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Chapter 15 Draft

Author: A hint of divination

Madison Garden was very lively tonight. As Li Pu looked around, there were people everywhere above his head.

I can't help it, I'm too tall and I can't see my face at all.

"Mom and Dad, please stay at home. If you didn't come, you didn't come! You can still cheer for Prince and me in front of the TV!"

Despite the noise around him, the sound of Lin Shuhao's phone call could still be heard in his ears.

Lin Shuhao's parents originally wanted to come, but they were dissuaded by Lin Shuhao.

Obviously, he is still not confident that he can be selected tonight!

Worried that parents would come to the scene and let them down.

"You two stay, you two please stay!"

In the player tunnel area, Li Pu and Lin Shuhao were stopped by several people.

I looked down and saw that Li Pu actually recognized him. He had a big head, a thick neck, and wore glasses to pretend to be a cook. Isn't this the editor of Su University?

As a former basketball enthusiast, Li Pu watched many game broadcasts and was very familiar with the face of this senior domestic commentator.

"Hello! Li Pu, Lin Shuhao, we are reporters from China. My name is Su Qun. Can I interview you?" Su Qun said to Li Pu in English.

"Just use Chinese, both of us can do it!" Seeing a camera filming, Li Pu replied in Chinese.

"That's great! I didn't expect to see two Chinese faces in this year's draft. The compatriots on the other side of the ocean are very concerned about you. Is there anything you want to share with your compatriots?"

Li Pu didn't believe Su Qun's words at all. It's not like he didn't know how to surf the Internet.

Whether it is Li Pu or Lin Shuhao, they are both relatively transparent on the domestic Internet at this time. How could they be as exaggerated as what Su Qun said?

As two children who grew up in a foreign country, they are not players who came out of the domestic formal route at all, so naturally they are unlikely to receive much publicity.

However, Li Pu was surprised that China could send such an interview lineup for this year's draft.

Obviously, he and Lin Shuhao have begun to gradually enter everyone's attention.

Therefore, Li Pu needs to seize this opportunity to perform well and let domestic fans who don't know him know himself!

This time it was Li Pu who still answered: "First of all, I need to correct something. Shuhao is of Chinese descent, and I am an overseas Chinese! After my father passed away, my nationality has been retained. Therefore, strictly speaking, I am

Chinese!"

While speaking, Li Pu unbuttoned his suit and showed the two national flags in the lining to the camera: "One side is the country where I was born, and the other side is the country where I was raised. For these two countries,

, I am full of gratitude and love!”

As soon as this statement came out, Li Pu directly stood on the moral high ground. It is almost conceivable that domestic fans will immediately love him.

Think about Mudiay a few years later, a Congolese who only played 12 games in the country. With this move alone, he gained countless domestic fans.

What's more, Li Pu is one of his own now!

Just when Su Qun was in shock, Lin Shuhao behind Li Pu looked at Li Pu with a strange expression.

No wonder he sews the national flags of the two countries on his clothes!

This guy has so many tricks up his sleeve, he’s like a thousand-layer cake!

"We know a little bit about your experience. You have indeed endured a lot of hardships! Fortunately, now the hardships are over!" Su Qun said with emotion.

"Hahaha, it's true. If the national team needs you in the future, you can consider me!" As he spoke, Li Pu suddenly said to the camera.

"Hahaha, of course that's the best!"

Although Su Qun echoed this, he also knew that it would not be so easy for Li Pu to join the national team?

"For tonight, which team do you think you can be selected by?" Su Qun then asked.

"I can't say this kind of thing. In my opinion, no matter which team selects me, I am lucky. Being able to stand on the NBA court is the greatest affirmation of my strength!"

"Me too!" At this time, Lin Shuhao found a rare opportunity to interrupt.

"So what are your expectations for your ranking?"

"The higher the better, of course. After all, every player who comes here thinks he is the best!"

The microphone was pointed at Lin Shuhao again, and Lin Shuhao said helplessly: "Me too!"

"Then I wish you good luck, I hope you can all be selected!"

"Thank you for your blessings. I believe that whether we are selected or not, we will all step onto the NBA court. This is not only our dream, but also our responsibility! The NBA needs new Asian faces!"

Lin Shuhao looked at Li Pu with wide eyes: "...Me too!"

In this way, until the end of the interview, Lin Shuhao felt that he had been interviewed, but also not as if he was not interviewed. All the words were spoken by Li Pu, and he was out of the limelight. He seemed to be Li Pu's follower, without any performance at all.

space.

"You don't understand the way of life in mainland China. The water here is too deep and I'm afraid you won't be able to control it!" Li Pu explained, patting Lin Shuhao on the shoulder.

"It's as if you didn't grow up abroad? Who are you trying to fool?" Lin Shuhao looked at Li Pu with resentment, but did not say anything out loud, but followed Li Pu to where the two of them were.

Near the center of the stage, one after another, the proud people who were invited and expected to be selected in the lottery were sitting.

John Wall is happily chatting with his family at this time; Evan Turner is sitting in a chair in a daze nervously; DeMarcus Cousins ​​is sulking there like everyone owes him 30 million.

; Gordon Hayward was chatting with Paul George at the next table.

Li Pu and Lin Shuhao could only sit on the outer side, which was no different from the area where the audience sat.

In the box above, the management of each team sat.

Compared to the busy team managers, a box in the Warriors seems particularly quiet.

"Thank you for bringing me to the venue, Dad!" Anjali stood behind the glass, looking at the busy arena below, and thanked Vivek who was sitting on the sofa not far behind her.

"It's nothing, I wanted to come and have a look!" Vivek stood up with a smile, came to Anjiali's side, put his arm around Anjiali's shoulders and said, "How about it? Find the one that my little princess likes.

Are you young?"

"Daddy, what are you talking about? Who likes him?" Anjiali said with a blushing face.

"No? You've never come to any draft show before!"

"We're just friends! By the way, Dad, have the Warriors agreed to choose Prince?"

"Of course, how could your father's move not be successful? Don has already told me that he will use the second round pick to select Prince!"

"Is it just a second-round pick?" Anjiali looked a little gloomy.

"The second-round pick is already not low!"

"But I heard that Prince performed very well in the Thunder's trial training, and the Thunder are already preparing to draft him with a first-round pick!"

"Who knows how much of the news before the draft is true or false? But with Prince's strength, a second-round pick is enough. I don't think the Thunder would be so stupid to select him with a first-round pick!"

"But..." Anjiali didn't say the second half of the sentence. After all, she didn't want her father to know. She told the news personally through the person involved.

"Don't worry, even if the Thunder use their first-round pick, there is still hope in the future!"

Although Anjali was worried, she still gave Vivek a hug and said, "Anyway, thank you very much, Daddy!"

"Hey, thank me for a man, I should have known that such a day would come!" Vivek pretended to sigh.

"Dad, stop making fun of me! I also hope that the Warriors can do well. After all, I am also a Warriors fan!"

"Hahaha, is it really just like this?"

Anjiali let go of Vivek, turned her head outside the box, and said: "Of course!"

"In this case, even if he is not selected by us, as long as a team selects him, as a friend, you will naturally be happy for him, right?"

Anjali turned back to look at Vivek, only to find that Vivek was looking at her with a hint of teasing, and she immediately understood that she had been fooled.

He quickly turned his head again to avoid Vivek's gaze: "Well, yes!"

However, her eyes fell on the tall figure in the audience at this moment.

If you are selected by the Thunder and go to a remote place like Oklahoma City, it will be even more difficult for you to meet him in the future!
Chapter completed!
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