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"Did I hear you right? Wang wants to compete with Marcus?"

"It's not interesting. Marcus can't even get the position of the water dispenser player of the NBA team. He still wants to compete with Wang?"

"Ha ha! This is the biggest joke I've heard in the 21st century. A garbage, a dandy, should compete with a superstar? Is this looking for abuse?"

"It's very interesting. Marcus really wants to find a sense of existence anytime and anywhere! It's just that he seems to have found the wrong object?"

The fans in the stands were talking in a mess.

Most people are sarcastic about Marcus.

No one else is to blame.

Mainly Marcus is too bad.

When he was young, he came into contact with basketball under the guidance of his God like father. But in the end, he couldn't even step into the threshold of the NBA. Now he can only brush his sense of existence by relying on his father's reputation.

People will not be polite to such a worthless guy who claims to be very arrogant.

"Dad, the live DJ of the pistons has announced. I think we should go down to the court now." Marcus was a little excited. He rubbed his hands and said to MJ.

"Forget it, go yourself." Jordan didn't intend to support his son.

Paralyzed!

Is that support?

If you go down to the platform for your son, you will also be laughed at by everyone.

Jordan felt he couldn't afford to lose that face.

"Dad, don't you also want to see that Huaxia boy and talk to him?" Marcus refused to let MJ go.

"Michael, it's just a game. I think it's nothing to go down and stand on the platform for Marcus?" Yvette said carefully.

It's hard to be a stepmother.

Yvette is also trying to maintain the relationship between herself and her stepson.

"All right."

Jordan thought for a moment and nodded.

By this time, the stadium staff had come to invite Marcus to the stadium.

Wang Fei has been waiting there.

Jordan also took his family down from the stands and slowly came to the court.

The Pistons' live DJ is also very excited.

After all, there are few opportunities to get close to Jordan.

"Ladies and gentlemen! The exciting moment is coming! MJ and his son Marcus are coming to us! It seems that MJ has great confidence in his son Marcus. He came down from the stands with his little wife and twin daughters. This God like man has not been to the Pistons' home stadium for many years, which is really a wonderful experience When MJ came to us, we couldn't help thinking of the highlight moment he brought to the NBA at the end of last century! "DJ shouted excitedly.

On the big screen, he has been giving a close-up to Jordan.

Jordan smiled gracefully and waved to the people in the stadium.

He came to the court.

Accompanied by rockets assistant coach Fisher tiger, Wang Fei greeted Jordan and his party.

Wang Fei is very excited.

In other words, this is the first time he has come into contact with Jordan in reality.

Joe is 55 years old.

He is still the iconic bald head, tall and strong, vigorous and powerful, straight and energetic.

Wang Fei took a deep breath and piled a slightly reserved smile on his face.

Although Jordan is an idol, he doesn't want to be humble in front of others.

"Hello, MJ! It's really nice to see you again!" Fisher tiger was very excited. He walked over and greeted Jordan.

Jordan nodded to Fisher tiger, but looked at Wang Fei.

"Hello, Wang!" Jordan smiled and held out his hand to Wang Fei.

His palm is really big enough to easily grasp the basketball.

Wang Fei also greeted with a smile: "MJ, you are my idol. I heard your reputation when I was very young. I'm very happy to see you!"

Wang Fei shook hands with Jordan.

His hand is a little too small compared with MJ's.

Jordan has been looking at Wang Fei at this time.

This Chinese boy is more than a head lower than himself. Moreover, he is thin and weak. His weight is easy. It is estimated that he is more than twice that of the other party.

His hand is also very small. Such a small hand is not suitable for playing basketball in the eyes of normal people. Because the palm is small, he often can't grasp firmly when controlling basketball, which also leads to many actions.

However, the other side's poor physical conditions, stubbornly played gorgeous data, and also helped the Rockets achieve a wave of three consecutive victories.

The Rockets will still be able to win the game tonight.

This is incredible.

They shook hands tightly. Jordan wanted to say something more, but at this time, Marcus came in a hurry.

First, he stood in front of Wang Fei and compared his stature with Wang Fei. He glanced and said, "I didn't expect you to be so short!"

Marcus is 1.91 meters tall.

Wang Fei is only 1.73 meters.

The difference in height between the two is naturally obvious.

"No! You should be able to think about it. My information is very clear. I am 1.73 meters tall." Wang Fei said faintly.

"I can't figure out how you can get into the NBA. There are so many people with better physical conditions than you, but those people are blocked out of the NBA and can't play! Wang, if the Rockets don't take a fancy to the Chinese market behind you, I don't think you can get the chance to enter the NBA," Marcus said.

Wang Fei smiled, looked at Marcus and said, "as you say, NBA teams should all recruit a Chinese player to join the team, because that will get the huge market of China. Marcus, I think we'd better not talk about this nonsense. Now, immediately, let's start our PK."

Marcus shook his head and said, "OK! I'll teach you a lesson! Let you understand that not everyone will be used to you!"

Wipe!

Wang Fei almost laughed angrily.

What does that mean?

Does he always think that he can get high scores in four consecutive games because of the opponent's water?

"Very good!"

Wang Fei nodded and said, "Marcus, let's have a look. Who of us will give who a profound lesson!"

Start alone.

The referee for the two is the referee of the game.

Two people play five balls, and the one who gets three first wins.

To Wang Fei's surprise, Marcus asked both sides to fight for the ball to decide the ball right of the first attack.

Wang Fei knew that maybe Marcus thought he was tall. If he fought for the ball to decide the right to attack the ball, he had a greater advantage.

Just fight!

Wang Fei doesn't care.

He said in his heart, will I still be afraid of you, a guy who can't even be an NBA water dispenser player?

The two came to midfield.

Stand alone.

The referee stood between the two with the ball.

Marcus's muscles tightened. He widened his eyes and said, "I have to teach this boy a lesson.".

When fighting for the ball later, I should knock him away first and grab the ball into my own hand.

He just wants to eat Wang Fei with his own body.

Wang Fei stood there slowly, not ready to jump for the ball.

The big screen shows a close-up of the two at the moment.

On the live booth.

Mike brin smiled and said, "Marcus is very nervous. I feel that his body is shaking slightly. And Wang seems too relaxed to prepare for the ball."

Jeff Van Gundy shook his head and said, "Wang didn't see Marcus at all, so he was so relaxed."

"But maybe Wang wants to release water? After all, Marcus is MJ's son. This Chinese boy has a heavy mind. He wants to give MJ a face and let him not lose face?" Mark Jackson said his own idea.

"I think it's possible. Chinese people always think more about others. They will take care of others' feelings. It's possible that Wang really wants to show kindness to MJ!" Mike brin's eyes brightened and nodded, echoing Mark Jackson's point of view.

In the stands, it was quiet now.

People watched the situation on the court with interest.

After all, it's hard to see MJ's son fighting with the hottest rookie now.