"Bang, bang, bang"

In the center of the Philadelphia 76ers' training court, a game that no one could have imagined was underway.

This is a heads-up game, and the two sides of the heads-up are Spike Lee, a famous director and fan and one of the mascots of Madison Square Garden, and Michael Jordan, the basketball god who has been retired for many years and is gradually showing signs of fortune characteristic of middle-aged men.

Beside the two, three film crews battled their wits and courage, one by one the cameras were aimed at the court, and the cameras took care of a seat on the side of the field.

In that seat, a tall yellow man got a whistle in his mouth out of nowhere, and if he didn't care about his arrogant sitting posture with no professionalism at all, this guy should be a referee......

Next to the "referee", a thin and tall middle-aged white man looked at the court with great interest, under a pair of glasses, his eyes revealed shrewdness, but he did not lose his affinity.

What a day it is!

The staff were going crazy and couldn't believe what they were seeing in the camera's looker.

Michael Jordan, the god of basketball.

Chen Mu, the hottest superstar at the moment.

Spike Lee, the best movie among the fans, the most knowledgeable about the ball among the movie-makers.

Adam Shaw, the current vice president of the NBA, if nothing else, Stern will step down in a few years and become the league's president.

Who else will there be??

Who else will appear on this magical night??

The point is, these people are just that, the directors, reporters, and cameramen who are mixed in the sports circle, have seen a lot of big-name stars, and the league's top management has also seen a lot, which is not so unusual. It's just that these people get together, and it's relatively rare.

The biggest card of the night is still on his way over. When that person walks into the stadium, we'll be able to take a star-studded picture!

On the court, there was naturally no suspense in the heads-up between Spike Lee and Jordan, and under Chen Mu's gags from time to time, the two did not really play, and played with the ball half-jokingly.

Of course, if he did, Spike Lee would be a chicken.

"You can't go into the Reasonable Collision Zone!"

"Smack, smack"

Hit the board.

"You can't go into the three-second zone!"

"Huh"

Fallback mid-range shot.

"You you can't get to the three-point line!"

"Huh"

Three-point dry pull-out net.

"Beep!" "New York Knicks' Spike Lee was fouled on defense, Chicago Bulls' Michael Jordan added a free throw. ”

"Chen, you, you, you, you, you, you, ......!"

"You've really fouled, thug. I see it clearly. ”

"Do you want to be so serious?? Yes??? Do you dare to come up and fight me?! ”

"Hit it."

Chen Mu got up and began to undress......

……

Spike Lee was abused in all kinds of ways on the field, and the miserable father and mother didn't know each other. However, if you can play with stars like Jordan and Chen Mu, no matter how miserable you lose, I believe that any basketball lover will not let go of such an opportunity, nor will she feel unhappy or helpless, but will be proud and brag about it with your friends!

Half an hour later, outside the team center.

"What is that stinky boy doing in the middle of the night? This guy. I don't even answer my phone, I don't want to mess up! I'm going to hack him in the future! ”

A big fat man muttered that he didn't know what he was talking about, and although the words sounded very unhappy, there was no displeasure on the fat man's face.

"Huh. You just blow it, who just got up and was about to leave as soon as he received the news and didn't even want to finish the game? ”

A black man walks next to the big fat man. looked at the big fat man with a mocking face, and the energy of complaining in his heart was already erupting at a rapid speed.

"Who said I wanted to come?? If it weren't for MJ's stinky guy saying he had something big to discuss with me, I wouldn't want to come! "The big fat man is still hard-mouthed.

Speaking of which. It's really weird, why am I here? The other man was suspicious.

"You're coming along!" The big fat man looked disdainful.

"Who else did MJ call? Why Philadelphia? What does it have to do with Chen? Marksman Kenny Smith looked puzzled.

"Saying what is going to be interviewed for Chen's personal documentary, Xiao Hua also came, and it seems that some players who have a good relationship with Chen have been called today." Barkley shook his head and said, "It doesn't matter who he's from, I'm just here to kill that stinky anyway." ”

"Hehe, you've been to death by him for the rest of your life." Smith continued to complain.

“…… In the future, there will be me without you, you without me!! "Barkley was about to choke Smith by the neck.

"Yo, LONG-TIME-NO-C."

Not far away, a voice rang out from the darkness.

"There are ghosts!"

Barkley shouted, and his fat body jumped, almost riding directly on poor Smith.

"Hell, you! Can't you hear this voice?? "Smith sometimes wants to burn this fat man on fire.

Barkley looked back and saw a small man coming out of the shadows in a corner outside the center door of the Philadelphia 76ers.

The little man had apparently been there for a while, but for some reason, he didn't go directly to the stadium where everyone had gathered after getting off the bus.

If Barkley was a security guard, he would definitely beat him up without saying a word when he saw such a suspicious guy. But the security guards here didn't do that.

Then the reason is very simple.

This little man must be an acquaintance in the center of the Philadelphia team, and no matter what he does or how he does it, there will be no half of them who can't say a word.

"Charles, it was very unfair when I explained it just now."

The little man smiled and walked over to Barkley and held out a hand.

"Smack"

The reflexive high-fives of the two of them, and the clear sensation coming from the palms of their hands, made Barkley tremble.

It's a sense of inheritance.

Many years ago, when this little man entered Philadelphia with a halo, Barkley, who was already in the middle and late stages of his career, was in Houston, chasing the ring that seemed to be never available again.

At that time, Barkley praised this little man. Speaking of which, Barkley has been out of Philadelphia for some years. But he still talked to the little man for a long time when the two teams met.

"The Philadelphia 76ers, I'll leave it to you later."

Barkley remembers that he had never been good at saying such sensational words, and he said so at the time.

And now, more than ten years have passed, time has passed, and everything has iterated. The young man of the year was so high-spirited, and now he has entered the end of his career.

Former son of Philadelphia. Leaving the 76ers, leaving the team and city for which he worked hard and suffering an injury, he began his own journey of displacement.

And the Philadelphia 76ers are still standing, because of the new core, the new power, the new unrivaled explosiveness. It is rising in Philadelphia.

A generation of new people replaces the old, stars come and go, and the sons of Philadelphia emerge, explode, ascend, decline, displace, and disappear from generation to generation.

And the Philadelphia 76ers, documented everything they did. Still quietly staying here.

Stay in this land that loves basketball and loves every player in the 76ers.

This is an indescribable and wonderful bond between the team and the players.

"Aaron......??"

Barkley couldn't believe his eyes. More than two hours ago, he was commentating on the highlight of the first round of the Eastern Conference in Boston, the Celtics vs. Pistons with the Big Three.

Iverson, who was playing for the Pistons at the time, was right in front of him. Fight with all your might, use your own pull-up jump shot and butterfly through the flowers, and entangle with the Celtics' historic outside defense.

And now, two hours later, how could Aaron ......

"I've got the news, too."

Iverson smiled, nodded back to Smith as a greeting, and continued: "My brother is going to make a documentary, and the officials need our interview. ”

"This, this, this...... Won't this affect the preparation for war? Smith was also in disbelief.

"The next one is two days later, on the 21st." Iverson smiled: "Tomorrow the team will have a day off, and the day after tomorrow will have another day of training, and the day after tomorrow will play." ”

"Oh, a flight from Boston and Philadelphia takes about an hour...... Rush back tonight?? Barkley asked.

"Of course not, that's too rushed." Iverson shook his head and said, "What's the matter if you stay overnight, this is my home." ”

"Hey, we're ...... that night Well~? Barkley raised his glass.

"Haha, let's talk about it, let's talk about it."

Iverson smiled, and the three of them nodded to each other and walked towards the training ground.

"Bang Bang Bang"

Well......?

Before they reached the agreed training hall in the team center, the three of them frowned.

The voice is......

“…… Bang! ”

"I'm leaning on it, I'm leaning on it! Fool it!! ”

Someone's dunking!

The three ball idiots who could abandon everything for basketball instantly came to their senses, and as soon as their brains filtered, they directly passed the pig-like screams of the person behind them, and almost at the same time, they accelerated their pace, and walked towards the closed gate of the training ground.

Who's playing?

Is anyone else training at this point in time?

Or did the film crew wait for us to be bored and play the ball by ourselves for a while?

"Squeak"

Barkley and Iverson reached out and pushed open the two doors almost at the same time, and the lights inside shone out, and the three of them were a little dazzled outside the doors.

In the court, the sound of the basketball hitting the ground also stopped at this moment.

"It's finally here, so we can rotate three groups!"

After their eyes adjusted to the change of light, the three of them looked at each other, and on the court, it seemed that they were playing a three-on-three.

Hearing the sound of the three people walking into the court, the game was temporarily suspended, and everyone turned around and looked at the three visitors outside the door in unison.

Among these eyes, there are warm, expectant, surprised, surprised, and "hehe, whoever comes, it's the same, Lao Tzu is the best in the world".

And when the three of them saw clearly who the owners of these eyes were, they were completely dumbfounded. (To be continued.) )

PS: Aaron is back! Teary-eyed !! (Fog.)