Chapter 791 791 514 Before Naming This Era
Chapter 791 791 514 Before Naming This Era
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“I suddenly feel like you really belong with Marvel,” Yu Fei exclaimed.
That day, after training had ended, Yu Fei and Roy had dinner together.
Roy was slicing his steak, and he had a peculiar habit unknown to many: he liked to cut large pieces of beef into triangles, squares, and rectangles. Moreover, the last piece he cut had to be a square, or he wouldn’t eat it at all.
As Roy focused on cutting his steak, he heard Yu Fei’s comment and couldn’t help but ask, “You know I’m not interested in superhero movies. I’ve always thought the popularity of superhero movies is a regression in audience taste. But I still want to know why you would say that.”
“Because people like you who start acting like a fool in public without any warning are perfect for appearing in Marvel movies,” Yu Fei teased. “Every one of our Marvel films is made up of protagonists like you.”
“Indeed,” Roy didn’t take any offense to Yu Fei’s sarcasm; instead, he began to criticize Iron Man’s plot, “Do you know why I hate Marvel? How can someone like Tony Stark, who travels the world selling weapons, suddenly want to become a superhero and protect the world just because he did something good?”
Yu Fei retorted with a sneer, “Like you don’t greet me and just pretend to make a comeback on the practice court to force me to speak my mind?”
“Honestly,” Roy said seriously, just like a movie hero, “I think my motivation for doing that is much nobler than Tony Stark’s reasons for becoming a superhero. If you hadn’t cooperated with me, I was ready to join the 5-on-5 practice injured.”
“So, you also fantasized about playing outstandingly in practice with a limp leg, and then officially returning to the game tomorrow night like Willis Reed did decades ago to lead the team to crush the Lakers?”
Yu Fei asked jokingly.
Roy laughed at himself, what a beautiful dream it was.
“A little,” Roy replied with a suppressed grin, “but I hadn’t thought that much about it.”
“Idiot!” Yu Fei, struggling to cut a heart-shaped piece of steak, pointed at Roy and said, “If you’re going to dream, dream about something that could never happen in reality!”
That earned him a rolling of the eyes from Roy.
“What can I say, you always talk down from your high throne like you’re the lord of the empire,” Roy asked, “Seriously though, do you have any friends on the team besides me?”
Yu Fei was just about to answer.
Roy added quickly, “Besides Kwame and Jermaine, anyone else?”
“Chris,” Yu Fei said, “He chose Seattle because of me.”
“Also DJ and Jo, I helped them get some endorsements in China,” Yu Fei calmly recounted the relationships bound more by interest than friendship, “They’re over the moon with gratitude. We might not be friends in the way you’re thinking, but they’re more reliable than friends.”
Including Roy, Yu Fei had at least six trustworthy people on the SuperSonics.
That kind of social network was no problem at all.
But in Roy’s eyes, Yu Fei’s status was different.
“What about those who are neither your friends nor grateful to you, what do you plan to do about them?” Roy posed a real question.
Certainly, those close to Yu Fei could accept becoming vassals in his empire; even if the glory was all on Yu Fei, they wouldn’t complain. But there were others who both recognized the concept of the empire and felt they were an integral part of it.
For instance, people like Kevin Durant.
He couldn’t possibly feel grateful to Yu Fei. He wouldn’t consider hitching a ride on a championship bandwagon like the SuperSonics early in his career a rare stroke of fortune; they believe they are an important component of the championship.
This is the divergence in perspective caused by a different interpretation of the issue.
Those who are committed to elevating Yu Fei above all others insist on this concept because Yu Fei brought success to the teams he played for.
Aside from the Wizards who traded Yu Fei after his rookie season, Yu Fei’s achievements in Milwaukee and Seattle convinced people that wherever he went, championships followed.
As for the teammates, the media wouldn’t say they were unimportant, but they’re all replaceable.
This is basically the standard for evaluating a pantheon-level superstar.
Although the supporting cast provided a lot of help, without Yu Fei, it’s all moot. Swap out Yu Fei for another set of similarly skilled teammates, and the championship would still be within easy reach.
Such a concept, to the Durants of the world who are desperately seeking recognition, is like a shattered crystal ball, smashing the reality they perceived.
Hence the situation where the occasional poor performance by Yu Fei in a game is ignored by the media, because nobody can be in top form forever.
But the poor performances of Yu Fei’s teammates are scrutinized closely.
Just like last night, Yu Fei seemed to put in his all, but due to his teammates’ poor performance, they lost the game. This provoked a storm of public opinion from Yu Fei’s vast fanbase, the media and journalists supporting Yu Fei, all rolling towards those useless teammates.
The classic scenario was born: Big Fei did his best, teammates CBA.
That was why Roy staged today’s scene.
He didn’t expect to solve the problem all at once, but keeping silent wasn’t going to fix anything.
Better to force Yu Fei to voice his thoughts than to watch them consume each other mentally. That way, Roy would feel relieved first.
If Yu Fei felt relieved, there was hope for the game. As for the Durants who got hurt in the process, they weren’t in Roy’s consideration at the moment.
So that was the question.
What do you plan to do about those who don’t appreciate you?
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