The best shooting guard in basketball

Chapter 21 Airport Situation
"Jingle bell! Jingle bell!"

In the early morning of the next day, Wu He, who was still asleep, was woken up by a series of phone calls. After looking at the caller ID, Wu He lost all sleepiness instantly and sat up quickly.

"Coach Hollins, are you looking for me?"

"Michael, do you know where everyone is now?"

On the other end of the line, Hollins' voice sounded emotionless.

"Coach, are you at the Barclays Center?" Asked tentatively, Wu He felt that Hollins on the other side of the phone was the calm before the storm.

"Congratulations, our rookie player, the team now gives you two choices." Hollins didn't answer, but suddenly said something that made Wu Hyuk puzzled.

"First, two days off, let you have a good sleep." Hollins said, his tone suddenly changed: "Second, hurry up and buy me a plane ticket to San Antonio!"

"Coach, have you already gone to San Antonio?" Standing up from the bed, Wu He almost threw the phone in his hand.

Indeed, the team said before that the away game will pass as early as possible, so Coach Hollins also specially asked the players yesterday to gather at the Barclays Center early the next day
Suddenly thought of something, Wu He tremblingly moved the phone screen in front of him, flicked the screen lightly, the 12 missed call reminders on it were particularly eye-catching!
"Coach, I'll go buy a plane ticket right away!" Responding, Wu He quickly assured Hollins, and then he was taught a few words by Hollins, hung up the phone, finished washing, Wu He put on sunglasses and a hat just in case, hail a taxi, and rushed to the airport.

"Chinese nationality? Traveling?"

At the airport, the conductor at the ticket window saw Wu He's ID card and asked.

"not me."

"Ha, it looks like he came to America to work." Just when Wu He was about to explain, a black man standing beside him said with a smile, and then he looked Wu He up and down, and snorted: "Look at his body, he probably moved bricks in Detroit."

The black man talked vigorously, but Wu He didn't bother to pay attention, and whispered something to the conductor, who covered his mouth, then nodded, ready to help Wu He complete the ticket purchase.

"Hey, it looks like I hit the spot. There's nothing shameful about being a brick mover. With your skin color, it's considered a success if you can get enough money to buy a plane ticket in the United States." Seeing Wu He whispering to the conductor, the black man thought he had hit the spot, and his face was even more smug.

"By the way, have you heard that a kid with the same skin color as you entered the NBA recently?" Although Wu He didn't respond to the black man, he asked himself and answered: "I watched the video of him and Mudiay's heads-up, but I didn't expect Mudiay to be so serious. I guess that kid doesn't know what level he is."

"I just bought a ticket to San Antonio this time, and I want to see him lose confidence by Kawhi Leonard!" The black man said, grabbing Wu He who was about to go away: "Hey, yellow-skinned brother, is it possible that a rookie has gained a little fame, and even a brick-and-mortar like you has become tough?"

I said so much, why didn't the Asian man in front of me respond at all?

Staring at no one?

"Sorry, if you have anything else to say, let's talk about it next time we meet. My plane is about to take off." Wu He shook off the black man's hand, walked two steps, stopped suddenly, turned around, Wu He said lightly: "Also, the Kawhi Leonard you mentioned just now may doubt life next time."

"Leonard doubts life?" Hearing Wu He's words, the black man couldn't help being stunned for a moment, and then laughed loudly: "Hahaha, sure enough, a rookie who thrived by putting water and fire on fire actually made the brick movers proud!"

"you"

The black man wanted to say something, but found that Wu He had long since disappeared. He shook his head, and he didn't bother to think about it. After all, he was a person who could go to the scene to watch the game, and he was like a brick mover who relied on others to talk!
What did the guy say next time we meet?
I wouldn't go to a certain construction site just to get serious with this kind of person!
As long as Kawhi Leonard, the best defensive player, plays normally in the next game, let alone the brick mover, even the NBA rookie will be disgraced!

"The flight from New York to San Antonio is about to take off, please go to the check-in area to check in and enter the station!"

On the other side, Wu He had already completed the ticket check and sat down in his seat. Recalling what happened just now, he couldn't help but smile.

"I didn't expect you to be on this flight." At this moment, a female voice came from Wu He's side.

Hearing the sound and looking over, Wu He was startled.

"It's really strange to see a guy dressed like me." Wu He said jokingly, and then asked carefully: "Madam, do you know me?"

No, I'm clearly disguised very well, how could anyone recognize me, let alone I'm not very famous?
Just when Wu He was wondering, the woman on the seat next to him smiled: "You are pretending like me, and of course I have a profound influence on you. You were the one who was provoked by a black man when buying tickets just now."

"I apologize to you for the unfriendly behavior of the Americans." Said, the woman slightly bowed her head to Wu Hyuk.

"I don't care about that kind of person at all, and next time we meet, he will know how stupid he is." The woman's attitude is sincere, but Wu He doesn't take it seriously.

"By the way, do you know the Chinese rookie that person mentioned earlier?" The woman asked after laughing at what Wu He said.

Although Wu He's words are very domineering, in her opinion, this is just the helplessness of the small character. On the contrary, she is very interested in the recently famous Chinese rookie.

"You mean Michael Wu?" Wu He pretended to be surprised and asked, "Is there any Chinese who doesn't know him now?"

"Oh, I mean forget it, you probably don't know him." There was a trace of regret on the woman's face, but she quickly returned to normal: "I am very interested in Chinese players, including the former Yao, Yi and the current Jeremy Lin. When they play basketball, they are full of wisdom."

"But that Michael Wu is completely different from them. He didn't act that smart. Of course, I'm not belittling him." The woman explained, and continued: "I don't know if you watched his game yesterday. When he played against Jimmy Butler, Michael's performance was really cool!"

"Actually." Hearing the woman's words full of admiration, Wu He couldn't help but say, "I am Michael Wu."

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