Chapter 75: Eye-Catching Award Record
At this time, in Xin Lancheng's office in Yanjing, he picked up a file on the table.

This is He Zhongqiu's file. He had just transferred it from the Huairou District Labor Bureau and had already looked at it.

He noticed some information on the Internet. Some people said that He Zhongqiu had been in prison and even had the specific time. However, when he opened the file, he found not only no criminal record, but also two records of him being awarded for his outstanding service.

The first time was at the end of 97 when the municipal government issued a certificate of bravery to He Zhongqiu. That time, He Zhongqiu protected important national cultural relics.

The second time was even more exaggerated. It was the certificate of bravery awarded to He Zhongqiu by the Ministry of Justice at the end of 99. That time, He Zhongqiu bravely rescued more than one hundred people from a fire.

This made him very angry. He thought that people on the Internet were really kidding. They made things they heard sound like the truth and almost fooled him.

……

At Madison Square Garden, He Zhongqiu said goodbye to the bus and when he returned to the locker room, Don Cheney asked him to prepare for the post-match press conference.

Mid-range shooting king Alan Houston made 18 of 8 shots and 9 of 9 free throws tonight, scoring 28 points and was the best player of the day.

The madman's performance was average. He played for 36 minutes, made 7 of 3 shots, and only scored 12 points. He had no strong desire to attack and his performance was average. He did not want to attend the press conference.

"I am also qualified to attend the press conference, haha!" He Zhongqiu was very happy and a little proud.

"Don't get excited, Zhongqiu, you're just here to make up the numbers for now." Philip said next to him.

"Wellington, you really destroy my morale." He said with disgust.

"Can you two speak English? No one can understand what you are saying." The madman walking in front said unhappily.

"That's right, you are saying things that we can't understand. Are you saying bad things about us?" Kurt Thomas also said.

Philip quickly translated. He Zhongqiu laughed and said in English: "What I just said was, Wellington, how do you say reduce? OK, reduce your apprenticeship fee and give you an 80% discount. What do you think?"

"What the hell is an 80% discount?" the madman screamed.

"20% discount. Wolverine will give you 20% discount. Give him 800,000 US dollars and you can become his disciple." Philip said hurriedly.

"Eighty thousand dollars won't make him your disciple. This damn guy always wants to be our father. If we can beat him, we would have fought him together long ago."

Charlie Ward said this, and asked angrily: “Guys, are you right?”

"Yes."

Except for Alan Houston, all the other players glared at He Zhongqiu.

"They said that if they couldn't beat you, they would have beaten you together."

After the translation, Philip suppressed his laughter and advised: "Zhongqiu, I think you should give up the idea of ​​being a master. Be careful of being attacked by them."

"Tsk, a bunch of guys who don't know how to respect their teachers."

He Zhongqiu ignored everyone's angry glares and said with disdain: "Don't regret it in the future, because there was once an opportunity in front of you, but you didn't cherish it."

"cut!"

Everyone raised their middle fingers.

After taking a shower, Alan Houston blew his hair into a style, changed into a gray casual suit, put on shiny red casual leather shoes, a white scarf, a small hat on his head, and sprayed perfume, looking like he was going to walk on the runway.

He Zhongqiu changed into a sports shirt, put on the black woolen hat that Yang Xue gave him, and wore a pair of sneakers.

Compared with Alan Houston's fashionable outfit, his outfit was unremarkable, but he was full of energy and had the aura of a master. Even in front of Alan Houston, his presence was not bad. News Hall No. 1 was noisy. There were more than a hundred people including reporters, photographers, photographer assistants, and Knicks staff.

Zhou Biao and Lin Cheng were also among them. They were at the front, standing behind the CCTV camera. Several other Chinese reporters who were allowed to come in for interviews were in the crowd behind them.

"This is Zhongqiu's first time attending the team's post-match press conference. Does this mean that his status in the team has improved?" Lin Cheng said excitedly.

"He played an indispensable role in our win against the Spurs, so he should be given a reward," Zhou Biao analyzed calmly.

At this time, Don Cheney and others came in, and all the reporters with cameras pressed the shutter buttons, and the cameramen also pointed the lenses at Alan Houston and He Zhongqiu.

"My previous violent image was not good. My image needs to be more kind. It's time to show off my acting skills."

Facing so many cameras, He Zhongqiu smiled "kindly", revealing his eight big teeth, and waved gracefully.

After Don Cheney and the others sat down, he slowly sat down, with great composure and no sign of rookie awkwardness at all.

After entering the question-and-answer session, reporters' questions were mainly focused on him, because he was the most talked-about and the biggest gimmick during this period.

The first person to ask the question was a reporter from a wealthy American TV station, a subordinate of the owner James Dolan. He asked:

"Wolverine, your strong confrontation tonight reduced Duncan's offensive attack at the basket by 10%, and his hit rate dropped by three percentage points compared to his average data. Your hit rate is much higher than his. So do you think you have the upper hand in the matchup with him?"

He Zhongqiu only understood a little bit, and Philip behind him immediately translated it in a low voice. He thought for a moment and said modestly:

"Man, from what you said, it seems like I do have the upper hand."

"Ha ha……"

Many reporters below laughed.

He continued with a grin, “But I’m not proud of it, because I know you are teasing me.”

"Haha..." Everyone laughed.

The next questioner was a New York Times reporter, who asked a question that everyone was very interested in, "Wolverine, many of your teammates revealed that you ripped your wardrobe with your bare hands. Is that true? Can you show it?"

He Zhongqiu immediately shook his head and said, "NO, my kung fu is not for show, just think of it as my teammates bragging for me."

"Oh!"

Many reporters sighed with regret.

The next person to ask a question was Zhou Biao, who happily took the microphone and asked, "Zhongqiu, will you compete for the best rookie?"

"Best Rookie?"

He Zhongqiu didn't know much about these honors. He only knew about scoring champion, MVP, and championship. When he was watching TV broadcasts in the past, the CCTV commentators often mentioned them when introducing Michael Jordan.

He thought for a moment before saying, "My current task is to improve my basic skills and practice my techniques. This season, the best rookie and other honors are not that important to me."

Zhou Biao nodded helplessly. What He Zhongqiu said was indeed the most practical. Excessive pursuit was unrealistic and would only distract one.

But as a reporter following He Zhongqiu, he still has selfish motives and hopes that He Zhongqiu will win the Best Rookie award rather than Yao Ming.

(End of this chapter)