Entertainment: Starting as a Succubus, Taking Hollywood by Storm

Chapter 60: Chapter 60



"Wow, what did I just see?"

"Martin wants to have a bullfight with Kobe?"

"With Kobe's personality, he will definitely not let this go. Is he planning to make our little genius go home crying?" Barkley was no longer in a hurry to let Martin sing and watched with interest as Martin and Kobe walked onto the court.

Smith, his old partner on the side, continued, "Kobe's way of treating fans is really special. I hope Martin does not hate basketball. Even O'Neal couldn't care less about being funny. He walked up to Kobe and asked quietly, 'Are you serious?'"

"Of course! This is a benefit I give to my little fans, which is pretty good!" Kobe didn't understand why O'Neal looked like that.

O'Neal's mouth twitched. "Pretty good? Welfare?"

Kobe's brain is really different from normal people.

He knew that with Kobe's stubborn character, he couldn't persuade him, so he could only do his best to listen to fate and said, "Put some water in it; don't take it too seriously!" Kobe was stunned.

"Why? This is so disrespectful."

"No, haven't you ever thought about how Martin would feel when he lost to you? How desperate would he be?"

"Isn't it right to lose to me? Why should he despair? He is just a child."

"Yes, he is just a child. If you score a goal with a bang, wouldn't he be desperate?"

"No way?" Kobe looked puzzled. "When I was a kid, I loved playing with top players. If I lost, I would keep playing until one day I beat them."

Bang!

O'Neal slapped his forehead, almost despairing of Kobe's emotional intelligence.

But there was a twist.

After Kobe thought for a while, he said, "But Martin is different from me. He has never practiced basketball, and his physical fitness is definitely not as good as mine was when I was a kid. I really couldn't give my all."

"This is right!"

O'Neal just breathed a sigh of relief when he heard Kobe say again:

"Then I will only show 60% of my level!"

O'Neal: "..."

It's hopeless. This guy's emotional intelligence is hopeless. Can't he let the two of them in on it?

"Can we start now, Kobe?"

Martin's voice sounded. He was originally wearing jerseys and shorts to watch the game today; he only needed to take off his jacket.

O'Neal thought with compassion, this kid doesn't know what he is about to experience. What a poor little guy!

O'Neal looked at Martin and saw that he was wearing Kobe's No. 8 purple and gold jersey. He stood tall on the court, grabbing the ball with one hand and holding it up.

Wait, grabbing the ball with one hand?!

O'Neal had a surprised look on his face. They were astonished.

Also surprised were the on-site commentators Barkley and Smith, as well as the basketball-savvy spectators watching the game.

Catching the ball with one hand is no simple matter; it requires the size of the palm and the strength of the fingers. Many NBA players can't do that.

Barkley: "This kid has such big hands!"

Smith: "Unbelievable!"

O'Neal looked at Martin, then at Kobe, and suddenly smiled evilly. "Hehe, Kobe, this kid's hands are bigger than yours!"

You know, a pair of small hands is a sore spot for Kobe. He can imitate Jordan in everything, but he can't imitate Jordan's one-handed holding of the ball, while Carter's cousin (T-Mac) imitates it very well!

"Huh, playing basketball is not about being cool!"

Kobe's arrogant character resurfaced, and he silently changed his preparation from 60% to 70%.

Martin passed the ball to Kobe and gestured to come over, which caused many girls in the audience to scream. At this time, the Lakers and Timberwolves players in the lounge also received the news that Kobe was going to have a bullfight with Hollywood talent. They all ran out of the locker room excitedly and stood on the sidelines to watch.

Kevin Garnett, holding his chest and fearing that the world would be in chaos, cheered for Martin: "Martin, kill that bastard Kobe!" O'Neal was afraid that Martin would really cry when Kobe beat him on the spot, so he reminded him, "Martin, don't take it too seriously; it's just a game."

Martin patted O'Neal's back. "Thanks, Shaq!"

Soon, only Martin and Kobe were left on the court.

TNT's ratings were skyrocketing.

"Hey, Jessica, watch TV! Martin and Kobe are having a bullfight. What? You're still filming? Didn't you finish your movie?"

Jessica looked at the thin director. This guy was giving a role to the leading actor. It was her turn to take the next shot.

"Damn it, I don't care! If I get scolded, I'll get scolded. At worst, I won't make this crappy movie."

To be honest, Jessica had despaired of these independent films.

The last movie she starred in, "Dark Night in the Lower South," was never released. The director said it would be used for awards, but it was never published. It was probably just another filler for the video tape market. She quickly walked into the rest area, where there was a small TV for the staff to watch during breaks.

She turned it on and tuned to TNT Sports. Sure enough, she saw Martin and Kobe standing on the court.

"You first!" Kobe threw the ball to Martin.

Jack Nicholson on the sidelines said to Martin with a smirk, "Boy, don't go back to your mother crying later!"

As a big name in the entertainment industry and a die-hard fan of Kobe Bryant, Jack Nicholson didn't care about Martin's mood!

This guy was a gangster when he was a child but changed when he got older. From a gangster to an old man, he enjoyed "bullying" young people with pranks.

He and Marlon Brando were a famous pair of troublemakers in Hollywood.

By the way, this guy and Meryl Streep are semi-public bed partners in Hollywood, and Meryl has already married. Even though they were married, they still kept in touch.

While filming "The Departed," Meryl went to visit the crew. Many people saw her getting into Jack Nicholson's RV and staying there for more than an hour. During this time, the RV was regularly bumping.

Martin dismissed the threat of the fat old man and turned around, replying, "Really, as a madman and a clown, I have reservations about your words."

Jack Nicholson laughed, sat down, and said nothing more.

Martin's retort mentioned two of Jack Nicholson's most proud movie roles— the fake lunatic in "One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest" and the Joker in "Batman."

This made him feel some affection for this boy.

This is the mark of high emotional intelligence.

Martin looked at Kobe and suddenly smiled, "Here I come!"

Bang!

The basketball hit the floor, bounced quickly, and passed under Martin's legs, followed by a sharp kick.

Kobe's gaze was sharp; he could tell with just one movement that this kid was a master, but—why were his movements so familiar?

Barkley: "Martin moved! He is not a rookie. His passing moves are very skillful. He has a, uh, Kobe feel!"

Smith laughed: "Yes, Martin's left side quickly changed direction with his legs. He really looks like Kobe."

Garnett on the sidelines was surprised: "This kid is very good, very fast, and very skilled in dribbling. This level can be rated as five stars in high school, right? How old is he?"

O'Neal, standing next to him, said proudly: "Awesome, he is my fan!"

Garnett rolled his eyes. "Did you think I wasn't watching TV in the lounge?"

Kobe stopped Martin with a sideways move but was shaken by Martin's feint, causing him to hesitate a little.

Bang!

Martin rushed into the penalty area like a bolt of lightning, leaped high, held the ball with one hand, and smashed it against the basket. Boom!

The whole stadium roared like a volcano erupting.

People were cheering loudly for Martin's dunk, and countless hot emotions poured into Martin's body.

Martin was now just over 1.6 meters tall, which is not considered tall among junior high school students.

There are very few people in the entire history of the NBA who can complete dunks at such a height. This requires strong jumping ability and explosive power.

The astonishing jumping height and violent tomahawk slam dunk brought a visual impact that would make Staples Stadium explode!


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