In the end, the Trail Blazers won their first preseason victory 107:88 on the road, leading the Lakers by 19 points.
After the game, Lillard took off his jersey to get an autograph from his idol Nash.
After Nash signed his name, he borrowed flowers and offered a compliment: "Young man, you are really good. The future is yours."
Lillard: "..."
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Fortunately, the two sides that benefited from this game were the Trail Blazers and the Lakers. The former had the humanoid traffic monster Wang Zelin, and the latter was located in the entertainment capital of the world, Angel City.
There were quite a lot of people at the press conference, but if you look closely, reporters and photographers from China accounted for nearly 1/3.
Great Celestial Dynasty: Having more people is great!
This game was very exciting, at least for the Trail Blazers.
"My King, you scored 25 points and 15 rebounds in the first preseason game. You have already surpassed Dayao and Arab League. Is there anything you want to say to these two seniors?"
Wang Zelin glanced at him and saw that he was from his own family. No wonder the question he asked was so kind.
"Records are meant to be broken. As a Chinese player, my body shines with countless lights of my predecessors. I feel that breaking their previous records is the best tribute to my predecessors."
Look at what he said, it’s super high level!
"OK, thanks!"
"Next person!"
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Lemon, one of the three essences of human beings.
No, the teammates on the other end looked at Wang Zelin, who was surrounded by more than a dozen reporters, and silently picked up the lemon and started gnawing on it.
"Damn, even though that kid is so powerful, this interview trick is really too big. Really, why don't I see anyone interviewing me?"
Among all the people who love lemons, JJ Hickson is the most popular.
Through this game, he also completely saw the gap between himself and Wang Zelin, not only in terms of superficial strength, but also in terms of potential.
Now he expresses his understanding of the team's strong support for Wang Zelin, which is one of the reasons why he can survive in the NBA.
Although he is reckless, he knows how to reflect on himself afterwards!
This time Hixon looked at Wang Zelin with eyes filled with envy, but without the previous jealousy.
Anyway, he is just a tramp, not many people will care... Alas!
At this time, a reporter suddenly appeared in front of Hixon.
"Hello, can I interview you?"
"Ah, um, okay..."
As soon as Hickson lowered his head, he saw the microphone in front of him. This reporter had a five-star red flag embroidered on his chest, which clearly meant he was from China.
"How would you rate your new teammate Wang Zelin?"
Well, it turns out that he is a reporter from China, and his three sentences cannot be separated from Wang Zelin.
Hickson suddenly felt a little embarrassed. He couldn't say that the relationship between himself and Wang Zelin within the team was a bit "delicate."
"Wang is a very good teammate. He scored 20+10 today. This is a result I have never achieved in all my years in the NBA. And he did it as soon as he came. I believe he can help The team got better."
Hixon, who has seen the reality clearly, finally made a relatively objective evaluation of Wang Zelin.
"Okay, then the second question is, if you have the opportunity, would you like to visit China?"
The reporter's second question is considered a sub-question.
"Of course, China is a mysterious country with a long history. If I really have the chance, I would be very happy to visit there. I heard that the food in China is very good."
Hixon continued to address the scalp.
"Finally, I would like to ask, how is your internal relationship with Wang Zelin?"
"..."
"We are very good friends and Hickson is also a very good player!"
Just as Hickson was about to dig out Room 3 and Hall 1 with his feet in embarrassment, Wang Zelin walked from behind, put his hand on the former's shoulder, and gave a thumbs up to the camera.
"Yes, that's right, I~ we are very good friends!"
Hixon, who has changed three teams in less than four years after entering the league, is a veritable league bum. He has already seen through the ups and downs of this league, and is used to being picked around like goods.
But at this moment, his heart had never felt so warm.
It turns out that it feels so good to be respected!
As far as Wang Zelin is concerned, the reason why he is willing to help Hickson out is entirely because of Hickson's performance on the court just now.
When Ade came off the field in the third quarter, Wang Zelin's inside partner became Hickson. He originally thought that the latter would definitely hold him back, and he did not intend to cooperate with the opponent's tactics.
But I never thought that Hickson on the court seemed to have abandoned his unhappiness off the court. Not only did he do a good job on defense, but he also took the initiative to help him get stuck in one round, allowing him to get an offensive rebound. .
Separate public and private matters!
This is Wang Zelin's second evaluation of Hickson.
He began to believe in the saying that "people flock together and birds of a feather flock together." In a team atmosphere like the Trail Blazers, even if there are one or two bad people, they won't be any worse.
That's how the current scene happened.
"Hey, just now...thank you!"
After the interview, in the player tunnel, Hickson, who had been silent all the way, suddenly stopped Wang Zelin.
"What did you say? I didn't hear clearly."
Wang Zelin felt happy, but on the surface he deliberately pretended not to hear and stretched out his long ears.
"call!"
"I~I mean~~ thank you just now."
Jackson naively thought that Wang Zelin was just thinking about something and not paying attention, so he gritted his teeth and once again said those two words that made him feel extremely ashamed.
"fine!"
"ah……"
"Although you may be a bad person off the court, you are indeed a good teammate on the court and you play seriously. For me, this is enough."
Wang Zelin patted Jackson on the shoulder, then turned and left.
"A good teammate?"
It feels pretty good too.
"King, wait for me!"
This time Jackson trotted over and walked to the locker room with Wang Zelin arm in arm.
The previous conflict between the two suddenly broke through at this moment, like a pair of good friends who have known each other for a long time.
Men's friendship is really that simple sometimes!
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Back in the locker room, the others looked at Wang Zelin and Jack Jackson who were chatting, laughing, and holding hands as they entered the room, with indescribable weirdness on their faces.
I'll be a good boy!
Didn't these two guys look at each other like fire and water some time ago, but now they are like two pieces of mud, almost mixed together.
Could this be the mysterious power of the East?
"King, Jackson, you..."
Batum looked at his good friend Matthews, and the two looked at each other, feeling that the scene in front of them was extremely strange.
"Although we had some misunderstandings before, we have made it clear now, right King!"
"That's right, everything is fine. Didn't you say you were going out to have some fun tonight? Are you still going?"
When he said this, Wang Zelin's face was full of expectations.
Nightclub!
Wang Zelin, who has been an old virgin his entire life, has yet to experience it and doesn't know what it will feel like.
After the game, Batum said that it was a rare win tonight, and his teammates all wanted to go to the nightclub to celebrate Wang Zelin and Lillard's wonderful debut.
At first, he refused in his heart, but later even Lillard, his only comrade, changed camps, and he had to change sides.
"Okay, tonight I will let you know what ultimate enjoyment is!"
For a moment, even Aldridge turned into an old driver, with a "Hey hey hey!" look on his face.
As a world-famous entertainment capital, the night view of Angel City is naturally extremely rich and gorgeous.
After being brought into the nightclub by this group of veteran drivers, Wang Zelin was instantly attracted by the atmosphere in the venue, and couldn't help shouting in his heart: "It smells so good!"
Tonight we are going to...
