roccoschili Chapter 1019 Michael Jackson Visits
Chapter 1019 Michael Jackson Visits
Chapter 1019 Michael Jackson Visits
Barkley said with regret: "Even if the Hammers really want to play, the Mavericks can't help it."
Kenny Smith shook his head and sighed: "In the whole world, since the birth of basketball, only the Hammers can give up the chance of a five-double."
Barkley nodded and said: "Jordan once said that he can endure failure, but he will not endure giving up, so if Jordan is given this opportunity, even if he is booed by the audience, I think he will stay on the court regardless."
"Ha ha……"
Sensing his partner's resentment towards Jordan, Kenny Smith burst into laughter instantly.
Of course Jordan heard Barkley's words at home. After thinking about it, he felt that Barkley was really right. An idiot would give up such an opportunity.
After the game, Li Ba was selected as the best player in the game and accepted an on-site interview.
But now Li Ba doesn't have any good feelings for the media that blackmailed him and stepped on him. He picks and chooses a few media that support him, answers a few questions, and ends the on-site interview.
It was the same at the post-match press conference. Li Ba refused some questions from the media and personally appointed several media.
His behavior caused the media to complain again, and even complained to the league about him.
Stern ignored it. Now that the league's influence has increased and it is less dependent on the media, as long as the fans still support the Hammers, it will be fine.
At noon on the 5th, the Suns returned to Phoenix.
Next, the Suns have two more home games, the Jazz on the 6th, the Bucks on the 9th, and then go to Los Angeles overnight to challenge the Lakers back to back.
In the afternoon, Bill Duffy came to visit.
"Michael Jackson wants to see me? I have nothing to do with him!"
Duffy brought a piece of news, and Li Ba was surprised when he said his name.
"I don't quite understand either, he called me himself," Duffy said.
"Then let him come, it's fine for two or three days."
Li Ba smiled, not understanding what Jackson wanted to see him for, but just like him, this king of pop music was blacked out by the media so much that he was about to vomit blood, so it's okay to meet him.
"Then I'll notify him," Bill Duffy said.
In a villa in Beverly Hills, Los Angeles, Michael Jackson half-lyed on the sofa in the bedroom with a tired face.
The room was dark with the curtains drawn tightly and no lights on.
This is not his Neverland, where he hasn't been back for a long time.
In the past few years, he has been wandering around the world, the Middle East, Ireland, and finally returned to the United States.
The media is still staring at him, trying to squeeze everything out of him.
He is trying his best to cheer up, preparing for his comeback, and he is doing his best to prepare for his concert "This Is It".
However, he is very tired, and he has to take a lot of medicine every day.
Recently, he's been surprised to see a sudden drop in the media attention focused on him.
He found that there was a person who attracted a lot of firepower from the media for him. This person was called Iron Hammer, a world-class superstar in the sports world, and the current No.1 in the NBA.
He was very curious, seeing that Li Ba was still alive and full of energy, as if he had not been affected by the media at all, he couldn't understand how Li Ba relieved the pressure.
Out of curiosity, Michael Jackson contacted Kobe to find out about Li Ba.
He has a good relationship with Kobe, but he rarely goes to Staples to watch the game, especially in recent years.
Kobe suggested that he go to Li Ba, saying that Li Ba had a good cook at home and asked him to try Chinese food, and gave Bill Duffy his contact information, so he found Bill Duffy.
I practiced dancing for a long time in the morning, and now I am a little tired. Michael Jackson wanted to sleep for a while, but he suffered from insomnia and had to rely on medicine to fall asleep.
Just as he was about to get his medicine, his phone rang.
"Hello, Mr. Duffy, I'm Michael Jackson. I'm glad to take your call."
"Hello, Michael, you can just call me Bill."
"Okay, Bill."
"Michael, Hammer has been in Phoenix for the past two or three days, and you can go to his house anytime."
"Thanks, Bill."
The two made an appointment and ended the call.
On the 6th, the Suns beat the Jazz.
At noon on the 7th, Li Ba received a secret visit from Michael Jackson at home.
Michael Jackson was sent in by Bill Duffy, without the outside media finding out.
"You want to know why I am not influenced by the media?" Li Ba suddenly realized.
"Michael, do you know that I am really the same as you. I am in my country and I am not popular with the media. They even hate me more than the media in the United States and do everything possible to destroy me." He said.
"That's exactly what I want to know, you don't look... under any pressure." Michael Jackson asked.
"Michael, let me tell you how to deal with the media." Li Ba said with a smile.
"Oh, really?" Michael Jackson's spirit lifted instantly.
"Just treat them as bedbugs, don't take them seriously. Their greatest ability is to disgust you. Being attacked by them is like stepping on a piece of shit when you go out. It's not harmful, but it can disgust you to death What you have to do is ignore them, don't pay attention to them, and don't step on them. Michael, do you have any psychological pressure in the face of a shit?" Li Ba smiled.
Michael Jackson was sluggish.
"Come on, I've prepared Chinese food for you, which may hurt your throat a bit, but it should be fine if you only eat it this time."
Li Ba pulled up Michael Jackson who hadn't recovered yet.
"Hammer, really, really think of them as a... one-dipping... one-dipping... one-dipping that thing?"
Jackson said it several times, but couldn't continue.
Li Ba laughed and said, "Do you think they are cleaner than a poop? Remember, don't pay attention to them in the future, just like you don't pay attention to a poop on the side of the road. I believe you will Yes, you definitely won't have any bullshit psychological pressure on a piece of shit."
Michael Jackson was really speechless to Li Ba's words, too...too...too, well, it seems to be really effective, imagine those media as a bubble...that thing, he really felt a lot less pressure.
Yeah, who's going to stress over that stuff?At best just stay away from it.
What Li Ba prepares is hot pot. Now in December, even in Phoenix, the temperature is not high, so it is no problem to eat this.
He asked Mr. Hu to make it medium spicy, and didn't arrange super spicy and abnormal spicy. He didn't want to ruin Jackson's voice. If it was ruined, he would be killed by those crazy fans.
I didn't let the family eat together, just him and Jackson.
Michael Jackson looked at the ingredients on the table, but they were all raw, and said in a daze, "Tie Hammer, is this Japanese food?"
He likes Chinese food very much. He has been to China in 1987, but he has never eaten like this.
"Of course not, this is authentic Chinese hotpot." Li Ba laughed.
"Come on, just pick what you like and put it in. To eat hot pot, roll up your sleeves first, unbutton your neckline, by the way, throw away your coat..."
According to Li Ba's request, Michael Jackson took off his jacket, rolled up his sleeves, and unbuttoned his neckline.
(End of this chapter)