Chapter 236： Kneel down

On the huge screen hanging above the arena, in the pink heart-shaped special effects photo frame, Yang Cheng with a bewildered face and David Ellison, who had never expected it, were framed in the camera with two big faces in confusion. The audience was silent for a while, and then roared with laughter and roaring whistles and screams.

Although Yang Cheng and David Ellison are not as well-known as Hollywood stars, they are still somewhat well-known in this entertainment capital. Playboy David Ellison was originally a member of Hollywood. Individuals also frequently show up in gossip newspaper websites, and Yang Cheng is even more known in the United States because of the first supermodel Miranda Kerr of Victoria's Secret, and is now a famous young rich man. If the two really kissed, don’t Guess all know how that group of unscrupulous media will compile tomorrow's front page headlines.

"Two top rich second-generation Staples announced in public."

"David Ellison and Jason Yankee are in love."

"The tens of billions of heirs turned out to be gay, how should the property be distributed?"

. . .

Yang Cheng smiled bitterly on the surface, but gritted his teeth and whispered, "Fuck, what am I talking about? I was hurt by you so badly, I told you to run away."

"Asshole, you are the crow mouth, can you be more mournful?" David Ellison didn't get any better, and he whispered while waving his hands at the camera.

The two of them are the female companions sitting on both sides of the dog. Emma and Dakota can’t pay attention to the image, holding their stomachs and laughing, especially Emma, ​​look at that posture and try harder. Can laugh.

The audience was still booing. The cameraman may be taking medicine, and he was fighting with Yang Cheng and David Ellison, and the camera was aimed at the posture of the two who had not moved away.

Yang Cheng's scalp was numb, and her eyeballs rolled around. He looked at Emma Watson, who was smiling at his side. Anxiously, he pointed to the side of the camera. Under all eyes, he hugged him at a loss. Emma Watson, with her big mouth printed on her red lips.

Emma's eyes widened, her small face was strongly clamped by Yang Cheng, she couldn't break free even if she wanted to break free, but she didn't resist, she just beat Yang Cheng lightly, and compared her eyes, she enjoyed the happy moments of kisscam.

David Ellison on the other side did a good job, but he played harder, came a French wet kiss, and Dakota, who kissed directly, was flushed.

Fortunately, the photographer has no gains or losses, and the two of them are caught in madness, knowing that enough is enough, and the camera is zoomed out. Two pairs of kisses in one shot, and they are both celebrities, completely satisfy the fan’s curiosity. This midfield event also achieved unexpected results, and even set off a wave of ratings.

Next, with the hard performance of the beauty cheerleading team, the intermission came to an end. The players of the two teams also walked out of the locker room one after another and returned to the court to warm up. As the owner of the Staples Arena, Yang Cheng unexpectedly Coming over in his eyes, Kobe dressed in training uniforms, with a smile on his face, no expression of frustration at all because of lagging behind the score. No wonder, for Kobe now, he is more enjoying basketball.

"Hey, Jason, David, and two beautiful ladies, welcome to Staples, I hope you can have a nice evening." Kobe greeted in a low voice.

Yang Cheng also didn't show up, stood up in respect and admiration, raised his head and punched Kobe, "Thank you, if the Lakers can win the final victory, this night will be even more wonderful."

David Ellison also agreed, "Yes, you'd better get another 30+."

Kobe hugged his shoulders and grinned, "No problem, besides, your midfield performance is very good."

The second half of the game started right away, and Kobe couldn't talk more. He said goodbye to each other after a few words. Everyone was a spectator. The face that should be given must be given enough. In fact, Yang Orange and Kobe had only had a few faces before. The fate is a nodding acquaintance, and there is no deep friendship.

In the third quarter of the game, Kobe seemed to want to prove that he was a man who believed in his words. He dragged his 36-year-old body with scars to the opponent's penalty zone. He made picturesque jump shots and succeeded in succession. The free throw made the Clippers see no hope of counterattack. After this quarter, the Lakers and the Clippers tied for 90, and the fans were hooked.

In the last quarter, Kobe made persistent efforts, slashing 10 points and taking away the game, and dreaming back to the peak overnight. The fans in the audience did their best to shout crazy. Since Kobe was injured by injuries, I don’t know how long I haven’t seen such a joyous experience. The game is up.

The Lakers in the past were never afraid of any opponent, because the fans firmly believed that Kobe was on the court, and they could always turn the tide at critical moments. Regardless of how many Kohei outsiders were, and how many brain-disabled actions Kobe had done, just talk about basketball. In this sport, no one can deny Kobe's greatness.

In the end, the Lakers won the game with a score of 127:121 at home. Kobe Bryant, who played 39 minutes in the game, scored 35 points, 8 rebounds and 7 assists. It seemed that the fans saw the hope of the return of the Lakers king. , But only Yang Cheng knows that all of this is an illusion. At the beginning of this season, Kobe has repeatedly played amazing performances, but it is only a mirror image.

After the game, Yang Cheng and the others had a brief congratulation with Kobe Bryant, who was sweating and exhausted, and quickly pulled away. There were so many reporters in Staples. Yang Cheng and the others were not ready to grind their lips with the reporters. There is a major event waiting for them.

The two supercars rushed out of the city center one after the other and returned to Beverly Hills. They honked each other at a fork in the road, and each went back to each house. As for the next show, everything was clear.

. . .

In Jason Manor, Yang Cheng sent away White and the servant and all went back to the servant building to rest. Don’t disturb his Yaxing. He brought two bottles of craft cedar beer to the pool and handed it to Zheng. A bottle of Emma, ​​who was indulged in the magnificent night view of Los Angeles, said with a chuckle, "The night in the mountains is colder and it’s a bit cold. Let’s go in for a chat?"

Emma took a sip of the beer elegantly and praised, "The scenery here is so beautiful. It seems that I also want to consider buying a manor in Beverly."

Yang Cheng shrugged, "If you have spare money, this is a good investment project. Over the years, with the large-scale purchases of homes by Chinese people, the housing prices in the greater Los Angeles area have maintained a steady growth of about 5% per year. At least 5 years have not been seen. The slowing trend."

Emma held the mouth of the bottle, "I feel it, the villa I rented is increasing in price every year."

After a pause, he shook his head and said, "Forget it, I don't have that much money. The house in Beverly is too expensive. Even if I can afford it, daily maintenance alone is enough to make me bankrupt."

Yang Cheng wondered, "Do you have tens of millions of dollars? Buying a small manor of several million dollars, with your current annual income, you can't afford it, right?"

Emma obviously didn't want to talk about this topic, and casually said, "My income before the age of eighteen is all managed by my parents, and now I don't have much money at my disposal."

"Okay, then let's do something serious." Yang Cheng's yu was burning, putting down the bottle with a strange smile, standing in front of Emma, ​​and said condescendingly.

The comprehensive Emma gave Yang Cheng a charmingly white look, and gently leaned against her, her index finger slid down from Yang Cheng's lips, staying around her belt, and enchanted as Youlan said, "What is serious business?"

Yang Cheng raised one corner of her mouth, brushed her big hand over Emma's delicate face, pressed her shoulders with a slight force, and with a tone that could not be denied, she ordered, "Kneel down~"