from the golden generation

Chapter 270 All Stars

Chapter 270 All Stars

Yan Song, who made a splash in the slam dunk contest, ushered in an important moment in his life.

At this time, Yan Song was wearing a white long-sleeved jacket and was waiting in the locker room.

He was the first to arrive today, and he didn't care if the others didn't come yet.

He originally thought that it would be a good thing to arrive a little earlier at this time.

Unexpectedly, up to now, Yan Song is alone in the locker room, walking round and round.

It wasn't until there were paparazzi-like voices outside that Yan Song became interested.

"Yo, is there a big shot here?? Jordan?"

Yan Song stood up from his seat and hid behind the door, where he could hear the movement outside.

"Sir, you lost the All-Star vote this time, do you have anything to say?"

Listening to the female reporter's voice, Yan Song's face darkened. This person should be the second player in the total votes, because of his own existence, he missed the No.1 position.

Yan Song didn't need to guess the identity of the visitor at all, No.2 was Jordan.

He had more than 100 million votes, and Yan Song had more votes than him, so Jordan took the second place and Yan Song took the first place.

Regarding the female reporter's question, although Yan Song could not see Jordan's expression, he could guess it.

Gang Leader Qiao's face should be green now, he is so popular when he is being questioned.

Yan Song felt that Jordan wanted to crush the opponent to death.

Dare to talk about this kind of problem with Jordan here, isn't this courting death?This is completely provoking Jordan.

Yan Song gloated a little in the room, leaning against the wall, there was no sound or movement outside.

But Yan Song had a smile on his face, waiting for Jordan to get angry and criticize them severely.

But after waiting for a long time, Yan Song didn't hear any movement outside until tens of seconds passed.

The door of the dressing room was pushed open, and a man with a big bald head and a suit walked into the room.

After the man in the suit closed the door, he threw it away without seeing Yan Song.

"Michael, don't listen to them, they are all bitches."

Yan Song looked at Jordan in a brown suit and his shiny bald head.

Yan Song was holding back his laughter, and was persuading Jordan's man in the suit to put the backpack in his hand, and casually looked left and right, and then said.

"We should be here now, by the way, when will Michael's recent trade talks between the Bulls and the Knicks take place?"

"Wait after the All-Star Game."

After Jordan said the first words since entering the locker room, Yan Song whispered even more.Is it for yourself to make a deal with the Knicks?

Yan Song was a little puzzled, and even more curious.

Didn't expect you to be so popular?

It actually made the Bulls and the Knicks take the initiative to talk, but Jordan and the Bulls don't look very smart.

Iverson still knows the plan, but they can't blame them.

Who let them not know about their contract, it might be better for them to go to the 76ers.

Yan Song really has no interest in going to the Bulls.

It's just that the Knicks executives don't care about it, and Yan Song is helpless if he is not interested.

He just looked at Jordan like this, Jordan never looked back, and stood with that person, not sure if he found him or not.

After a while, the man in the suit wanted to leave, Yan Song held his breath for fear of being discovered, he had heard so many private conversations.

If he was discovered, he wouldn't be chased and beaten by Jordan, right?

Yan Song was a little nervous, but who knew that when the man in the suit turned around and left, he actually lowered his head.

He didn't see Yan Song at all, and even if he did, he didn't tell anyone.

"Scared me."

Yan Song clutched his heart, beating hard.

And Jordan, who thought he was the only one in the room, first looked at his phone, and then opened the zipper of his backpack.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Yan Song squatted down to hide his vision.

I saw Jordan taking out some of his belongings and playing music.

Afterwards, Jordan opened the cabinet door and took out his numbers.

On the back of the jersey are the legendary Jordan English words and the legendary number 23.

Thinking back, when he was brutally abused by his elder brother, his elder brother was wearing No. 45.

Jordan hopes that in the future, he can be half as good as his brother.

So I chose No. 23, and Jordan looked at the jersey for a long time.

Yan Song looked at him and felt that Jordan must have fallen into some kind of memory.

"Hey."

The god of basketball showed another side, and Jordan was a little sad at this time.

He looked up at the ceiling, now that he was alone in the room, he could be so relaxed.

"Beep beep, beep beep!"

Suddenly, Yan Song's cell phone rang, and he held onto the pocket of his jacket tightly, fearing that the sound he made would be heard by Jordan.

But it was loud, and the caller never hung up.

Jordan is intimidated by the sound, fascinated by the sound…

"who?"

Qiao Dan turned his head and looked at Yan Song who was wearing white casual clothes on the ground. Yan Song was sitting on the ground, looking nervous.

After Jordan saw him, his expression was dull, and he said lightly.

"when did you come?"

"That... that, just... just now, sneaked... walked in."

Yan Song stumbled a bit when he spoke, Qiao Dan looked at him very strangely, he always felt that Yan Song was lying to himself.

Later, Jordan saw the backpack on the left side of his feet, with Yan Song's name on it.

Qiao Dan looked at Yan Song, picked up the backpack again, with an expectant expression, waiting for Yan Song to explain to himself.

"This is... I secretly let it go just now, so as not to disturb you, um."

Yan Song said, and finally nodded confidently.

Jordan had nothing to say and could only express his reaction with a chuckle.

After more than ten seconds, Qiao Dan looked at Yan Song who was still smiling, and said.

"You think I'm an idiot? He was at the door just now."

Jordan's guess was very accurate, Yan Song saw that Jordan had already said it, so he had no intention of resisting.

Tell the truth, loudly.

"Yes, I'm the first one to arrive today, okay?"

After the words fell, Yan Song stood up with an angry expression on his face.

Jordan looked at him, your uncle, you are quite angry, you eavesdropped on what I said, and you knew another side of me.

I didn't settle the score with you, and you're actually quite angry.

Jordan was laughed out of anger. Just as he was about to explode, the door was pushed open.

"Hey, is Yan Song here? Why didn't he answer my call?"

At the door, Iverson came very timely, but Yan Song didn't want to thank him now.

Damn, it was you who called me just now, Aaron, you made me miserable.

I was about to slip out just now, just a little bit...

However, when Iverson came, Jordan would not continue to say anything, or Iverson would know about it.

Knowing the stern and majestic Jordan, there is also a sad side.

In order to ease the atmosphere, Yan Song hugged Iverson who had been standing for a long time, and forced a chat with Iverson.

Iverson was full of question marks, expressing his strangeness.

(End of this chapter)