mtlumby2d Chapter 266 The Chinese Derby 12 Years Later: Nets vs. Trail Blazers!
Chapter 266 The Chinese Derby 12 Years Later: Nets vs. Trail Blazers!
November 18th, China, the business world.
Lujiazui CBD Center.
An office building of a listed company.
At 10:30 a.m., in the office area, the manager slammed a stack of documents onto the table.
"This is the report you gave me?" the manager said angrily. "Last month's sales decreased by 12% year-on-year. Are you just trying to coast along here?"
"Xiao Zhang, Xiao Wang, you're so great, you..."
The manager called out seven or eight people in a row.
"What did you tell me last month?"
The manager was so angry that he even grabbed one of the men by the collar, yelling, "All of you, get to the meeting room! If you don't write a guarantee of this month's targets, none of you are getting lunch!"
The group left the office area with grim expressions, while the remaining people breathed a sigh of relief.
Their manager is usually quite easy to talk to, but sometimes he suddenly gets angry like this, without any warning.
Fortunately, the manager has always treated the female employees fairly well. Even if they make mistakes, he won't resort to swearing like he did just now.
The grumbling manager and his entourage gradually disappeared into the distance.
These people arrived at the office very quickly.
As soon as he entered the room, the manager turned around and said.
"Xiao Zhang, quickly close the curtains and lock the door."
"Xiao Wang, projector, quick!"
While assigning tasks, the manager took out a large box from under the table in the corner and dumped all sorts of snacks and drinks inside onto the table.
"Boss, you're done. The timing is perfect." The young man, who had been being dragged around by the neck by the manager, quickly set up the projection device.
The image projected onto the wall was from Tencent Sports, with Yang Yi and Wang Meng appearing on the screen.
The background shows Wang Xiucheng and Zeng Fanbo taunting Yu Jiahao with their fists after the game against the Lakers.
There's another row of large characters below.
After a 12-year wait, the Chinese derby is back!
Furthermore, the number "12" is the same style as the "12" on Wang Xiucheng's basketball jersey.
"Turn the volume down." The manager pushed the snacks forward. "We've been waiting for this for over ten years. Finally, there's another Chinese derby."
The manager, who had been looking angry outside, suddenly sounded a little hoarse.
……
Yanjing, Qinghua.
"What about people?"
Professor Ma, a nationally renowned scholar with considerable authority in the field of scientific research, looked at the half-empty classroom and posed a thought-provoking question.
Just half an hour ago, the classroom was packed with people. How come everyone is gone after only ten minutes of rest?
Moreover, all of them who were gone were male students!
This is a bit weird.
“Professor Ma, they said they’re going back to watch the game,” said a pretty girl with long hair.
"Watch the game? What game? Can watching the game be more important than my class?"
"It's about basketball, the kind that Wang Xiucheng, who's really handsome, plays."
Upon hearing this, Professor Ma suddenly paused, looking at the girls: "Handsome? If he were handsome, wouldn't you all be looking at him?"
"We watch too, but not the game, just the people." As they said this, some girls held up their phones from under the table, which were showing Tencent Sports.
"Alright, let's call it a day."
As he spoke, the somewhat hunchbacked old professor, carrying his books, shakily left the classroom, seemingly disappointed that the children hadn't come to listen to his lecture.
As soon as he left the classroom, the old professor ran briskly towards his office, cursing all the while.
"Damn it, I forgot about that. The fighting probably hasn't started yet."
……
A high-end shopping mall, a TV brand specialty store.
No matter what, a beautiful girl can't pull her boyfriend away.
It was simply because CCTV Sports was playing on TV.
And as time went on, more and more people gathered in the specialty store.
On television, pre-match interviews are being conducted.
"It's been 12 years. As another Chinese derby after 12 years, Wang Xiucheng, what would you like to say to the viewers in front of the TV?" Zhang Manyuan, wearing a white sweater that perfectly showed off her figure, asked while holding a microphone with the CCTV logo.
Wang Xiucheng smiled at the camera as a greeting before saying, "It's just a regular match, so don't take it too seriously. There will be more and more matches like this in the future."
The increasing number of players indicates that there will be more and more Chinese players in the future, and naturally, there will be more and more matches between them.
Is Wang Xiucheng really that confident?
But in fact, at this moment, there are indeed the most Chinese players in the NBA in history, with a total of four.
This is without even taking Li Kai'er into account.
“I just interviewed Yu Jiahao, and he said that we will definitely beat the Nets at home today.” Zhang Manyuan looked up at Wang Xiucheng, “and also said that your provocation after the game against the Lakers was impotent rage.”
Upon hearing this, Wang Xiucheng laughed twice, then shrugged and said, "Let the results of the competition speak for themselves."
"Okay, thank you for the pre-match interview. See you after the match." Zhang Manyuan seemed to touch Wang Xiucheng's arm, whether intentionally or not.
Wang Xiucheng, however, seemed oblivious, nodded at the camera, left his spot, and returned to the field to continue warming up.
"Wang Xiucheng..."
In front of the TV store, a girl who had been trying to pull her boyfriend away suddenly stopped, her eyes fixed on the TV, as if the people on it were more captivating to her than anything else.
The boyfriend, who was intently watching the live stream, suddenly realized that the girl was ignoring him.
So he turned his head and saw a look of infatuation in the girl's eyes that he had never seen before, and a feeling of jealousy rose up in him.
They stopped watching TV and the boy tried to pull the girl away from the TV store, but she clung tightly to the table where the TV was, determined not to leave.
……
At the same time, the same thing happened in many places across China.
No matter how obedient the students are usually, at this time of day, they are all looking down, seemingly engrossed in reading, but their faces are illuminated by the colorful reflections of their phone screens.
It's not just students; even adults who are already working are leaving their jobs early.
The restrooms, smoking rooms, ventilated corridors, rooftops... in every company, except for offices, were all filled with men, each holding a mobile phone and staring intently at it.
Some shameless people even took leave directly.
Leave slips for various reasons piled up on the leader's office desk.
But the boss didn't come today either!
……
CCTV Sports Live Broadcast Room.
CCTV Sports, which can only broadcast one Nets game a week, specifically designated this Chinese derby as its highlight for the week.
They didn't even broadcast the Nets vs. Lakers game before, just for today.
When Yu Jia saw that the live connection had ended and the camera had switched to the live broadcast room, he glanced at the materials he had prepared in advance and said.
"Welcome back, everyone. Before today, there have been 12 China-Asia derbies in the NBA. The first one was in 2002, when Wang Zhizhi played for the Mavericks and Butler played for the Nuggets."
"2002 was the year Wang Xiucheng was born," Yu Jia added.
"Then, on November 11, 2010, another special day arrived. Yao Ming and Yi Jianlian, representing the Rockets and Wizards respectively, staged the 12th China Derby in an NBA game."
"After that, although Zhou Qi joined the Rockets, the Chinese derby never happened again."
"Because no one can get into the NBA anymore."
"Until this year, after 12 years, the NBA will once again stage the China Derby."
Yu Jia seemed a little excited, his hands even trembling slightly. "Furthermore, in today's match, we might even see three Chinese players on the field."
Yu Jia, who still had a lot to say, was reminded by the director that the match was about to begin.
So Yu Jia had to suppress his emotions and said, "The competition is about to start. After a short commercial break, we will enter the venue immediately."
United States, Portland, Rose Garden Arena.
The three referees are already on the field, which means the game is about to begin.