The genius of the basketball madman is on the left

The laughter in the locker room made Han Xue's heart itch when he was squeezed at the door, and he didn't need to ask to know that Zuo Li must be uttering golden sentences frequently.

"No, I must go in and grab the first-hand interview materials!" Han Xue, who might give up in the past, clenched her fists to cheer herself up, and then pulled the 200-jin cameraman over to open the way for her.

"It's up to you! Snorkelling!"

"Hey hey hey hey, my camera!"

Han Xue who released the big move hid behind the strong man.

All the way!

What is weight is justice.

Under the bewildered expression of the 200-jin cameraman, Han Xue finally squeezed in.

However, Han Xue, who had been drilling for a long time, just wanted to raise her head when she was held down by a big hand. Before she had time to feel the temperature of her palm, she felt dizzy. She had been turned around and was led by this big hand to the door.

"Hey, hey, I came in with great difficulty." Han Xue waved her small arms.

"Stop drilling, it's closed, and if you look up again, you won't be a man with a topless body." Zuo Li's voice came.

When Han Xue finally raised her head, what she saw was Zuo Li's handsome face.

"Why did you catch me out?" Han Xue looked at Zuo Li ignorantly, and even scratched her chicken coop-shaped hair.

"The interview in the locker room is over, and the next interview will go to the press conference hall." Zuo Li looked at the unwilling Han Xue with a funny face. Are all the little girls on CCTV so funny?

"Ah, why is this..." Han Xue was discouraged. If she knew she would have come earlier, is there still time to go to the press conference hall?

But she looked up and saw Zuo Li's attire, simple sportswear with a schoolbag with a basketball in it at first glance, it was not attire for going to the hall at first glance.

"Then why don't you go to the press conference?" Han Xue woke up instantly.

It stands to reason that every player is not likely to refuse an occasion like a press conference. This is an important opportunity for exposure, and not everyone can go, except for the boss of the team and the star, then only the game will be played. The best players can go, which also represents the status of the team.

But it is very possible to put it on Zuo Li. He does not need such an occasion to show his status now, and anyone who knows Zuo Li well knows that he prefers a relaxed interview environment like the locker room or the sidelines. Launch was never interesting.

This season, Zuo Li has repeatedly found various reasons not to go to the press conference. This is what D'Antoni is most helpless. Grab the strong man to save the field.

There is no way, whoever is his favorite player, he can only pamper him.

"Ah, I was supposed to go, but I still have something to do, so I told the coach, and Randolph will go for me."

"Ah, can you do an interview here, please, please!"

With big watery eyes, if it's not Zuo Li, the average player can't handle it at all. Unfortunately, Zuo Li is not an ordinary person. Besides, he often looks at his girlfriend's big eyes so that Zuo Li is now almost immune to all beauty damage, and He has important things to do on his mind right now.

"I'm sorry, I have something important to do. If it's too late, I won't be able to make it." Zuo Li gave a smile in line with social expectations, and then patted Han Xue's head. Not to mention the good touch, Zuo Li gradually felt Duncan's happiness arrive.

"Ah, where are you going! Can you take me with you!" Even though he was rejected, thick skin as a reporter is a basic requirement. Han Xue keenly sensed that Zuo Li might be going to do big things, so he sent out the request immediately.

Zuo Li thought for a while, he was going to find Nash to see if he had the opportunity to ask him about passing skills and experience, because the next game against the Lakers was the day after tomorrow, and the Knicks decided to play in Phoenix in order to let the players rest. Get some sleep, and leave for Los Angeles early tomorrow morning. After all, Phoenix and Los Angeles are only an hour’s flight away, so it’s enough to prepare for the battle.

And Zuo Li did not forget to check the Suns' schedule. The next game is still the day after tomorrow. The home game against the Grizzlies is not a very difficult game.

So Zuo Li decided that it would be better to hit the sun than to choose a date. The next time we meet again is two months away, and the day lily will be cold by then, so Zuo Li decided to attack decisively and go directly to the door of Phoenix's locker room!

Opportunities are all spelled out.

Thinking about it, this is not a shameful thing, so Zuo Li said: "Okay, then don't bring the camera, you follow me alone."

After finishing speaking, Zuo Li walked to the next door, counting the time, it should still be there.

And Han Xue stood still and fell into a tangle. Hearing Zuo Li's invitation, Han Xue instantly made up an 80-episode series of bitterness in his mind. He heard that many NBA players have a soft spot for reporters. It's late at night, and I left with Zuo Li alone, so what if... I agree, or I agree.

"Hey, Han Xue, why are you blushing." The photographer, a 200-jin siege weapon, reached out his hand to touch Han Xue's head.

"I want you to control! Hmph! Don't slap me on the head! If Zuo Li won't let you follow, then I will go by myself. You wait for me here for half an hour. If I don't come back, then you go back first. If I don't come back at night If you don't come back... then call the police!" I believe everyone has experienced the scene of interrupting the fantasy in the girl's mind, and Han Xue instantly grinned like a fried American shorthair cat.

Then he took the bag and walked in the direction of Zuo Li.

The 200-jin photographer was left in a mess. Didn't you like Zuo Li touching your hair just now?

Damn, it turns out that I am a tool man who opens the way...

"Sorry." Another assistant patted the shoulder of the photo. Although you don't even have a name, you still have a role...

And here, Han Xue followed Zuo Li to the destination, the home team locker room, within two steps!

Han Xue blinked, feeling a little disappointed, coughing.

She also understood that Zuo Li didn't want to do something to her, but what was he doing? He felt that he didn't enjoy playing on the court and wanted to fight off the court? !

"Where is Steve Nash?" Zuo Li politely knocked on the door.

The locker room was quiet. After a while, Nash opened the door and came out: "Hey, buddy, what's the matter?"

Nash is also a bit confused. It is really uncommon to find opponents in the locker room directly.

"Ah, the show ended too soon, so I didn't say hello to you." Zuo Li expressed his kindness and hugged Nash.

"Ah, it's okay, I should wait for you." Nash replied with high EQ: "Good job, you just defeated us, the future is..."

"Wait a minute, Steve, Duncan's training session will end here." Zuo Li squeezed his temples with a headache: "Let's gossip, I'm here tonight to ask you for advice!"

"Ask me? Ask for advice?" Nash said a bit squarely, "Did you misunderstand the person, that Shaq guy is in the press conference hall."

Nash said in his heart that you, a center, want to ask me for advice, and you just scored 50 points, and you need me to teach you something, I can't get such a high score.

"Oh, Shaq, I'll talk about it later. I want to ask you, do you have time to practice with me at night? I want to ask you for advice on passing the ball!" Zuo Li said.

Over there, Han Xue listened to the conversation between the two, and the whole person was Spartan. What did she see? A big center who just scored 50 points, the first thing after winning is to ask the opponent's core skills? !

No wonder he grew up so fast...

"So you are such a champion!" Han Xue pointed at Zuo Li and shouted.