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Chapter 30 Interview

For some reason, seeing Ginobili make such a choice, Yang Ke was not surprised at all, took a deep breath, put on a "smile" that belonged to a mask on his face, and followed behind Ginobili , stepped out.

"Yang, may I ask..."

"Manu, are you right..."

As Ginobili came out one after the other, the reporters immediately abandoned the guards who were arguing with them, and stretched out the microphones one by one.He squeezed even harder into the guard's encirclement line, making it even more miserable to maintain the guard.

"I think you will want to interview them more!"

Ginobili stared into the distance, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, completely ignoring the guards' stares at him, raised his right hand, and pointed across the street to the training hall.

Many reporters turned around to look at the news, only to find that the Spurs players headed by Duncan and Parker suddenly abandoned Yang Ke and Ginobili in front of them, turned and trot towards them.

Yang Ke clearly saw Duncan and the others approaching, and also saw that most of the surrounding reporters dispersed because of this. Finally, he also saw Ginobili's encouraging eyes when he turned around and looked at him.

Watching Ginobili walk out of the encirclement of the guards, leave the seat for him, and take away some reporters along the way, he felt warm in his heart. He suddenly felt that the concept he had been hearing before was wrong.

Before joining the NBA, he had heard countless times that the NBA is a very commercial league, in which there is no human touch to talk about, and some are just pure interests.

He once doubted this. Players in the league are human beings. During such a long and boring game and training, they have been living for a long time. They know each other, know each other, and trust each other. How could they have no feelings? join in.

After his experience for such a period of time, he found that the human touch in the NBA is pure.

It has not been affected by too many things. This may be related to the fact that the players spend most of their time on training. Moreover, this kind of human touch is attached to the team, so this kind of human touch cannot be seen in the eyes of outsiders. .

But there is no doubt that it really exists. When a player is targeted to a certain extent, there will always be someone in the team who will stand up and lead his teammates to stand up for him.

On the field, this kind of thing happens all the time, and it even extends to fights; and off the field, there are many such things, just like what Ginobili and the others are doing now.

And this kind of human touch is also fragile, Yang Ke can't help guessing which series of unspoken rules are just to protect and develop it, such as rookies serving veterans and so on.

"Yang, you haven't answered my question yet?!"

A voice with a bad tone sounded in his ears, and Yang Ke came back to his senses, several microphones appeared in his eyes, and the person speaking was the owner of one of the microphones, a white reporter named Charlie.

Smiling, he really couldn't remember what the reporter asked him for a while, and then asked apologetically, "Sorry, I didn't hear clearly, can you say it again?"

This kid actually pretended not to hear what I said clearly. Charlie gritted his teeth. Yang Ke's words made him very upset, but he could only bear it silently.Then he made a look that he thought was very gentle, and repeated his own question: "I said, what do you think of the words that scold you on the Internet?"

"This is what you're talking about. To be honest, I've always heard you say that the Internet is full of voices scolding yourself, but I haven't seen it myself. To be honest, I also want to know how they scolded me. The level of their scolding is high. not tall."

Yang Ke tilted his head and smiled inwardly. Anyone can see the unnaturalness on Charlie's face, and it is easy to ask and answer this question, and he said quickly, "But, in order to adapt and integrate into the Spurs faster and better, I'm not on Twitter, um, or even any other social platform."

"Then won't your agent tell you?"

Charlie frowned, a little speechless, which is extremely typical of the Spurs style.

"He mentioned it to me, but didn't go into details."

Yang Ke shrugged, this kind of swearing words, even friends would never say it to him without a manager, he had to watch it by himself.

"Yang, what do you think of your relationship with Watson? Don't you think the social status gap between the two of you is too big? Don't you think you are inappropriate?"

The messy and unpleasant questions rang out. Yang Ke turned his head and found that it was a white reporter who did not know his name and newspaper. He kept smiling and stared at him with an inexplicable look. When it comes to personal matters, it is not up to outsiders to dictate."

"Yang, may I take you to say that we are meddling?"

Yang Ke smiled, but did not answer this question, because he knew that no matter what he said, the reporter would write according to his own ideas, but what he wanted to say was exactly this...

"This nutritious meal tastes really bad."

In the special dining room, after the interview, Ginobili and Yang Ke sat opposite each other at rows of empty tables. Ginobili grumbled while swallowing the raw egg.

Yang Ke looked at Ginobili who was gobbling up while complaining, and said with a smile: "Then you still eat so fast?"

"Isn't it because I practiced solo with you this morning and consumed too much energy? If I don't hurry up to make up for it, you want me to soften my feet during training in the afternoon?"

Ginobili gave Yang Ke a blank look. Although he was talking, the movements of his hands were not slow at all. He is now 34 years old, and his body is not as good as that of Yang Ke, who is just 21 years old.

After high-intensity training, the body that has already started to slide will consume energy faster, so it is necessary to increase the intake of energy and protein.

There was a vibration in his pants, which made Yang Ke, who was about to speak, stop, and reached out for his phone in doubt. When he saw the caller ID on the phone screen, he frowned, feeling a bad premonition poured into the heart.

Elvers, it's usually not a good thing for the agent to call him at this time. After pondering for a while, he connected the phone in front of Ginobili.

"Yang, something big happened. Watson's agent spoke up, saying that he didn't know what kind of bullshit soup you gave Watson. He said that he had never seen you before Watson posted that post, and he didn't know who you were. Never heard her talk about you!"

"Shouldn't Watson have communicated these matters with her agent? How could she make such a sound at this time? This is clearly adding fuel to the fire!"

Elvers' anxious voice was loud, and Ginobili could hear it clearly even if the hands-free was not turned on. He put down the knife and fork in his hand, frowned, and looked at Yang Ke solemnly.

"I see, you calm down first, I'll make a call and ask Watson."

Yang Ke said calmly, after all, he was not at the forefront, so he didn't know that the current situation of this matter was really serious.

After finishing speaking, he hung up Elvers' phone directly, found Watson's number from the phone book, dialed it, and the voice rang five times before Watson answered the phone.

"Yang?"

"Are you eating?"

Yang Ke frowned, Watson's voice was a little vague, as if there was something in his mouth.

"Yeah, I'm eating your sandwich and I have to say it's delicious."

"Isn't it? You, you just got up now?!"

Yang Ke yelled out in surprise, it was at least one o'clock in the afternoon now, and Watson didn't expect to eat the breakfast he made for her.

"Is there any problem? It's a rare vacation. Of course I have to sleep until I wake up naturally."

"Yang, get to the point."

Ginobili looked at Yang Ke with a black line, and saw that the topic of the two was getting more and more off-topic, so he hurriedly reminded him.

Hearing this, Yang Ke also realized that this is not the time to chat, he nodded to Ginobili, and then asked Watson on the phone: "Do you know, your manager said Something bad happened?"

"Really? I'll go take a look and hang up first."

Watson raised his voice a few notches, said something quickly, and hung up the phone directly.

Listening to the busy tone on the phone, Yang Ke shook his head, put down the phone helplessly, and then smiled at Ginobili: "She has always been like this."

"Because of your affairs, Watson had a conflict with her agent?"

Ginobili frowned and asked.

"maybe."

Shrugging his shoulders, Yang Ke picked up a knife and fork and ate a nutritious meal. In his opinion, Watson and her manager had conflicts and conflicts, and it was not just that simple, he was completely involved in it.

(End of this chapter)