Chapter 180: It's over, it's over.

At the end of the first day of the rookie game, Wang Hao took Ao Mei to stroll around the casino.
"Weird, there are so few entertainment items in the casino. Curry and the others went crazy and only came back in the middle of the night. I heard that they also met Bynum." Wang Hao's eyes went back and forth in the street searching for people who can play most of the night. The place, the pure-minded, might really think that the casino is just for gambling. It was the same today. Wang Haoyi told the Fourth Young Master to take him out to play, and several people hurried off like a ghost.
　　 "It seems that the U.S. has made no little money in CBA, and they can go to the casino." Wang Hao said to himself.
　　 Aomei, who was listening to the side, couldn't help but laugh. "My dear, can you not be so cute? In places like casinos, don't you think they can go in? How many are over 18 years old."
　　 "Then where did they go?" Wang Hao asked curiously.
　　 "Oh my god, you don't think that there are only casinos in the casino? Of course some of them go to the nightclub, maybe Bynum took them in."
　　 Wang Hao's face darkened as soon as he heard the nightclub.
　　 "My dear, what's the matter, isn't it just going to the nightclub?" Omei asked puzzledly.
　　 "It's nothing, it seems that they have forgotten the rules at home, and go back to teach them well.". Aomei doesn’t know, but Wang Hao knows how good nightclubs are. Harden, who doesn’t go to nightclubs, was directly elected as MVP (of course it is also related to leaving Kardashian). There are also Ah Lian and Curry, one more child was taken away. It's all.
　　 In fact, Wang Hao really misunderstood. They hang out with these NBA players every day, and of course they want to go to the nightclub to have a look. Children's curiosity? Few NBA players are like Wang Hao. Ao Mei is like a jade if she is not at home. To them, Wang Hao's life is an ascetic. If you let the energetic brawny of the NBA be abstinent, it would be harder than killing them.
　　 It is impossible for Wang Hao to go to the nightclub, let alone take Ao Mei. The two returned to the hotel after a meal in the casino.
　　 At night, the noisy room was quieted by Wang Hao's begging for mercy, and a slight snoring sounded slowly.
　　 When I opened my eyes the next day, I was refreshed, and I was holding my waist.
　　 At nine o'clock in the morning, Wang Hao and his party appeared in the arena on time. A tailored casual suit, coupled with the newly listed Tyrant sneakers, attracted a lot of attention along the way. Ao Mei held Wang Hao's arm, her head held high, and she passed through these eyes like a queen.
　　 "Just because you are worthy of grabbing a man with my old lady?" Omei whispered.
　　 "What are you talking about dear? I didn't catch it."
　　 "Ah! No, nothing"
　　Omei patted her chest, "Fortunately, I didn't hear it, otherwise I would be ashamed."
　　 Watching Ao Mei slap her chest with a jitter, Wang Haoti sucked, "My dear, should I take it for you?"
　　 "Okay! Mr. Rogue." As she said, Ao Mei stretched her hand to the soft flesh of Wang Hao's waist, and came a 180-degree rotation.
　　 9 o'clock, the game started on time, the first game was the shooting star game. They are Detroit, Chicago, Los Angeles, and San Antonio. The teams in these four cities have won almost all NBA championships after 90 years, except for the two consecutive championships the Rockets won when Jordan retired.
　　 Shooting Stars game is a good introduction, successfully leading the game to the second game, the skill challenge.
　　The four people participating are James, Paul, Wade and Kobe.
　　 In the first round, James died directly on the face-up shot, and Paul also made consecutive mistakes on the ground pass. In the end, Wade entered the final with 31.3 seconds and Kobe 29.8 seconds.
　　 In the final, Kobe showed the essence of the shooting guard. For the first pass, Kobe made four consecutive passes. On the last shot, Kobe made an iron strike. The performance was not impressive, but the stable Wade won the skill challenge.
　　 "I don't know if this strike counts as part of the total career strikes." Wang Hao thought silently.
　　 "The boss is okay, no matter how well they pass it, it will be useless if your teammates can't make a shot. Didn't you see that you are the league's assists king?" Just after Kobe left the field, Wang Hao quickly slapped him.
　　 James, Paul and others who were with Wang Hao almost flashed blind, "Is it true that the rumors are true? The tyrant who looks all around on the court is a little milky dog ​​in front of Kobe?"
　　 And this flattery is too awesome, right, the Lakers's exclusive flatter?
　　 "Go and get ready. If you can't win the three-pointer game, you can run home in Los Angeles for a few games." As usual, Kobe used the event of running home to motivate Wang Hao.
　　 Yes, it is motivation. In Wang Hao's view, this is Kobe's motivation for him and a manifestation of his deep love for him.
　　The defending champions Nowitzki, Arenas, Damon Jones, Capo Nou, Mike Miller, Terry and Wang Hao participated in the three-point contest.
　　 Everyone else changed their clothes to warm up, and Wang Hao was still sitting steadily down the court.
　　 Miller, who was in charge of the commentary, wondered: "Is Wang Hao giving up this game?"
　　 "Reggie, Wang Hao can win without changing clothes, believe it or not? Should we bet something?" Barkley said.
　　 Kenny Smith was quietly beside him as a crowd eating melons.
　　 "Let's talk! What to bet?" Miller looked like he was holding the winning ticket.
　　 "Kenny who lost." Barkley said sadly.
　　 "Don't take me, it has nothing to do with me." Ken Smith retorted weakly.
　　 "It's settled." The two clapped each other to prove that the betting agreement took effect. As for Kenny Smith's objection? He could not beat Sir Charles again.
　　 Dirty guns pushed Wang Hao, "Are you not going to warm up?"
　　 "Can I still warm up?" Wang Hao asked curiously.
　　 "Then what are they doing?" James pointed to a few people on the court shooting.
　　Wang Hao called Paul ~EbookFREE.me~ to come and pass the ball to me. "Go to the player channel by yourself.
　　 "What is he doing?"
　　 The person sitting next to Wang Hao guessed it.
　　 "Come on, cannon" The dirty cannon can only play treasure with Wang Hao under tremendous pressure.
　　唰!
　　 Wang Hao hit a three-pointer from the player's tunnel.
　　 "Come again."
　　唰!
　　 Wang Hao made another hit.
"carry on."
　　DUANG!!
　　 The third shot was shot.
　　 Wang Hao returned to his seat annoyedly, "It's over, it's over, my mentality exploded."
　　 "Stay steady, brother, the game is on the three-point line and not at the player's entrance." Paul comforted.
　　 "I know, I mean it feels bad today, I can't get full marks anymore." Wang Hao said bitterly.
　　 It wasn't until Wang Hao sat down that the fans didn't realize it. Was it okay to warm up? It's so sassy. This is a perfect score for B outfit.
　　 "Wang Hao, is this mind-oriented?" Director Zhang, who came to the scene to broadcast the All-Star, said to his partner Su Qun.
　　 "It's possible, and more likely, it's purely for warming up, do you remember how Wang Hao warmed up when Wang Hao just went to the national team to report?" Su Qun's words evoked teacher Zhang's memory.
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