Basket under the front

Chapter 270 Meeting with the Giant

Rivers had a headache about what he could do when his team bumped into a hardliner like Van Gundy. The lineup of reporters who greeted the Celtics at the Houston airport scared him.

"What's going on!? Is this the playoffs?" Rivers has been living in the NBA for a long time, but he never thought that a regular season would attract so many reporters, waiting for the Celtics at least fifty or sixty media at Houston Airport!

This is your sister! Fifty or sixty media, hundreds of reporters, that posture is really about to catch up with the finals.

And this is still a watery Chinese media, all of black-haired and black-eyed Asians, which makes Rivers almost confused by the media' questions. The overwhelming flash simply makes people unable to open their eyes.

"Your boy's reputation in China is so famous?" It's not easy to get rid of so many chasers. Rivers almost twisted his chubby body and trotted all the way into the bus, but the first thing he did after sitting firmly was to drag Chen Feng over and ask the wild little one. Son.

"Head, do you think I'm not surprised? Just now, there were at least forty or fifty microphones in front of me. It was a miracle that I could find a bloody road to squeeze into the team's bus!" Chen Feng was also a little unbearable.

Indeed, no one has experienced such a ferocious experience. Even Pierce's knowledgeable guy has never been treated like this in the NBA. Whether he is playing abroad or going to the All-Stars, he has never had such an experience.

But everyone can see who the media came from. Although there are more than 20 people on the Celtics' side, most of the reporters threw the questions raised to Chen Feng, who was still confused.

Only Xie Miaomiao, who slipped to the car to take refuge, knew what was going on. "I guess these media knew that he was going to compete with YAO Ming, so they interviewed the opponent he was going to meet."

Xie Miaomiao pointed to Chen Feng, whose face was almost cramped, and said that although the Celtics had hidden away from the bus, there was still a large number of reporters around them. All kinds of long guns and short guns in their hands were aimed at Chen Feng. Even if they caught a shot, it was very heavy for them. Yes.

"Should I say it's my pleasure? Or is this my disaster?" Looking at the various traces left in the crowd just now, Chen Feng was really helpless. He didn't expect the domestic media to be so cruel.

"If you know that these guys have been squatting in Houston for several years, you can understand why they are so crazy. After all, direct confrontation like this is rare for domestic fans and them."

Although Xie Miaomiao doesn't want to say so, it is the fact that the domestic league is indeed not on the same level as the NBA, and YAO can meet opponents from China in the NBA, which is a thing that can not be found. Especially when Daqi is marginalized, after the bus returns to China, China Germany It was almost extinct. Many reporters were waiting for YI Jianlian to participate in the draft next year, but Chen Feng came out.

Although Chen Feng's brightest moment so far is just that he has won an MVP honor in the All-Star rookie match, for those domestic journalists, this is already quite a great recognition. Such an opponent collides with YAO and is completely matched. Get the title of their "Chinese Derby".

Compared with a starting domestic basketball foundation, any news report that can touch their nerves now needs a series of publicity. What's more, there is also a pusher around Chen Feng. There are continuous reports by Xie Miaomiao. Now Chen Feng's popularity in China is soaring sharply. .

According to Xie Miaomiao's own incomplete statistics, anyway, Chen Feng's number of fans has already exceeded 200,000, especially after the All-Star, his number of fans is continuing to expand. In fact, just by watching the All-Star vote, you can know how popular this boy has reached, maybe it's just Y When AO joined the Houston Rockets as the champion, there was such a hot scene.

Compared with the top league of the NBA, there are two Chinese people who play at the same time, and they have to compete directly face to face, which will definitely make the Rockets' ratings in China reach a very terrible level. Therefore, it is not surprising that there will be so many domestic reporters in Houston. It is.

"Good news is snatched out. Although many of them may not know you, from today on, the reports about you will also be born from these people. Positive, negative, and even in Boston in the future, you will see more and more journalists from China, which is an inevitable result. . "

Compared with Chen Feng, who has a headache, Xie Miaomiao has been prepared for such a scene. It is estimated that she is the most calm and calm on the whole bus. Compared with those peers, she has always maintained the lead.

"I hope tonight's game is not so crazy, but as you said, I think it won't be long before I can hear a group of people shouting cheers at me in Boston... Just thinking about it now, you can know that it's definitely a very 2 scene." This time Chen Feng is really a little timid. It is.

"You're right. It won't take long, because before I left Boston, when I went to Chinatown for dinner, I saw some people ordering cards to cheer you, all in real Chinese."

When Xie Miaomiao said this, there was a bright smile on his smooth, white and tender little face. Now in Chen Feng's eyes, there is absolutely no seductive feeling, just a trace of gloating.

"From your smile, I already have a premonition of suffering." Chen Feng looked at the crazy reporters outside the bus window and suddenly felt that if he returned to the home court this time, he may encounter something worse than here.

"Actually, it's nothing. Those compatriots just wrote a sentence on the cardboard, which is an encouragement to you."

"What did you write?" Seeing the thicker and stronger smile on Xie Miaomiao's face, Chen Feng could only ask. He could think that if it weren't very 2, this girl would not laugh like this.

"The spring breeze blows, the drums beat, who is Chen Feng afraid of playing?" When Xie Miaomiao finished this sentence, she was already laughing and trembling. Rivers, they were confused, and Chen Feng was almost internally injured.

"...I'll go!" If this ferocious slogan is really raised in Boston, and in case any media also sneaks over for an interview, Chen Feng can imagine what domestic newspapers can write.

However, no one can control these ferocious events that may happen in the future. The creativity of Chinese fans is always immeasurable. Now Chen Feng can only ask for more blessings.

For the media's pursuit and interception of the Celtics, the Celtics can only be braked statically. Fortunately, the hotel where they settled was not captured. Occasionally, some reporters came in to take advantage of a loophole and were also blocked by the staff. Rivers had to consider the whole game, not what Chinese journalists wanted to hear, but just some about Chen Feng's personal elimination. Xi.

For domestic journalists and media, when Chen Feng really met YAO Ming at the Toyota Center Stadium, it was the highlight, and the two parties did not expect that their first meeting would be noticed by so many people, but Chen Feng has never had stage fright, and YAO Ming is also strange. No wonder.

"Do you think we need to shake hands or something? Satisfy the wishes of those reporters?" The first sentence Chen Feng said to YAO Ming erased the strangeness between the two people.

Sometimes, people may be able to understand each other in one or two sentences, and some people may not understand what the other party is doing even if they are together every day.

And Chen Feng's familiarity, in this scene, there is absolutely no communication barrier. His easy joke made YAO Ming take a closer look at this fellow villager who may become a teammate of his national team in the future.

Absolutely strong, and there is a fierce feeling. The tough muscle mass is full of explosiveness. Even a big man like YAO has to say to himself, "Such a guy can be regarded as a qualified basket destroyer. He is strong and flexible. He must be a good insider. Hands."

Although Chen Feng has never decided which national team he wants to join, he still intends to float all the time. Anyway, YAO is now observing his fellow villager face to face. He feels that if there is such a helper standing beside him, no matter what opponent he encounters, he can't eat anything in the inside confrontation. What a loss.

It seems that it is really necessary to drag this guy into the national team, even if it's worth it.

Although I think so in my heart, this is the regular season of the NBA after all, and it is still on my doorstep. In addition to showing friendship, YAO obviously doesn't want to lose the game in front of his little brother.

"I hope you don't look embarrassed like you play against the Lakers tonight." YAO's response is also very relaxed, just like chatting at ordinary times. This is also a meaning in his words. He doesn't want to be like the unlucky Bynum today, and let Chen Feng die under the basket. Live up.

"If that guy is as tall as you, maybe the person who is ** will become me." Chen Feng is definitely not a compliment. Before we met, he only saw YAO Ming on TV. Now standing face to face can you feel the oppression from the other party's height. That guy is simply too high. Come on!

Now the darkest person must be Rondo, because in the team, Chen Feng always laughs that his height is 20 centimeters shorter than himself. As a result, Chen Feng can be more than ten centimeters less than that of YAO Ming.

Meeting such a little giant fellow villager, in addition to the flashes flashing around him, Chen Feng can also feel a pressure. It's not so easy to deal with such a big man...

It doesn't seem so easy to win this game in the fourth place in the west. Moreover, on the basketball battlefield where the Celtics have been able to take the initiative before, Chen Feng has to face such a big guy directly. Can he take advantage of the other party? Even he doesn't have one. Count.

It's easy to meet the little giant, but if you wrestle with the other party, I'm afraid it's a little difficult.