Chapter Fourteen
Fortunately, his partner tonight is an old man and knows his fault.
After hearing what he said, Albert nodded first, and then said, "But young people have to work hard to seize power. KB, TD, kg are still in their peak period."
The shouts at the scene took over a while.
"Dako Milicic entered the field, what a handsome guy!"
"The media in Toronto think he is stronger than Kevin Garnett of rookie time, let's see how he's doing tonight!"
Then came the Pacers, Xie Hou entered the field wearing the Pacers' summer league jersey, his back number was so strange.
A large all-around guard like him generally does not choose a small number.
He did not choose a small number. 32, 33, 23 numbers are very suitable.
But he didn't choose these bad street numbers, he chose No. 95.
As a narcissistic Chinese, I chose a number that only Chinese people know the meaning.
Shehou walked to the midfield with teammate Primoz Brezek, who had played in the summer league for two years.
On the Raptors, the people who came to greet him were Milicic, the second-tier 2003, and an extremely strong black forward walked up to Xie Hou.
"Is there an Asian man?" Milicic looked at Xie Hou in surprise.
His surprise was filled with contempt, and his teammate, the strong black forward, introduced to their supernova with a hint of banter and mockery: "This is Arthur from Europe, you should have heard his name."
"Oh...that legendary Louis XI?" Milicic also played in Europe before, but unfortunately he was not as precocious as Doncic fifteen years later.
Doncic has won all the honors of Europe at his age, and like the endlessly rotten Draggan Bender, he has gained the attention of the NBA through his potential.
"I take the liberty to ask," Xie Hou has long been used to others' contempt. When he first played in European competitions, the big European bears also looked like this. "Who are you going to play against me tonight?"
Sooner or later, the NBA people will put away their contempt and mockery like the European stupid pigs, and instead will be a face that expresses fear and a fearful heart of fear.
"It's me, what's wrong?" asked the strong black forward with a smile.
Xie Hou smiled and slowly squirted out a Serbian sentence—in order to let Milicic hear this clearly so that he could convey this sentence, he said loudly: "А6ортедпиг." (Pig that is not to be pumped)
Then, he and his teammates turned around and went back to warm up.
Chapter completed!