Buddha's light illuminates NBA

Chapter 48
"Ang, Ang, Umbrella Castle! What did I hear? They shouted MVP! What did I see again? They were imitating Lu's movements! That, the declaration before the lore!"

All the water Barkley had just poured into his mouth spewed out.

His face was full of exclamations, he didn't know whether he was lamenting the data, or the MVP shouts of the audience, or the uniform movements of the audience.

"Lu is definitely worth it. Anyway, if we only choose the MVP of this season from the first three games, I will vote for Lu right now!" Kenny Smith shrugged. He couldn't help being as impressed by Lu Ming's three games as the fans.

Especially this one.

Although he hasn't forgotten that maybe he will be a new member of the women's wear gang.

"Count me in too!"

Barkley said, reached out and patted Kenny Smith on the shoulder, and wiped off the water on his hands calmly.

At the end of the game, the two sides went to the court to pay tribute.

Coach Eddie Jordan was quite helpless, hoping that Lu Ming would not be so efficient, and he realized it.

But to win, he failed.

And it failed completely.

Looking at the red-faced D'Antoni, he was so envious and jealous, "Mike, congratulations!"

"Thank you!" Although D'Antoni wanted to say something, he was afraid of being beaten.

Iguodala, who was defending Lu Ming all the time, knew that he had failed on the defensive end in this game. He couldn't prevent the opponent from winning, and he couldn't prevent him from winning the youngest triple-double record.

"Thanks! Hey Andre, lighten up!"

Lu Ming thought it was just a light hug, but Iguodala hooked his neck very hard, which made the place where he was hit by the other party hurt even more.

"Ha ha!"

Iguodala laughed a bit, still hooked Lu Ming's neck, and actually made an appointment for a meal, "After the interview, have a meal together?"

"Okay, my treat."

Lu Ming was stunned for a moment. This was the first time that the opponent offered to have a meal after the game, and then asked, "Everyone together?"

"I don't care." After Iguodala finished speaking, he let go of Lu Ming.

As a professional player, you never know when you will be traded to another team, so in the NBA, after every game, there may be a plot of "turning enemies into friends".

Of course, those who purposely want to join another team are not in this category.

What Lu Ming didn't know at this time was that Iguodala had already been convinced by him.

Iguodala knows what his defensive strength is like today. If he is facing Kobe's abnormality, it is not surprising that he scored more than 60 points in the game.

But Lu Ming is just a rookie who only played in the third game!
Although Iguodala also understands that if there is another match, or if the next game is still played by their two teams, he believes that the winning side must be the 76ers.

Unless, Lu Ming's teammates still have such a damned hit rate.

But a rookie who can still use his own advantages to help the team win despite a bad start is already the performance of a high-quality core.

Iguodala thought he couldn't do that.

He really wanted to ask Lu Ming how he did it during the meal.

"Hey! The youngest Mr. Triple-Double, congratulations!"

Taylor Swift, who is 1 meters tall, still looks a little small when standing next to Lu Ming.

"Thank you!"

Lu Ming nodded, then saw Jimmy Fat Lun next to him, "Hey, hello!"

"Hi, youngest Mr. Triple-Double!"

Jimmy Fat Lun seemed to have a little smirk on his chubby face. Before Lu Ming could react, he pushed Taylor Swift onto Lu Ming.

Lu Ming instantly felt that he was hit by someone with a ball.

And it was five or six years later, the style of dribbling with the ball in the small ball era.

"what!"

The two exclaimed at the same time.

Taylor Swift quickly let go of her subconsciously clenched hands, straightened her clothes and messy hair, turned around to find Fat Jimmy, but found that he had already run away, and smiled helplessly at Lu Ming, "Lu, I'm sorry. Jimmy is a very good person, but he just likes to joke."

"It's okay." Lu Ming also smiled.

"That's good. Well, our great youngest Mr. Triple-Double, can you give me another little hug?" Taylor Swift suddenly showed the gesture of an extremely young daughter.

"..."

Lu Ming was a little speechless, but still satisfied her little request.

Afterwards, Lu Ming accepted a sideline interview with Louise Clifton.

This can be regarded as an acquaintance, so the questions given are very friendly. After accepting her interview, I am going to go back to the locker room to take a shower.

Walking to the aisle, I saw the little boy wearing the No. 8 jersey again. No, the little fan didn't see him this time, and he was talking to the father next to him.

"Hey!" Lu Ming shouted at him.

"land!"

The little boy turned his head subconsciously, then saw Lu Ming, and ran over excitedly, "Lu, you won! You won!"

Lu Ming laughed, and then said something that made the fans even more excited, "Yes, we won!"

After the little boy got excited, he suddenly became shy. With the other hand, he was still holding his father's hand, trying to say something, but he looked very embarrassed.

"This is for you, do you want it?" Lu Ming didn't wait for him to speak, he took off his competition shoes and handed them to him.

"Give it to me?!" The little boy was stunned, unable to believe it.

He just wanted an autograph.

"Why, don't you?" Lu Ming said, making a movement to take back his sneakers.

"Yes! Yes! I want!" The little fan quit all of a sudden, almost hanging on the railing, with both hands outstretched towards the sneakers, startling everyone.

Fortunately, his father was pulling the neck behind.

"Hey, be careful! Haha!" Lu Ming was also amused by the little fan, and handed over his sneakers.

"Thank you, Lu!" the little boy said happily, hugging his sneakers tightly.

"I want to thank you too."

Lu Ming stretched out his hand, glanced at the little boy's father again, and rubbed the little boy's head after getting approval, "If it wasn't for your encouragement, we might have lost this game."

After speaking, he turned and left.

The little boy froze there, then looked up at his father who was smiling all over his face, "Dad, is what Lu said true?"

"Yes."

"..."

Back in the locker room, after receiving the celebration prepared by his teammates, including Nate Robinson, he hurried to take a shower.

After taking a shower, it was time for another round of media interviews.

Reporters have a lot of questions today.

Most of it is about court performance. I asked why he made as many as 7 turnovers in this game?
For this, Lu Ming explained the reason, praised Iguodala's defense, apologized to the coaching staff, teammates and fans, and then said sincerely, "All mistakes are gifts from God! These gifts will be the secret weapon for my growth."

A sincere and wise answer.

The crowd applauded.

Then the media also asked about the contradictions in the Knicks' locker room. Of course, there were also some questions about where he went during the period at the beginning of the second quarter.

And, is there any injury to his body?

Lu Ming still felt a little more tired dealing with the media's problems than dealing with the competition.

Although it takes no effort to answer the questions from the media, it really takes a lot of thinking. You have to think a lot, and you can't speak casually.

Otherwise, if you don't know which paragraph in which sentence you say, it will be magnified by the media!
Hurt others, but also hurt themselves.

What is even more speechless is that entertainment reporters have also mixed in these media.

Someone actually asked him if he knew Taylor Swift, if the two were dating, and what they said at the end of the game.

That's enough gossip.

Still dating, where to go with where.

　Friday, another round of recommendations!Great editor, what kind of recommendation can you give?Don't have nothing?Probably not, I watch sports channels, um, probably not. . . PS newcomer new book!Lao Han is here to thank everyone for their support!Those who have tickets give a ticket, and those who have a ticket give a personal ticket. Well, those who have money, give a reward, haha! ! PS. I strongly recommend the classification, come on, Laohan! !
　　
　
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