NBA: Starting with Jokic template

Chapter 51 Winning is more important than statistics
But Lin Chuan.

Still didn’t fight myself.

He still connected with his teammates, pulling the defense line to make his teammates run into open spaces and pass the ball to them.

If there is no space, Lin Chuan will make a fake shot to force the opponent to come up and defend, and then look for an opportunity to pass the ball.

There is really no other way but to attack on your own.

In the last minute of the game, Lin Chuan still had only seven points. The audience was so anxious that they stood up and shouted at Lin Chuan to shoot a three-pointer.

The time was still twenty-three seconds. Lin Chuan looked at the timer, slowly dribbled the ball to the frontcourt, and took a long three-point shot at the last second.

Then, under everyone's expectations.

Lin Chuan's three-point shot was a success.

"Huh? There are so many of them!"

Lin Chuan held his head in his hands, his expression somewhat shocked.

Others at the scene were more shocked than him.

Isn’t Lin Chuan’s acting so poor!
Guo Ailun slapped himself on the forehead.

"Brother Chuan's performance was really bad. He could score a buzzer-beater from long range before. It's ridiculous that he missed all three shots."

Deng Huade crossed his arms and looked speechless.
"Well... it's normal that he missed the ball three times, but it's really outrageous that the ball flew over the backboard and hit the audience..."

"I doubt he was aiming at all."

Zhu Fangyu sat on the sidelines and ate snacks to replenish his energy.
"Any player with a bit of accuracy would go for the basket even if the shot from this distance is not good enough or misses the target."

"And he just threw it away casually."

As he spoke, Zhu Fangyu stuffed another handful of potato chips into his mouth and said in a somewhat vague voice,
"He doesn't even want to get a triple-double. He's just doing desensitization training for the fans!"

Lin Chuan's three shots missed the target, and the final whistle of the game was blown.

In this game, the Chinese team won again with a score of 88:64, ending the game with a 24-point advantage.

And Lin Chuan's performance in this game once again made many fans upset.

Lin Chuan played for 28 minutes in the game, scoring 7 points, 19 rebounds and 17 assists.

A near triple-double.

"Lin Chuan! Why didn't you get a triple-double? Are you driving your OCD crazy?"

"Is the triple-double poisonous to him? Others want it but he doesn't even look at it!"

"I'm drunk. He didn't even pick up the ready-made data. I think Lin Chuan is just trying to piss off us fans!"

Obviously, the Chinese team achieved a historic five-game winning streak in the group stage, but most netizens focused on Lin Chuan's quasi-third-place lying fool.

There was a lot of discussion, but it didn't disturb Lin Chuan at all.

Seeing the reporter coming towards him aggressively again, Lin Chuan waited for her to interview him with confidence this time.

"Hello, Lin Chuan."

"Hello, reporter comrade."

The reporter looked at Lin Chuan's playful smile and felt a little helpless, but he still maintained his professionalism.

"Lin Chuan, the Chinese team beat the British team in this game, achieving a historic five-game winning streak in the group stage and securing first place in the group. What do you think?" "I think this is because each of us worked hard enough, worked together, and did not back down in the face of adversity. This is the key to our repeated victories over our opponents."

Lin Chuan tried hard to look serious and answered the reporter's next question.
"So I want to ask, Lin Chuan, do you feel sorry for missing the three-pointer at the end of this game and then missing the chance for a triple-double after coming on the court?"

"Of course!"

Lin Chuan's eyes widened, and he seemed a little regretful.
"I didn't expect the last ball to be thrown so far off target. It might be because I passed the ball too many times in a row, so I just threw it out as a pass. Oh, if I have the chance next time, I will definitely seize it!"

At the end, Lin Chuan looked regretful and sighed.

Lin Chuan's attitude even frightened the audience in front of the TV.

Only Guo Ailun, who had not left yet and was still standing at the entrance of the player tunnel waiting for Lin Chuan, knew what he was thinking.

Guo Ailun put his hands in his pockets, one foot on the floor, and wanted to laugh when he saw Lin Chuan acting in front of the camera.

Seeing Lin Chuan finishing the interview and walking towards him, Guo Ailun walked up to him, looked at Lin Chuan, and made a clicking sound.

"What are you doing?"

Lin Chuan was a little confused by his reaction and flipped over his clothes.

"What? Is there something dirty on me? Please help me wipe it off."

"Tsk, tsk, tsk."

Guo Ailun ignored Lin Chuan and looked around him.
"Brother Chuan, tell me, how come you, with such thick eyebrows and big eyes, can act so well, just like the real thing."

"What kind of play? I've never acted in a play."

"If I didn't know what you were thinking, I would have believed that you really regretted losing the triple-double. You just threw it away casually."

Lin Chuan quickly pulled him into the player tunnel and said seriously,

"You can't say that. I didn't throw it randomly! What if someone hears me and thinks I didn't play well on the court? It will be troublesome if someone takes advantage of the situation and accuses me. Brother Chuan can't stand others accusing me."

Guo Ailun was still puzzled and continued to ask questions behind Lin Chuan.

"I asked you last time why you didn't get a triple-double even though you could have. You didn't play even if you were on the court. Aren't you happy with those great stats?"

Lin Chuan walked in front with his hands in his trouser pockets.
“I just don’t want to brush.”

Guo Ailun didn't understand why Lin Chuan said this.
"It's not really a stunt. With your ability, getting a triple-double is a piece of cake, isn't it?"

Lin Chuan stopped and looked at Guo Ailun seriously.

"Yes, that's true. I can get it in a few more balls, but what's the point? We're ahead by so much, why don't I give other players who don't usually get much playing time some opportunities to show themselves?"

"They may only get a little playing time in each game, but I am on the court all the time just to get good stats."

"Even if I don't have those numbers, people will still recognize me, and they won't think I'm stronger or weaker because of two more points, one or two more rebounds or assists.

"But the statistics of those players are so few in total. Letting them play more can improve their statistics and hone them. After they grow up slowly, they can also stand out in future competitions and become the pillars of the men's basketball team."

"Just like you! If you sit on the bench, even if the team is leading by a large margin, the players will not come off the court just to fill up the stats. How can newcomers like you get experience on this international stage?"

Lin Chuan's words were so deafening that Guo Ailun stood there in a daze, staring at Lin Chuan and digesting his words.

He didn't expect that there was such a reason behind Lin Chuan's behavior.

Is it because of these new men's basketball players?

(End of this chapter)