Christian Letterner, the former king of NCAA, once used his perfect performance to press the popular Michigan Five Tigers under his body. He is the idol of all college stars who play in NCAA. After entering NBA, he did not achieve his due achievements for various reasons, which made him frequently wander in multiple teams, so that he has countless friends in the entire league, whether it is superstars or role players, he can basically speak. He asked him to find a few players as a coach, and there would be no problem at all.

I quickly parked the car on the side of the road, took out the phone, and called Christian Leitner.

"Hello, Christian, are you in better health?" I greeted Christian Leitner on the other side of the phone in a very pleasant voice as much as possible.

"I'm! Dear Kwame, you're so proud recently! I've watched your advertisements several times every day on TV. It seems that your advertisements are far superior to those of the big shark O'Neal, haha..." Christian Letterner's voice seemed to be filled with a little envy and jealousy.

"Haha..." I laughed awkwardly and quickly explained: "This is all done by my father-in-law. You should know that my father-in-law is famous for advertising. As long as he has the opportunity to promote the Trump Group, he will never let it go. I was exhausted by him all day long. In order to shoot advertisements, I haven't conducted systematic training for a long time, and my body has grown fat! If this continues, I believe I will really become a parallel product next season!"

"Haha..." Christian Letterner laughed loudly: "You are really good at joking. If you become a parallel person, you will not let us live. Besides, even if you become a parallel person, you will not starve you to death. If a financial genius goes to Wall Street to make a living, he will definitely get a higher salary than you play, ha..." Christian Letterner continued to laugh.

I was about to continue to be modest, but Bill Ranbir behind me patted my shoulder and said, "Where did you come from so much nonsense? Hurry up and talk about serious matters!"

I quickly said to the microphone: "Christian. I need your help now, and I need you to help me find more than a dozen people to help me train..."

"How many people?" A surprised voice came from the other side of the phone.

"A dozen!" I repeated it again.

"What do you want so many people to do? Do you want to form a basketball team?" Christian Letterner asked in surprise from the other side of the phone.

"No, I just train. Train the passing! Bill Ranbill has developed a training plan for me, a training plan for training passing. He needs to find that feeling in actual combat, so I need your help..." I continued to explain.

"Bill Ranbill? Are you looking for that bastard Ranbill to be a personal trainer? Are you crazy?! You have to know..." Christian Letterner roared on the other end of the phone so loud that the whole car could hear it very clearly.

Bill Ranbill patted me on the shoulder again and reached out to signal me to hand over the basketball to him.

Looking at Bill Ranbir's cold gaze, I couldn't help but hand the phone to Bill Ranbir's hands.

"hello, Mr. Leitner, I'm Bill Ranbill, the bastard you just mentioned. Ha..." Bill Ranbill's face was weird, but obviously he enjoyed this weird feeling.

I can imagine Christian Letterner's expression now, and I can think that Christian Letterner's heart must be more disgusting than eating the green-headed fly, but now he faces the ancestor of the villain Bill Ranbir, and can only accept the disadvantage.

"Ah...I...Ah...Mr. Ranbir, it's really a pleasure to hear your voice. How are you doing recently? Kwame just said that you have developed a training plan for Kwame that helps pass. This training plan requires more than a dozen people. What kind of training plan is this..." Christian Letterner first whispered for a while, and then immediately changed the topic tactfully.

"Haha..." Bill Ranbir was obviously very happy that he still had such a deterrent force now. He laughed a few times and then patiently analyzed his training plan: "This is how I prepare the training plan..."

"This is a very bold attempt. If it succeeds, Kwame is likely to become a super great man who has never been known and has never been here. How do you feel?" Bill Ranbir asked after explaining the training plan.

"I'm! This is a landmark initiative, but letting more than a dozen NBA players play for Kwame Brown's training plan give up their wonderful vacation and give up their own training plan. This is really not very realistic. I don't think we can find these dozen people from playing stars..."

"If it is so easy to find, why should I look for you? You should think of a solution quickly. You have been in NBA for so many years and are so popular. It is impossible for you to find more than a dozen people. If you really can't find people, you can use NCAA people to make up the numbers. You are so familiar with NCAA, hurry up! This glorious and great task will be handed over to you!" Bill Ranbir said in an unquestionable tone.

"Okay! OK! I'll try my best to find it. It's really not possible. I'll look for NCAA players for a while. I think they'll be more willing. They also want to get guidance from superstars like Bill Ranbill." Christian Letterner praised Bill Ranbill and asked again:

"By the way! Where are you going to plan your training plan?"

Bill Ranbill stretched his head and asked me again, "Christian asked you where is the training schedule?"

Where is the arrangement? In New York, where every inch of land is valuable, housing and training for more than a dozen people will obviously be a considerable expense. If training is arranged in my home in Washington, it will be a big hit. My new Tulip Villa has enough rooms, and there are several basketball training grounds. As for fitness equipment, they are all ready-made. It is simply unreasonable not to arrange it in my home in Washington, I blurted out without hesitation:

"Washington, my home..."

"Okay! Wait for my news, I'm the last question, when will you go back to Washington? The training plan will start from that day?"

Bill Ranbill recounted the question to me, and I said without hesitation: "We will go back to Washington tomorrow, and the training plan starts with you finding someone."

"Okay! Wait for my phone call."

.....

Although it is difficult to find a player in the NBA. However, with Christian Letterner leaving a huge reputation in NCAA, I think Christian Letterner will definitely help me find enough sparring skills.

Early the next morning, I asked Mr. Donald Trump to send someone to drive me, Ivanka Trump and Bill Ranbir to drive to the airport to take the first flight in the morning.

At the boarding inspection office, the beautiful prosecutor in uniform asked me to raise my hand and search my whole body with a scanner, from front to back, from head to toe, carefully checking, but I seemed to feel that she had a little time to check, and the beautiful prosecutor had repeatedly rubbed my key parts, which seemed to be intentional, which made little Kwame Brown a little excited.

"Is there any problem?" I finally couldn't help but lower my head and asked the inspector.

"No! No problem! Great Mr. Center!" The inspector looked up and smiled charmingly at me.

"Then can I get down?" I continued to ask.

"Can you answer my question before you come down?" The inspector looked at me like a discharge. It was obvious that she had recognized me and knew that I was the famous Kwame Brown.

"What's the problem?" I frowned gently.

"How long is your dick?" The inspector smiled sly.

I was so hungry that I was not scared to death. I looked up at Ivanka who was packing his luggage not far away in front of me. I found that he did not notice the abnormal situation on my side. I quickly lowered my head and said to the tall inspector lady: "This question is boring, isn't it?"

"Yesterday, Paris said that your dick was 25 cm long when it became hard. Is it true?" The inspector said, staring at me without blushing, his face and his heart was not beating.

"Paris Paris Hilton? When did she say it?" I asked in surprise.

"I said yesterday that she got drunk at Dudu Bar. Now I know about the whole of New York! Maybe it won't take long. The whole of the United States will know! Because he made the front page of "The Lover of New York"!"

"Ah?!!" I was shocked. I didn't know what kind of newspaper "The New York Lovers" was, but no matter what kind of newspaper it was, its front-page headlines would definitely attract the attention of many people, especially the famous people's **.

"Is there any?" the inspector continued to ask.

I glared at the inspector fiercely and said angrily: "Then you have to try it!"

The inspector gently covered the cherry mouth with his red lips with his hands and said, "My phone is *******. I'll call me next time I come to New York. I want to try it myself..."

....

I finally walked down from the inspection table, and after I walked down, I was already sweating profusely. Although there was enough air conditioning in the waiting room.

I packed my luggage and walked out to the inspection place in a little embarrassed manner. Ivanka? Seeing that I looked a little wrong, Trump hurriedly asked me what had happened.

What has happened can't be hidden. Besides, Ivanka Trump used to know about Paris Hilton and I. I quickly told Ivanka Trump about this, hoping that she could forgive me for being romantic and unruly.

Ivanka Trump was very calm when he heard this, not as angry as I imagined. She stretched out her head and looked behind me, and found that Bill Ranbill was undergoing examination and did not keep up. Slowly, very rationally said: "This is the news released by my father Donald Trump. "New York Lover is a newspaper owned by Trump."

I opened my mouth wide and looked at the woman in front of me in surprise. I didn't know what to say.

"Why?" I murmured.

"You ask Bill Ranbir to be a personal trainer and will become the enemy of the entire NBA. At this time, bringing your gossip news to the front page will dilute people's hostility to you..."

"Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

"I only found out this morning, but you were always with Bill Ranbir this morning, even going to the bathroom together. How can I tell you!" Ivanka Trump's voice was filled with resentment.

I was about to speak when suddenly Bill Ranbir's voice came from behind me: "Okay, let's go!"

Bill Ranbir came over with his luggage. I quickly changed into a smile and gently hugged Ivanka Trump and walked towards the boarding office... (To be continued...)

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