dognovel Chapter 683 Set off!
Chapter 683 Set off!
It seemed as if she moved slightly, causing Tang Yan's tilted head to slide to the side.
Wang Xiucheng quickly sat down and leaned his shoulder against it.
"Hmm..." The contact between her head and shoulder woke Tang Yan up.
When Tang Yan opened her eyes and saw Wang Xiucheng's face just centimeters away from her, she was stunned for a moment, seemingly not realizing what was happening.
The next moment, she was fully awake.
"Are you alright?" Tang Yan stood up in surprise and reached out to touch Wang Xiucheng's forehead.
Wang Xiucheng did not dodge, but simply smiled and said, "It's alright, it's very good."
Wang Xiucheng was in good physical condition and rarely caught a cold.
In addition, he was equipped with "super-fast self-healing," which allowed Wang Xiucheng to recover so quickly.
Of course, Tang Yan's meticulous care was also a reason.
If Wu Di and Wu Jia had been there, Wang Xiucheng would never have recovered so quickly.
Upon hearing Wang Xiucheng's words, Tang Yan visibly breathed a sigh of relief, then immediately covered her neck and stiffly turned it around.
"Sister Tang, thank you," Wang Xiucheng said. "I don't know what I would have done without you."
Tang Yan waved her hand, "When I came here, I was terrified when I saw you. Your two bodyguards said you can't take medicine casually, so I could only give you a cold compress."
Tang Yan laughed happily, "I was thinking that if you don't get any better, I'll really have to call 120."
"By the way, do people in the US also call 120 (emergency services)?"
"It doesn't matter. Anyway, you're fine now, and I've made my contribution to Chinese basketball, right?"
Tang Yan smiled as she looked at Wang Xiucheng.
Wang Xiucheng did not answer, but just kept looking at Tang Yan's face.
"What's wrong? Is it dirty?" Tang Yan asked, touching her face with her hand.
"Sister Tang, lie down for a while. I'll go out and cook. I'll call you later." Wang Xiucheng suddenly grabbed Tang Yan's hand, and then, while Tang Yan looked flustered and didn't know what to do, Wang Xiucheng pulled her to the bedside.
"Oh, okay..." Tang Yan replied subconsciously.
Wang Xiucheng opened the door and went out.
Tang Yan thought for a moment and then lay down on the bed. But smelling the lingering scent of Wang Xiucheng on the bed, she blushed for some reason.
After about an hour, Wang Xiucheng gently knocked on the door and went inside.
Tang Yan wasn't asleep; she got up as soon as she heard the noise.
"Sister Tangtang, let's go eat."
Tang Yan and Wang Xiucheng came out.
There were already six dishes on the table, and they were clearly homemade, not takeout.
"Can you still cook?"
Tang Yan thought Wang Xiucheng was just joking about cooking, but she didn't expect that Wang Xiucheng could actually cook.
Wang Xiucheng shook his head and placed the chopsticks in front of Tang Yan. "I didn't make it. My mother made it."
"Your mother?" Tang Yan asked in surprise, and stood up somewhat awkwardly, looking into the room.
In another location, Wang Xiucheng's bodyguards were sitting there eating, and the food was the same as what they were eating.
But Wang Xiucheng's mother was nowhere to be found.
“My parents live downstairs, not here,” Wang Xiucheng said with a smile, reaching out to take Tang Yan’s hand and pulling her back to her seat.
Feeling the warmth of Wang Xiucheng's large hand, Tang Yan sat down somewhat awkwardly and picked up her chopsticks to eat.
When she heard that Wang Xiucheng's mother was there, her first reaction was to feel nervous.
She was afraid that if Wang Xiucheng's mother saw her, she would misunderstand her relationship with Wang Xiucheng.
After all, he was considerably older than Wang Xiucheng.
But after sitting down, Tang Yan found it somewhat amusing that she had thought that way.
I have absolutely no relationship with Wang Xiucheng!
Yes, it has nothing to do with you, why are you so nervous!
Tang Yan repeated it to herself, and then started eating.
"Is Sister Tangtang coming back to China with me tomorrow?" Wang Xiucheng asked after taking a few bites.
"Okay." Tang Yan's own flight was actually tomorrow, but she still subconsciously agreed to Wang Xiucheng's invitation.
"Then Sister Tang will stay here tonight. I'll participate in the champion parade during the day tomorrow, and we'll leave tonight."
"Okay," Tang Yan replied, her face flushing again as she thought about staying at Wang Xiucheng's house for two days.
……
The Nets' championship tour route this year is longer than last year's, but it still revolves around downtown, and this year they even included Chinatown.
The time is also a bit longer than last year, estimated to be two and a half hours.
The street was bustling with activity, with many fans following behind in their cars.
Chinatown even hosts lion dances and various other performances.
The parade, which was originally scheduled for two and a half hours, was extended to three and a half hours before it was completed.
When the championship bus returned to Barclays Center, all the players and staff were exhausted.
This also means that the NBA season has officially ended.
Wang Xiucheng hugged everyone and said, "See you next season, brothers."
“No need, we can meet in Paris next month,” Durant corrected.
Dillon didn't speak, but simply nodded and punched Wang Xiucheng in the chest.
Dillon is very glad he made the decision to take a pay cut to join the Nets before the season.
Especially after being kicked out by the Grizzly Bears, Wang Xiucheng extended a sincere invitation.
In retrospect, that decision was absolutely right.
Towns looked somewhat forlorn standing to the side.
“You’ll cheer me on, right?” Wang Xiucheng looked at Tang Si.
"Of course, I will cheer for China." Towns nodded firmly.
Towns' Dominican Republic team did not qualify for this year's Olympics, so he can only go on vacation during the off-season.
If he had a choice, he would certainly like to go to Paris like Wang Xiucheng, Durant, and Dillon.
"Okay, it's time for me to go."
Wang Xiucheng then looked at Ben Sullivan not far away and shouted, "You only have three days, don't be late."
"I know, it's so annoying." Ben Sullivan looked helpless and resigned.
"Haha, just think of it as a vacation." Uduka patted Ben Sullivan on the shoulder: "The Chinese team is only strong enough to beat Brazil at best. Even if they are lucky enough to make it into the quarterfinals, they can't go any further. You'll be back soon."
"What do you really think?" Ben Sullivan asked earnestly.
“That depends on whether you will genuinely help China,” Uduka said.
In Uduka's view, basketball is a team sport, and while Wang Xiucheng is strong, he is not strong enough to take on five opponents at once.
At this point, if you want to improve your performance, coaching and tactics become especially important.
Uduka knew very well why Wang Xiucheng was using both threats and temptations to take Ben Sullivan to Paris.
The star players from each country at the Olympics are also the top players for their respective NBA teams.
Ben Sullivan, who started his career in data analysis, knows their inner workings all too well.
Ben Sullivan remained silent, looking at Udoka.
He had a feeling that something extraordinary was about to happen in Paris this summer!
"Okay, let's go."
Without further delay, Wang Xiucheng got into the car parked next to him and headed towards the airport.
……
China, Great Alliance.
What are our goals for this year's Olympic men's basketball competition?
Jiang Yan held her son, her eyes glued to the Olympic special program "Shining Paris" on the sports channel, just like her father's.
Today's program is dedicated to the Chinese men's basketball team.
Zhang Bin, the top anchor of the sports channel, is interviewing Wang Xiucheng.
Wearing a Chinese national team uniform, Wang Xiucheng sat up straight, unusually serious, which made Jiang Yan find it somewhat amusing.
"We'll make it to the top 8," Wang Xiucheng said directly. "Xiao Cui and I have actually discussed this topic privately, and we both believe that making it to the top 8 gives us a chance."
"Our group consists of France, Germany, and Brazil. If we beat Brazil, we'll have a chance."
"What are your thoughts on the online discussion about choosing Xiao Wang as the flag bearer?" Zhang Bin asked again.
Even though Wang Xiucheng was serious, he smiled at this moment, "If you really choose me, it would be a great honor."
Jiang Yan's father, who was watching TV, said, "Is there even a need to choose? It has to be my son-in-law! The Chinese team has always had a tradition of selecting a male basketball player as the flag bearer for the Olympics. Is there any need to consider this?"
"Besides, this is the choice of the vast majority of the people. How dare you ignore the voice of the people?"
Jiang Yan rolled her eyes. Now her father was using the term "son-in-law" so naturally.