NBA: Ultimate Tormentor

Chapter 223 American TV interview!
Qin Dong and Stephen Curry, dressed in Tang suits, attended a reality show interview program together.

"Qin! Qin! Qin!"

"Qin! Qin! Qin!"

"MVP! MVP! MVP!"

Although Curry broke the single-quarter scoring records of Melo and the Iceman two days ago,
But today, standing next to Qin Dong.

Curry is just 'the hottest Warriors player ever'.

His own light was completely obscured by Qin Dong.

"Stephen, it seems that I am more popular." Qin Dong waved to the fans while whispering to Curry.

Curry was quite speechless.

"That bastard!"

"You're just pretending to be in front of yourself again."

"It's abominable!"

Looking at Curry who was a little aggrieved, Qin Dong said again: "Hey, but you can make yourself famous."

"Hi!"

"Stephen!"

"Qin!"

"welcome."

A white host said enthusiastically.

First, he shook hands with Curry and motioned for him to sit on the sofa in the guest area.

Immediately afterwards, he held his fists and bowed to Qin Dong, who was wearing Tang suit.

Seeing a foreigner clasping his fists gave me an inexplicable sense of joy.

Qin Dong, who is known as the best gentleman in the NBA, naturally clasped his fists and bowed.

The American audience in the audience liked this clip from the movie very much, and they immediately burst into applause.

"Qin, Stephen, the fans thank you very much for making the Golden State Warriors rise again!"

"The fans are keen to know what your goals are for this season."

“Not just team goals, but your own personal goals.”

"Can you tell me something?"

The foreign white host came up and asked about Warriors fans’ favorite topics.

Qin Dong glanced at Curry and motioned for him to speak first.

"Our team has only one goal this season!"

"Win the damn championship!"

When the baby-faced Stephen Curry said this, the expression on his face was unprecedentedly serious, as if he was a primary school student who only got 58 points on the exam paper. Under the stick of his parents, his eyes were full of tears and he swore to God with his fingers. , I will definitely test 100 points next time.

"Stephen, what about your personal goals?"

"Like becoming a starter in this year's All-Star Game?"

"Or, entering this year's best team."

The host smiled and continued to ask.

The audience also turned their attention to Stephen Curry, waiting for his answer.

"Elementary school students only take multiple-choice questions." Stephen Curry showed his white teeth and said confidently.

"Haha."

"Snapped!"

"Snapped!"

"Snapped!"

Curry's domineering speech immediately caused a burst of cheering applause from the fans at the scene.

"Qin, where are you?"

"Oh, by the way, you were the All-Star starter last year, and you were also the All-Star vote winner last year."

"Even LeBron James and Kobe Bryant are behind you."

"This year, you have taken it to the next level. The breathtaking 5x5 is within your reach."

"In the latest MVP prediction list, you once again ranked first."

"I believe your personal goal this year must be MVP."

The white man presided over a wave of flattery, which made Qin Dong feel comfortable listening to it.

to this end
Qin Dong did not interrupt him, hoping that he, who could speak, could speak more.

"You know, I never care about personal data, whether it's MVP, FMVP, five-double, four-double, 5x5, or a triple-double that's not worth mentioning."

"I never pay attention to that."

"All I want is for the team to win."

Qin Dong is like an official spokesperson.

The audience present were all Warriors fans. They heard about the high-minded and pure character of the star.
"Snapped!"

"Crack!" "Crack!"

The applause was at least three times louder than before when Stephen Curry finished speaking.

Some fans' palms even turned red.
Curry’s eyes: →_→

However, there was still no trace of blush on Qin Dong's face.

To this
Curry was speechless and secretly complained: "Mmp, are you so thick-skinned now that you don't react at all when you lie?"

"Who is it, with a distance of 5x5 and one less assist, forcing me to force a shot?"

"Who, as soon as he returns to the bench, asks the staff to take a look at the players' personal data reports?"

"Who is it, despite the coach's objections, still begging for nothing to play during garbage time?"

"Who is it that fans questioned as a data brusher and asked me to open a trumpet account to help you fight against black fans?"

In response to Curry's contemptuous look, Qin Dong smiled faintly and raised his eyebrows very covertly, as if to say: "Only elementary school students can state their goals openly."

Immediately after
The white host took out a stack of palm-sized cards and said with a smile: "Qin, Stephen, we have a lot of questions from netizens here. Can you reply to them?"

"No problem!" Qin Dong smiled.

"Qin, what's your favorite fruit? Is it really the 'tomato' in the rumors?"

"I found that you Chinese people all like to eat tomatoes, not only you, but also your compatriot - Dayao."

The host asked curiously.

"Ah" Qin Dong was slightly startled.

Because he often pronounces words similar to 'tomato' during games, both his teammates and opponents think that Qin Dong likes to eat tomatoes.

"Actually, I prefer eating apples," Qin Dong said with a slight smile without explaining too much at this time.

"Stephen, are you and Qin also friends in daily life?"

"You know, many partners on the court have a very ordinary relationship in private, just like Michael Jordan and Scottie Pippen."

After the white host asked the question, he did not forget to add.

The fans at the scene were also very concerned about this issue and wanted to know the gossip about their daily lives.

"Uh"

"You should know who signed up for me for last year's slam dunk contest?"

Stephen Curry smiled bitterly.

"Pfft!"

"Ha ha!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the crowd burst into laughter.

Although Curry did not answer directly, everyone can roughly imagine what the relationship between the two is like in private.

"Haha, Stephen, since you mentioned the dunk contest, may I ask, will you still participate this year? You know, your and Qin's attendance last year saved the dunk contest to a certain extent." The host smiled.

"Absolutely impossible!" Curry said righteously.

"Qin, this question is about you."

"According to survey reports, Stephen Curry's jersey sales this season rank first in your country, even surpassing yours."

"What do you think for this?"

The host asked again.

When he said this, Curry immediately sat upright.

"Because they already have my jersey." Qin Dong said with a smile.

"Snapped!"

"Snapped!"

"Snapped!"

Qin Dong's witty answer once again won applause from the audience.

Even the host gave a thumbs up.

"Qin, I have another question about you."

"I heard that you Chinese people are good at martial arts, such as: this, this, this"

The host acted like a clown at this time.

This is completely opposite to the respectful attitude towards Qin Dong just now.

That's right.

This is a script written in advance tonight, mainly for Qin Dong to show off his skills.

To know.
Qin Dong's current traffic volume is frightening. In a money empire like the United States, capitalists are eager to lick Qin Dong, and there is no way he can get out of power.

Qin Dong, who was very good at acting, stood up without saying a word.

The host pointed calmly to the center of the table next to him, gesturing for Qin Dong to kick here.

In this area, the staff of the program team had done their homework in advance.

Not to mention Qin Dong, even if Curry kicks down, he can make a big hole.

(End of this chapter)