NBA: I'm really the Chosen One

Chapter 97
Li Zheng couldn't wait for the opportunity to make a big fuss at the post-match press conference. He didn't even have the chance to speak out. League officials attended the press conference with a black face. Those reporters tacitly didn't focus on the interview. Fight on.

Li Zheng tapped his chin with his index finger boredly. This feeling of being ignored by the media is very rare, but Li Zheng is enjoying the time now. Roy and Aldridge, who played extremely well in this game, attended the press conference. A lot of questions were asked, but the reporter's questions about the fight in this game were very shallow. It was obvious that they had been arranged clearly by the league.

This was a somewhat formulaic press conference. The reporters asked official questions, and the players gave official answers. It was boring, mechanical and lengthy. After an unknown amount of time, Li Zheng finally waited for the gesture to end his speech. He turned around and walked away. Not dragging his feet, because he and Randolph still have things to do.

"Ade, come with us later." Li Zheng turned his head and said to the excited Aldridge.

Although Adelaide received an old punch today, his luxurious data of 22 points, 13 rebounds and 1 block has fully demonstrated his ability today. The good chemical reaction with the team has made many people predict when he will enter the starting lineup Not far away, the main lineup of this Trail Blazers is a bit scary, not to mention the future, even now it is a force that cannot be underestimated.

After being interviewed, Ade suddenly cheered up, "Li, what are we going to do? I love my girlfriend very much, and I don't go to nightclubs."

"Fack! No one mentioned nightclubs, what are you thinking! Zach and I are going to take you to seek justice and make that bastard apologize." Li Zheng said angrily, and Roy hugged Li Zheng positive neck.

"Let go! Don't play sneak attack! It's dangerous." Li Zheng, with his strong willpower, overcame his desire to complete the anti-naked choke against Roy and complained loudly.

"Don't make trouble, don't you think it's not big enough?" Roy persuaded earnestly.

"Don't forget it? Portland is not a place for them to run wild." Li Zheng said as he broke free from Roy's chokehold.

"No need for Li, you have already avenged me, it doesn't matter." Ade said gratefully, he never thought that Li Zheng and Randolph were discussing this matter secretly, although he was a little moved, he still didn't want to Let Li Zheng cause these troubles.

"Don't worry, I have a sense of proportion." Li Zheng assured with a vow, and Roy's disgusted expression fully explained his current inner thoughts.

"You don't belong to those gangs. You don't need to use that kind of street solution, Li, you don't need to do these unnecessary things." Roy said solemnly, and Aldridge nodded in agreement. Class children do not approve of violence as a solution to everything.

"What do you mean, I feel like I'm going to fight with them? I just want an explanation." Li Zheng sighed, and Randolph walked out of the locker room. gone."

"." Roy and Aldridge stared at Li Zheng with puzzled eyes, as if they were asking silently.

Li Zheng rubbed his nose in embarrassment. How could he blame himself, an honest man, for Randolph's desire to get ahead?

"Zach. What else are you. Are you crazy?" Roy exclaimed looking at the bulging marks on Randolph's waist.

"Uh, it's actually Gatorade, I'm just thirsty, etc. You don't think I'm going to take guys to fuck them, do you? I'm not crazy." Randolph pulled his jersey and drank a few times from a bottle strapped to his waist. bottle of Gatorade.

Roy patted his head, he was a little mentally weakened by the aggressive appearance of Li Zheng and Randolph, "Let's go together, don't expand the conflict anymore."

"Okay ok. Let's go, Puz, stop wearing your stupid sunglasses, Jack, you're wearing a red hood and pretending to be some kind of blood gang, Rudy! Stop gesturing! You have a broom, not a samurai Knife!" Li Zheng yelled towards the locker room, and Roy watched helplessly as a group of burly men rushed into the locker room, as if everyone had the expression on their faces that they were going to participate in a street firefight.

"Let's fuck!" Randolph shook his jersey shirtless, poured Gatorade on Li Zheng's head, and then quickly ran to the Cavaliers locker room.

"Fatty, you're finished!" Li Zheng roared and chased Randolph, and the Blazers chased after them noisily. Roy and Aldridge looked at each other, and finally followed at the end of the team.

It might not be a laudable team event, but at least they are a team.

James soaked his feet in an ice bucket. After the interview, he finally showed a tired expression. He was physically and mentally exhausted in this game. He fought with the Blazers inside almost the whole game. Hey, he had too much work to do, and sadly he screwed up.

The frustration brought about by the team's loss after the opponent's main general was sent off made James unwilling to open his eyes. He just wants to rest now, and rest without anything. In this team, he feels that those so-called responsibilities and obligations are Gradually crushing himself, he was a little envious of Li Zheng, at least he had Roy by his side, and the Cavaliers didn't have such a player to share his pressure.

"Why are you always so lucky?" James threw his headband aside, fell on the back of the chair and thought silently, the team, fans, management, teammates. It's really unfair to ask for everything.

The silence in the Cavaliers locker room is terrifying. Everyone is silently packing their luggage and preparing to leave this sad place. James didn’t speak, and the others didn’t want to comment on the game. They just kept silent and waited to leave.

Drew Gooden touched his swollen face, and was punched hard by Li Zheng, which directly made his face swell into a pig's head, but for him, the psychological harm was greater than the physical pain. He really I didn't expect a college player to be so brave. If Zach Randolph was here, Drew Gooden would definitely not make a move. Only the old ball hooligans who have been in the league for many years know who is the real tough guy and who is the bluffing softie. Today The list of tough guys in the league could add another one.

"Hiss..." Gooden had already planned to fly back to Cleveland and must find a few chicks to help lick his wounds, but a loud noise outside the locker room interrupted his beautiful thoughts.

"Bang!" The locker room door was kicked open by Randolph, and Li Zheng walked from the path made by everyone, "Hello, friends, we are here to exchange feelings."

Delonty West stood up, pointed at Li Zheng, Randolph grabbed his hand, and then pressed his head against his knuckles, "Be polite, kid."

"What do you want to do!" Mike Brown shouted loudly in front of the Cavaliers players, Li Zheng looked at the calm James, "LeBron, why don't you get up and welcome me?"

"Sounds good." With a long sigh, James got up and held out his hand to Li Zheng, "Don't mess with my brother, ok?

(End of this chapter)