When pride still matters

Chapter 225 Not the destination
  After the game against the Lakers, Yu Fei was invited to attend Paris Hilton’s party.

This was not what Yu Fei wanted, but this was the second time the hostess of the party had extended an invitation.

It wasn't that important to Paris that Yu Fei wasn't there because there were dozens of people at the party who were giving her a thumbs up.

But Yu Fei promised to attend the party, which was very important to her.

Attending the party, there was no shortage of Hollywood starlets, second-generation businessmen and second-generation officials, but what they had in common was that they were not famous, or in other words, they had not proven their abilities, and they were just a bunch of prodigal second-generation ancestors.

Yu Fei is different. At a young age, he is already a top five player in the NBA, let alone an Asian face in the four major North American sports leagues.

Being Asian is rarer than being an NBA star.

Who has ever seen a tall and handsome Asian basketball star?

Is his body structure any different from other Asians? More directly, is he indescribable?
  The party itself was no different from other parties that Yu Fei had attended. His only purpose of coming here was to expand his social circle, but he didn't feel that he and Paris Hilton, a bad woman, had anything in common.

To be honest, Yu Fei doesn't know if there are young people in the world who have the same language as Paris.

She grew up in the most comfortable mansion in Beverly Hills. Her mother was an actress, and her father gave her a fortune that she would never spend in her lifetime. Every birthday, her parents would invite rich and famous people to her birthday party. And those big shots who attended the birthday, everyone affectionately called her "star".

Yu Fei worked hard to win, and she could get it just by acting coquettishly.

"Fry, do you think I'm that pretentious and annoying bitch?"

But Yu Fei was wrong. He had a great time chatting with Paris, a talkative young lady.

"No, I don't think so." Yu Fei shook his head.

"Lie! If you didn't think so, you wouldn't have refused my invitation in the first place!" Paris said nonchalantly, "Actually, you men are the biggest bitch! No matter where I go, there are a group of men like dogs. They still please me, but I know they are just a bunch of predators disguising themselves as dogs, and I know what they want from me!"

For example, your Sese video?
  "What do they want from you?" Yu Fei asked.

"I don't care! I just need them to follow me like dogs!" Paris said triumphantly, "Then let the paparazzi take a lot of photos, that's the value of their existence!"

Yu Fei believes that as an heir who will inherit billions of dollars in the future, Paris’s parents would definitely prefer to see her in the financial pages of the New York Times.

But what she did was keep appearing on the gossip pages of The New York Times.

When the party reached the second half, Yu Fei chose to leave.

Although Paris hinted to him that "the second half of the show is more exciting," Yu Fei excused himself because he "had to catch a flight tomorrow."

It's like flying back to the team's hotel, Lawson and Clark haven't rested yet.

"Fry, you made me lose $100!" Clark looked at Yu Fei resentfully.

Yu Fei asked strangely: "What's wrong with me?"

Lawson explained what happened, and it turned out that the two of them had made a bet about flying to Paris Hilton's party.

Clark thought that Yu Fei would get drunk in Rourouxiang and not come back tonight.

Lawson firmly believes that Yu Fei will come back.

"You guys are really bored," Yu Fei asked, "Is there anything to eat?"

Clark said in surprise: "There's nothing to eat at the party?"

"Yes, but I'm not sure if there's anything unclean in it."

So Clark called the front desk and asked them to help order food.

Lawson asked: "How is it? What does Video Princess mean to you?"

"She said she had eaten a lot of sausages, but she just didn't know if Asian sausages were delicious." Yu Fei joked.

Lawson was shocked: "OMG, is this Bichi so direct? What did you say?"

"I didn't say anything and came right back."

"Man enough!" Lawson said with admiration, "You are still the Da Fei I remembered, and that Bichi is not your cup of tea at all!"

In fact, Yu Fei didn't want Lawson to call Paris "Bichi", but it was hard to correct him for a while.

Let's just leave it at that, anyway, these two people have no chance to meet. If they do meet, then Lawson is not mentally retarded. He understands the tricks behind the scenes and in front of ladies.

The next day, Yu Fei got on the team bus on time and prepared to go to the airport to return to the away game.

From this point of view, he did not lie to Paris Hilton, he really had to catch a flight.

However, what Yu Fei never expected was that his attendance at Paris Hilton's party last night was actually photographed by the paparazzi.

Although they couldn't capture the party, they captured the moment Yu Fei entered the party club.

Since the paparazzi photographed him entering, they must have photographed him leaving as well. Why not release the photos together?

"Fry, did you really go to that woman's party?" Mason's eyes widened, as if he couldn't believe it.

Yu Fei did not deny it: "That's right."

"Isn't it exciting?" Mason showed a silver bullet expression.

"It's not what you think at all!" Yu Fei snorted, "Don't mind my business. Why are you gossiping like that!"

Mason said angrily: "I'm afraid that a video tape of you and that Bitchi will be released on the market in the future. If this really happens, you will be ruined, brother!"

For celebrities, especially male celebrities, even if something like this is really leaked, it is very difficult to lose their reputation. It is possible to become a laughing stock because the bird is invisible.

But Yu Fei is still confident in his self-control and the Sea Dragon King he has conquered. Don’t say that he is not interested in Paris Hilton, but he is interested, and that bitch actually recorded the video. Even like Edison Chen, whose video was exposed to the world due to a technical error, his Sea Dragon King is not afraid to see people.

After everyone arrived, the team bus officially rushed to the airport.

The bus became quiet again.

Every time he plays in Los Angeles, Yu Fei will be impressed by the rich local nightlife.

Even if he didn't go to Paris Hilton's party last night, there were plenty of things to do after the game.

For many people, NBA life means parties, celebrities, and luxury cars.

That's true for people who play in big cities like Los Angeles and New York.

But playing in a place like Milwaukee is a lot more monotonous.

Hotel, training. Hotel, training. that's all.

Popovich's so-called "I only want players to train on time, play well, and go home to sleep" actually applies to all players who play in small cities.

It's just that the experience is a little worse in a place like Milwaukee.

In the words of Ray Allen, they sometimes don't experience the feeling of NBA players in Milwaukee.

Even though the Bucks won the championship last season and are still among the best this season, and the home arena is full, there is still a cold reality under these flashy shells: Milwaukee and even Wisconsin are still dominated by the Green Bay Packers.

The Bucks' influence is limited to Milwaukee's home games. On the road, they don't have a fan group like "Milwaukee Nation" to cheer them on.

This is also the reason why Yu Fei’s team and Reebok people have been saying openly or secretly that Milwaukee is not Yu Fei’s final destination.

However, Yu Fei had no intention of thinking about these long-term matters.

He just wants to win a championship while the team is competitive.

After a while, Yu Fei and his teammates boarded the team plane.

Yu Fei chose to sit next to Leitner's seat.

Opposite them, Sprewell was reading a magazine introducing luxury cars.

"Spree, you're not going to buy a car again, are you?" Leitner asked.

Sprewell nodded and said, "That's exactly what I meant."

"Didn't anyone tell you that you only have one pair of legs and one pair of hands and you can't drive a hundred cars?"

"Not that much," Sprewell laughed. "This is just my twentieth car."

Yu Fei couldn't help but said: "May I ask how much insurance premiums you pay for these cars every year?"

"Real men don't look at bills, Frye." Sprewell said confidently, "I know I have money, who cares about the rest!?"

"Make some investments, old man." Yu Fei said kindly, "You have to learn to take care of your own money."

Sprewell, however, declined Yu Fei's kindness as if he were [-]: "Da Fei, neither my wife nor you can tell me how to use my money."

Yu Fei rolled his eyes at him.

He wouldn't be surprised if Sprewell went bankrupt in the future.

Yu Fei then looked at Leitner, "Chris, are you interested in investing in a Chinese wine with me to ensure you make money?"

Unfortunately, Lightner also refused.

It seems that these shallow-sighted idiots are destined to never get rich.

Yu Fei was too lazy to play the piano to the cow anymore, so he put on his headphones and closed his eyes.

Yu Fei caught up on some sleep on the plane. When the plane landed at the airport, some of his teammates left first, while others took the bus back to the training facility with Yu Fei.

However, the bus encountered a breakdown on the road, causing the players, coaches and staff on board to find transportation on the spot.

Yu Fei saw his super poster on the roadside, "Rey-ray, why can't I find your poster?"

Ray Alonza said sweetly: "Because you have a bad eye."

The Bucks' No. [-] player and No. [-] player wandered on the road for a while, and finally met a kind-hearted couple willing to pick them up.

Why do you say they are kind? They didn't even ask about the identities of Yu Fei and Ray Allen, they just asked about their destination.

Ironically, both Yu Fei and Ray Allen thought they were recognized until the man driving the car asked: "You are so tall, must you play basketball?"

"Of course."

"Are you from Marquette?"

Yu Fei pointed at Ray Allen, "I'll forget it. Do you think he looks like a college student?"

"Isn't it?"

"We're Bucks players," Ray Allen explained.

"Really? That's fine."

(End of this chapter)