Back in San Francisco, Chamberlain remembered that he hadn't been to St. Lawrence High School for a long time. What he was doing was a bit incompetent. He took Jackson's ride to school. Because of the transaction, both of them were in a very depressed mood.

When he arrived at the school gate, looking at the green ivy climbing on the yard wall, and listening to the cheerful cry of the children in the school, Chamberlain felt a little better. He invited Jackson and said, "Go to my office to sit? You will be in a much better mood when you are with your children."

Jackson smiled bitterly, and he shook his head and said, "Forget it, man, when I am in a bad mood, I don't want to go to school, but go to the nightclub to find a few girls to vent. By the way, brother, I haven't invited you to have fun after signing the contract."

As he said that, Jackson sighed and said with some regret: "Monta, Kelanna and the others are gone. I'll treat you next time when they come to play here."

The two waved goodbye, and Chamberlain walked into the school. The children ran out of the classroom just after class. Seeing that he was the eldest, he greeted him: "Principal, why are you here at school?"

Chamberlain couldn't help laughing. How incompetent the principal was, the students were surprised that they had arrived at the school.

He wanted to find someone to talk to, and there was a music room next to the football field. He called Taylor, but Taylor regretted that she had no classes in the past two days and had to come back on Thursday.

As soon as Chamberlain hung up the phone, the ringtone of his cell phone rang again. When he saw that it was Zhang Zilin's call, the latter asked him where he was and drove over to learn that he was at school. St. Lawrence Middle School is not far from the University of San Francisco, and it is only a twenty-minute drive away.

Zhang Zilin was wearing a women's casual clothes from the championship brand, wearing sports shoes on her feet, and her hair was tied into a ponytail and hung on her shoulders. As she walked, the ponytail was shaking, looking young. In addition, she was carrying a small backpack, and she didn't look like Miss World, but like a student.

Hearing Chamberlain's joke, she said for granted: "I am a student now, I am studying."

Chamberlain scratched his head and said, "I forgot about this. Are you a master's degree from the University of San Francisco now?"

Zhang Zilin said proudly: "It is definitely more than enough to be a principal in your primary school."

The speaker is unintentional and the listener is intentional. She joked with Chamberlain casually, but Chamberlain's eyes lit up and took it seriously: "Hey, baby, how about you come to my school to be the vice principal? Just be an intern, I will pay you a salary. At that time, you will have great power. I am the principal only on the name, and you will be your employee at that time."

Zhang Zilin wanted to refuse. She came to the United States to go to school this time to enjoy a relaxing campus time. She didn't care about money and power. If she wanted to make money, how could she come to the United States? Since she became Miss World, she has been unable to take out the catwalk contract. The film crew invited her to develop into the film and television industry. She didn't like the nervous and intrigue life, so she politely declined these invitations in the name of further study.

But looking at the expectation on Chamberlain's face, she nodded and said, "Okay, I can come to you as the vice principal, but do you have the final say?"

When Chamberlain heard Zhang Zilin agree, Chamberlain was overjoyed. Today, there was good news. Since Li Qun shook his hands, Chamberlain, the principal, was extremely painful. It would be great to have Zhang Zilin take the blame.

Seeing Chamberlain's expression change, Zhang Zilin smiled and shook her head, saying, "I watched your team's transaction in the morning. I was worried that you were in a bad mood, so I came to accompany you. It seems that I was worried about it. You seem to be in a good mood?"

After hearing this, Chamberlain was a little moved. No wonder Zhang Zilin suddenly called him. Thinking of Ellis and Belineri, Azubuke and the other two had already flew to the Denver Plateau. Chamberlain's mood suddenly became depressed. He smiled bitterly: "How can you be in a good mood at this time? But thank you, I've been in a much better mood after you come."

The two of them found a piece of grass and sat down. Zhang Zilin curled up her slender legs. She sighed softly: "I understand your feelings. In the past, I went to school at the Young Sport School, but later I had to transfer to school due to an ankle injury. It felt very uncomfortable to be separated from those friends at that time. I cried for a whole week."

"How can you still cry?" Chamberlain looked at Zhang Zilin suspiciously. In his heart, this confidante was just a tomboy. Can the woman who can fight against Winnie be a good fight? Winnie is not a tomboy, she is a female tyrant.

Zhang Zilin smiled and pushed him, and Chamberlain immediately avoided the reaction. As a result, Zhang Zilin couldn't hold back and fell into his arms. Her plump breasts were pressing against Chamberlain's lower abdomen, which made him taste the ecstasy feeling: Zhang Zilin was wearing a sportswear, and in order to make her feel comfortable, she seemed not wearing HRA, so Chamberlain's lower abdomen felt good.

Zhang Zilin's pretty face turned red, but she recovered from her freedom after getting up. Then she stared at Chamberlain fiercely and said, "If you take advantage of me again in the future, I will tell Li Qun and ask her to force you to kneel down on the keyboard."

Chamberlain was wronged and shouted, "When did I take advantage of you? You almost fell down accidentally, but I kindly used my body to serve you as a mat. If you don't thank me, why would you beat me back?"

Zhang Zilin shook her hand and proudly raised her round chin and said, "I'm just turning the tables. What can you do? By the way, you used your idiom wrong. It's not turning the tables or turning the tables. If you can't speak Mandarin, you use English. It just so happens that I'm practicing English recently."

Very domineering.

Chamberlain felt much better while fighting like this, no longer so sentimental. Zhang Zilin nodded and said with satisfaction: "Yes, that should be like this, it's just a temporary separation. Aren't you still good brothers? Look a little more, your expression just now doesn't look like a man. By the way, Allen Iverson is coming to your team. Aren't you guys all his fans when you were young? You should be happy."

Chamberlain said sadly: "Of course I'm happy, but I have a good relationship with Ellis and Azubuk. The fuck I'm in a very conflicted mood now. What words are better to describe it?"

Zhang Zilin looked at him in confusion and added: "It hurts and is happy?"

Chamberlain blinked, then laughed humbly, and he said ambiguously: "It hurts and is happy? You really know how to use words. Isn't it okay to just say the feeling when you just say it out?"

This time, Zhang Zilin clenched her pink fists and started practicing boxing on Chamberlain.

When Ellis, Curry and others landed on the Denver Plateau, Iverson also arrived at San Francisco International Airport. Chamberlain and a group of Warriors players were waiting in the parking lot in advance to prepare for picking up the plane. There were a large number of fans waiting outside the airport, especially young fans. Their best youth ended with Iverson's gorgeous style. Now that Iverson comes to the Warriors, these guys are naturally happy.

Iverson's influence on fans is extremely powerful among the current players. Now, when young people play, especially on the streets, many people can tell that he is imitating Iverson's actions just by dribbling, but few people imitate Kobe, LeBron, Wade, etc., even if they are more famous than Iverson now.

Iverson's movements are full of iconicity, and every move can be seen that other people's movements do not have this characteristic. Of course, many people will use Kobe as an example after being arrested for prostitution: "I'm not strong jIAN." Sometimes Howard will also be shot: "I'm not prostitute, I'm here to save their souls.

When the flight landed, Iverson walked out of the VIP passage accompanied by bodyguards, waved to the fans while appearing, and the fans responded to him with screams:

“AI, we love you”

"Welcome to San Francisco, AI, prepare to win your first championship"

"I wish you a lifetime of San Francisco, and we will accompany you through the last days of your career"

"The answer will last forever, we will love you forever"

When Chamberlain and others saw Iverson, he immediately took someone up and gave a bear hug.

Iverson is always so stylish, with his haircut that is an iconic ground ditch. He is wearing a wide hip-hop casual outfit, a big gold chain hanging around his neck, and a baseball cap in one hand. When he walks, he looks like the wind blowing willows, shaking and chic.

Chamberlain hugged Iverson hard and patted his back and said, "Welcome to be a San Francisco man, Warriors."

Iverson shouted: "Hey, man, pay attention to my hairstyle, don't mess up my hairstyle haha, I've been looking forward to this day long. After the last game last season, the Nuggets guys asked me where I wanted to go, and I told them straight and openly that I'm going to San Francisco, only there is a possibility of winning the championship."

In order to get Iverson and Anthony from the 76ers to form a golden double gun, the Nuggets paid a huge price, and there was a trade veto: if Iverson disagrees, their deal would not be established. In other words, if Iverson disagrees, the Nuggets should not send him away before the contract ends.

Jackson laughed and said, "Your choice is correct. Although many people are not optimistic about us, I want to say that the championship this season belongs to the Golden State Warriors."

The fans heard Jackson's loud voice and shouted excitedly: "Victory belongs to the San Francisco Championship belongs to the San Francisco Triumph belongs to the San Francisco"

Many reporters also came to the scene. Iverson wanted to go to the parking lot, but the reporters were surrounded and some people asked loudly: "The answer, what will you bring to this city after you come to the Warriors? What kind of status promise did the Warriors give you? Captain? Core?"

This is not the press conference. Iverson does not need to answer the reporter's questions, but the question raised by this reporter is still quite sharp. Many people are concerned about this issue because the Nuggets were selling Iverson before, who is willing to accept the deal, but requires starting and core position, which makes many teams live in hopes of being in the hope of being a success.

The teams in big cities are strong, and Iverson is signed to strengthen the depth of the lineup. Their teams are all dominated by the boss. How could they ruin the team's careful equipment for an old guy who is entering the end of his career? The teams in small cities are willing to accept Iverson as the boss, and their starting position is no problem, but Iverson's salary of 21 million US dollars makes these people afraid.

Iverson stopped and looked at the many reporters calmly. He smiled and said, "I am willing to devote everything I have now to this city, bring my playoff experience and many years of game experience to every little brother I have. I understand what you mean. I am no longer young, but I am not old enough to move. I will help the team win more victory."

He paused and said, "I came to the Warriors and didn't get any promises. Mr. Nelson and Mr. Richard didn't even guarantee that I would get the starting position, but that's OK, because I'm here to win the championship, and the championship I want is here. The core of this team is the boss. No matter who comes, this is a reality that will not change. If someone wants to see me, the Warriors will compete for power or fight for the right to take action, he will definitely be disappointed."
Chapter completed!