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Chapter 811 811 519 Not a Follower_3
Chapter 811 811 519 Not a Follower_3
?Chapter 811: Chapter 519: Not a Follower_3 Chapter 811: Chapter 519: Not a Follower_3 James looked at him puzzled, “The lunatic outside the hotel?”
“Didn’t you hear?” Artest mimicked the lunatics’ shout, “They were holding up Frye’s poster, screaming ‘Save our SuperSonics,’ they could do this all day long. It is really strange, why hasn’t anyone charged them with disturbing the peace?”
James looked at Artest as if he were looking at someone with a mental disability.
The hotel they stayed in was one of the best in the world, and its soundproofing needed no further mention.
How could Kobe possibly have been disturbed from sleep that he had to train early? That was merely an excuse.
James had heard that Kobe used to leave his room at three thirty in the morning for training during the Dream Team period, where he encountered Fei and others in the elevator, who had been out partying all night and were just about to return to the hotel to rest.
This incident was considered by James as proof of Fei’s lack of discipline.
Kobe didn’t greet James directly but slowly turned around after completing a set of exercises.
Many people thought Kobe liked to put on airs. Those who trained hard never bragged about their efforts, yet Kobe had many stories to tell about training in the early morning.
James was unimpressed; he believed training should always be scientific, Training early in the morning? Only lunatics would do that.
“LeBron, did you watch TV?”
Kobe asked.
“Not yet,” said James.
“Good,” Kobe said, “Don’t watch TV, and don’t watch the news either.”
James asked, “What happened?”
“Nothing,” Kobe responded as if James had not been cyberbullied, “Such things can only distract you.”
James had already guessed, “Is it because of my performance last night?”
“Last night is over,” Kobe said, “We can’t dwell on things we can’t change.”
Though true, James suddenly wanted to know if Kobe, who had also played poorly last night, had attracted global hatred like he did.
He didn’t wish bad things upon Kobe.
He simply thought, if the world already considered him Kobe’s deputy, shouldn’t Kobe, the main man, be held responsible for the failures?
Because of “The Decision,” the Lakers Team now is the Evil Empire, and Kobe is the lord of the Evil Empire, why is the world so lenient towards the lord of the Evil Empire?
“I know, I will focus on the present,” James said, “I won’t dwell on those things that can’t be changed.”
“Right, that’s the way to do it,” Kobe was doing something he had never done before — playing a good big brother.
Only, he had never wondered if his approach was flawed.
“LeBron, you are still young and haven’t experienced many things,” a familiar glow suddenly appeared on Kobe, making James feel a sense of déjà vu, “I will help you get through the hardships. We will defeat Seattle.”
The number 44 from years ago and the current number 24 merged, but James had already decided not to be anyone’s underling.
Artest didn’t quite understand the relationship between Kobe and James. He didn’t have the habit of training in the morning. It’s only that Kobe considered his restriction on Durant could be critical in the playoff series, so he was more attentive to him.
But the problem was, outside of work hours, he found it hard to keep his attention on basketball.
He remembered those Seattleites yelling “Save our SuperSonics.” Should he say it or not, that poster they used was very cool, the moment Frye snubbed LeBron had an air of ruling the world.
He wished LeBron would see that poster. He had long wanted to tell LeBron that that was how A KING should look. A real king doesn’t need to constantly talk about it.
But he didn’t have the guts to say it. However, if LeBron were to play as poorly as he did last night, he might not be able to hold back anymore.
If the second and third in the league teaming up can’t beat the first, is there any chance of turning things around?
Even those who initially thought that the championship was within easy reach and hence joined on the favorable wind might find themselves nailed to the pillar of shame in professional basketball.
The mere thought of such a result sends shivers down one’s spine.
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(Omitted…)
“Did you enjoy last night, sir?”
Yu Fei came out of the hotel and his two bodyguards were already waiting in front of the limousine for quite some time.
One greeted, another opened the door.
“Ted, how long have you been married?” Yu Fei asked his greeting bodyguard.
The bodyguard said, “15 years, sir.”
“How’s the marriage?”
“Very stable.”
“Let me be direct…” Yu Fei entered the car, recalling the just-past events and asked, “Does your wife prepare a special night for you when you return from a business trip? (Occasionally.), and the next morning, does she act coyly with you, like a cat in heat?”
The bodyguard laughed and said, “Sir, forgive my frankness, but no matter who it is, after spending 15 years together, it’s impossible to still have that kind of passion.”
“Hmm, perhaps this is a reason for being single for so long.” Yu Fei said, “Don’t you think maintaining a long-term single status is, in a way, a form of self-discipline?”
“It could be…probably?”
“So, the habit of self-discipline rewarded me last night and today.”
The bodyguard wisely kept silent and turned on the local sports radio in Seattle.
CCT-005 radio host Will Walker said, “LeBron James made 6 out of 16 shots in last night’s game and stated after the game that he could score on anyone’s head. From what I’ve seen, strictly in terms of the Western finals between the SuperSonics and the Lakers, LeBron’s comments could only be true if you exclude Frye, Kwame, DJ, Chris, Alonzo… (almost every player in the SuperSonics). The series isn’t over yet, and maybe LeBron will ultimately prove he can score on Shaun Livingston’s head. That would be the day Shaun changes his name to ‘Anyone’—and we would never mock him for it; remember, Shaun Livingston is a fighter, he has recovered from devastating injuries, and to LeBron, a soft loser, Shaun is certainly the toughest challenge of his life!”
Yu Fei laughed out loud.
It was a clear day.
Emerald City was not raining, the city center was buzzing with life, and the SuperSonics announced they would submit a new ball financing proposal to the city government during the finals.
Hundreds of thousands of Seattleites therefore took to the streets, showing their support for the team with their actions.
The opposition vanished.
In this biggest basketball season, the SuperSonics were Seattle’s most unbeatable force.
When Kobe saw the draw of the SuperSonics in the city, he felt envious; the Lakers didn’t have such allure in Los Angeles.
When James saw the fervent fans of the SuperSonics waving “Big Fei Contempt Posters,” he turned away in anger.
The same clear morning seemed different for everyone.
No one could imagine that at this very moment, Yu Fei was sitting in his car, laughing uproariously, delighted by the radio host’s mockery of James.