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In short, this is a chaotic day.

In the twinkling of an eye, it was night.

After dinner, the Rockets set off for the Spurs' home SBC center.

Because of the events during the day, in order to protect the integrity of the rocket team, there are police cars in front of and behind to protect the rocket team's bus.

The bus soon arrived at the SBC Center Stadium.

Stop at the passenger parking space in the parking lot.

Wang Fei saw that there were many police outside and the defense was very strict.

He followed his teammates down the bus.

I saw the police blocking out the media reporters who tried to rush up.

Some media reporters desperately raised their cameras and took pictures of Wang Fei.

Wang Fei just lowered his head and walked quickly.

He heard a media reporter ask a question loudly: "Wang, can you talk about your mood at the moment? Do you feel guilty?"

"Wang, I heard that when the free market opens, you will take the initiative to make a deal with the Rockets, won't you? Do you want to come to the Spurs?"

"Wang, Bobo praised you. He also said that you have a good private relationship with him. Will you come to the Spurs?"

"Wang, don't pay attention to those crazy people. They just want to disturb your mood and make you lose the level of the game. You have to hold on!"

The reporters were asking questions loudly and disorderly.

Wang Fei didn't answer a question.

There's nothing to answer.

Through the channel, finally came to the visiting team dressing room.

The reporters were blocked out.

Wang Fei was relieved.

However, Wang Fei knows that at the Spurs Stadium tonight, the fans will be crazy. They may spray themselves and Boo themselves.

Be prepared!

Just like someone warned him loudly just now, those people just want to disturb my mood, want to make me feel down and lose the feeling of the game.

However, you want to influence me in this way?

That's impossible!

After cleaning up, I went out to warm up.

In the stands, some fans have begun to take their seats.

To Wang Fei's surprise, those fans who have come in have no one to hiss themselves, and there is no unfriendly noise.

After warming up for more than ten minutes, the stands of SBC stadium are almost full of people.

The Spurs have been operating in San Antonio for decades, and their record has been relatively stable. Since Popovich took charge, they have entered the playoffs for more than 20 consecutive years.

Therefore, there are still many loyal Spurs fans.

The attendance rate here is also very guaranteed.

Wang Fei was seriously practicing shooting when he heard a burst of cheering in Chinese.

"Wang Fei, come on!"

"Feidi! Brothers have come to see you!"

"Wang Fei, you are the best! I like you so much!"

Wang Fei was a little surprised.

He looked at the sound of the stands online and saw that there was a relatively high stand area, which was impressively occupied by a fiery red.

Those are compatriots of the same color.

They all wore red rocket jerseys with Wang Fei's number and looked particularly blinking.

Someone pulled a banner open.

Squinting, you can see that the banner reads: Wang Fei, let netizens go to the beautiful post-war aid group!

what the hell!

Are these people netizens of Post Bar in Chengdu?

Look at that grandstand. It looks like a hundred or two people.

Of course, compared with the dark Spurs fans, the momentum of such people is still too bad.

But with such a bright color, Wang Fei is still very excited.

It's not easy!

I don't know how much time it took these people to get so many tickets!

After all, this is the playoffs. It's no exaggeration to say that it's hard to get a ticket for the playoffs!

A ticket with a bad location may only cost tens of dollars, but after the hype, you can't get it without a thousand dollars.

Wang Fei stopped and waved to the place.

Those netizens who posted the bar were also very excited and responded to Wang Fei with greater cheers.

At the same time, this scene was also captured on the big screen and played on the big screen.

After responding to these compatriots, Wang Fei began to concentrate on practicing the ball again.

For nothing else, Wang Fei thought, for these compatriots who spent a lot of money and specially went to the scene to watch the ball, he will also have an excellent performance tonight.

To Wang Fei's surprise, he thought that the Spurs fans in the stands tonight would boo him with more volume and curse him loudly.

But he didn't hear such a voice.

No one scolded him or booed him.

Spurs fans showed great quality.

This is really a strange thing.

The warm-up is coming to an end.

Wang Fei has stood on the sideline and began to talk to several teammates.

At this time, Gary Clark suddenly squeezed his eyes and said, "Wang, guess who I saw?"

"Who?" Wang Fei asked.

"I saw Taylor Swift sitting in the back row of our bench. Visually, it's behind your seat!" said Gary Clark.

Wang Fei was stunned.

Mildewed came to watch his game again?

He turned to look at Gary Clark's position, and he saw Taylor Swift. Moreover, the people sitting with Taylor changed this time. On both sides of her sat a middle-aged man and a middle-aged woman.

"Hi!"

When Taylor Swift saw Wang Fei looking over, she immediately greeted Wang Fei in a big way.

Wang Fei had to respond.

The price of this position on the sidelines of the NBA playoffs is very high.

Like the row next to the stars, the price is about twenty or thirty thousand or even fifty or sixty thousand dollars.

Think about it, such a ticket is hundreds of thousands of Chinese dollars. If you are not a real rich man, you can't afford it.

Generally speaking, even those rich people don't often choose the position on the side of the NBA court.

Sitting in that position in every game costs millions of dollars a year to watch the ball.

"Dad, he looked at me. Do you think he's cool," Taylor Swift said excitedly to the man sitting on his left.

"This guy is really good. He plays very well! He deserves you, Taylor! When will you decide to make a relationship?" Taylor Swift's father Scott smiled.

"Oh, God! Marrying a Chinese is not a good choice!" sighed Andrea, Taylor's mother.

"Dad, mom, what are you talking about? We just met. I just appreciate him playing, that's all." Taylor Swift said immediately with a red face.

"My daughter, you can't hide it from me. You look at him with love. You've fallen in love with him," Scott said with a smile.

"Shh! Keep your voice down and don't talk nonsense! Maybe we can be good friends, but boyfriend, forget it," Taylor Swift said.

"Why not? My daughter is worthy of anyone. Don't you dare to tell him?" Scott said with a smile.

"No, no! Wang has a girlfriend, and he is ten years younger than me. I think he is a very traditional Chinese. He certainly won't consider white women, especially this woman is taller than him." Taylor Swift said.

"He's really a little lower. Among NBA players, he's even shorter. I really don't understand why so many big men can't resist this dwarf." Andrea shook his head.

"That's why he seems so magical. He is wildly loved by ordinary boys. Because he shows hope to many short boys," Scott said with a smile.

Wang Fei waved to Taylor, then turned around and continued to talk to his teammates.

"Wang, why don't you try dating Taylor? If it doesn't fit, just leave?" said Gary Clark.

"Yes! Wang, you don't know. Taylor is the dream lover of many men. Everyone likes her very much," Chris Paul said.

"No, no! You can't say that, and I'm not going to do that." Wang Fei quickly waved his hand and said.

"What are you worried about? Worried about being found out by your girlfriend? Don't worry, if you only date once or twice, you won't be found out by anyone as long as you keep it secret." Gary Clark winked.

Wipe!

There's no way to talk to these people.

They're trying to teach me bad.

Wang Fei hurriedly said, "forget it. I won't talk to you villains. I'd better go back to the dressing room and have a rest. Then, I'll be ready to start the game."

Go back to the dressing room.

Wang Fei looked at his mobile phone.

He especially focused on his post.

On this look, he found that the post bar had been given a lot of benefits by the fans who came to the scene to watch the ball.

"God! It's really different to watch the ball on site. The atmosphere is very good!"

"We sit a little high. It's not easy to see the situation on the court! However, I brought the camera artifact Huawei P30 to close up Wang Fei's warm-up. It's really clear! Great!"

"Let's see Wang Fei's style during warm-up. It's also produced by Huawei P30. It's really shocking. He seems to be able to score goals with a raise of his hand."

"It's a shocking scene! Wang Fei's speed is really too powerful. Any fake action can shake people down. I'm really excited."

Wang Fei looked at these posts and felt warm in his heart.

Supported by such a large number of lovely fans, he feels that he has a great responsibility!

Tonight, we must show our best state, give the most powerful data and let them have fun!

However, Wang Fei sees that these people are talking about Huawei P30. In fact, he also wants to try another mobile phone.

However, he suddenly thought of the sports King app on his old mobile phone.

Forget it, keep the old mobile phone and buy a new P30. Let's try the new black technology.

Wang Fei put away his mobile phone.

Because coach D'Antoni is already clapping for everyone's attention.

"Gentlemen, tonight, we will challenge the Spurs at the SBC center. This game is very important to us! If we can win, we will win the match point. If we lose, we may be tied 2-2 like the Clippers in the first series. I don't want us to lose tonight! Are you confident of winning the game?" Said D'Antoni.

This is to let the players show their confidence in winning.

"Yes!"

"We will win!"

"If we have a king, we will never lose!"

The players responded with all kinds of words.

Everyone is a little rubbing their hands.

"Wang, do you have any suggestions?" d'antony's eyes still looked at Wang Fei.

Wang Fei smiled and said, "just fight as usual."

"Ding!"

At this time, Wang Fei heard a prompt sound in his head.