Chapter 1209： I will remember the sweat...and you

Shen Huan sometimes feels that he is a relatively cold person.

At any rate, he played in the NBA for 2 years in the playoffs, but he doesn't feel attached to it at all.

Even if he heard the sound of cheering in every game, Shen Huan was not excited.

Back in the locker room, it was a mess. A group of teammates were talking and laughing in twos and threes, obviously the crazy celebration was over.

Seeing Shen Huan, Kobe stood up again and hugged Shen Huan, "You kid still has to go! I thought you would accompany me until I retire!"

When he said this, Black Mamba was a little jealous.

He is not a person who is easily moved, but thinking about the process of becoming a good brother with Shen Huan in the past three years and the inability to fight together in the future, Kobe couldn't help but feel a little sad.

Shen Huan smiled and patted him on the shoulder: "Although I am no longer on the basketball court, I still have to supervise you. Don't forget your promise."

"Don't worry, I do what I say!" Kobe raised his eyebrows.

Several teammates heard it, but none of them understood.

Only Iverson understood what Shen Huan and Kobe were talking about.

At this time the outside door was knocked, and the general manager Kupchak's voice came in: "Time is almost up, we should go out!"

"Let's go!"

Kobe smiled, "Shen Huan, you wear a few more jerseys first, remember to take off one for me later!"

"Me too!" Iverson answered.

Howard thick-skinned, followed, "I want one too, Shen, we are friends, right?"

Seeing that other players were also ready to move, Shen Huan quickly raised his hand: "I will sign your jerseys now and keep them as a souvenir... But when you are on the court later, you don't want to fight with the fans!"

"also!"

Kobe nodded slightly.

Ingram next to him immediately went to open a large cardboard box next to him, took out more than twenty Shen Huan's jerseys from it, and placed them on the table where the drinks and fruits were previously placed.

Looking at Shen Huan's jersey signatures one by one, and also written the names of his teammates, everyone on the team was very happy.

On the one hand, I thank Shen Huan for still remembering them and willing to give them a farewell gift.

On the other hand, it is purely economic.

Among them, the lowest salary is only more than 300,000 U.S. dollars, and 4 of them have an annual salary of less than 1 million.

And if they get this jersey of "Shen Huan's championship night · retirement day · autographed · teammate version", the price on the Internet is at least three to five million US dollars.

If in two or three years, people worship and miss Shen Huan's feat more and more, the price may be much higher.

At that time, if they are already impoverished and simply sell this jersey, they can become millionaires again and bring a good life to their families.

After spending ten minutes in this way, everyone got Shen Huan's jerseys, and then carefully put them in their bags.

Shen Huan himself is fully armed, wearing 5 jerseys, not to mention, at the suggestion of Kobe, he also wore an extra pair of shorts.

After all, if he is stripped of his pants by crazy fans, he will have one more chance to save his face.

But Shen Huan had already thought about it.

If he sees such crazy fans, he must run directly into the player channel, or run directly out of the arena.

Otherwise, it would be a shame to become a hero in front of spectators and fans around the world.

...

"Hahaha!"

Seeing Shen Huan coming out in thunderous applause, Barkley burst into laughter immediately, "Shen Huan has gained so much weight at once, it's like adding special effects!"

"Hey, no matter how much you wear, it doesn't work!" O'Neal showed a weird smile, "I look forward to seeing the fighting power of the fans later!"

They are all NBA superstars. Of course, they know that Shen Huan wears more jerseys, and they also know what it is for.

But watching the fans staring at him, I really don't know if Shen Huan can stop him later.

Not to mention that in the crowd, Shen Huan would definitely not dare to beat the fans, even if Shen Huan can beat them, can he resist 30,000 fans alone?

Obviously, this problem is not only the fear of the Lakers stars, but also the NBA seniors.

This time is not only the award ceremony of the NBA championship, but also the ceremony of Shen Huan's retirement.

The whole world is paying attention to this. If there is a riot or a major accident, it will lose the face of the entire NBA.

So when Shen Huan entered the arena, at least two to three hundred security guards could be seen, densely surrounded by the sidelines for two full circles, everyone holding a high-voltage electric baton in their hands.

But the fans seemed to be invisible, yelling Shen Huan's name crazily.

They are so passionate that when the NBA president speaks, he can't get his voice out.

Still Shen Huan pressed his hand against them and signaled them to be quiet, and the arena gradually became quiet.

The president nodded, and just briefly said a few words about this year's NBA profile and congratulations on the Lakers winning the championship, and then turned the topic to Shen Huan.

"Today this venue belongs to you, you can say something to everyone!"

Shen Huan picked up a microphone from the staff.

Before he could speak, the audience burst into applause.

Fortunately, the fans also knew about temperance, and stopped after ten seconds.

But at this time an abrupt voice suddenly rang.

"Shen Huan, I want to marry you~~~"

Everyone looked at the caller, the girl who was obviously still a college student, her face blushed suddenly, but she still enthusiastically greeted Shen Huan who was looking at her.

Shen Huan smiled, "Thank you, but if I want to agree to your request, I'm afraid I need to buy a city to accommodate all my wives."

"Hahaha..."

The big guy laughed.

After they laughed, Shen Huan said again: "I don't know how to talk, and I don't think too much. I didn't realize that this was my last game until the game ended.

In these two years, thank you for supporting me all the time, staying with me in every game, and having a lot of wonderful time.

Although I will not stand on this stage, I will always remember my teammates, my opponents, my hard work and sweat...and you! "

Shen Huan usually has a very cold image, and now he suddenly talks about such a sensational remark, which makes the fans a little uncomfortable.

but……

"Papa Papa Papa Papa..."

The applause in the audience went from fragmentary to neat, and the appearance of everyone applauding desperately represented the feelings of the fans.

The whole scene scanned by the camera, I don’t know how many people have tears in their eyes...

txt download address:

phone-reading: