NBA: A collection of super busts

Chapter 118 You think you're worthy of being in the national team?

The next morning, Ye Feng left the top-floor suite. Although the front desk staff found it quite strange that he ordered breakfast for both rooms at the same time, their professionalism led them to quietly prepare breakfast for both rooms simultaneously.

Then it was another busy day for Ye Feng.

From morning till night, it was all about the league's activities. In the evening, Ye Feng originally wanted to continue checking the quality of the windows, or see what clothes Mary Kate had in her closet.

But the two girls, unaware of what had happened, adopted an attitude of completely keeping an eye on each other and not giving each other any free time.

So the two of them sent Ye Feng a text message almost at the same time.

"My sisters won't let me go out; they insist on dragging me shopping. Maybe tomorrow?"

To be honest, given the almost simultaneous timing and rhythm of the text messages, Ye Feng felt a little uneasy about sending them.

He's a normal person. He doesn't fantasize about some magical rice bowl. He only worries about whether he'll be exposed and then get killed by the two sisters with a machete.

If they don't let us go, at least it's safe!

Therefore, Ye Feng decisively chose to go with Kidd to watch the All-Star individual competitions.

"What about the girls?" Kidd chuckled. "How many did you snag yesterday?"

"Definitely not a single one," O'Neal chimed in again. "Twins just sound exciting, but getting them is incredibly difficult! Especially getting them at the same time!"

"Even if the two of them are together, it is extremely difficult to win over either of them. Separating them will actually make the difficulty drop dramatically."

Ye Feng really wanted to say that O'Neal was right, but his manners made him just smile, which was considered an admission that he was right.

O'Neal got even more excited: "If you really want to meet some twins, there is such a business in Los Angeles. Let me tell you, I once went to a place where, not only were there twins, there were even... and... and..."

"Wow, that's impressive!" Ye Feng couldn't help but gasp. He looked at Kidd with an expression that seemed to say, "Los Angeles is awesome, New Yorkers can't compare!"

Kidd couldn't stand that look. He immediately snorted and said, "It's just 'ya' (a slang term for something cheap or cheap), what's so great about it? It's all the same stuff you see everywhere in New York. Let me tell you, New York has 'ya' (another slang term for something cheap or cheap), especially that one, you've definitely never experienced it, Shaq?"

"When you go to New York for an away game, I'll show you what I'm made of!"

If he was just surprised before, Ye Feng is now utterly shocked.

New Yorkers are just as good as Los Angelesers!

"Shall we try out XX and XX in Los Angeles today?" Ye Feng rubbed his hands together, looking expectant.

"No problem! Just a word from you." O'Neal patted his chest.

This promise made Ye Feng even less interested in tonight's already rather boring individual competition.

What skills, three-pointers, dunks—none of them compare to the excitement of a show orchestrated by Shaq?

After watching the individual competitions without any surprises, Ye Feng hurriedly left the arena with O'Neal and Kidd.

Meanwhile, the Olsen sisters, who appeared to be very close, were strolling hand in hand in a luxury shopping mall, but they would frequently pick up their phones to check their phones.

He still hasn't messaged me.

Did you give up after being rejected once?

A disappointing man.

"What are you looking at, sis?"

"time!"

"Checking the time every 3 minutes? You'll age very quickly."

"Don't you check it every 3 minutes too?"

"I'm different, I'm waiting for a boy to ask me out!"

Upon hearing this, the two, who were already holding hands tightly, entangled even more tightly.

Both of them decided that if no one asked them out, they absolutely could not let the woman beside them go out and have fun.

no way!

In the blink of an eye, All-Star Weekend has come to its final day, which is also the main event of each All-Star Game.

On this day, the stars finally didn't have to spend the whole day doing community activities. They only visited a few places at the end of the morning and could rest at the hotel from noon onwards.

In the afternoon, they went to the stadium for training. After training, each star player had to participate in a huge interview, also known as a roundtable discussion.

The league would prepare a huge conference room, where the stars would be scattered in various locations, and reporters would form a circle around them, as if they were having a meeting at a round table. This is the origin of the term.

Reporters can also use this time to ask all sorts of questions, inquiring about anything they want to know.

At the same time, this roundtable discussion will also serve as a true test of the athletes' popularity.

The real big names and top stars are surrounded by layers of reporters who bombard them with questions, keeping them completely occupied and giving them no time to rest.

For example, players like Carter, O'Neal, Kobe, Iverson, and McGrady always had a long line of people waiting to answer questions.

As for those second- or third-tier stars, or even those who were selected simply by luck or because their competitors were too weak, the number of reporters in front of them was negligible.

Even someone like Magloire could be completely ignored; if he were to take out a book and start reading, no one would find it abrupt or consider him impolite.

The number of people in front of Ye Feng was neither too many nor too few. There were more people than most star players, but significantly fewer than other All-Star starters.

This number of people allowed Ye Feng to answer questions more freely, instead of having to answer one after another like in a battle.

Tonight's reporters focused more on Ye Feng's relationship with James. Everyone wanted to know how things were between them, whether they were friends, and whether Ye Feng's trade was because of James.

Ye Feng didn't bother to respond to these questions that had been asked to death, and all he could say were platitudes and official jargon.

Ye Feng is no longer in the state of righteous indignation and resentment he felt when he was first traded, and he no longer feels the urge to vent whenever he has the chance.

Especially since he had already taken his revenge.

He stole the MVP award from LeBron James in the rookie game and reached an agreement with the stars to jointly target James and the Grizzlies and eliminate them from the playoffs.

Ye Feng is not one to hold grudges.

Having avenged himself, Ye Feng would naturally refrain from speaking ill of James as long as James stopped provoking him.

But if he provokes us again... hehe.

The first half of the time basically passed quickly amidst these questions and back-and-forth exchanges.

But as the roundtable discussion was drawing to a close, an old acquaintance of Ye Feng's, Duan Zai, finally squeezed in front of Ye Feng, held up the microphone, and asked, "You said before that you hoped to represent the Chinese team and play for your country, right?"

"Yes," Ye Feng said, "this has always been my dream."

"Has nothing changed?"

"Why would there be a change?" Ye Feng frowned, sensing something was wrong. Why would Duan Ran ask such a question if nothing was wrong?

Then, Duan asked a third question: "But some people in China criticized you for this."

"Criticism?" Ye Feng was completely baffled. What was there to criticize? And what was the point of criticism?

"The national team may not need you. You may not be selected for the national team. The national team is not your backyard. You can't just enter or leave as you please." Duan Zai immediately said, "Your way of declaring your entry into the national team is neither in accordance with procedures nor logic."

"You can't do that! This is moral blackmail, putting extra pressure on the Basketball Association and forcing them to select you for the team."

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"Your behavior is selfish, irresponsible, unfair, and will cause trouble for the coaching staff, team manager, and other players."

At this point, Duan Zaichong exchanged a wink with Ye Feng, then asked, "What do you think?"

"Huh? Me? How am I supposed to see it?" Ye Feng pointed to his nose: "Are these the problems you made up?"

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Duan Ran said, "These are the exact words of a relevant person in China who wished to remain anonymous."

"Aside from swearing, I have nothing to say." Ye Feng was so angry that he laughed. He never expected that someone would use official jargon on him.

Doesn't this mean: You think you're qualified for the national team? You're just a lousy player, whether you make the national team or not isn't up to you!

"All I can say is that there are several people on the national team who are my friends. If I can't be selected, then I can only cheer for the team from the sidelines and stand with them through thick and thin."

Having asked this many questions, Duan felt that was enough. He winked at Ye Feng and then quietly withdrew.

Ye Feng knew that these questions would quickly become hot topics in China.

Duan will definitely use this report to build momentum for himself and demonstrate his determination and ideas.

Then, Ye Feng became curious about the current public opinion trends and situation in China.

who is it?

Which bastard jumped out and said I didn't follow the rules and might not make it into the national team?

Which idiot is it that thinks I'm not following the rules and is trying to morally blackmail me?

These idiots don't understand football, yet they're incredibly good at labeling people and spouting nonsense.

These guys are just asking for trouble! They need to be taught a lesson, they need to know that some people are not to be trifled with.

You want to control me? You want me to be your dog and be subjected to your PUA tactics?

I want to eat fart!

Then, when the roundtable meeting ended, Ye Feng took advantage of the remaining time to find Duan Ran.

"Who?"

"The biggest one in the Basketball Association." Duan Ran looked around and whispered, "A few hours ago, when the director of the Basketball Association was being interviewed by the media, a reporter asked him when he would recruit you into the team and what the team's goal would be after you joined."

"Then he said those things to criticize you."

"He criticized me?" Ye Feng scoffed. "Screw him! Doesn't he understand the truth? It's not that I have to join the national team, it's that the national team needs me!"

"If we speak politely and politely, we can talk about anything. But if he acts like this, I'm definitely going to flip the table!"

Duan Ran, true to his word, patted his chest and said, "Don't worry, since I asked, I'll definitely help you get revenge! Even if I can't get you into the national team, I can at least get public opinion to support you and the fans to side with you!"

"Isn't that inappropriate?" Ye Feng said, "I think you shouldn't get involved in this. I'm already happy that you told me. If you get involved, they won't let you off the hook."

"Your website and your job will definitely be affected."

"You're afraid of me!" Duan Ran snapped. "We're friends. If friends can't even help each other with something as small as this, and I just watch you get bullied, I'll despise myself!"

"You have guts!" Ye Feng said sincerely, "But I still have to say, the situation is different now than before. The matter of Dazhi is still hanging in the balance, and now you're getting involved in such a high-level matter, which will really affect your career."

Duan became increasingly agitated as he spoke, and retorted, "So what if I go home and collect rent! I don't believe he can tear my house down!"

"Thank you!" Having said all that, what else could Ye Feng say? He patted Duan Zai on the shoulder and said, "I'll remember this favor. If you ever need anything, just ask! I'll definitely do my best to help."

"There really is something," Duan Ran chuckled, rubbing his hands together. "My idol is Reggie Miller. Could you arrange for me to do an exclusive interview with him?"

"I don't know him!" Ye Feng was genuinely at a loss. He had played basketball with Miller and exchanged a few swear words with him, but they were definitely not friends.

But after saying that, Ye Feng quickly nodded and said, "No problem! Since you said it, I'll definitely do it!"

Duan Ran has been so considerate, would it be appropriate for me to grumble and complain?

I must help with this.

Then, Ye Feng turned around and went to find Kidd.

He's a rookie, a newcomer, he doesn't know many big names, unlike Kidd.

You can't go wrong asking him for help.

"Why bother interviewing that old asshole Reggie? You can have your friend interview me, I'll definitely cooperate." Kidd said, "That old asshole is completely impervious to both soft and hard approaches."

"Then I'll go ask Jermaine and Ron." Ye Feng sighed, looking utterly disappointed. "I always thought Jason could handle everything and was friends with the entire league."

"Which bastard taught you such a shameless trick?" Kidd cursed. "I'll go ask him for you! That old geezer should give me some face; he owes me money."