"boom!"
At this time the door opened, and Rodman walked into the locker room with a smile.
"Dennis, tell us, when do you plan to let your Queen Madonna enjoy you? I advise you to arrange it after the playoffs, otherwise if your legs are weak on the court, we will not let you go." Zhou Quan teased road.
Rodman smiled and was about to speak when the assassin said: "Dennis, the Eastern Conference Finals is very important. You can't waste your energy on women."
This made Rodman's happy mood immediately drop. Finally, a superstar wants to hook up with me. What's going on with you?
"Dennis, sit here."
After Zhou Quan invited Da Chong to sit down, he said to him: "Let me tell you, you are the most energetic man in our Pistons. Not just any woman can fall in love with you, so don't agree to Madonna easily. You have to hang her up." appetite.
Even if she takes the initiative and doesn't give her a chance, you have to wait for the price, be hungry for marketing, make her want it, make her drool over you, make her lustful for you, and force her to give. You drugged. "
"Ha ha……"
There was a lot of fun in the locker room, and Chuck Daly laughed until he cried.
Rodman also laughed and shook his head proudly.
"so……"
Zhou Quan patted Rodman on the shoulder and said seriously: "Dennis, there is not much time left in the playoffs. During this time, you can do anything with her except that."
"Don't worry, Iron Fist, I know what to do and what not to do."
Rodman was not a fool. His own condition in the playoffs was very poor, so he quickly nodded and agreed.
Zhou Quan thought for a while and asked: "Dennis, where is your wife?"
Rodman immediately said irritably: "Don't worry about her. I didn't want to get married in the first place. She forced me."
On the other end, the atmosphere in the home team's locker room was like a coffin. Jordan didn't say a word after he came in, which made others afraid to speak. It wasn't until Phil Jackson came in to make a summary that the atmosphere relaxed a little.
"In this game, we lost in defense, offense, and even more organization."
Phil Jackson first defined the game, and then said: "Defensively, we allowed a rookie point guard to score 25 points and 16 assists."
Jordan, who was mainly defending Zhou Quan, heard this and crushed his fist to death.
Phil Jackson glanced at Jordan. He just wanted to stimulate Jordan, use provocation to make this guy reach his maximum potential, and then win the G3 game.
The next game is at their home court. After the Battle of Auburn Hills, the Palace of Auburn Hills is definitely the most terrifying home court in the league. If the Bulls cannot break out into their strongest state and lose the G3 game, then the Bulls will be in an extremely disadvantageous situation.
"Not limiting Tekken, I mean his breakthrough and passing, means that the Pistons can play the offense they want. This is the main reason why we lost today."
He once again emphasized the reason for losing. When he saw Jordan's face turn black, he said again:
"If we lose this series because of this, which is very possible with the performance of the Pistons today, then we will most likely be suppressed by the Pistons in the East again, and we will sit back and watch the Detroit Pistons stand up again and become our top day.
Michael, is this a result that I cannot accept, and is it also a result that you cannot accept? The current situation is quite unfavorable to us. You are the leader of the team and you must show us your attitude. "
Jordan suddenly stood up, glared at Phil Jackson like a murderous god, and said every word: "Phil, I will kill the Pistons, and I will target him in the next game."
After saying that, he quickly rushed into the bathroom without even taking a towel.
Phil Jackson felt relieved when he saw Jordan like this.
…
An hour later, the post-match press conference began.
"Michael, will losing a home court have any adverse impact on this series?" The first person to ask the question was a reporter from the New York Daily News.
"It's just a small setback. We will get over it in the next game. I look forward to winning at the Palace of Auburn Hills."
Jordan seemed to have wiped away the anger after losing, and said confidently.
"So who do you think has the advantage in the series now?" the reporter asked again.
Jordan stared at the reporter and said: "We, of course it's us. We are a young and rising team, while the Detroit Pistons are just an old, dilapidated team under reconstruction. Young versus old, the advantage is mine."
The reporter asked again: "But I think the Pistons have the advantage because they won an away game on your territory.
And as long as they can win a home game, based on their performance tonight, it is very possible, then the most you can draw in the first four series is two to two.
Two to two, four to zero, this seems to be a bit far from your goal of sweeping the Pistons and Iron Fist, and a tie will definitely affect your morale. Are you really confident to advance to the finals now? "
Jordan's eyes were full of anger, and he said in an extremely firm tone: "No one can stop us from entering the finals. If we can beat the Pistons once, we can beat them a second time."
"Michael, if you didn't defeat Iron Fist, does that mean you won't donate the half million dollars? Are you glad you didn't bet against Iron Fist? Is it because you were afraid of losing that you didn't bet? So you know you don't have the strength to defeat him, right? ?” the reporter asked again.
The series of questions made Jordan groan in anger, as if a mouthful of blood was welling up in his throat. He was temporarily out of breath, panting like a violated beast.
"Next."
Upon seeing this, the host quickly asked the staff to go up and take away the reporter's microphone.
He then named two local reporters in succession. Neither of these reporters made things difficult for Michael, which eased Jordan's mood. However, local reporters can't always ask questions. For the fourth reporter, he named a reporter from the Los Angeles Daily News.
The reporter took the microphone and immediately asked: "Michael, there are media reports that after the G1 game, when Rodman was talking to Madonna, you went up to strike up a conversation and invited Madonna to have lunch, but she was rejected. Is there such a thing? What's going on?"
"Damn Los Angeles Daily News, isn't that what you're reporting on?"
Jordan cursed secretly, holding back the anger in his heart and explained: "This is the first time Madonna has appeared at the United Center. I am just a polite invitation. I don't think there is anything to say about it."
The reporter continued: "Today, the media photographed Rodman and Madonna having lunch, and then Madonna personally drove Rodman to the United Center for training. Michael, do you think they will have a good night together tonight?"
"Hoo ho ho..."
Many of the reporters below were laughing so hard that their shoulders were shaking and they couldn't control themselves.
Jordan's face couldn't stand up, and he felt a stinging pain in his heart. How am I inferior to that big insect? Madonna, are you blind?
He said angrily: "Your questions are too boring and gossipy. What does this have to do with me?"
"Aren't you going to pursue Madonna again?"
When the reporter saw the person taking the microphone coming, he quickly asked the last question.
"Won't."
Jordan said angrily.
"Pfft!"
Many reporters laughed again.
As soon as Jordan spoke, he felt something was wrong. When he saw those reporters laughing at him, he immediately realized that he had fallen into this reporter's trap, and his face became even uglier.
The Los Angeles Daily reporter's microphone was taken away, but he refused to give in and shouted loudly: "Michael, do you admit that you failed in your pursuit of Madonna? Do you admit that you never competed with Rodman?"
"snort!"
Jordan couldn't sit still anymore, got up and left.
"Ha ha……"
Seeing Michael Jordan walking away in panic, the conference hall burst into laughter.
On the other side, the Pistons' press conference continued. A reporter asked: "Iron Fist, you have avoided being swept. What hopes do you have for the next series? Are you determined to advance to the finals?"
Zhou Quan smiled and said: "Advancing to the finals is the biggest goal and the most beautiful vision of every playoff team, and it is the same for us.
But for now, the closest goal to us is to return to our home court and win the G3 game. This is the most practical goal. "
"Iron Fist, neither you nor Michael Jordan need to donate another half million dollars. Has he ever thanked you?" a Detroit reporter asked.
"So far I have received no thanks from him."
Zhou Quan laughed and said with a smile: "Although I don't need to donate half a million dollars, which is a big sum for me, but winning the game tonight is a great incentive for me and the team. We We have received a lot of support from fans, especially the Detroit fans who came to support us on the road. My team and I need to thank them for their support.
I hereby promise that I will donate 10,000 pairs of sneakers to children who have no money to buy sneakers, including those in Detroit. "
"oh?"
The reporters below exclaimed, and then burst into warm applause.
"Iron Fist does things with dignity!"
"Yes, he reconciled with the assassin and promised that he could reconcile with Jordan as long as Jordan was willing. Now he is still willing to donate a large amount of money even though he doesn't need to donate money. He should become the idol of children."
"Jordan didn't agree to donate a dime."
"He lost, and you still want him to donate money?"
Many reporters talked about it.
In the parking lot, Jordan had just got into the Ferrari sports car and was about to start the car and leave, when general manager Jerry Krause came over and said:
"Michael, I just received the news that Iron Fist said at the press conference that it would donate 10,000 pairs of sneakers. I think you should respond. Reporters will definitely ask you tomorrow. Please think about it."
Jordan was startled. Is that country bumpkin Tekken going to cause trouble again?
"Three grams of oil, I will do it."
He nodded, thanked him, and drove away.
Klaus watched Jordan's taillights disappear, shook his head, and said to himself: "That young man is too smart and always takes the initiative. Michael is too passive."
Jordan called his agent on the way, and after getting through, he said, "David, that kid is going to cause trouble again. He wants to donate 10,000 pairs of sneakers. I can't show weakness, I have to keep up."
"Ten thousand pairs of sneakers? That's two to three hundred thousand dollars, which is not much. But, Michael, wait until I contact Nike tomorrow. They should pay for it. You don't need to take the money yourself." David Falk said.
"OK, don't delay for too long. We will leave at noon tomorrow and we will make a decision in the morning." Jordan warned.
"Don't worry, I won't miss you." David Falk assured.
…
The next day, the 21st.
"The Bulls lost at home, Michael was unable to sweep the Iron Fist, and half a million donations were in vain. The Iron Fist will donate 10,000 pairs of sneakers to children who cannot afford sneakers." Los Angeles Daily News.
"With a one-to-one tie, the Bulls are at a disadvantage in the series. If they cannot defeat the Pistons in G3, the Bulls' chances of defending the championship will plummet." New York Times.
"Michael Jordan failed to compete with Rodman for Madonna. He was heartbroken and said he would no longer pursue Madonna." Los Angeles Daily News.
"Tekken's superstar-level performance made Michael Jordan, who scored 47 points, become the king of all-clear." Miami Daily.
“The Pistons are in full swing and aiming for the championship.” Detroit Daily Worker.
Sitting at the breakfast table, Zhou Quan was flipping through the newspaper with a smile on his face and in a good mood.
At this time, his mobile phone rang. It was his agent Phillip. After answering the call, he asked: "Roger, good morning, are you okay?"
"Zhou, you scored 25 points and 16 assists on Jordan's head. That's great! Many stores are queuing up now." Philip said excitedly.
"This is good news, is there another one?" Zhou Quan smiled.
"Yes, there is more than one."
Roger Philippe added: "Zhou, I told you before that you defeated Ranbir and the others. Although you got some endorsements and sponsorships, they were all short-term and they were endorsements of some small brands, such as Ford. It is only compensatory in nature.
But this morning, Ford contacted me again and they want to renew your contract. Haha, is this good news? I'm sure we will receive other good news. "
"This is very good news." Zhou Quan was in a good mood.
Philip added: "It's a pity that Detroit is still small. If the Lakers could have selected you..."
"Okay, Roger, if I go to the Lakers, I may not have the same status as I do in the Pistons. Could they value me as much as the Pistons do? Maybe I can only spend my rookie season on the Lakers' bench, so don't do it for us. Don't regret the decisions you made, and don't regret the past things. We can only look forward, and we must look forward." Zhou Quan said very sensibly.
"Yes, Zhou, you are wise, you are right. Oh, by the way, I forgot about business..."
Speaking of this, Philip suddenly thought of something and hurriedly said: "Zhou, you said yesterday that you would donate 10,000 pairs of sneakers. Skechers thought this was a good publicity opportunity. The company decided that they would donate these shoes. No need to You take out the money. And it's not ten thousand pairs, but twenty thousand pairs, which is exactly half a million dollars."
"This is also good news." Zhou Quan smiled.
"The company will announce this news at noon, hoping to stimulate the sales of your brand shoes." Philip said expectantly.
After breakfast, the Pistons left the hotel and took the bus to the airport, preparing to leave Chicago.
At this time, Nike announced that it would donate 10,000 pairs of MJ brand shoes on behalf of Michael Jordan.
The North American sneaker market is still dominated by Converse and Adidas. Although Nike has become a rising star, its share is not very large. Reebok's share is not smaller than Nike's now, so Nike does not intend to let go of this hype opportunity.
"Michael, you actually hooked up with Madonna?"
"No, don't believe the nonsense from the media."
"The media all said you didn't hook up. There are photos here, of you, Rodman, and Madonna. She doesn't even look at you. Are these all fake? If it's fake, you swear to God, I can believe it. you."
"I just went over to say hello out of politeness. If you believe the media or not, are you crazy?"
At this time, a dispute was taking place in Jordan's mansion.
Juanita already knew Jordan's news about Madonna and angrily questioned him. Jordan was not a person who could bow his head and admit his mistakes. The two soon quarreled, and then Jordan rushed out of the house with his luggage, leaving behind his crying wife and children. .
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(End of chapter)
