NBA Absolute Flood Control Dam

　　 "Ba, you only played 30 minutes in this game. Do you think 21 rebounds are your true level? How much water is there?"

　　FOX reporter asked bluntly.

　　 "Haha, Mr. Reporter, do you think the top ten rebounds in a single game in NBA history are their true level? Or can they average this number per game? How much water is there?"

　　 This game made Li Ba somewhat unhappy, raised three fingers, and directly replied.

　　 The NBA has eighth to tenth rebounds per game, all with 31 rebounds. Who can catch so many per game? The ancient Zhang Liangwan also averaged 27.2 rebounds per game. Now that there are so many restrictive rules, God can't do it.

　　 So, the reporter shut up.

At this time, Frank grabbed the microphone and said: "Everyone is on the scene in this game. We have been behind. There is no rebounding. As much as the hammer catches, there is no water. This is my opinion. I believe it should be your opinion."

　　 "Hammer, you didn't win the rookie of the week in the first two weeks. Do you think you are eligible for the rookie of the week?"

　　 asked an ESPN reporter.

　　 "I have to admit that I am not eligible for election for the time being, James has performed very well, and Anthony is also good..."

　　 Li Ba replied honestly, but he said again: "But I also think that the rookie of the week, or even the rookie of the season, is the same as the draft pick, and it doesn't represent everything."

　　 "Ba, what are you disappointed in this game?" The host ordered a CNN reporter again, and the reporter asked.

　　 "Disappointed, a little bit. I think..."

After thinking about it, Li Ba said: "Now my defense is far from enough to affect the outcome of a game, because any ordinary player bursts out, and all my efforts can be wiped out. If it is those star players. Outburst? Or those superstars? Super giants? Unthinkable! So I need more effort."

"Humph!"

　　 Hearing Li Ba describing him as an ordinary player, Dean Glover of the Eagles sitting on the other side could not help but snorted.

　　 "Hammer, you are more and more like a big Ben, so what are your expectations for the future?" a reporter from the local Sun Daily asked.

"Big Ben? Haha! I don't like offense, but I must defend well now. As for the future, I hope my defense can be strong enough to control the outcome of a game, that's it." Li Ba said .

　　 This sentence calmed the reporter below.

　　 Then a few reporters were handed over the microphones, which made Li Ba notice a little bit. The host of this press conference, it seems, should be all white reporters?

　　 "Dam, you are from China, so your ceiling should be very low. Do you recognize this professional judgment?"

　　 Another white reporter was called, he asked.

　　 "I'm from China, so my ceiling should be low? What do you mean by this sentence? You think it is related to race, so my ceiling should be low?"

　　 Li Ba's eyes fell cold, and he asked in a cold voice.

　　 "NONONO, it's just purely for you personally."

　　 The reporter quickly denied that this was a kind of *racial discrimination*, and he could not admit it, although he thought so, and said so.

"When I came to this country, I knew it was filled with thoughts like yours. There is no doubt that this is a dirty thought. What I want to tell you is that I will not answer any of your questions at any time. , Anywhere."

　　 Li Ba wouldn't let him go, he said directly.

　　 The reporter's expression changed, and his expression turned into disdain: "Then you think you are important?"

　　 "From the attitude of our press conference host, I know that this dirty-minded reporter is more important."

　　 Li Ba ignored the reporter, but stared at the press conference host standing beside him and said.

　　 "Fire at your own person? Oops, something is about to happen!" Chen Hong at the back of the hall shook his heart.

　　 The host was a white middle-aged woman. At this time, she said calmly: "Sorry, sir, I don't think there is any problem with this reporter's words. He has the right to continue to ask questions."

　　 "Look, dirty things are everywhere."

Li Ba stood up, did not look at the hostess again, looked down at the reporters below, and said coldly: "Just because I am Asian or Chinese? Maybe, half of you are not this woman. The color that this man likes, and you, as the media, remain silent now. I have to tell you that when you, or your family and friends are targeted in the future, none of you are innocent."

　　 These words caused a commotion among the reporters below.

　　 "Here, full of their rancid smell, I... can't breathe anymore."

　　 Li Ba said these words and walked directly out of the conference hall.

　　 What happened suddenly in the hall made everyone look at each other.

　　 "I think I too... can't breathe!"

　　 Marion also stood up next to him, shrugged, said Li Ba's last sentence, and then left the hall.

　　 "Sorry, I think the hammer is right. He is right. The behavior of some people is intolerable. I feel that I can't breathe here."

　　 Frank finished speaking in a hurry, and left quickly.

　　 "Let's go, let's go back and explode this incident in China." Chen Hong told other domestic reporters.

　　 "Go go."

　　 Everyone looked worried, but they all nodded.

　　 "Hammer, hammer, calm down, calm down!" Frank caught up with Li Ba in the corridor, and he was relieved when he saw that he was in a good mood.

　　 Marion also ran over behind him and shouted to Li Ba, "Hey, Hammer, you are right, some people are really dirty."

　　 "Frank, I have something to tell you." Li Ba suddenly pulled Frank forward.

　　 "OK, I said." Frank nodded.

　　 "Hey, can I listen?" Marion cried unwillingly.

　　 "Haha, of course." Li Ba laughed.

　　 "What's the matter, hammer?"

　　 "Frank, what do you think of my strength? Now, next season, in the future, my ceiling, tell me your opinion?" Li Ba smiled.

　　 "Well, let me think about it."

Frank was taken aback, and after serious consideration, he said: "If it wasn't for that guy's explosion today, we would have won by relying only on your rebounds. In the future, I think you can be the next big one if you finish. Ben. Even, I think your rebounding ability is stronger than him. Today your rebounding range has reached the three-point line several times, which is incredible!"

"Yes~www.NovelMTL.com~ This is my attempt. When the parabola of the rebounding ball is higher, it takes more time to fall, so I think I can reach farther places. Of course, this kind of There will not be many opportunities now, but I believe there will be progress." Li Ba nodded.

　　 "Hammer, your rebounding ability is really strong, or can you compete for the rebounding champion this season?" Marion laughed.

　　 "Of course, that is what I must fight for." Li Ba said to Marion with certainty, and then said to Frank:

　　 "If, well, Frank, not if, yes, from now on, I will be with Amare Stoudemire, or anyone else, such as Stephen, such as Sean..."

　　 He pointed to Marion next to him, who seemed to understand something, smiled, and took a half step back.

　　 Li Ba continued: "The team needs a boss, why can't it be me? I will definitely compete with them for the boss of the team. Do you think it is possible?"

　　 The reason why he suddenly had this idea was first of all stimulated by today's data.

　　 He thinks that this kind of performance can also be played in the future, or even better, because he is not a high-light performance today.

　　 Since he can perform like this, why can't he fight for the boss?

　　 James is the boss in the Cavaliers, Anthony, Bosh and Wade are also the future bosses cultivated by their teams. Why can't he not fight?

　　He doesn't argue, why did he come all the way to the United States? Are you discriminating against them?

　　Since it's here, let's fight for him to turn upside down.

　　 The king, general, would rather have a kind, why should I not argue?

　　 The big deal, like Stephen Marbury, failed in the competition. Being a lone wolf, he will make a comeback in the same day.