Rasheed Wallace stood there, looking at Wayne, who was admired by fans, and clenched his fists.

At 0-5, the two-time All-Star forward had his head shaved and a hot pot hit by an unknown person.

Although Wayne's three goals were basically scored without encountering defense,...

Wallace still felt that he had never been so ashamed.

Moreover, even if he lost, he didn't say anything, mainly because the Asian boy was quite rude, which made Tianzun feel even more shameless.

"Hahahaha, you went too far, Rashid, you were defeated by a taller fan, hahaha..."

Damon Stoudemire was laughing loudly, but at this time, Wallace turned his head and shut up Stoudemire with a beastly look.

After that, no Trail Blazers player dared to laugh at Wallace anymore. Everyone knew that when the guy was angry, it was best not to mess with him.

What can't a person who dared to throw a towel directly into Sabonis' face do at a young age?

Wallace really wanted to tell others that Wayne was not an ordinary fan, he was an NCAA Division I player.

but......

It's as if losing to NCAA players isn't a shame.

"That's awesome, holy shit, you're a real person and don't show your face! Celebrate it well, you must celebrate it tonight! I'll call a few girls and open a booth, you wait...

..Ouch, who pushed me!?"

In front of Wayne, Cody, who was so excited that he couldn't control himself, was grabbed by the head and pushed away before he could finish yelling.

He turned his head and was about to confront the other party, but found that standing behind him was Rasheed Wallace with fierce eyes.

Cody instantly changed from a lion to a kitten and silently stepped aside.

"You are lucky, but I hope you know that if the rule is not only 5 points, you can't beat me by chance." Wallace and Wayne were very close, and Wayne felt that if he took another step forward, the two of them would be in trouble.

The person is about to be kissed.

Seeing Wayne looking directly into his eyes without fear and refusing to give in, Rasheed Wallace's anger doubled again.

What? Now even an NCAA brat is not afraid of himself?

It was because he was unconvinced by the defeat that Wallace wanted to use intimidation to regain face.

As a result, Wayne seemed completely unafraid and had the aura to fight Wallace to the bitter end.

This time he couldn't pretend to be B, and Wallace felt that he had been humiliated and humiliated twice.

In all conscience, Wayne was extremely scared at that time, right?

He actually wanted to retreat, but there were so many fans around him that Wayne couldn't even move or retreat.

"Hmph, that's cool. I remember you, kid. You said you want to play in the NBA? Okay, I'll wait for you in the NBA. If you can really come to the NBA, I will prepare a welcome ceremony for you.

of."

After saying that, Wallace turned around and left quickly. Anyone with a discerning eye could see that the exchange between Wallace and Wayne just now was not a friendly one.

The fake show became real.

Patterson, the new general manager of the Trail Blazers, let out a long sigh when he saw that Wallace did not sign autographs for fans after the game, but instead went up to confront him.

Well, all his previous efforts were in vain.

It seems that if you want to completely change the image of the Trail Blazers, you have to use transactions.

Those prison inmates are so stubborn to the core.

Wayne looked at Wallace's back and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

Scared someone to death!

Needless to say, Tianzun's aura is really strong. Wayne had never experienced the oppressive feeling just now.

Did you take the lead in establishing an opponent before you even entered the NBA?

It's all because of this crappy mission, which insists on impressing Wallace. However, the reward is really delicious.

The highlight of the fan meeting day came to an end in this extremely tense atmosphere.

After the Trail Blazers players left, fans in the arena still gathered around Wayne.

There were even several wild female fans who directly held Wayne's arm and asked him if he wanted to go to his room at night...

This...are all American girls so direct?

However, Wayne finally declined the invitation from the enthusiastic girls. He had to rush back to Jingshui City early tomorrow morning and train in the afternoon. Wayne didn't want to delay.

He definitely didn't reject them because they were all black girls, absolutely not!

"Let's go, Cody, we won't be able to get out if we don't go." Wayne shouted to Cody on the other end as he pushed his way out of the crowd.

If I don't run away, I feel like I will be knocked unconscious and dragged away.

"Wait a minute, I still have two phone numbers left!"

"I...you really should be called Teddy!"

Wayne cursed secretly and finally squeezed to the door of the training hall.

When he was about to take one step out, he was stopped by a man in a suit and ties.

The man took the initiative and extended his right hand to Wayne, as if he was preparing to say hello to Wayne.

"Hello, you played really well just now. Oh, I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Steve Patterson, the general manager of the Trail Blazers. Didn't Rasheed offend you just now?"

"No, we had a great time. I'm glad to be able to participate in today's event, sir." Seeing that the other party was actually the general manager of the Trail Blazers, Wayne stopped and shook Patterson's hand.

"Hahaha, thank you for coming. By the way, I just heard that you are now playing in the NCAA Division I league?" Patterson adjusted his glasses.

The Asian boy in front of me is full of static talents!

Moreover, Patterson also admired his courage when he faced Wallace just now.

"That's right, I play for the Oklahoma State University Cowboys." Wayne nodded, then looked at Cody, who actually still had his number saved!

"Really? It's not far from Portland. So you've signed up for the 2004 draft?"

After hearing this, Wayne began to feel that something was wrong.

This seems to be no ordinary greeting. Could it be possible that he has successfully attracted the attention of the NBA?

Much simpler than imagined.

"Uh...no decision yet, sir."

At this moment, Cody rushed up from behind and slapped Wayne on the butt.

"It's all done, let's go! We're going to have a blast tonight, Wayne! Come on, come on, we're late and there's no room in the bar."

Cody pushed Wayne out the door, and Patterson had no choice but to end the conversation with Wayne.

"Then, I won't disturb Wayne for now. I wish you a good time." Patterson waved goodbye to Wayne.

Walking out of the training hall, Wayne saw the huge posters of star players hanging in the rose garden.

Become a highly anticipated NBA star?

It seems that it is really no longer just a fantasy.

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Rasheed Wallace returned home angrily. Fortunately, there were not many reporters present today.

If this incident were widely reported, he would definitely be ridiculed to the point of being autistic.

Although Wayne won the game due to a lot of luck, even so, losing to a student boy was really embarrassing.

What's more, the other party is neither the top high school student nor a college genius, just a Chinese international student with unknown origins.

"How is that possible!" Wallace became angrier as he thought about it, so he took out his cell phone and called Roy Perkins, a scout from the Trail Blazers.

"Roy, this is Rasheed, help me check someone out!" Wallace yelled angrily as soon as the call was connected.

"Check a person? Don't you know Tim Duncan well enough?" The scout looked confused. No player would ask a scout to check someone.

"I'm not asking you to look up people in the NBA. I'm asking you to help me find a guy who plays in the NCAA."

"NCAA player? Why are you interested in this?"

"Stop asking so many questions, just check for me if there is an Asian player named Wayne at Oklahoma State University!"

"Wait a minute." Perkins shook his head. Although he didn't know what Wallace wanted to do, it was better to follow his wishes.

After digging out his scouting report from last season, it didn't take much time for Perkins to find his target.

Wayne's name is very special, so when he opens the Cowboys roster, he can see Wayne's report at a glance.

"Yes, Wayne, Chinese student, second-year player. What? Why are you interested in a small college substitute?"

"What did you say!? NCAA substitute!?" Wallace was petrified, and his self-esteem was hit ten thousand times.

"Yeah, I averaged 13 minutes per game for the Cowboys last season, scoring 4.8 points, 3.2 rebounds, and 0.4 blocks. If you didn't tell me, I wouldn't even know who this guy is. Hey, hello? Damn, how can I just hang up?

hang."
To be continued...