Chapter 789 789 513 Poor Acting But Useful_2
Chapter 789 789 513 Poor Acting But Useful_2
?Chapter 789: Chapter 513 Poor Acting, But Useful_2 Chapter 789: Chapter 513 Poor Acting, But Useful_2 Simmons’s comment made Durant’s potentially PR-nightmare of a rant seem like just some trash talk off the court.
Trash talk, well, you can say anything, whether it’s greeting someone’s whole family like Miller Payton or insulting an opponent’s intelligence like Bird, and of course, there’s losing the game but not the mouth like Durant.
Doesn’t he seem more like a schoolboy though?
The ones who love to talk tough after a mistake are those rebellious teens with backpacks.
Although Durant’s adolescence had long ended, it didn’t stop some people from trying to mold him into a big boy with the naïve simplicity of a youth.
Durant finished the interview and walked back to the locker room with an indifferent expression.
He saw Yu Fei, but said nothing.
It seemed Yu Fei also had nothing to say about tonight’s game.
He accepted that his teammates played poorly because he also had his bad days.
This made Durant feel even more ironic about what had happened in the media room.
The master of the empire was as stable as Mount Tai, but his court jesters behind him were all freaking out.
After all, this season was crucial for Yu Fei’s ascension to the Greatest of All Time. If he defeated the Lakers, entered the finals, and won, it would essentially be five championships in five years, surpassing Jordan in terms of individual titles. Even if a few die-hard Jordan fans controversially debated it, he would become the recognized new GOAT.
So the court jesters were anxious. Such a great opportunity, if it were spoiled by his teammates, how frustrating would that be?
Durant couldn’t find equilibrium within himself.
He didn’t blame Yu Fei, but the longer this went on, the more he felt Yu Fei should bear the consequences of losing alone.
Because when the Supersonics won, not many praised their contribution, but rather a considerable number sang laurels to Yu Fei.
The sole empire.
It was Yu Fei’s empire alone.
If it was one man’s empire, wasn’t it fair to pin all the glory and sins on one person?
Durant was well aware of how dangerous his current thoughts were, a product of extreme negative emotions.
He didn’t speak, just as Yu Fei kept silent.
Tyronn Lue walked into the locker room and summed up tonight’s failure in one sentence, “I think we played well.”
The rest was consolation for the players.
“Even though we lost tonight, don’t forget, we’ve already taken away their home-court advantage,” Coach Lu logically said, “They didn’t win two home games. Next, we’ll aim for a 3-1 lead at home! Don’t get discouraged, guys, you all did brilliantly…”
Coach Lu called the players to stand and put their fists together, cheering loudly.
The night passed just like that, seemingly without anything else happening.
The only thing that sparked discussion was Yu Fei.
He didn’t return to the hotel with the team bus.
That’s because Christina Hendricks had given her current contact information to Yu Fei’s assistant, Lin Kaiwen.
After Lin Kaiwen passed it to Yu Fei, he took Christina out.
The old lovers reunited after a long time, and when Christina asked to see the tattoo on Yu Fei’s back, they rediscovered their old rhythm?.
?A lot of content was cut from the last chapter. The complete version will be posted in the group after finishing the finals.
The next day, what woke up Yu Fei was not years of habit nor an alarm clock, but a barrage of calls from Lin Kaiwen.
Due to last night’s activities, Yu Fei slept two extra hours, and by the time he picked up Lin Kaiwen’s calls, there was only half an hour left before the team’s assembly time.
“What happened?”
Christina uncovered part of the blanket, revealing a glimpse of spring light.
To a real woman, manners and demeanor are more seductive than appearance.
“We’re heading back to Seattle,” Yu Fei said.
Christina asked, “When is the next game?”
“In two days.”
Christina gave Yu Fei a sultry look that reminded him of the pleasure from the previous night, “Do you mind if I come to the game?”
“I don’t mind,” Yu Fei joked, “but Scarlett might.”
Christina wasn’t the kind of girl to get upset from a tease. The more Yu Fei said that, the more interested she became in making Scarlett “mind” her—the rabbit wanting a taste of nostalgia.
“I want a ticket for the family section,” Christina said softly.
“That can be arranged,” Yu Fei said, noting he was running late, and quickly said goodbye to Christina, “See you in Seattle.”
When Yu Fei left the hotel, he saw a lot of paparazzi.
Generally, although paparazzi would follow celebrities, there shouldn’t be this many.
So many paparazzi were enough to put him back on the gossip headlines.
Just recently, he’d been ambiguously linked with Scarlett on gossip news, and now he was caught spending the night in his ex-girlfriend’s hotel.
This indeed would stir some negative publicity, but spending a loss-night lighting up to soothe sorrows seems healthier than Jordan’s option of flying to Las Vegas to play cards all night.
In less than half a day, photos of Yu Fei intimately getting into the car with Christina and then entering the hotel together until they left the next morning spread across the internet.
As the mouthpiece for the Lakers, “Orange County Chronicle” commented, “Just how devastated was Frye to seek comfort from an ex-girlfriend? It’s well known that Frye does not get involved with the same woman twice. Could Christina Hendricks really be his muse?”
The most impressive was the “Seattle Times;” faced with such undeniable gossip, they still managed to spot the silver lining in Yu Fei.