PS：!!!!!!!
57 points, 12 rebounded, 10 assists, 0 blocked shots, 3 steals, and 0 turnovers.
This was Zhang Long's statistics for the finals!
In the history of the finals, he was the first player to grow flowers, with 50 triple-doubles!
After the match ended, almost all the media reporters. All of them surrounded Zhang Long.
Zhang Long sat on the floor, exhausted. His chest heaved up and down.
"Mir Zhang! Congratulations, you've gotten 50 triple-doubles in the finals. He successfully defeated the defending champion, the Bulls. What are you feeling right now?”
"Zhang! What do you think about the violence between the players on both sides in today's game?”
"Zhang! Do you think you can win the championship?”
"Zhang! Do you think you're better than Michael Jordan?”
Mother Yang's film crew stood outside. Unable to squeeze in at all, Zhang Weiping and Yu Jia looked at each other anxiously.
They wanted to get first-hand interview information.
Beyoncé had specially dressed up beautifully today with exquisite makeup. They sat in the first row of the stadium and watched the game.
"That's great. He's so manly!"
"Zhang! You're a real man!" Beyoncé's face was filled with admiration as she thought about Zhang Long's sky-flying dunks. He retreated gracefully.
"I've fallen hopelessly in love with you, Zhang.”
Zhang Long's playstyle was definitely a fan for Beyoncé.
"Make way, make way. I'll be attending the post-match press conference later.”
Zhang Long slowly sat up and shook his hair, shaking off all the sweat on his hair. Then, he stood up calmly and spoke in English.
"I'm very tired now. I'll be interviewed later. OK？”
At this moment, the boss, Paul Allen. Huo Huo hurriedly ran over from the first row of seats opposite him with an expression of admiration."Oh my god! Zhang, you are God tonight!"
"Paul! Can you answer me about Zhang's performance tonight?”
"Alan! Do you think Zhang is worthy of the 150 million USD contract for today's finals?”
Paul Allen looked at the young man who asked the question as if he was looking at a retard."Hey? Are you blind? This was the finals, and their opponent was Michael Jordan.”
"57 points, 12 rebounding, 10 assists, 0 blocked shots, 3 steals, 0 turnovers! Such a perfect performance was totally worth the 20 million USD annual salary!”
"Let me tell you, Zhang is the pillar of our portland. The core of our team!"
Paul Allen was full of confidence. He pointed at all the reporters and said,"Zhang! It's not for sale!"
Zhang Long suddenly felt that Paul Allen was quite pleasing to the eye.
At least, there was one. A rich boss who was passionate about basketball was not a bad thing.
Old Sabonis returned to the away team's locker room. She held the champagne in her hand and sprayed it at Zhang Long.
Bang!
Zhang Long was instantly drenched.
Old Saber Nicholas laughed heartily. Don't blame me, Boss Alan. Let me cool you down.”
This was the unspoken rule of the NBA.
At this moment, Paul Allen was holding a cigar in his hand. He swaggered into the locker room.
"Hey! Guys. Today is the second finals in our team's history. I'm in a great mood!"
"To be able to beat the defending champion, the Bulls. I'll pay one million dollars out of my own pocket.”
"Zhang is the MVP of tonight's match. He will take 500,000 dollars, and the rest will be divided equally among you.”Paul Allen had a cigar in his mouth, showing off his ability to make money.
"Long live the boss! Long live Alan!"
All the Blazers 'players' eyes lit up. They cheered loudly.
500,000, divided equally among 11 people. Each person would get more than 40,000 dollars.
This was a lot of money for an ordinary middle-class person. A year's salary was about 40,000 dollars.
"Thank you, Alan." Zhang Long's eyes lit up.”
This was equivalent to a bonus. In an instant, he had received 500,000 dollars.
Paul Allen was indeed the richest NBA boss!
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After taking a shower, Zhang Long attended the post-match press conference with Paul Allen and the head coach, PJ Calessimo.
"Mir Zhang! Congratulations, you've gotten 50 triple-doubles in the finals. He successfully defeated the defending champion, the Bulls. What are you feeling right now?”
Zhang Long was very arrogant and said shockingly,""Jordan's era is over, and now my era is coming!”
"One day, I will definitely trample Jordan under my feet!”
All the reporters in the press room. Hearing Zhang Long's arrogant oath, he gasped!
Hiss!
This was the NBA. A realistic vanity fair!
The winner is king, and the loser is a bandit. Winner takes all! If you won the competition and went to smoke, play cards, and play with girls, the media wouldn't dare to say anything.
If you lose the competition, you'll be sprayed with cold water!
Tomorrow's news headlines, there it is!
Kakaka!
The spotlights kept flashing.
The reporter from the Chicaga Post was a little annoyed."Zhang! You're just winning a game now. There are six more matches in this series."
"Is that so? Perhaps you are right, but I don't agree with your opinion.”
"In competitive sports, there are always wins and losses. Then why can't I be the winner?”
Zhang Long calmly took out a bottle of Pepsi from his back. He placed it on the interview stage and placed the LOOG logo in a conspicuous position.
"This is my endorsement. I have the right."
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Meanwhile, in New York. Olympic Avenue, NBA headquarters building.
Stern looked at Zhang Long on the television. A smile appeared on his wrinkled face.
Not bad, not bad at all.
In competitive sports, there were always wins and losses. Why can't I be the winner?
To the Alliance, Jordan was like a demon king.
They needed a new dragon-slaying warrior to attack the throne.
"Meeting! They discussed the suspension of Pippen and Rodman.”
"According to the rules, we are fair. justice. Public "
"Pippen committed a second-degree malicious foul. The circumstances are serious. Ban for two matches!"
"Rodman committed a second-degree foul, suspended for one game, fined 50,000 dollars!”
As the president of the Alliance, Stern thought about it carefully. Make a decision.
He was prepared to help Zhang Long secretly.
Pippen was banned for two games, so the Bulls 'strength was greatly reduced.
The Blazers could win at least one of the two games in G2 and G3.
In this case, the score was 2- 1.
At that time, Pippen would return. The viewership ratings for the grand finals would be a gimmick!
If things went well, the two teams might even play tiebreaker.
This way, the NBA would be able to earn a lot of money.
The viewership ratings of the live broadcast in the United States, the playoffs tickets, and the sponsor's share. One more match in the finals would earn the Alliance tens of millions of dollars!
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