When pride still matters

Chapter 302 Who cares about AMVP

133 is better than 124

The Eastern All-Stars won this year's All-Star Game over the Western Conference in Houston.

The AMVP battle lost its suspense very early on.

Yu Fei won his second AMVP trophy with 50+15+10 data.

"I really don't care about AMVP." Yu Fei said, "When I retire, do you think people will care about how many AMVPs I have won? It doesn't matter at all."

"Then what's important?"

"compete."

ABC reporters struggled to control their expressions. ,

If a guy talks to you about competition during the All-Star Game without any intensity, either you're crazy or he's crazy.

But Yu Fei is serious.

"Before the game started, many people in our team wanted AMVP. To me, this is very interesting. AMVP is not important. Winning in this competition is the most important thing." Yu Fei said with a smile, "I am very happy. Won tonight.”

Kevin Martin waited for Yu Fei in the corridor.

"Congratulations, AMVP," Martin said. "Did you feel like you were different tonight?"

Yu Fei asked: "What's the difference?"

"How should I put it?" Martin thought for a moment, "You were more like a king than LeBron tonight."

"Speaking of LeBron" Yu Fei didn't see Xiao Zhan after the interview, "Have you seen him?"

Martin smiled bitterly and said: "I don't know, even if a person like him has no performance, there will still be a group of reporters who want to interview him, right? What are you looking for him for?"

"Of course I gave him the AMVP trophy that I worked so hard to win." Yu Fei's view of "brotherhood" obviously has a certain distortion, "I stole his limelight tonight and made him unable to finish. That old bald donkey may feel ashamed of his face. If I give him the AMVP trophy, it will not only serve as proof of our friendship, but also convey a message to the old bald donkey - LeBron and I are Together."

Martin was here tonight watching James laugh and laugh before the game and remain silent during the game, but he didn't expect that it was Yu Fei who was talking nonsense after the game.

Can this trophy really be a testament to friendship?

Why does he think that once Yu Fei does this, James will break up with him?

"Are you sure you want to give the trophy to him?" Martin asked.

Yu Fei said: "This is the trophy I bought for 50 points, 15 rebounds and 10 assists. Do you think he will refuse?"

"I don't think so," Martin replied.

But he felt that James would remember this trophy as the imprint of "quality" that Yu Fei left on him.

As in previous years, NBA officials will hold a party after all the activities of the All-Star Weekend.

Yu Fei and his party went to the party after finishing the activities ahead.

Lawson also carried the AMVP trophy that Yu Fei had just won.

It seems that Yu Fei really wants to give the trophy to James.

But James didn't come to this party. He attended another party.

To be precise, it is a "card" match.

A group of wealthy black men were playing cards.

The leader was Michael Jordan, who was publicly humiliated by Yu Fei at the Houston All-Star Game.

The others are Gilbert Arenas of the Wizards, Allen Iverson of the 76ers, and LeBron James and Damon Jones of the Cavaliers.

"I heard that Frye is now looking for LeBron all over the world with the trophy." Iverson said to James teasingly, "He wants to give that trophy to you."

Hearing this, Randy Mims next to James was furious: "That bastard, he wants to humiliate Bron!"

James was glad that he did not go to an official party organized by the NBA, otherwise he would have had to accept the damn trophy in full view of the public.

"Why did Frye do this?" Arenas asked.

Iverson thought of the little brother who acted strangely and couldn't help but roll his eyes: "Who knew this? Can you imagine someone scoring a 50-point triple-double in the All-Star Game just to win an AMVP? Only a madman would do that!"

As the organizer of the card game, Jordan never wanted to hear that name again.

"Listen, you either play cards or stop saying that guy's name!" Jordan ordered.

When Iverson saw that Jordan was a little nervous, he wanted to say a few words for Yu Fei, "Mike, actually Frye"

"Shut up, AI!"

"Okay." Iverson asked for trouble and concentrated on playing cards.

Unfortunately, he joins Jordan and Damon Jones as tonight's losers.

Among them, Jones lost the most. He even had no cash at the end and owed a lot of money. The biggest creditor was Arenas.

"That's enough! No more fighting!" Jones complained, "If the fighting continues, I'll have to rob a bank to pay back the money!"

The game ended here, and Iverson, who had no cards to play and nothing to say, left first.

Arenas walked away with an IOU from Damon Jones.

Soon, only Jordan, James and a few people he brought were left here.

"You were in great shape tonight," Jordan said, "but the East didn't give you room to play."

"It doesn't matter." James has forgotten how helpless he was at the Toyota Center. "Who cares about the All-Star Game? I'm just here to play."

Mims' lips trembled and wanted to say something, but Jordan's terrifying brown eyes stared at him and he couldn't say a word.

Jordan picked up the cigar and lit the fire.

"I care." The words floated in the air and never dissipated. "That person cares too." Jordan added, "I didn't expect you didn't care. Why?"

Why should you care, does this concern you?

This is what James is saying, but as a star who has learned how to disguise himself, he knows what to say.

"Why does Frye care?" James asked. "Because I'm here." Jordan's words were filled with absolute confidence and uncomfortable arrogance. "Because I publicly stated that I hope you get the AMVP. That's why he cares. The reason is simple. He wants revenge. I was just giving a superficial reason, the real reason was that he wanted to completely take my place."

James only felt ridiculous and angry.

Why would Fry take the place of an old man? Even if you are the best in history, you have retired, you can no longer play, and what happens on the court has nothing to do with you.

The more absurd the logic, the angrier James becomes.

He was having a rough night for such a ridiculous reason, and it was the sickest game he's ever played.

"I am not a tool for you to fight against each other."

James said coldly.

Jordan took a sip of his cigar. In his heart, he didn't like the young man in front of him.

There are many young people who can tell what the other person is thinking at a glance.

Just like Yu Fei back then.

Before their relationship was so bad, Jordan saw ambition in Yu Fei's eyes.

He knew that Yu Fei wanted to replace him, but he didn't expect that he would be so impatient.

But what about James?

Just looking at the opponent's eyes, Jordan couldn't tell what he was thinking.

He seems to understand everything, but there are thousands of thoughts crowding his mind. These distracting thoughts will undoubtedly eat up his ego and make it difficult for him to move forward.

"Of course you are not." Jordan sprayed mist-like cigar smoke from his mouth, "At least in my opinion, you are not a tool, but unfortunately, the person who claims to be your big brother, he has treated you like a tool from beginning to end. You're used as a tool. Do you know what you are? You're his little brother."

"You are his backdrop."

"When he needs AMVP, you don't matter."

"When he needs to use you to attack me, he is willing to give you the AMVP trophy he bought with his own blood and sweat, just to draw a clear line between you and me."

"Does he care about your feelings? No, LeBron, he just needs you to surrender before him like a humble king, but in front of the chosen one, the king is also a pariah."

Mims next to James was blushing and just wanted to find a knife to fight Yu Fei.

MJ is MJ, so well said! It's just the mouthpiece of these cats and dogs who worry about LeBron!

For a few seconds, James was about to turn black, but he soon thought of the grudge between Jordan and Yu Fei, and he instinctively became vigilant, "You just want me to be your tool against Frye."

"I don't deny that I have this idea." Jordan said lightly, "Have you never wanted to fight against him? Do you want to be his little brother for the rest of your life? Or, do you feel like humbly surrendering to him like tonight? Is this a good life around you? If you really think so, I don’t think I need to waste any more time with you.”

James has a firm conscience, but no matter how firm he is, he can't resist the succubus-like rhetoric of the God of Basketball. He just wants to get the truth before he is completely stunned.

"Michael, what exactly are you trying to say?"

"Have you seen "Xtreme Jordan"?"

"I haven't seen it yet."

"My last line in it was 'There will be players better than me in the future.'" Jordan's brown eyes met James again, "This man is not your big brother, nor is he Kobe, nor is he in the league. The other guy, this guy is sitting right in front of me, and I hope I'm right, I want to hear him say to my face, 'I want to surpass you and be the greatest player of all time.' But he's worried because he has this The thought pissed off damn Frye Yu!”

Jordan asked like a devil: "LeBron, what are you afraid of?"

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Yu Fei couldn't find Xiao Zhan and couldn't get through on the phone. It seemed that he really went too far tonight.

At this time, he finally realized that if Xiao Zhan cared so much about tonight's game, giving him the trophy might be counterproductive.

So, he looked at Sharapova, who was sitting opposite him, and said, "I know you don't lack trophies, but I think such a beautiful trophy is most suitable for a lady like you."

"Don't underestimate me, Frye!" Sharapova said carelessly, "I'm not a lady. Such a beautiful trophy is not suitable for me."

This is the trophy I exchanged for 50+15+10? It’s a free gift and no one wants it?

Yu Fei showed it to Lawson dumbfounded, "Please help me deal with it."

"Fry, this is the AMVP trophy!"

"Who cares about AMVP?"

Yu Fei then turned to Sharapova and said in a malicious tone: "Maria, do you want to find a quiet place to talk about why you are not a lady?"

Sharapova expressed surprise: "You are so brave! There are so many people here. If we leave secretly, tomorrow's headlines will be all about what happened to me and you!"

"Okay, originally I wanted you to see my tattoo, but since you are so courageous, forget it." Yu Fei finished regretfully.

"Tattoo?" Sharapova asked, "The one that says you are the Chosen One?"

"Want to see it?"

"Kind of."

"Follow me, I know where no one is."

After Yu Fei and Sharapova left, Martin asked: "Do you need to find a place where no one is around to see a tattoo? Will they do something else secretly?"

Lawson asked with a smile: "What do you think is the probability that something will not happen between handsome men and beautiful women like Frye and Maria who have a crush on each other and are in the same room together?"

Martin thought carefully. "Although I believe in Frye's character, I think it is 0."

"Bingo!" Lawson put the AMVP trophy in front of Martin. "This is your reward for answering the question correctly. I give it to you."

"This is AMVP!"

Lawson decided to spend the night with a random guy, and upon hearing Martin's words, he sarcastically yelled, "Who the hell cares about AMVP?"

(End of this chapter)