NBA: Starting with Jokic template

Chapter 13: Durant is frustrated when he first meets Scarlett

The question suddenly became a little sharp and aggressive. After winning a comeback game that he himself had staged, Lin Chuan was in a good mood and was too lazy to scold him. He spread his hands and said,

"Dude, your question is a little ridiculous. You have to know that this statistic is based on the fact that I only played for half of the fourth quarter. I have four quarters to play in the next two games. If I can't even get this kind of statistic, I think I can consider retiring directly after my rookie contract."

Lin Chuan's response was also very firm. He confirmed that he would only play better in the next two games of the finals, which caused several exclamations from some media below.

"Okay, there's not much time left, so let's go to the last one."

Lin Chuan saw the staff's reminder and pointed to a reporter who was about his age.
"It's just you."

The reporter stood up quickly, pushed up his glasses, and read the words he had written down in his notebook word for word.

"In this game, you led the team to score more than 20 points, and you scored that goal in the end, which ended the Heat's idea of ​​winning the championship at home. That buzzer-beater, did you practice that kind of long-range shot before?"

The reporter was obviously a little immature, and the questions he asked were somewhat humorous, causing laughter from other media.

"Which media outlet is this person from? What kind of questions did he ask during this rare interview opportunity?"

"What good person has nothing better to do than practice long three-pointers? Aren't these just for fun?"

"That's right, I advised them to open the company earlier. They can't even ask a question."

The laughter from other media was so loud that the reporter who asked the question blushed.

Lin Chuan, who was sitting on the stage, had a clear view of everything that was happening below. He restrained his smile, coughed twice, and the crowd below suddenly became much quieter.

"What if I said that's the case?"

"I did practice long three-pointers."

Seeing the media looking at him as if he were an alien, Lin Chuan remained calm and drank a sip of water without blushing or beating his heart.

Although he himself had never practiced long-range three-pointers before, the same can be said for himself after integrating with Jokic.

Anyway, not long ago, Jokic also made a comeback in the fourth quarter and shot a long three-pointer to defeat the Warriors.

In this era, three-pointers are basically shot close to the line. Little did they know that in the near future, basketball would change into a new era where one or two steps were not considered far, and a three-pointer from the midfield was considered ultra-long.

It's just bragging anyway. Everyone in the NBA brags a little and it's not against the law.

As expected, Lin Chuan's remarks shocked the media.

I thought he was just fooling around, but the person actually said that he had practiced it before. Could it be possible that this kind of performance will happen again in the future?
While the media was still confused, Lin Chuan quickly played yo-yo.

The fifteen-minute press conference was over, and he was about to go back to rest and prepare for G6. He didn't have time to continue being questioned by these reporters and media.

“I didn’t expect that playing too well could be a problem!”

Back at the hotel, Lin Chuan went into the shower room, saying words that would make others angry.

He had been busy for so long today that he didn't even have time to take a shower when he returned to the locker room. Even he couldn't stand the smell on his body.

After finishing his chores, Lin Chuan had just laid down when there was a bang on the door of the room.

"Who!"

Lin Chuan rubbed his hair, feeling helpless.

Although we only played one quarter today, it was really exhausting to play at the crucial moment.

"Please spare me. I finally get to lie down..."

While muttering to himself, Lin Chuan opened the door and saw three big black men standing at the door.

Durant, Westbrook, Harden.

"This is what you are doing?"

Lin Chuan was somewhat confused and looked up and down at the three Thunder brothers.

All three of them were wearing suits, and at first glance they looked quite respectable.

Of course, the premise is to ignore the sweatshirts that some people wear under their suits.

"Lin, you are a hero today. I will treat you to dinner tonight."

Westbrook extended the invitation.

"This is our last day in Miami. We will be heading back to Oklahoma tomorrow. There won't be as much fun there."

"Yeah, there are still several days until Game 6. We won today, so let's go out and have some fun tonight." Durant and Harden talked at the same time.

After listening to what the three brothers said, Lin Chuan finally understood.

"This is more than just going out for a meal. Look at what you're wearing. I'm afraid you're going to a nightclub."

Harden was not embarrassed when Lin Chuan saw his purpose.

"After finally winning a hard-fought victory, a nightclub revelry is an indispensable reward!"

Lin Chuan looked at Harden speechlessly.

He knew that Harden's biggest hobby in his early years was to go to nightclubs and have fun.

I don't know where they get the energy from. Today, these three guys had much more playing time than him, and almost all of their playing time was against the opponent's main players. As a result, they are still full of energy to invite him to the nightclub.

Lin Chuan didn't want to go out, but it would be even worse to reject the big guys in the team. After hesitating for a moment, Lin Chuan asked again,

"Does Coach Brooks really allow that?"

"Shhh."

Harden put his index finger to his mouth.
"Just don't tell him."

Durant also explained,
"Actually, after winning, everyone will relax. The coach is not that strict, so don't worry."

Having said that, it seems I have to go today.

"We're waiting for you downstairs, hurry up."

"well."

While waiting for Lin Chuan to get dressed and set off, he just walked into the hotel lobby and heard Durant's voice.

"Hey, give me a chance, at least be friends first."

"Sorry, Kevin, I have to leave now."

A woman's voice came into Lin Chuan's ears. It sounded familiar to him and he couldn't help but quicken his pace.

When I walked into the lobby, I saw a blonde woman walking out quickly and getting into a black Mercedes-Benz GLS, which sped away.

Durant took a few steps forward and didn't stop until the car drove away.

"Hey, what's that situation?"

Lin Chuan poked Westbrook's shoulder, startling him as he was also watching the fun.

"Hey, Lin Chuan came down without saying a word, very quietly."

"It's Scarlett. Kevin has always liked her. I didn't expect that she booked the same hotel as us in Miami. We just happened to meet."

"So this was rejected?"

Lin Chuan almost laughed out loud.

It turned out to be Scarlett Johansson, the famous Black Widow. No wonder her voice sounded so familiar just now.

He knew about this in his previous life. It is said that Durant even publicly drank Scarlett Johansson's bath water. But it has to be said that how could Scarlett possibly like a basketball superstar who said such nerdy things.

But I have to say, she is worthy of being called Black Widow. Even from a distance I could tell she is really good-looking. It is understandable that Durant can't stop thinking about her.

"Keep your voice down, or Kevin might get angry and take it out on us."

Harden held back his laughter and reminded Lin Chuan.

Seeing Durant coming back looking a little disheveled, the three of them couldn't hold back any longer.

Lin Chuan asked with anticipation in his tone,

"Dude, are you still going to the nightclub?"

"Go, you must go! Play until dawn!"

Durant gritted his teeth and said fiercely.

(End of this chapter)