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Chapter 8 Press Conference

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    After taking the photo, Stern smiled at Anthony, turned around and walked towards the back of the stage. Anthony also walked off the stage under the guidance of the staff, but not towards the small green room, but towards the small green room.  He walked directly to a makeshift room, where many media were waiting to interview him.

    As soon as he entered the room, he was a little blinded by various flash lights. It took him a while to adjust. When he looked up, he saw a workbench set up in front. Andrews was sitting there early, and there were several others beside him.  Unknown staff.

    "Hey, Mero, this way."

    Anthony saw Andrews waving and walked directly to the reserved seat next to him and sat down.

    As soon as he sat down, Andrews leaned over and said: "I have contacted Pat Riley of the Heat. He said that he will make an offer to the Nuggets. If successful, you will go to Miami before the end of the draft.  .¡±

    Andrews learned the lesson from last time. This time he contacted the Heat, bypassing their general manager, and went directly to the president who had the power to make decisions behind the scenes.

    Anthony just nodded without saying much.  He already knew the history and naturally knew that Andrews would not succeed, but he was still pleased that the agent kept planning for him.

    Andrews saw Anthony and did not ask further questions, thinking that he had doubted his ability to work. He turned his head in embarrassment and said nothing more.

    The reporters sitting below couldn¡¯t wait. Seeing that Andrews was no longer communicating with Anthony, some reporters couldn¡¯t wait to ask: ¡°Can we start?¡±

    "Let's get started, but Anthony is a little tired today and can only answer five questions." Andrews said.

    As soon as Andrews finished speaking, the reporters below all stretched out their hands at almost the same time. They seemed to be impatient to wait.

    "The one with the yellow T-shirt in the middle." Andrews pointed at a reporter in the center of the press box and said.  This reporter came from the largest CBS in the United States (cbs for short). Andrews had a sharp eye and saw it at a glance.

    The reporter stood up and did not show too much excitement. He just asked in a routine: "Hello, I am Mike Vicente, a reporter from CBS. Do we want to know how Melo feels about being selected as the No. 3 pick in the 2003 NBA Draft?  ?¡±

    Anthony has been sitting next to him. To be honest, this is the first time he has attended a press conference in his life. He is curious and uncontrollably nervous. When he heard the reporter ask a question, he immediately answered: "Well  ¡­I¡¯m happy to be elected, uh, excited, that¡¯s all¡±

    Vicente was stunned. He didn¡¯t expect Anthony to answer so briefly and without any explosive points. How could he write news when he went back?

    "Today, President David personally walked to the side of the stage to shake hands with you and take a photo. What were you thinking at that time?" Vicente continued to ask.

    As soon as he said this, the other reporters at the press conference cast dissatisfied looks at him and started talking among themselves. They said they had five questions, but he only asked two of them. Invisibly, it was equivalent to depriving others of the opportunity to ask questions.  Rights, how can this not make people uncomfortable?

    "Ahem" Andrews coughed, and the reporters' discussions stopped one after another. He knew that the Vicente in front of him was a CBS reporter, and offending him would definitely be detrimental to Anthony, so he did not blame him, but  He said kindly, "Mike, Melo is quite tired today, so he was not allowed to ask the second question, but since there was no explanation just now, and you are the first reporter to ask the question, this is the last question, okay.  ?"

    "Of course." Vicente originally didn't want to leave empty-handed, and he didn't notice that he had inadvertently offended all his colleagues. Now that Andrews has given him a step, he is naturally happy to accept it.  And he can also write about questions asked by others.

    "That's good, other reporters can only ask one question later." Andrews was relieved. He didn't want to spread anything detrimental to Anthony now, because reporters' writings will guide the direction of public opinion.

    Andrews had made his words clear. Although other reporters were a little unhappy, CBS was the giant American broadcasting company and they did not dare to overdo it, so they all fell silent.

    "Mello, the question just now" Vicent got Andrews' permission, turned to look at Anthony and asked.

    In fact, when Vicente asked the question, Anthony was already thinking about an answer. To say that he was just calmed down by the battle at that time, this certainly cannot be said here. After thinking about it, his head  Suddenly an idea flashed through his mind, and he said with a smile??Anthony actually named him to ask questions.

    At first, he was a little unbelievable, but it wasn¡¯t until the colleague next to him poked him that he suddenly realized, and stood up with a ¡°swish¡±.

    After saying that, Anthony picked up the mineral water prepared in front of the table, unscrewed the bottle cap, took a sip and put it into his mouth.

    "Hello, I am a reporter from China Basketball Pioneer. My name is Yang Yi"

    "Poof!"

    Anthony squirted out a mouthful of water and sat at the front. Lara Vasquez, who originally asked the question, unfortunately encountered the water sprayed out by Anthony.

    "I'm sorry, I'm sorry" Anthony apologized quickly, trying to find some tissues to give to Vasquez, but he couldn't find anything after touching around.

    "It's okay, it's okay" Although Vasquez didn't know why Anthony choked when he drank water, she was still very graceful and did not mean to blame Anthony. Instead, she took out a pack of tissues from her pocket and wiped it.

    Anthony scratched his head awkwardly, then looked at the Chinese reporter who stood up, Yang Yi

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