I want to make headlines

Chapter 69

On January 09, 1, the Cavaliers challenged the Jazz away at the Energy Solutions Arena in Salt Lake City.

Gan Jing and Zhou Xuewen arrived at the arena early after putting their luggage in the hotel and checking in.

"Brother Zhou, this position is pretty good." Sitting in the second row, Gan Jing could clearly see the players of the two teams warming up, "How much is the ticket? Isn't it cheap?"

Although he didn't pay for it himself, Gan Jing also wanted to know the price.

Zhou Xuewen just smiled without saying a word, and waved his hand to signal him to look at the players on the field.

"That's the Chosen One, the number one pick of the Cavaliers, James, nicknamed the Little Emperor." He introduced to Gan Jing that he came to the United States to watch the game on Chinese New Year's Eve, and the two got closer.

Gan Jing looked at the big black man standing by the edge of the court, saw his thick arms, and swallowed, if he punched him, he would have to faint.

"I seem to have heard that Kobe is here?" Gan Jing thought for a while, and felt that this player's nickname was very domineering, and he was actually called Emperor, even though he was a small one. Well, little emperor, isn't that the prince?
"Hey, you still know Kobe?" Zhou Xuewen said with a smile, "It's not from the same team. Today I came to see James."

Gan Jing shrugged. He was not interested in basketball. He just saw the players and thought they were really strong.

James, who was standing on the edge of the court, felt the gaze behind him, turned around and looked back, and saw two yellow-skinned spectators sitting in the second row and smiling at them.

"Huh? Is he smiling at us?" Gan Jing asked in surprise.

"Yes." Zhou Xuewen was quite calm. It wasn't the first time he came to the arena to watch the ball, and every time he was in a good position.

Under normal circumstances, people who can sit in the front row are either rich or expensive, and it is very normal to get goodwill from stars.

Gan Jing was a little curious. He turned around and saw that the audience in the arena had gradually taken their seats. Most of them were black and white, and occasionally there were yellow-skinned compatriots.

Soon, after the American national anthem was sung, the game began.

Zhou Xuewen is indeed a senior fan as he said, watching with relish, and shouting "Defense" and "MVP" along with the audience from time to time.

Gan Jing was able to read at the beginning, but after a while, he found it boring, his eyes were straight and a little hazy.

Thanks to the loud noise in the arena, he couldn't sleep, otherwise he might fall asleep when watching the game live for the first time.

During the pause, a camera noticed this quiet yellow-skinned man, thinking it was a celebrity from China, and shot the camera here several times, but Gan Jing didn't know anything about it, and just continued to wander and think.

It's New Year's Eve in China, but there are still some who can't bear the nagging of relatives and fans of the players and tuned the TV to the sports channel. Today's event is being broadcast live on CCTV5.

"Hey, the camera showed two Asians again. It seems that this one must have been pulled over by his companion." The basketball commentator finally said curiously when the camera hit Gan Jing's face for the third time.

"Haha, this compatriot doesn't seem very interested." The host responded with a smile.

After the commentator and the host said this, the fans in front of the TV also looked at the camera carefully, and some people immediately felt a little familiar.

"Isn't that so who!! That, what's that called?" A fan was sitting on his sofa, making dumplings with his parents. When he looked up, he looked familiar, but he just couldn't remember the name.

The mother next to her heard her son say this, she also took a look, and said calmly, "This is poisonous milk powder."

"Oh yes!" The fans suddenly realized, "Gan Jing, the poisonous milk powder!!! He also went to watch the game! How come he went to watch the game at this time?"

The fans didn't remember the name, but the mother next to him recognized it.

Now many people don't remember Gan Jing's name, but they can call out his nickname - poisonous milk powder!

The Sanlu incident has intensified. Gan Jing, who first exposed the incident, has become well-known in the milk powder circle. At least people can recognize their faces when they see them. This is not easy. Some people have the same face, wearing clothes and taking off their clothes I just couldn't recognize it.

Gan Jing, who was sitting in the second row of the Energy Solutions Arena, was not aware of his exposure at all, but suddenly felt that the attention had increased.

He looked up in a daze, a little baffled, how could this increase attention for no reason?
Gan Jing immersed himself in the system, watching the number of attention slowly increase, but the number over one million was suddenly blurred.

How is this going?

Just thinking about it, suddenly a basketball flew straight from the court.

Boom!
The basketball hit Gan Jing's seat.

Gan Jing hugged the basketball that fell in his arms, a little angry and depressed when he saw the former player James, who was nicknamed "Little Emperor", walking towards him to get the ball.

Standing on the edge, James reached out to catch the ball from Gan Jing. Seeing the disgruntled expression on his face, he couldn't help apologizing. He didn't pass the ball well, which caused a mistake.

"Sorry." He held the ball in his left hand and shook Gan Jing's hand with his right.

Just as Gan Jing was about to answer, he suddenly felt blurred, his eyes went dark, and he felt a sense in his heart—system upgrade.

CCTV5, the host and the commentator saw the scene where the compatriots handed over the ball, and they were about to tease, but they didn't want to see the yellow-skinned man shook James' hand and fell limply.

This……

Did the ball hit him just now?

A replay was broadcast on the big screen in the arena at this time, and it was seen that the basketball hit the chair where Gan Jing was sitting, and then fell into his arms.

"It seems that I haven't met this compatriot. Is there an acute illness?" The commentator wondered. Seeing the chaos in the second row of the arena, James held the basketball with a blank expression on his face.

How did you just shake hands?Is it too excited?But this man's face is very calm, he doesn't mean to be a fan at all.

Seeing that the team doctor was coming to check the situation, Gan Jing suddenly stood up from the chair, feeling very energetic, and could not see any problem at all. He raised his right hand and pointed at James, but he did not speak. Just fell down again.

James, who was already at a loss, was completely confused now.

What does this guy mean by pointing at himself?Are you responsible for yourself?
In front of the domestic TV, the fans were a little baffled when they saw this scene.

"Is this a touch of porcelain...?"

"Touched James' porcelain?"

At first, I was worried that it might be a physical problem, but Gan Jing stood up halfway, his face was rosy, and he was very energetic. He pointed at James before falling down again... This is really like touching porcelain...

The fans were a little dumbfounded.

What kind of thing is this?

Ten minutes later, Gan Jing, who was being examined by a doctor, suddenly stood up awake again.

He looked at the people in the circle, and saw the game that had been suspended, feeling a little embarrassed.

After thinking about it, Gan Jing still pointed to James and said, "NO, sorry."

Sorry——NO, Sorry.

It's nice and strong, there's nothing wrong with that!

(End of this chapter)