At this time, the media's focus shifted to Zhou Quan.
A white reporter from the Dallas Daily News asked, "Iron Fist, do you think you deserve a signature sneaker contract right now?"
"So, do you think I will answer that I am not worthy? So Mr. Reporter, I will give you a second chance to ask questions. Think about it before asking." Zhou Quan smiled.
"Haha..." There was a burst of laughter now.
The reporter curled his lips. He didn't ask the wrong question. This was just his trap, forcing Zhou Quan to answer only the right answer. Then he could ask the second question. There are at least a hundred players in the league who are better than you. Among them Only a few people have signed sneaker contracts. You think you are worth it, but everyone thinks you are not worth it. Why do you think you are worth it?
Now Zhou Quan cunningly avoided his trap, which made him a little disappointed, so he had to ask again: "How long do you think you can last in the competition with Michael Jordan?"
Zhou Quan thought for a moment and smiled: "Thank you for comparing me with him..."
The reporter suddenly interrupted him and said, "No, I'm not comparing you to him. There's no comparison. I don't think you deserve to be compared to him, just because you signed this contract. this problem."
"Ha ha……"
There was laughter.
A proud smile appeared on the reporter's face, and when he was about to say something more, Zhou Quan smiled and said: "Sir, you interrupt me at will, why are you so rude? As long as a three-year-old child has received a little family education, It will be like you do.”
"..."
The reporter was stunned, his expression unchanged. He didn't think there was anything wrong with interrupting Zhou Quan. Just when he was about to fight back, Zhou Quan said again: "Of course, your parents don't teach you rules, and I have no obligation to teach you." You, after all, I am not your father."
"oh!"
The reporters exclaimed, is this going to break up on the spot?
The white reporter from Dallas had a dark face and was so angry that he could not speak.
At this time Zhou Quan said again: "But you should be highly educated and not so ignorant of etiquette. So I can understand that you don't bother to maintain basic etiquette towards me because of my skin color?
Sir, I played in Dallas both during the NCAA and NBA periods, and I know that there is racism there. Do you do the same? "
"of course not."
When Zhou Quan said this, the reporter's expression changed again and again, and he quickly denied it.
This can't be admitted in public, even though his family has been there for five generations, but as long as he admits it, this job will be ruined.
Zhou Quan smiled and said: "Since you are not, then I allow you to ask another question, or should I answer your second question just now?"
"certainly."
Seeing that Zhou Quan no longer pressed on the issue of racial discrimination, the reporter breathed a sigh of relief and nodded quickly.
Zhou Quan smiled and said: "You just asked me how long I can last in the competition with Jordan, so let me tell you, now, even if I lose to Jordan, it will be an honor for me to lose, but even if I fail, I will persist. If I go down, no one, including you, can break my will."
His words did not contain any lofty words, and he even thought that he would lose to Jordan now, but the firm meaning made many reporters at the scene couldn't help but nod.
Mark Nathan was also very happy to hear these words. What he valued was Zhou Quan's personal style and charm, which of course also included his tenacity and willpower.
After the press conference, less than an hour later, the news that Zhou Quan had won a signed sneaker contract spread throughout the United States.
"Crazy, the world is crazy!"
"That's not fair."
Countless players in the league don't understand why a rookie and a point guard can get such a contract. They can't figure it out.
…
In Orlando, a large group of All-Stars such as Magic, Jordan, and Barkley were putting on a show, playing basketball games with a group of children in a community.
"Hey, there's news you want to know?" a reporter suddenly shouted.
"What is it?"
Buckley, who loves gossip the most, asked immediately.
The reporter raised the mobile phone in his hand and shouted: "I just received the news that Tekken has obtained a signature sneaker contract from a company and just signed it in Los Angeles."
"Are you crazy? Which company is so stupid?" Buckley was stunned.
He has been playing basketball for so many years, and it was only in 1990 that he had the opportunity to get his first signature sneaker contract from Nike and have his own signature sneakers. Did that kid from Tekken get it? So unfair!
Even if he and Zhou Quan were friends, they were all filled with envy, jealousy, and hatred. The sourness in his heart made him just want to cry.
Others also heard it, thought they heard wrongly, and looked over one after another.
The reporter shouted: "Skechers, a newly established company in Los Angeles, offers US$10 million over five years, with three additional conditions. If the contract is not fulfilled, the contract for the next three years will not be executed."
Buzz buzz...
A group of all-stars immediately started talking.
The vast majority of these All-Stars only hold cash contracts for exclusive sneakers and are not eligible for signed sneaker contracts, so there is envy and jealousy that is difficult to hide in their words.
Pippen couldn't believe it: "No, this must be fake, fake, this is fake news."
"Although the new company is new, the contract is huge! This guy is really lucky!" Buckley murmured.
Chris Mullin sighed: "That boy, what a blessing!"
Karl Malone said with a calm face: "Ten million in five years, which is several times higher than me, Shet! Why should he? I don't accept it!"
He does have his own signature sneakers, but it's just a small brand. The endorsement fee is only a few hundred thousand dollars a year, which expires this year, and he doesn't plan to sign a contract with him now because he doesn't sell shoes.
"What's the use of your dissatisfaction? You can't beat him." Buckley said disdainfully.
"snort!"
The postman turned pale with anger and gave Buckley a hard look.
"That kid is just so lucky!"
Even super center Ewing showed obvious envy on his iron-faced black face.
He does have his own signature sneakers, but the center doesn't sell shoes. Even though he is sitting in a sports market as big as New York, he still doesn't sell shoes, so the contract is only one million US dollars a year, which is worse than a rookie. He said dissatisfied: "That bastard Iron Fist got lucky, but the Detroit market is going to bankrupt that company."
"Oh, I'm an all-star. Competing with others is so annoying!"
Mutombo made it to the All-Stars in his rookie season. No. 1 pick Larry Johnson didn't get the chance either. He was somewhat proud of himself. When he heard the news, he suddenly felt that the All-Stars were suddenly no longer popular.
"Rookie, I've been an All-Star for many times."
Next to him, All-Star point guard Mark Price said quietly.
Tim Hardaway looked envious and said: "When I meet Iron Fist in the future, I will beat him up and let the company know that I am blind. Why can't they see me? I am an All-Star!"
Rodman glanced at Tim Hardaway next to him, ignored him, and said to Joe Dumars: "Joe, your signature sneakers?"
"Shut up!"
Although Joe Dumars is a good old man, he actually has a temper. You are blind, when did you see me wearing signature sneakers? I always wear other people's clothes.
