, "Shake, I didn't expect anyone to wear your jersey to Staples?" Barkley saw the jersey on Tang Jianming beside Tang Zhengqing, which turned out to be the fat man's No. 34.
"There's nothing to do. I'm a great shark. Isn't it normal to wear my jersey?" O'Neal said proudly.
"Then guess where this person is from? Chinese, Neon, or Bangzi?" Barkley could see that Tang Zhengqing was from oriental, but he didn't know which country he was from.
"I guess it's the Neon Man," Kenny Smith guessed.
"Then I guess it's Chinese." O'Neal said no, thinking for a while and said.
"Why?" Barkley asked without guessing.
"After all, Chinese people are rich." O'Neal said the truth. These days were not in the 1980s and 1990s. At that time, they were probably neon people. However, China has replaced neons now, and is stronger and richer than the previous neons.
No matter how rich Neon is, he is just a horse-boy in the United States, but China is not. It is an independent country, a very powerful country, a country that has defeated the United States in war.
"Okay, then guess how many he can throw in?" Barkley continued to ask.
"I guess no one is possible." Kenny Smith said without waiting for O'Neal to speak.
"Kenny, what if you lose?" O'Neal didn't guess, but asked Kenny Smith directly.
"If I lose, I will treat you two to dinner." Kenny Smith is not that fool. It is impossible for him to kiss the ass and host the show naked.
Chapter completed!