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Chapter 64 Two men, one bed?
May 26th, evening.
Duze and Lawrence arrived in Chicago together.
After getting off the plane, the two walked in the pedestrian passageway.
Lawrence, holding his phone, suddenly swore: "F! 24 free throws in Game 3, 18 in Game 4, a total of 42 free throws in two games, and this was at the Magic's home court! What's worse, Howard fouled out in Game 3, and then fouled out again in Game 4. I really don't know what you like about LeBron!"
Du Ze's facial muscles twitched violently.
Yeah, what is it about my great LeBron James that I like?
He thought for a moment and gave his answer: "I like that he can just sit on the field and blow the whistle as he pleases..."
After he finished speaking, he suddenly remembered a rising star of the new era before he transmigrated here, the Egyptian penalizer of the floor-mopping industry.
His free throw ability is also very strong, but compared to my LeBron James, he is still a bit behind.
It's worth noting that, including this season, LeBron James has averaged more than 9 free throw attempts per game for four consecutive seasons, including more than 10 in two of those seasons, demonstrating his absolute explosive free throw power.
That guy only had one season where he averaged over 10 free throws per game; in other seasons, he averaged less than 9.
In the playoffs, the situation was even worse. In one instance, Yali was awarded 17 free throws, which many fans couldn't tolerate. They threatened to "kill the Egyptian Pharaoh" (a derogatory term for Yali) with their accusations of unparalleled biased officiating and inconsistent call standards.
Ha, that's nothing compared to what's truly great.
I, the reigning referee king LeBron James, taught everyone a lesson when we faced the Magic in this year's Eastern Conference Finals.
The team was given 10 free throws in the first game as a small gesture, but they still lost by one point.
This led to my great LeBron James making a frantic phone call after the game, calling out to his godfather.
Unfortunately, James didn't get any feedback from his godfather in the second game. He only made 12 free throws. That's right, only 12 free throws. How can my great James unleash his power?
Fortunately, his teammates played well, and the Cavaliers won by a narrow margin against the Magic by 1 point.
In the third game, the godfather finally responded, throwing down 24 free throws.
If this number of free throws were given to an Egyptian pharaoh, the earth would probably explode immediately.
But when it comes to James, he really charges in; that's a real foul!
But the problem is, there are 24 penalty kicks.
What does this mean?
Basically, when they drive in, they either score or get to the free-throw line.
Even more outrageous is that Magic star Dwight Howard fouled out after playing only 28 minutes.
As a result, James led his team to a 10-point loss.
Tell me if it's abstract enough.
In the fourth game, still at the Magic's home court, James once again displayed his prowess, making 18 free throws.
Unfortunately, we lost again.
The league's attempt to create a 23-on-24 scenario has completely fallen through.
It's a pity that my great LeBron James has let David Stern down.
To be fair, the way the Egyptian pharaohs dragged the floor was indeed ugly and unsightly, and they deserved to be hanged and whipped.
But at least they didn't shrug.
Unlike my great LeBron James, nicknamed the Thousand-Hand Guanyin, who can stretch from Nantianmen to Penglai East Road, he didn't just get 42 free throws in two games, he wanted to get 100.
Greed!
Therefore, they deserve to be criticized.
Upon hearing Duze's words, Lawrence's expression changed drastically. He abruptly stopped and looked over with a frightened expression: "You don't like LeBron anymore?"
Du Ze glanced at him: "You're going to blatantly criticize LeBron, what can I say? The referee's decision is their business. Can LeBron control the referee with a gun?"
However, to be fair, LeBron James is truly amazing. Aside from the fact that he only averages 16 free throws per game, which is a bit of a criticism, he scored 49, 35, 41, and 44 points in four games, averaging 42 points per game. Isn't that incredible?
Even if we lose three games, what does it matter?
In short, my great LeBron James did his best, but his teammates were just average.
Lawrence looked bewildered and shrugged: "I wasn't making baseless accusations; I was stating the facts."
"Every single one of them fouled me severely, they were practically beaten to death. Shouldn't they have made a few free throws? Isn't that unfair?"
Duze didn't want to talk about LeBron James anymore: "Heh... the Cavaliers are down 1-3, and I'm in a bad mood right now."
This tactic worked. Lawrence finally shut up.
Soon, the two spotted Xu Chunjiao in the corridor.
She was still as clean and neat as ever, and her figure was even better, with a prominent bust and buttocks. Her curves were like the assembly line of a novice painter, absolutely perfect.
I don't know if it's because I've grown up or because of what I'm wearing.
Xu Chunjiao greeted her: "Why are you so late?"
Lawrence rolled his eyes, pretending not to hear, clearly still in a state of anger.
Duze casually replied, "My LeBron lost the game and was in a bad mood, which caused the flight to be delayed."
Xu Chunjiao was speechless, "..."
What kind of divine remark is this? It's absolutely outrageous.
But she didn't say anything: "Get a good rest tonight, get up early tomorrow to familiarize yourself with the venue, and go through it once to get a feel for it."
Du Ze nodded expressionlessly: "I know."
Secretly, he was overjoyed, finally able to snag a free hotel room.
But when he opened the hotel door, he was completely stunned: "A bed?"
Xu Chunjiao: "What's wrong? Is there a problem?"
Du Ze's face darkened: "Two men, one bed, do you see any problem with that?"
Xu Chunjiao revealed a devilish smile: "If you can't sleep here, you can come and sleep with me."
After saying that, she turned and left, leaving behind the words, "Get some rest."
Du Ze was completely numb.
Staring at the small bed in front of me, I was stunned for a long time.
Lawrence couldn't understand a word they were saying because they were speaking Chinese.
He looked him up and down for a moment, then asked the same question: "A bed?"
Du Ze rolled his eyes at him: "You sleep on the sofa."
As for why he didn't go with Xu Chunjiao?
Ha, he can act like a hooligan, but he's not a real hooligan.
One should have a conscience.
He's just stingy, not promiscuous. If he really can't understand good and bad advice, he might be seeing Buddha tomorrow.
Most importantly, he would never jump into this fire pit.
Silent all night.
The following day, accompanied by Lawrence, Duze arrived at the Artest training facility early in the morning.
The staff had already set up some facilities, and they were all surprised to see the visitors.
It's only a little past six, not even seven, and it's not even fully light yet, and you've already come here?
Ignoring the strange looks from the crowd, Du Ze began to stretch and warm up.
Once he was almost ready, he asked the staff for permission and then began his own simulation.
For speed tests, you need to be familiar with the venue, the timing, and the movement.
Especially in tests like the four-point movement agility test in the restricted area, even a difference of a fraction of a second can make a world of difference. He must be in top form and maximize his physical test data.
This is the fastest and most effective way to improve your draft position.
Time slips away quietly.
People arrived one after another, including several familiar faces such as AJ Price, Matthews, Thabeet, Danny Green, and Evans.
They were all his defeated opponents.
They seemed still immersed in the pain of defeat, and arrogantly did not come up to greet us.
If you ignore me, I'll naturally ignore you too.
Duze didn't go up to greet his teammates Carroll and Lyons until they appeared.
Carol was somewhat surprised to see Lawrence there as well: "You were invited too?"
Lawrence, thick-skinned as ever, retorted: "Am I not qualified?"
Carroll chuckled: "You're a championship-winning defender, of course you're qualified."
But these flattering words just feel so fake, don't they?
Leaving aside the regular season, Lawrence underperformed in half of the six games in the tournament, a performance that makes it difficult for him to be favored by NBA teams.
In addition, his physical talent is indeed quite average, and he is a senior in college. Although he signed up, he was basically just there to pay homage.