NBA: Start with a three-point experience card

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And this vicious dog was less than two meters away from Wang Yi.

It is also very strange that the dog did not make the slightest sound when Wang Yi was outside the door.

There is a saying that goes like this, a dog that bites does not bark...

Dogs that start whimpering and barking as soon as they see people rarely actually bite people.

And the kind of dog that really bites usually doesn't bark.

However, facing such a dog, Wang Yi has no fear.

When I was a child, my neighbor had a mad dog—a real mad dog that would occasionally break free from its chains and bite anyone it saw.

At that time, the little friend was riding a bicycle with Wang Yi, and Wang Yi was holding a pointed stick in his hand, playing the game of fighting generals on the ancient battlefield.

The mad dog broke free from the chain and squeezed out of the courtyard gate.

Seeing them from a distance, they rushed towards them like crazy.

The partner in front was pedaling his bicycle crazily, but he couldn't outrun the mad dog after all.

Seeing the mad dog rushing towards him, Wang Yi stabbed the stick directly in desperation.

Impartially stabbed right into the mad dog's mouth.

So the mad dog, which usually scares even grown-ups, turned around and ran away for the first time.

And after that, when the mad dog saw Wang Yi, it ran away far away.

Although this dog looks tall and big now, it has a ferocious face.

But with a thick chain on it, he has nothing to fear.

Seeing that Wang Yi had no fear and his face was calm and composed, the nanny was also secretly surprised.

This Chinese man is really brave.

More than a minute later, the nanny brought Wang Yi to the backyard of the villa.

A melodious cello sound came immediately.

In the garden in the backyard, you are a black man sitting on a stool with your body upright.

Concentrate on playing a cello.

The music is melodious, and it seems to give people a feeling of meditation.

There was also a saxophone on the table next to him.

The black man was none other than Barnes.

Wang Yi had known Barnes before and knew that he was quite accomplished in cello and saxophone.

He also joined the church choir as a child.

Wang Yi didn't bother him.

After the song was finished, Wang Yi clapped his hands: "Brother, your cello is really fucking good."

Barnes turned his head and glanced at Wang Yi.

While packing the cello, he said coldly: "We are not brothers, please call me Barnes."

Wang Yi was a little embarrassed.

I'm worried, old man.

"All right, Barnes."

Wang Yi is also not polite: "Then let me get straight to the point. Our Kings have not been able to enter the playoffs for 16 years. Are we going to be so decadent?"

"if not?"

Barnes asked back.

Such a rhetorical question stopped Wang Yi from asking.

This guy doesn't play by the rules.

After a pause of two seconds, Wang Yi said, "Of course not. We will regroup this season. I have already talked to the coach and the boss."

"Did they tell you that the goal of the Kings is to enter the playoffs?" Barnes laughed blood-sucking while packing his cello. "They say that every year before the season starts."

Wang Yi thought to himself, this Barnes is really difficult to deal with.

But on the surface he shook his head: "Yes, they told me that the goal is to enter the playoffs. But I told them that our goal is the Western Conference Finals."

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Barnes laughed.

He shook his head while laughing.

It was as if he had heard the most absurd joke.

After a while, he packed up the cello: "Don't you think your words are ridiculous?"

Then he turned and walked towards the living room: "I'm going to rest, see you at the pre-match training camp in two months."

Without looking back, he entered the living room.

Wang Yi rubbed his face with his hands.

This man is really difficult to deal with.

But then he raised his head and said to Barnes: "It seems that you are not in a good mood. I will come to you tomorrow."

There is no response in it.

Wang Yi could only shrug his shoulders boredly, shook his head and walked out the door.

When he walked out the door, the dog was still baring his teeth at him.

Wang Yi shook his head: "It's been a long time since I brushed my teeth. It's as yellow as eating shit. Is it disgusting?"

The next morning, after Wang Yi finished his daily training, he came to Barnes' house again.

The sound of the saxophone could be faintly heard from the backyard of their house.