"Feng Yu, pierce, have they come to China?" Wen Dongjun called and asked.
Feng Yu keeps the phone away from his ears. Isn't it just some stars? How excited are they? Early in the morning, I called to ask.
"Not yet. I should be in Beijing in two hours. What, it's something to do with you? Are you still in the Olympic Organizing Committee? Have you transferred back to basketball management? " Feng Yu asked lazily after sweeping the wall clock.
"They are really here! It's great to finally see the big stars of the professional basketball team. "
"A big star is a professional athlete. Besides, are our Chinese basketball players very poor? In recent years, we have made great progress. And you didn't watch this year's NBA playoffs. It's the MVP Yao got! You're still a business ape. There's something wrong with that! "
How can we raise the morale of others and destroy our own prestige?
"No, I'll ask them where they train. I'll take a picture with them!"
Feng Yu looks at the hang up phone and shakes his head helplessly. It's evening for training. After getting off the plane, they don't want to rest.
However, Feng Yu also attaches great importance to this matter. He read the list of dream team this year, with the 03 generation as the main force, and there are rookies in 2004 and 2005, which is really arrogant. He remembered that at this time in his previous life, the dream team only got one and twenty minutes. After the match, Feng Yu stood up and clapped. The national team are leading by ten, he is very satisfied.
For the basketball world championships in a few days, Feng Yu is more confident. Over the years, Feng Yu has not spent less money, and it should be known that Chinese people are serious and powerful.
We Chinese are not only good at small ball, big ball is not bad!
At this time, Feng Yu's mobile phone rings. He looks at it. It's Liu Chuanzhi. It's so late. What's the urgent matter?
…… (to be continued. )