My days of working at the NBA

Chapter 73 Draft

June 25, Madison Square Garden, New York.

With Du Ze generating a lot of buzz, he was fortunate enough to appear on the official Green Room invitation list.

There is still half an hour before the gala starts.

At the passageway.

He, along with Lawrence and two girls, were heading to the venue.

A mirror suddenly appeared in front of us; it was probably intentionally arranged by the staff.

Naomi jogged over and turned around in front of the mirror: "How is it?"

Tonight she wore a one-piece long dress, looking exceptionally glamorous.

Lawrence exclaimed, "Absolutely beautiful, darling, you're gorgeous!"

Du Ze cursed inwardly for being cheesy.

According to his aesthetic sense, Naomi's outfit made her look like a wrapped-up rice dumpling; it was simply unbearable to look at...

Naomi said with a smile, "I'll be on live TV tonight, so I can't embarrass Du."

Then, looking at Du Ze, he said, "Du, I wish you good luck in the draft."

What else could Du Ze say but, "Thank you."

He was skeptical of his best friend's taste, but also respected it.

Now that his good friend had already completed the speedrun, he naturally considered Naomi as one of his own.

Besides, after spending more time with Lawrence, he actually found Naomi to be quite acceptable.

Well, between ugly and even uglier, his eyes were polluted by the uglier one.

Ashmery urged from the side, "Alright, let's not delay any longer, don't keep Miss Xu waiting."

Ashmeri looked stunning tonight, wearing a little dress and sporting long, flowing hair. She definitely had a sexy vibe and had clearly dressed up carefully.

Du Ze looked down at his slightly faded olive-green suit jacket and gave a wry smile. After all that, he had become the least like-minded person.

Just then, Ashmery suddenly reached out and straightened his tie, said "Let's go," and then naturally took his arm and walked into the venue.

Du Ze was slightly surprised, but he did not resist.

Throughout this trial period, Ashmery stayed by his side, and their relationship quickly warmed up, but it hasn't reached that point yet.

However, it's perfectly normal for a female companion attending a talent show to be arm-in-arm with the protagonist of the Green Room.

In Melika, important ceremonies are usually attended by one's closest female companion; if his mother is present, this role belongs to her.

Soon, the group arrived at the venue.

Guided by the staff, the group spotted Xu Chunjiao from afar.

As she approached, Xu Chunjiao spotted the group.

She didn't get up, but just stared straight at Du Ze with a slight smile.

Ashmery first pulled out a chair for Du Ze before casually greeting him, "Miss Xu, have you been waiting long?"

Xu Chunjiao finally shifted her gaze, glanced at Ashmery, and smiled: "Just arrived."

Ashmery smiled as always: "Ms. Xu, you must be exhausted from your journey."

These words, though seemingly full of concern, have the air of a hostess speaking to a subordinate.

Xu Chunjiao seemed completely oblivious: "It's not hard work, after all, I'm getting paid."

Seeing that the two were about to start fighting, Du Ze quickly said, "Please sit down."

Lawrence and Naomi didn't dare to breathe and obediently sat down.

But that didn't stop the two women from staring at each other, and a battle of gazes began.

Just then, someone at the next table suddenly reached out and pulled over the last chair.

The tense atmosphere suddenly dissipated, and everyone turned to look.

At the head of the round table next to him sat Johnny Flynn, whose stock had also recently skyrocketed.

According to the convention's standards, each invited member of the Green House can bring five people to participate, which means a total of six seats.

As a result, there were eight people on Flynn's side, including two children. The younger one was being held by someone, and the older one occupied a seat by himself, leaving one person without a seat.

The man saw an empty chair over there, so he reached out and dragged it over before sitting down as if nothing had happened.

Du Ze frowned, about to ask what the other party meant.

Lawrence jumped to his feet: "Woodfrog! Where did this savage come from? He took our chairs without even a word! Didn't your father teach you any manners?"

Having spent a long time with Du Ze, he has become highly skilled at this kind of powerful output, to the point where he can now utter vulgarities.

The man glanced back and saw Lawrence's aggressive demeanor. Instead of backing down, he said defiantly, "What are you yelling about? It's just one of your chairs. Nobody else is sitting on it, so what's wrong with giving it to us?"

Lawrence's face changed drastically, and without any restraint, he cursed, "Go to hell, you idiot! I'd rather throw it away than give it to you!"

The man also suddenly stood up, refusing to back down: "Who are you calling names?"

The next second, the two of them were kissing each other.

The staff noticed in time and quickly stopped the two, but they kept talking non-stop, exchanging insults.

This commotion quickly attracted public attention.

No one expected that such a fierce conflict would occur on such an important occasion; it was truly a rare sight.

Perhaps sensing the strange looks from the crowd, Flynn finally couldn't withstand the pressure and stopped them, saying, "Alright, Lailt, say no more and give the chairs back to them."

The man, looking annoyed, pushed the chair over.

Lawrence pulled a chair in front of him, pressing his point relentlessly: "This isn't a garbage dump; it doesn't produce people of such low character."

Flynn ignored Lawrence's incessant chatter and turned to look at Duze intently: "I don't know if the league has fallen into decadence, inviting all sorts of people to the Green Room, which has lowered the overall quality."

He didn't name names, but everyone knew who he was talking about.

Du Ze grinned, "Johnny, I agree with you. Some of these 'fake' guys are only 183cm tall but think they can reach the sky. But I'm sure they'll fail and become the 'fake' guys people talk about. I also think that kind of person shouldn't even be here."

His direct naming of names showed no attempt to avoid suspicion.

On the contrary, he seemed to have a broader perspective, unlike Flynn who was petty and didn't even dare to confront people directly.

I'm just not happy with you, so I'm going to call you out by name, what are you going to do about it?

Flynn's face turned pale, and he said harshly, "I'm waiting for our internet celebrity to teach me a lesson. I want to see who the fraud is."

They still didn't name names, continuing to make veiled accusations.

Du Ze has indeed become a sensation recently. His popularity has skyrocketed after a series of actions, and he truly deserves the title of "internet celebrity."

Du Ze sneered, "Then you just wait and see."

The two sides finally ceased hostilities.

The conflict started quickly and ended just as quickly.

The people at the other tables in the little green room had already unconsciously turned up their lips, watching with great interest.

No one expected that participating in the talent show would turn into a good show.

Is this considered a pre-drama warm-up program for the talent show?

Yes, it looks good...

I love watching...