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285. Accident

The whistle sounded at the end of the game, and Oladipo, who tried his best, stood alone in the middle of the court. The eye-catching Lakers on the ground seemed extremely lonely.

Little Sabonis walked past him and patted Oladipo's body, making him realize that it was time to go to the locker room.

Staples Center was boiling as usual, Finson hugged and greeted his former teammates, while James walked towards the lost Oladipo, and a few words of comfort seemed generous.

The joyful Ursula was like a little fan, jumping around and looking for Lin Feng to take photos.

"Ursula, it makes us feel like we met for the first time." Lin Feng was a little embarrassed because Mr. Watson had not left yet, and he was chatting with several big shots.

NB is a happy place for players and fans, and it is also a vintage and fortune for the big guys. They will take this opportunity to communicate some business things or meet new friends after the game.

"Is there time tomorrow night? I think we should have dinner together."

It is really lucky that a willful lady from a rich family can consider others.

"I'm going to fly to Denver tomorrow morning to adapt to the thin air on the plateau in advance."

Lin Feng lost his previous alert for Ursula. After all, it was a very happy thing to have a little fan.

"Okay, I'll wait for you to come back." Ursula was a little reluctant, but she was going home with her parents.

"Gary?"

Frank Watson suddenly stopped him.

It was not until the night before yesterday that Lin Feng learned that the reason why Frank often appears on the sidelines and can talk to Jenny was because Frank holds 31 shares in the Lakers and is a veritable Lakers boss.

From another perspective, Lin Feng is an employee of his company, so he was naturally unhappy to see the scandal that Lin Feng broke out.

This was the first time Frank Watson took the initiative to talk to him, and Ursula also looked back at his father.

"Mr. Watson," Lin Feng nodded.

Frank pointed at him, "Beautiful job, remember to ask Ursula to go to the parking lot early."

Then he went to the VIP channel without looking back.

Lin Feng felt relieved, and Ursula was also very happy because his father finally stopped glaring at Lin Feng.

This is a good thing. At least Lam doesn’t have to worry about Frank complaining to his boss’s wife Jenny again, asking to change him or send him to New York for Goldman Sachs investment weekly.

At the post-match press conference, someone asked questions about consuming Oladipo.

Walton gave a positive answer, "Oladipo is an excellent player, and the Pacers are also very competitive, but obviously our players are more reserved, which is the key to the Lakers' final victory."

After drinking a sip of water, Walton continued: "We decided to target Oladipo from the beginning because he would be the one who annoyed us the most, and the tactics were correct, so the Lakers finally won the game."

It was Lin Feng's turn to ask, and the barbecue sister from China asked, "Mr. Smith, domestic fans are paying attention to you now, not only because of your skills, but also your understanding of China. What I want to ask is, what do you think about inviting you to join our Chinese men's basketball team on the Internet?"

The barbecue sister smiled brightly, and the other reporters on the scene laughed because everyone thought it would be a relaxing post-match joke.

Lin Feng nodded with a smile, "I am open to this matter and think it will be very challenging. The United States is an open country and never restricts people's freedom and voice. Based on this, if one day your basketball association invites me, I will seriously consider this matter."

After saying that, Lin Feng smiled, and everyone laughed. No one except Lao Pa in front of the TV thought he was serious.

Far from home, senior executives of the Basketball Association have learned about Lin Feng's demands through Anta Group, and the men's basketball team has no plans to learn from men's football team's naturalization of foreign players.

Currently, the red and blue teams who are training outside are preparing for next year's World Cup. The forces mainly based on Yao Ming attach great importance to this game.

The appeals about Gary Smith are still based on his unilateral intentions, and there is no contact with him in China, because once the naturalized player is a precedent, it is impossible to simply stop later.

Besides, the men's basketball team has always been the pride of the Chinese people. They have trained a group of experts such as Yao Ming, Wang Zhizhi Bater, Yi Jianlian. If they rashly introduce foreign players, it will undoubtedly be a blow to the self-confidence of domestic players.

Lin Feng knew this well, but his soul was a real Chinese. And he only knew this secret in the whole world, and no one would believe it when told it in time.

Sometimes Lin Feng feels inexplicably lonely because no one can understand his situation.

No one will understand the troubles of the soul-walking person and can only resonate with those time travel.

But after all, the time travelers inside were all imagined by the writer, and he is a real soul traveler.

Sitting in the press conference, looking at the faces that were concentrating below, he suddenly felt that the whole picture seemed to be a flat pattern, his ears roared, and then nothing could be heard, and his vision became blurred.

Snow!

Lin Feng was a little frightened. He didn't know if this was the feeling of decline in the body's organs, just like the old man did before his death.

He tried to raise his right hand, but he couldn't feel the existence of his hand at all. He was like an inactive body.

Not long after, he lost consciousness.

I woke up again and found myself lying on the hospital bed, and the window was a bright city.

Lin Feng sat up in a panic, "Where is this?"

A figure stood up from the front, then turned on the light, it was Lao Pa.

Lin Feng felt a little relieved with the warm yellow lights and this guy's honest face.

He found himself in the hospital, wearing a hospital gown.

"Gary, you are not awake. I just dreamed of a billionaire and was about to buy a yacht, but you woke up."

Lao Pa rubbed his eyes, then rang the nurse bell next to him.

Lin Feng still didn't understand what happened to him. The previous memory was still speaking at the press conference, but he was now admitted to the hospital.

"Brother, you know how many people you scared after you fainted at the press conference. God, that was a live broadcast, you just fell down so straight and someone called an ambulance."

Lao Pa continued: "But it's nothing serious. The doctor said that you were physically overdrawn and caused physical disorders in your body. To be precise, you were in shock for a while."

Shock? This is no trivial matter.

But tonight was just a very ordinary game. Lin Feng thought he had not exhausted all his energy. Although he turned on the prediction mode, he was not exhausted.

Even the final battle with the Trail Blazers did not faint. This happened tonight instead?

Soon, two nurses came in to do a checkup for Lin Feng, and then had an infusion.

Lin Feng lay back on the bed, trying to understand what was going on by feeling his body.

"Tell you, the team wants you to take a game off, which means you don't have to go to the Denver Plateau to breathe the thin oxygen there."

This is the result of Pelinka's negotiation with Lao Pa. Until everything is found out, the team will not let Lin Feng take risks because he is an indispensable part of the team.

Can't go to Denver? Lam is a little disappointed. After all, the Nuggets are currently the second in the West. Fighting with strong players is the best way to improve yourself.

Although the civilian team from the plateau does not have a very dazzling superstar, it has been steadily improving in recent seasons. The team's lineup is very thick and has been widely favored before the season.

"Okay, then I'll stay in Los Angeles and enjoy my holiday." 11
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