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The news that Yang Xu's jersey was about to be sold immediately caused a commotion in New York.

On a basketball court in New York, a group of high school students were playing basketball.

"Have you heard? Yang Xu's jersey would be officially on sale tomorrow!”

"Really? I've been waiting for a long time. I can finally buy it!”

"Don't be happy too early. It seems that there are only 50,000 pieces this time.”

"What is Nix doing? Only 50,000 pieces are sold. How can that be enough? Just our school alone can probably sell a few hundred pieces.”

"Who knows what they're thinking? Anyway, I'll go to the mall tomorrow morning to queue up.”

"Then I'll go to the mall to queue up tomorrow. I don't want to wait any longer.”

"Let's go together. I want to buy it too…"

"I want to buy it too…"

After a discussion, the high school students on the court decided to go to the mall together the next morning.

In an ordinary family in New York, a family of three was having dinner.

During the meal, his son had something to say, but he did not dare to say it.

His father couldn't help but ask when he saw him.

"John, what's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?”

"I'm not unwell, Father. I want…to buy a jersey…"

"Jerseys? You did badly in the last exam, and you said you wouldn't ask for any more gifts.”

"But I really like that player. Can I buy another one? I promise I'll definitely pass the next exam.”

"Who are you buying, Kobe or LeBron James?”

"Neither. He's a rookie from the Knicks. He's from China and his name is Yang Xu!”

When his father heard this name, he paused." Alright! He could buy jerseys, but he had to pass the next exam. Yang Xu is a very hardworking player. You have to learn from him.”

His son looked incredulous. His father actually knew Yang Xu and knew him so well.

He immediately promised," I promise that I will learn from Yang Xu and work hard. I will give my all in everything I do.”

His father nodded in satisfaction." I was going to buy one tomorrow morning, but now I want to buy two…"

His son's eyes widened. He couldn't believe that his father was a fan of Yang Xu.

His mother smiled and shook her head.

The next morning, the sky was still dark.

The entrances of the major shopping malls were already packed with people and there were long lines.

"Are you kidding me? I thought I had already woken up very early, but there are still so many people who woke up earlier than us.”

"These people might have been queuing since last night! Otherwise, why would it be so early?"

"What should we do? When it's our turn, they might be sold out.”

"What else can we do? We can only line up!”

Most of the people in the queue were students, mostly young people.

However, there were also some office workers who carried their computer bags and prepared to go to work directly after grabbing the jerseys.

There were even some elderly people.

Everyone had a determined expression on their faces.

The reason why there was such a long queue was because of the advertisement in the mall.

He specially emphasized that there would only be 50,000 pieces on sale this time.

Please look forward to the next release.

Hence, the current situation. Of course, the main reason was that Yang Xu's popularity was too high.

At eight o'clock in the morning, the mall opened on the dot.

The people in line couldn't wait any longer.

The moment the door opened, the people at the entrance of the mall swarmed into the mall.

Some people ran too fast and even fell down in the process.

However, even if he fell, he couldn't care less. He immediately got up and continued charging.

He went straight to the sports shop inside.

The employee of the sports store opened the door lazily and saw a group of people rushing towards the store like crazy.

He was instantly shocked.

The half-opened door was instantly at a loss. He did not know whether to continue opening the door or find a place to hide.

"I want to buy a jersey, number 11!"

"I want to buy two pieces. Hurry up!"

The people who rushed up instantly surrounded the shop assistant.

Only then did the shop assistant know that these people were here to buy jerseys.

This was the first time he had seen such a crazy scene.

The shop assistant shouted excitedly," Manager, come out quickly. There are many people here to buy jerseys!”

Ten minutes!

Yang Xu's jersey was snatched away.

Some people bought one, some bought two, and some bought more.

Due to the large number of people present, the buyers did not care about the size of the jerseys at all.

Let's grab it first.

After the jerseys were sold out, many people who did not manage to get their hands on the jerseys returned disappointed.

Some people even went to the person who bought the jersey and wanted to buy it at a high price.

It was the same situation in the major specialty stores in New York.

As soon as the store opened, the jerseys were sold out.

Mills was still sleeping when he was suddenly woken up by a phone call.

His originally muddled brain immediately sat up on the bed when he heard the contents of the phone call.

"What?"

"Fifty thousand jerseys sold out in ten minutes? Are you sure you're not joking?"

Hearing this number, Mills was stunned.

It had been a long time since the New York Knicks had sold out their jerseys.

Not to mention that it only took ten minutes.

"General Manager, why would I joke about this?”

"Before dawn, there were already countless people queuing at the entrance of the mall!”

"The number of people who bought jerseys is less than one-tenth of the total number of people in the queue. This time, even if there are 500,000 jerseys, they can all be sold out!”

This string of numbers kept jumping in Mills 'mind.

One-tenth, fifty thousand, five hundred thousand, ten minutes…

These numbers proved one thing.

That meant that Yang Xu was famous!

And it was a huge fire!

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