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Chapter 118 The Tragic White Demonic Beast

Chapter 118 The sad white demon beast

After the staff member left for a while, two Chinese people walked towards Wang Yi.

A videographer and a female reporter.

"Hello, I'm a Los Angeles-based reporter just sent by Tencent's NBA, Zuo Xiao."

The female reporter was a little shy, but she still reached out to shake hands with Wang Yi.

Wang Yi was stunned.

Originally, the one who came to Staples for an interview today should be another female reporter named Meng Chao.

Unexpectedly, a new person would come.

Look at Zuo Xiao carefully.

I saw that her clothes were very consistent with oriental aesthetics.

Especially the upper body has a white short-sleeved skirt and the lower body has a pleated skirt.

Elegant without losing youthful and lively.

It gives people the feeling of a girl next door.

Zuo Xiao said to Wang Yi:

"Tencent NBA decided to send a team reporter, so I was sent here."

Wang Yi understood and nodded and said:

"Oh, you will be responsible for the Lakers' reporting in the future."

Tencent NBA has sent team reporters to many teams, specifically responsible for reporting everything about these teams.

This is not surprising either.

Zuo Xiao shook her head and said:

"It's not about reporting to the Lakers, it's about reporting to you, Brother Yi."

Wang Yi was stunned: "Hmm?"

To be honest, he was a little flattered.

He remembered that when Yao Ming logged into the NBA, there was a special team of journalists in China to report on Yao Ming.

I didn't expect that I could have my own exclusive reporter now.

Of course, the reporter who reported on Yao Ming was official.

This is not official.

However, considering that the Mogou incident, the official still has not reconciled with the NBA.

Therefore, it is already an honor for Tencent NBA to send reporters who specialize in tracking and reporting on themselves.

Wang Yi shook hands with the camera again and said:

"Did you eat the camera?"

The opening is a Chinese greeting.

The camera was immediately laughed and said:

"I've eaten, I've eaten. It turns out that Brother Yi also listened to Deyun Club."

Wang Yi nodded: "I must listen every night, I can't sleep if I don't listen."

Zuo Xiao next to him lit up his eyes.

I secretly remembered in my heart: Brother Yi likes to listen to Deyun Club.

As a reporter who tracks and reports on Wang Yi, as long as she does not involve Wang Yi's privacy, she can explore any interesting things about Wang Yi.

"Then let's start now."

Zuo Xiao said to Wang Yi.

Wang Yi nodded.

Zuo Xiao asked Wang Yi three questions.

These three questions are not as sharp as other reporters, but instead make Wang Yi feel very comfortable.

Wang Yi answered one by one.

After the interview, Zuo Xiao and the camera were about to leave.

But suddenly, I seemed to remember something, turned around and hurriedly took out a pen.

He said: "By the way, I'll leave my phone, we will definitely meet frequently in the future. It's convenient to leave the phone..."

But halfway through, she found that she could not find paper for writing in her bag, and her face suddenly became a little embarrassed.

When Wang Yi saw that Zuo Xiao was like a helpless girl, he couldn't help feeling pity.

He smiled and stretched out his right hand: "Just write this."

Zuo Xiao was stunned and asked embarrassedly: "Is this... OK?"

Wang Yi said: "No problem."

Then Zuo Xiao held Wang Yi's right hand awkwardly and wrote a string of numbers on it.

Even if it is just a string of numbers, it can be seen that her words are very delicate.

One sentence broke the sad atmosphere on the scene.

Many media people laughed out loud.

A moment later, a reporter asked Jordan Jordan:

"From the result, you were expelled from the game today, which affected the trend of the game, and even directly affected the results of the game. If you were not expelled, at the basket and at that time, the person who grabbed the most important rebound in the game at that time, would it be you. Do you regret the impulse at that time?"

Jordan little pinched the corner of his eyes with his right hand and said with a wry smile:

"I finally understand, damn it, I finally figured out why."
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