Chapter 287 More than just basketball! A new task for the system!
Chapter 287 More than just basketball! A new task for the system!
In the end, this much-anticipated Christmas battle with full expectations was fixed at 121:99. The Celtics beat the New York Knicks by 21 points, the first collision between the Galaxy records. It ended with a victory for the Celtics.
Just as Lin Long was about to leave the tunnel with a smile on his face to attend the post-match press conference, Spike Lee stood up again and shouted: "Damn it! Lin, don't be complacent! Michael is just not in good shape today! Next time We will definitely smash you!
Originally won the game, Lin Long was too lazy to carry on such a pointless war of words, and wanted to end it quickly and try the New York super nightclub culture that Barkley was blowing.
It was just that before he had time to turn around, the system that had not been moving for a long time suddenly flashed again, and a new task was released.
"Make a movie that convinces Spike Lee."
Lin Long couldn't help but stop, this is the first time to release a mission that has nothing to do with the NBA!
This system is probably really the same as what Lin Long thought, and some directions are not developed.
The ability of basketball is likely to be only a primary authority!
Lin Long rolled his eyes and immediately waved his hands: "Instead of worrying about this, you should make a good movie, your shit-like stuff is an insult to the movie 31! 39
"What did you say?" Spike Lee angrily threw away the popcorn in his hand.
I can bear it for basketball, but not when you insult my movie!
Spike Lee scolded: "Do you know what a movie is, kid? Do you know what a filming technique is? Do you know what the Cannes Film Festival is? You are the only one who deserves to talk about my movie?
"If you can talk about my basketball, then I can talk about your movies." Lin Long paused and continued: "Especially, isn't it just filming? I can too! But if you play basketball, you I'm afraid I have to explain my old life here.
"Oh? Really?" Spike Lee laughed angrily: "Then you shoot one, you shoot one to let me know what the art of a movie is? You think a movie is just a few poses in front of the screen to read How many lines? Boy! The movie is more complicated than you think!
"I've seen countless people who think they have a story and want to be a director and want to make a movie. But it turns out that these people are fucking self-righteous idiots! If you feel like you can make a film If something goes wrong, you are wrong!"
"We can give it a try, it might be a little hard to make a name for yourself in film history, but if the goal is to outperform the stuff you make, it's easy and casual.
Lin Long shrugged and continued to speak in the most indifferent and most irritating tone.
"Okay, good! Good boy, you can go and shoot, I'll wait to see what you can shoot!" Spike Lee was so angry that he was speechless.
Spike now feels like someone who doesn't even know how to play or kick a basketball suddenly provokes Lin Long by saying that he doesn't know how to play, and whoever it is, will be furious.
"Then you have to bet something." Lin Long looked at Spike Lee with a smile.
"Bet! Of course I have to bet!" Spike Li gasped and scolded: "I have won the Best Foreign Language Film Award at Cannes and an Oscar nomination! Since you are better than me. 35
"Then, if you can get the shortlist for any of the three major European film festivals or the Oscars, even if I lose! If I lose, any game you play in New York in the future, whether it is the playoffs , Or the regular season, I'm all wearing your jersey, your brand shoes, holding a sign with your name on it, cheering you on, how about being your most loyal fan?"
"It's a deal!" Lin Long smiled and gave Spike Lee a high-five, turning around and entering the player tunnel.
"Lin! Do you really know how to make movies? That's Spike Lee!" Billups, who had been listening to the conversation between the two, was ready to give Spike Lee a shot from behind if he did, and chased after him. asked with confidence.
"What if you lose.
Lin Long said indifferently: "You didn't realize that I only said what to do if he lost, but didn't say what to do if I lost?"
After Lin Long finished speaking, he strode towards the press conference site.
He also mentioned this matter well at the press conference, let the matter ferment thoroughly, and expanded his influence, lest when Spike Lee really turned his face and refused to recognize anyone, he just wanted to be shameless and insisted. Lin Long's film failed.
Billups stood blankly behind Lin Long, looking at his back and couldn't help showing a thumbs up:
"You bastard's heart is so dirty that even Satan hates it!
At the press conference, after a series of questions related to the game, a reporter asked: "Lin, we noticed what you said to Director Spike after the game, is it convenient for you to disclose it?
Lin Long secretly said that he finally waited for you, and immediately smiled and said:
"It's just a little joke among friends, Mr. Spike said that I don't understand movies, but I think I do understand, and I have always had great enthusiasm and longing for movies, maybe this is a very good opportunity. So made a small bet with me, Mr. Spike Lee, to make a movie to see it."
"Then may I ask what you want to shoot?"
"Confidentiality! The movie is like an NBA game. If you know the results and the plot synopsis from the beginning, you will lose half of the fun! But I promise you will not be disappointed. I am very confident that we will shoot a film. A shocking movie!
After dealing with reporters for a while, Lin Long finally ended the press conference and hurried to the locker room.
He just pushed open the locker room door.
Sure enough, Barkley and the others had already changed their clothes, looked at Lin Long impatiently and said, "Hurry up! You have 5 minutes to take a shower and change your clothes! We'll set off immediately, and Mr. Barkley will let you know today. What is a world-class strip club and a world-class stripper! 35
"Ouch! Charles! Charles! Charles!
Bowen, Big Ben, Billups and others shouted exaggeratedly. Obviously, Barkley promised to treat again.
"Don't call me by my name, thank you Patrick! We come to New York, and of course he pays! That's the rule!"
"He didn't treat us when we came last year!99
Billups screamed in dissatisfaction, clearly indignant to experience the beauty of New York a year later.
"That's because Uncle Charles isn't here! What kind of rank and age are you? Of course Patrick doesn't bother to pay attention to you!"
A few minutes later, Lin Long and the Celtics team left the arena en masse, waiting for Ewing's car on the side of a road.
Billups, this coquettish guy, heard that he wanted to go out to play. He wore the thinnest clothes. In December, the temperature was below zero. He only wore a thin windbreaker.
At this point, Billups shivered and said, "We just crushed them, Patrick won't let our pigeons go.
"Bullshit! We have been in a relationship for more than ten years. I used to beat him so violently before, but he never let go of my pigeons." Barkley roared unhappily, as if Billups' questioning was the biggest insult to him.
Unfortunately, Barkley's phone rang before he finished speaking. It was Ewing calling.
"Look! Patrick's here!" Buck snorted and answered the phone on the speakerphone in order to show his status: "Hey Patrick, why haven't you arrived yet, my brothers and I are waiting for you? .39
"I'm sorry Charles, I can't accompany you tonight, Michael lost the game and was furious. Now our whole team has to go back to the training hall to watch the video replay. Next time, next time I come to New York, I will definitely double compensation for you. 39
As soon as Ewing finished speaking, Jordan's angry voice came from the speaker: "Patrick! Who are you calling? If you want to go home tonight, come and watch the game for me! You vote tonight. 9 goals conceded and 3 turnovers! We're going to see what's wrong!
When Barkley wanted to speak again, Ewing hurriedly hung up the phone without giving him any chance to speak again.
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