Brandon Roy sighed, his first crazy March Championship journey came to an end in such a way that he started to start and ended.

Roy's performance was remarkable.

But what's the use? His team was slaughtered for 24 points.

In the face of a tragic defeat, no matter how dazzling personal data is, it is worthless.

Roy looked up and said, OK, Nate Robinson and Bobby Jones seemed to have been sucked dry, and their eyes were sank on their seats.

The two may be the only group at the March Crazy Championship, which can make the blocked pictures into a highlight combination.

Bobby Jones scored 7+5 today, scored 7 points, and was furious!

Although Robinson, the little potato, was not that miserable, he also ate hot pot three times.

Among Wayne's 11 blocks, these two brothers accounted for 8.

It's really a heartwarming gift package.

The brothers bet before the game that anyone who can deduct one from Wayne will get 500 of the bets.

I guess now I think of it, this is the stupidest bet they have ever made in their lives.

Before the game, they also wanted to leave an impressive performance in front of Chinese journalists and American fans, and they did.

But unfortunately, what people remember is not their dunks, but their embarrassing appearance that has been blocked again and again.

"It's too strong, why are you so strong..." Robinson muttered to himself.

"I'm not a superstar, I'm not a superstar..." Bobby Jones kept repeating this sentence, and his superstar dream was completely shattered by Wayne.

The entire locker room was filled with a breath of despair.

For the Huskies who participated in March Crazy for the first time in five years, the game was really a bit too big.

After changing their clothes, the Huskies players collectively boarded the team bus back to the hotel.

They will leave Las Vegas, a sad place, and return to Seattle tomorrow morning.

Well, don’t be fooled by the name of the University of Washington. In fact, this school is not in Washington, but in Seattle.

Embarrassingly, when the Huskies players walked from the player access to the parking lot, the Cowboys also happened to come out of the locker room.

The two teams met again, and the air was filled with an awkward atmosphere.

Nate Robinson and Bobby Jones rushed forward with their heads down. They didn't dare to look at Wayne's face at all.

Roy was about to follow the steps of the two elder brothers, but a powerful hand pressed his shoulder.

Looking back, it was Wayne, the "big devil" who was the one who looked like this.

"Brendon, you performed very well today." Wayne showed a kind smile. He just wanted to come up and say hello to this future quasi-superstar.

How could Wayne know that the psychological shadow he left in the Husky trio was far beyond imagination.

So when he pressed Roy on the shoulder, Roy felt a sense of oppression.

"Thank you..." This is also because Roy has been involved in the gang. He has strong psychological qualities, otherwise he would probably not have the courage to respond.

Wayne must know that he is actually the image of such a villain in Roy's heart, and he probably wants to die.

Hey, I'm here to make friends sincerely.

"Well, work hard, I think you will become a very good player. Don't worry, you will never see me in the NCAA again after this year. So in the future, you can show your skills."

After saying that, Wayne waved his hand and said goodbye to Roy, then accelerated his pace and followed the team.

Roy stopped and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

Wait? Waiting was encouraging and praising me just now?

It seems... this person is actually not that scary.

※※※

The day after the March Crazy March Championship's round of 64 ended, unlike what people expected, there were almost no upsets.

All the Associated Press teams ranked in the top ten in the country successfully advanced.

Champions candidates such as Connecticut, Duke, North Carolina and Illinois also passed easily.

Of course, the Cowboys, which were ranked sixth in the country as a dark horse, did not disappoint people.

Wayne's alternative double-double with 17 points and 11 blocks has become a news that major sports media are rushing to report.

"The magical Chinese striker, 11 blocks in a single game are comparable to Shaq!"

"The next all-round warrior? Wayne's full potential analysis!"

"Space Wei Lugai 11 will win the trust of the coach!"

Looking at the headlines related to Wayne in the newspaper, Larry Birdson smashed the newspaper onto his desk without any desire.

"Whatever, what's the writing!"

"What's wrong? I think it's very well written." Donny Walsh put on his reading glasses, picked up a copy and looked at it.

Although the words are a little exaggerated, the sentences are a little impetuous, and the analysis is a little nonsense, overall, the reporting is not too much.

After all, in the highly anticipated crazy March, it is indeed very rare to have a double-double of 17 minutes and 11 points.

"Don't you find it strange? Why did so many media reports about Wayne suddenly appear overnight, just as if I wished he was popular?"

"Isn't this normal? That's the March Crazy Championship, and you don't know how much this event is." Walsh shrugged.

"No, it can't be that simple. Wayne's attention has increased abnormally. I think someone is deliberately doing things!" For some reason, Stern's face appeared in Bird's mind.

"What does it mean? Someone is raising Wei's price?"

"Well, either the other teams are doing it, or Stern has increased his efforts to promote Wayne for the sake of the Chinese market. This is a big deal, isn't it difficult for me to deal with it!"

Bird frowned. Now, after being widely reported by the media, it would be difficult for Wayne to rise in the ranking.

Maybe his pick will even surpass Tony Allen, who is in the same team, in one fell swoop!

"This is also impossible. If you can't choose, you have to let go. Our first goal is to win the championship after all." Walsh didn't care much.

The Pacers are championship teams, and their attention is not on rookies.

Moreover, Walsh does not think Wayne is likely to become a star.

Although the Pacers have Reggie Miller, the sharpshooter, Walsh doesn't think Wayne can survive in the NBA by shooting, which is simply unreliable.

It’s just that he promised Bird that he had full responsibility for basketball affairs, so Walsh didn’t care much about the draft this season.

"Yeah, of course, of course... our goal is to win the championship." Bird nodded, but he felt unwilling to accept it when he thought of missing Wayne, a guy with extremely plasticity.

When did I force the king admit defeat?

So in the afternoon, Bird called Sweet to the office and had a secret conversation with only two people.

Bird needs to let Sweet figure out which teams are interested in Wayne besides himself.

Only by knowing other people’s intentions can you make a plan.

Seeing Bird so serious, Sweet was a little unbelievable: "Have you decided to choose Wayne?"

“No one dared to say that he had made a good decision before the draft was really over. But…I think he has great potential and his chances are too high.

He may accomplish nothing, but he may also become a star. Do you know? He always has to bet anyway, why don’t I bet on someone with a greater possibility?”

"That's right, that's why I'm optimistic about Way. By the way, since this season, I often find Roy Perkins in the stands." After hearing Bird say it, Sweet immediately got into the role and began to share information with Bird.

"Roy Perkins? Are you selling insurance for you?"

"No, he is a Trail Blazers scout. He has been observing Wayne for a long time, probably longer than me. So I'm sure the Trail Blazers are Wayne's potential next home."

"Fuck" Bird was fragrant. If he remembered correctly, the Trail Blazers had three first round picks...

It's so tricky.

Unlike Bird, Steve Patterson was so happy that he applauded repeatedly when he saw the news that Wayne was full of news.

Stir-fry, the hotter it is, the better.

Only in this way can the Trail Blazers get the most market dividends in Wayne.

Patterson was having fun when his cell phone suddenly rang.

After discovering that it was a call from a scout who he sent to high school, he immediately pressed the green answer button.

However, the moment the phone was connected, Patterson almost broke his eardrums by the noisy shouts in the earpiece.

"Win! Win! He won! Oh my God, can you imagine? He won!"

"What did you say!? Why are you so noisy there? Who won?" Patterson was confused. What's going on?

"Sebastian Terfell, the number one high centre point guard in the United States, he beat Dwight Howard by buzzer and buzzer!

Can you imagine that his shot fell into the net through Howard's fingertips, and he beat Howard and defeated the No. 1 candidate.

Listen to the cheers at the scene, the audience was in full bloom! You won’t want to miss this shot, believe me, you must look for a replay of this scene.

If I were to give you advice now, we had to win Terfell in the draft, and we had to do that!
To be continued...