MTL - Strong Offense and Defense-Chapter 106 .trump card

Nie Chuan's throat was almost silent, and Reese finally hugged him and kissed contentedly.

Fortunately, I slept for a few hours before Nie Chuan really suspected that he would pass out.

It was already more than seven o'clock in the evening, and Nie Chuan was really hungry. If he was not allowed to eat, he felt that he would faint.

Nie Chuan got up, just put on his pants, and his waist was sore. He glared at Reese aside, the other side was obviously refreshed, and darted his jacket over his shoulders.

They went directly to the hotel restaurant. Nie Chuan ordered a steak, a pasta and various snacks.

After ordering, he looked at Reese: "Will you pay?"

"Of course. Would you like another chocolate pudding?" Reese raised a slight brow.

Of course, Nie Chuan understood the suggestion of "chocolate" in Reese's mouth: "I don't need it!"

"Then I want to." Reese finished, deliberately exposed the tip of his tongue, and licked his upper lip.

There was no expression on his face, but it was obviously ascetic temperament, but he used such a delicate movement to stir Nie Chuan's mind.

At the table next to them were two young girls, who kept their faces to look at them.

At first Nie Chuan didn't care, but the two girls either looked down and whispered or whispered after seeing the relationship between Reese and Nie Chuan.

This made Nie Chuan restrained. Reese asked him something, and he answered carefully.

Soon, the steak came up, and Nie Chuan was hungry enough. He picked up the knife, cut a large piece, and fork into his mouth.

"Slow down, you look like you have just returned from the refugee camp."

"Um ... uh ..." Although Nie Chuan nodded, he ate half of the steak with three mouthfuls.

Elegance is not suitable for Nie Chuan, he just wants to fill his stomach quickly.

When the pasta came, Nie Chuan rolled it with a fork and stuffed it into his mouth.

"You have really eaten these days."

"Well! It's super hungry! And ... there's a reason for you!" Nie Chuan glanced at Reese a bit bitterly.

Rolling sheets with Reese or something, Nie Chuan actually feels great ... but things must be reversed, everything must have a degree.

"I'm very restrained." Reese lowered his eyes and cut the steak in a hurry.

"Temperance? Are you sure you know temperance?" Nie Chuan's voice was raised half an octave. "From the time we returned to the hotel until I woke up, for more than four hours, do you think you are temperate?"

Although Nie Chuan's voice was not loud, it was enough for the two girls to hear it clearly.

They looked at Nie Chuan stupidly, with a surprised expression in their eyes.

Nie Chuan quickly explained to them: "I mean playing games."

After speaking, Nie Chuan felt that he did not believe this reason.

Then the two girls laughed and continued to eat their stuff.

The opposite Reese said blandly, "You don't really need to explain this to them."

Nie Chuan ignored Regis. He really didn't want to see anything like "Devil's Forest" or "Black Twenty-Four Hours" on the Internet.

In just twenty minutes, Nie Chuan swept the food in front of him.

Nie Chuan touched his stomach, looked up, and gave a contented sigh.

The opposite Reese put down the knife and fork very educatedly and looked at Nie Chuan: "Back in the room, I can continue to play games with you

? "

"What game?" Nie Chuan asked lazily.

"That's the game you just said." Reese braced his chin with one hand and looked at Nie Chuan, with a smile on his lips that ordinary people couldn't detect.

Nie Chuan finally reacted to what Reese meant: "You play by yourself! I want to sleep!"

"You don't have to get up early tomorrow anyway."

"I have to sleep for twelve hours!" Nie Chuan said seriously.

Reese smiled, but raised his hand to signal to the waiter to sign the order. He lowered his head, signed his name on the bill, and got up.

At this time, the two girls at the dining table also came over.

"Well, sorry to bother you, we are your fans! We will come to the scene next time!"

"Thank you!" Nie Chuan was a little embarrassed.

"May I take a photo with you two?"

"Of course!" Nie Chuan answered without thinking, and then thought that the other party's request included Reese.

Reese nodded and pulled Nie Chuan directly, resting his left hand on Nie Chuan's shoulder.

Two fans are on the left of Reese and one on the right of Nie Chuan.

"Will I pass the picture to you?" One of the girls asked Nie Chuan.

As soon as Nie Chuan was about to answer, Reese said, "No, you can keep it. I have taken so many photos with Nie Chuan that I can't save my phone."

After speaking, he hooked Nie Chuan's back collar and took him away.

"Well, why don't you take a picture with you?"

"Do you really want it? When you come back to the room, you can take a few more photos with you, something that other fans can't take."

Obviously there is no emotional tone, but Nie Chuan is very clear that the other party is teasing himself.

"If you want to do it, do it yourself!"

"What? Do you just want that female fan's mobile number?"

Reese suddenly turned around and the two stopped in front of the elevator.

"Ha? When did I say I wanted that female fan's mobile phone number?" Nie Chuan felt that his brain circuit was different from that of Reese.

"Isn't it? She asks if you want a photo, you say yes. She will ask your mobile number next, and you will tell the other person. Then when she sends the photo, you have her mobile number Now. "

"Oh! That's it!" Nie Chuan's expression came to a sudden realization.

At this time, the elevator door opened, and the two went away.

When they came to the door, they found that the well-known sports reporter Mr. Lin En even stood at the door of the room.

"Mr. Lin En?" Nie Chuan crooked her head.

Since that time, Mr. Lin En has seen Nie Chuan and Ralvin's oneonone, he has been watching Nie Chuan's growth.

In the previous two games, Mr. Lin En has been on the scene, watching Nie Chuan succeed. Although he is brewing a column report on Nie Chuan, due to the agreement between him and Reese, prematurely applying the halo of fame and wealth to Nie Chuan will affect his growth, Mr. Lin En will temporarily hold this column In my heart.

But today ’s game is not just for the audience. Mr. Lin En really can't help it. He hopes that everyone who likes basketball will see the light of Nie Chuan just like himself.

"I'm here to ask for Nie Chuan's opinion tonight, can you accept my interview. It won't be complicated, just short." Mr. Lin En's attitude is very sincere.

Nie Chuan stopped, and a famous sports reporter like Mr. Lin En said that he wanted to interview himself.

He subconsciously turned his face to look at Reese, and Mr. Lynn looked over.

"Whether to be interviewed, Nie Chuan, you decide for yourself."

Reese opened the door to the room and asked Mr. Lynn to come in.

Sitting on the bed, Nie Chuan thought very seriously, and showed a sorry smile to Mr. Lin: "Mr. Lin, I would like to be interviewed because the industry calls you Rolls-Royce among sports reporters. You have the talent to discover genius, more accurate than most NBA scouts. Everything you have written in the column has become an NBA superstar. But now, I can't. "

"why?"

"To make Rolls Royce run faster than other cars, naturally it needs a powerful engine. But I ... haven't become such a good engine yet."

"No, Nie Chuan, you are already!" Mr. Lin En sent a stack of photos to Nie Chuan. "Do you really not know what the audience is like in the eyes of me?"

It was Nie Chuan ’s slam dunk gesture in the air. The picture in the photo was still, but Nie Chuan ’s figure seemed to be breaking through all the patterns.

"Is your technique for snapping great?" Nie Chuan snapped the photo over.

"What's wrong? You don't like this picture?" Mr. Lynn frowned.

"No, I'm afraid to keep looking at my most wonderful moment, to be complacent and forget about it, and then ... forever."

Mr. Lin En watched Nie Chuan for a long time, and suddenly got off. He held his face.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Lynn! I'm not ..."

"No, I'm not angry. I understand what you mean, which also makes me look forward to your performance even more." Mr. Lynn got up and took back all the photos, leaving only one, "but I guess , This photo, you will like it very much. "

After speaking, Mr. Lynn got up and left.

Nie Chuan opened the last photo curiously, and then froze.

It was a piece of Rice rising up in the game, and in front of him was a rigorous defense of two people jumping side by side. He had passed the ball back and Nie Chuan received it.

"I like this group photo." Reese lowered his head and whispered softly.

Nie Chuan smiled slowly: "I like this too."

Although Nie Chuanwan rejected Mr. Lin's exclusive interview, the next day's "Basketball Express" published a large piece of news that UDK defeated KSU, and Nie Chuan broke through the double interception of Ashley and Raven's layup. Photos are also published in the most prominent positions. This report is fairly objective. After analyzing the performance of udk and ksu, it did not deliberately disparage either party, but only said that it was the highest level contest from the start of the finals to the present.

But the last sentence of the report let Nie Chuan cover his face: Udk is not the only ace of Reed Redington.

Nie Chuan gave a careful glance while eating breakfast, because he seemed to have snatched all the limelight that belonged to Reese.

But I did not expect Rhys to say, "You can cut this report as a memorial."