NBA: Goat is actually me

Chapter 4 The education I received since childhood does not allow me to do this kind of thing

Chapter 4 The education I received since childhood does not allow me to do this kind of thing
"we are the champion!!!"

The moment the final whistle blew, countless Syracuse University fans shouted this sentence in unison.

The fans were in tears and extremely excited!
This is the first championship trophy in the history of Syracuse University. Fans have waited too long for this moment.

The Syracuse University players hugged each other on the court to celebrate, and Meng Jin also rushed out from the player tunnel.

His teammates surrounded Meng Jin in the middle. A day ago, Meng Jin was just a nobody and a water dispenser manager, but now he is a hero of Syracuse University.

Meng Jin smiled happily, he felt the joy of becoming famous with one goal.

"Give me the ladder, I want to cut down that damn net!" Meng Jin shouted, pointing at the net.

Cutting the net is a signature act of celebrating victory in basketball games.

The Indiana University players left the field in dismay, without even shaking hands with their opponents.

Bob Knight took the lead in leaving the court. Something unpleasant happened between the two sides at the end of the game. The coach's temper flared up again. He couldn't wait to go off the court and accuse Meng Jin of his brutality to the reporters.

The Syracuse University players celebrated wildly on the court. Meng Jin enjoyed the feeling so much that he played a human wave game with the fans.

At the award ceremony, the live DJ played "One Shining Moment". This was the first time this song was played in public. In the future, this song will become a classic song of March Madness.

When they saw the trophy, many veteran players cried, but Meng Jin did not cry. He just felt happy because his experience was different from those veteran players.

Those veteran players had to fight for two, three or even four years before they could touch the championship trophy. Meng Jin was different. It only took him one year, or to be precise, one game.

The tournament quickly announced the winner of the MOP - Syracuse University point guard Douglas.

Douglas scored 19 points tonight. According to the rules, whoever scores more points on the championship team will be the most valuable player.

But in the eyes of many fans, Meng Jin is the most valuable player of the night. In addition to his contribution on the field, his two KOs are also plus points.

In an interview after the game, head coach Boeheim smiled and faced the camera: "This was a tough game. There were some minor incidents during the game, but we still completed the task smoothly. I am proud of my boys and hope they can enjoy this championship and this holiday."

The reporter raised the microphone and asked: "Why did you let Meng play in the second half? Was this intentional?"

Boeheim looked calm: "Yes, that's right, he is the team's secret weapon. I know what you want to ask, why didn't you use such a good player earlier? What I want to ask is, have you ever played poker? Would you play the king bomb right at the start?"

The Syracuse players nearby were dumbfounded when they heard this. It turned out that not everyone could be a coach. First of all, one had to be thick-skinned.

Meng Jin was also surrounded by a group of reporters. Everyone was very interested in this yellow boy who shined in the finals.

"The coach said you are the team's secret weapon. Playing such an important role, do you feel any psychological burden before going on the court?" asked a male reporter from NBC.

Meng Jin looked at him doubtfully: "Did the coach really say that?"

"YES." The reporter nodded affirmatively.

Meng Jin turned his head and found Boeheim smiling at him.

Meng Jin's thoughts at this time were the same as those of his teammates: how shameless they were.

After quickly managing his expression, Meng Jin said to the reporter: "What I appreciate about the coach is his sincerity. He always speaks the truth."

"So do you have any psychological burden before going on stage?"

Meng Jin shook his head: "Not at all, I'm very relaxed, just like in a training match."

The reporter from Sports Illustrated immediately asked, "Do you knock out your teammates in practice? Two of them?"

"Hahahaha!"

There was laughter all around.

After the laughter stopped, Meng Jin explained patiently, "It was not my intention to hurt other players. My original intention was to stop the conflict. I realized that the situation was developing out of control. In order to avoid a large-scale conflict, it was necessary to knock down one or two people."

"Excuse me, can you say that again?" the Sports Illustrated reporter asked doubtfully.

Meng Jin cleared his throat and said, "I don't like fighting in my life, so I have to stop fighting."

"Your punching is very professional. Can you tell us where you trained?" the reporter continued to ask.

"Sorry, you asked too many questions about boxing. I'm a basketball player." Meng Jin was a little annoyed and quickly ended the topic.

"Who is your idol?" asked a hot red-haired female reporter.

"Wilt Chamberlain." Meng Jin replied.

"Great player, do you also want to score 100 points like him?" the reporter asked. "No, I admire his attitude towards life." Meng Jin replied.

"You're very interesting. What are you going to do after the game? Celebrate?"

"My teammates just told me that we are going to have a party, but the bad news is that I don't have a date. Would you like to be my date?"

The female reporter smiled and said, "Are you always so direct?"

Meng Jin told the hot girl reporter: "You can refuse, I won't be angry."

The reporter smiled and said, "No, I'm just a little surprised. The Chinese people I know are generally shy. Haha, I agree. I'm very happy to attend the championship celebration banquet."

Meng Jin is very direct and generous, and the red-haired reporter likes him very much. In fact, most American girls like this kind of guy.

Just like that, Meng Jin took the beautiful reporter away amid everyone's surprised gazes.

At 3 a.m., the doorbell rang just as Meng Jin entered the hotel room.

"No need for room service!" Meng Jin shouted. He had just attended a celebration banquet and was now physically and mentally exhausted. All he wanted was to sleep.

"jingle!"

The doorbell rang again.

Five seconds later, Meng Jin opened the door and a blonde girl stood in front of him.

Meng Jin quickly looked her over and said, "Girl, you look familiar."

"HI! Meng, I'm a member of the Syracuse cheerleading team." The blonde girl stretched out her hand and greeted him.

Meng Jin smiled and said, "Then I may disappoint you. There is no basketball court in my room."

"My work doesn't necessarily have to be done on the basketball court." The blonde girl gave Meng Jin a seductive look and was about to rush in.

Meng Jin ruthlessly reached out and stopped her outside the door.

"Is this how you treat a lady?" the blonde continued to tease.

Meng Jin said righteously: "I'm sorry, the education I received since childhood does not allow me to do such a thing."

An hour ago, he was still in the bathroom of a party chatting about life with a female reporter, and now his skills are still cooling down.

"Perhaps you'd like to try something new."

The blonde looked to the side and another blonde walked into Meng Jin's sight.

Meng Jin was stunned. Is there another expert?

He finally understood why so many NBA players were willing to fall into depravity. There were too many temptations.

Meng Jin did not refuse this time. After the two blonde girls entered the room, Meng Jin hung a "Do Not Disturb" sign on the door.

He wanted to see what tricks these two people were trying to play.

It was not until 1:30 in the afternoon that Meng Jin opened his sleepy eyes.

"Are you awake?" the blonde asked.

"Good morning." Meng Jin said sleepily.

"It's already afternoon," the blonde smiled.

"How did you feel last night?" a blonde asked with a smile.

When leaving, the two men wrote the contact number on a piece of paper and gave it to Meng Jin.

After they left, Meng Jin turned around and threw it into the trash can.

He likes the freshness and excitement of chasing the ball, and it would be boring to experience the same person repeatedly.

Just as Meng Jin was about to leave the house, the system prompt sounded.

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(End of this chapter)

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