After losing the first game, the Heat's morale fell to a low for a while.
After the game, Zhao Feiyang followed the team back to the hotel where they were staying. Not long after I got off the bus, my teammate Chris Anderson called.
"Hey, man, how about hanging out together? Everyone is already gathering..."
"Although it is a pity to lose the game, we should always relax... This will not do any harm to relieve the stress on our bodies..."
Chris Anderson is a veteran of the team and is quite popular within the team. If it were to be done with other things, Zhao Feiyang might agree.
But going out to have fun, especially sneaking out on a losing night, is undoubtedly something he doesn't want to do.
So he could only decline politely, "Chris, I'm very tired... let's go another day! You have fun with them, and I'll invite you to go with me when I have the chance..."
"Okay! That's a shame, see you later! Dude..."
Chris Anderson hung up the phone.
Zhao Feiyang didn't think too much and dragged his tired body to the hotel room. What he didn't expect was that as soon as he reached the hotel lobby, a familiar voice stopped him.
"old classmate!"
"Um?"
Zhao Feiyang looked up and found Xia Yan sitting on the sofa next to the lobby.
After seeing Zhao Feiyang, Xia Yan also trotted over, "What a coincidence! We meet again!"
"It's quite a coincidence indeed."
"Haha...Actually, I came to you specifically. Wasn't it the finals recently? The station asked me to come to the scene to do an interview...I didn't have time to interview you at the scene today. I don't know if there is one now. No time to chat…”
Xia Yan asked carefully.
Zhao Feiyang took out his mobile phone and checked the time, "It's so late, let's talk about it when we have time next time! I need to rest..."
"Hey! Why are you rejecting me again?"
Xia Yan pouted and pretended to be coquettish.
Zhao Feiyang doesn't like this.
He knew better than anyone else that the reason why the goddess in front of him showed a humble posture in front of him was just because of his fame and status, and it was just because she had something to ask for.
If it were him who was still the same as before, I'm afraid the goddess's nostrils could be raised to the sky. How could she talk to him so patiently?
Zhao Feiyang, who has been severely beaten by reality, has already seen through the truth of these things.
"I go first."
Zhao Feiyang said a few words and walked to the room.
What he didn't expect was that Xia Yan seemed unwilling to give up and followed him into the elevator. The two of them walked to the door of Zhao Feiyang's room, but Xia Yan still refused to leave.
"Can you please stop bothering me? I really have no intention of being interviewed right now!"
Zhao Feiyang said coldly.
His attitude also made Xia Yan feel aggrieved. She pretended to be a little girl and explained in a low voice, "Actually, I don't want to interview you now... I just happened to be here and wanted to chat with you. ..."
"I came to the United States not long ago, and I don't know many people here... and the station requires me to do various interviews every day, and I have to run around..."
Xia Yan said with tears already welling up in her eyes.
Zhao Feiyang hated the sight of women crying the most, so he quickly persuaded her, "Hey, don't cry! Forget it... I'll give you ten minutes for the interview. Ten minutes as agreed. Minutes, you can leave after the interview is over..."
"Huh? Only ten minutes? You... so short?"
"WTF?"
Zhao Feiyang almost got angry again. Seeing Xia Yan sticking out her tongue at him and making a funny look on purpose, Zhao Feiyang couldn't bear to say anything else.
drop.
After the door opened, Zhao Feiyang took Xia Yan in with him.
Xia Yan was very familiar with her. After entering the room, she immediately sat down and sorted out the information.
Zhao Feiyang didn't talk nonsense to her. The interview between the two was short and direct, and they all exchanged questions about the finals. After some questioning, Zhao Feiyang planned to invite Xia Yan out as soon as the time came.
"Hey, are you so heartless? You don't even plan to keep me?"
"And I've only been in for ten minutes. If someone sees me when I go out, what do others think? Will they say that the famous Chinese superstar only has so much ability?"
Xia Yan's few words immediately left Zhao Feiyang speechless.
Before Zhao Feiyang could respond, Xia Yan continued, "How about I help you rub your shoulders?"
"I have a friend who is studying medicine, and I have learned some massage techniques... which can help people relax..."
"massage?"
Zhao Feiyang was a little curious, "Is it the regular kind?"
"Oops! What did you say? What I said must be legal! You are too bad..."
"Okay! Come and try the formal one! I happen to have some soreness in my shoulders..."
So, Zhao Feiyang lay on the bed, and Xia Yan temporarily acted as a "technical master" and helped him massage his shoulders. More than ten minutes later, Xia Yan was sweating profusely, but Zhao Feiyang looked relaxed and even showed a quite comfortable smile.
"Thank you so much. My shoulder was very uncomfortable before, and it really eased a lot after the massage..."
Zhao Feiyang said gratefully.
"It's okay. If it were anyone else, I wouldn't press it for him, that is, you..."
Xia Yan wiped off her sweat with a wet wipe, then packed up the pen and paper she brought and said goodbye and left Zhao Feiyang's room.
As soon as Xia Yan left, Zhao Feiyang quickly fell asleep.
I have to say that the beauty's shoulders were indeed very comfortable after the massage. In addition, the game consumed a lot of energy, which made Zhao Feiyang's sleep quality better than at any other time on weekdays.
However, what Zhao Feiyang never expected was that early the next morning, a scandal about him would spread throughout China.
At first, someone broke the news on a sports forum, but then it spread more and more widely. Later, someone even came up with pictures to prove it, which made the matter more and more out of control.
When Zhao Feiyang found out about this, he was informed by his agent David Stock.
When David Stocker called him, he had just woken up and knew that something like this had happened. Zhao Feiyang hurriedly logged into the domestic sports forum and took a look, and was immediately stunned by the news about him above.
"On the night of losing the finals, Zhao Feiyang met with the mysterious girl in a hotel. According to relevant reports, Zhao Feiyang and the woman were alone in the room for more than 20 minutes before the woman left the room..."
"No wonder we lost! Zhao Feiyang met the woman late at night and spent twenty minutes alone to explore the truth of life..."
"The identity of the mysterious woman was revealed. The woman is one of the hosts of CCTV Sports. Her name is Xia Yan. She is similar in age to Zhao Feiyang and is also Zhao Feiyang's college classmate..."
"Reviving an old relationship or indulging yourself? Zhao Feiyang's poor performance in the first game may be directly related to this matter..."
Zhao Feiyang felt numb when he saw these titles.
He knows very well that many self-media media make up nonsense for the sake of traffic and clicks. They don't care about the truth, they only care about more people watching.
The reactions in these news comment sections also gave Zhao Feiyang a headache.
"There is nothing wrong with a man who indulges himself when he has money! This is not Zhao Feiyang's problem alone! It's just that Zhao Feiyang should finish the game well first!"
"It's a good thing that Zhao Feiyang didn't go to the Rockets. Otherwise, if he had gone, he might have formed a 'super nightclub team' with James Harden. Then the two of them would engage in eye defense on the court, and they would be in trouble as soon as they came out. soft......."
"That said, why should Zhao Feiyang compete with me, Brother Deng? Zhao Feiyang only finished the job in just over twenty minutes. My brother Deng is not an ordinary person. He has defeated even powerful people like Kardashian! For Kobe Say, Los Angeles at four in the morning is for training, but for me, Deng, the nightclub at four in the morning has just begun..."
"Let me tell you, this female host has a really good figure and appearance. She has the style of a royal sister! It's no wonder that Zhao Feiyang can't control it. If it were me, she would have surrendered a long time ago..."
The fans' misunderstanding didn't end there. Many people seemed to be very dissatisfied with Zhao Feiyang being sent off the field in the first game. Therefore, these people continued to mock Zhao Feiyang in various news, and even used the relationship between him and Xia Yan. Photos become a joke.
For a time, this matter became one of the hottest topics in China.
When Zhao Feiyang was having the most headache, Xia Yan also called him.
"Hey, Feiyang, we were secretly photographed by the paparazzi last night... I don't know who took the photo, but today the station has already said that the impact of this incident is very bad... Yes Maybe I’ll be suspended…”
"I'm sorry. If I had known this was the case, I shouldn't have gone to see you last night..."
Zhao Feiyang couldn't blame Xia Yan at this time. After all, the two of them were innocent and had never done anything. However, for the outside world, they would never believe that a man and a woman alone were in the same room doing nothing.
Not to mention them, it would be really hard for Zhao Feiyang himself to believe this.
After communicating with Xia Yan, Zhao Feiyang called Jiang Qiuyue. He knew that such a big thing would probably spread to the United States soon, and in that case, Jiang Qiuyue would also know about it.
Rather than passively accepting doubts, it is better to take the initiative to explain the matter clearly.
After all, it is really inappropriate to have contact with Xia Yan late at night, even if it is because of work matters, it is really unjustifiable.
Unexpectedly, after calling several times, Zhao Feiyang received no answer.
He left a voice message for Jiang Qiuyue, but Jiang Qiuyue still didn't call him, and she never even responded to his text messages.
This made Zhao Feiyang feel depressed.
He knew that Jiang Qiuyue most likely already knew about this matter, and maybe she already thought that something happened between him and Xia Yan.
The impact of the scandal came too quickly, but the finals did not give Zhao Feiyang any time to breathe.
Soon, the second game of the Finals came again, this time the game was still played at the ATT Center, the home of the San Antonio Spurs.
After experiencing the defeat in the last game, this time the entire Heat team hopes to take away a victory from the away road.
The game is about to start.
Ten minutes before the game started, Zhao Feiyang saw that familiar figure in the arena again. Xia Yan seemed to be more energetic and dressed more exquisitely than before.
In the past, she could only conduct interviews after the game, but this time, she had the opportunity to conduct interviews before the game.
This made Zhao Feiyang suddenly confused about what happened before.
