Champion Rules

Chapter 32 030: Rivals before the National Derby (Please read!)
"Are you still not satisfied? I see you're dying to stuff your eggs in there too! I'm telling you, this won't work!"

"Shut up, Theo. You don't know what satisfaction is. Like I said, winning a championship is a comprehensive experience. Why do you want to win if you don't know how to enjoy it? And it's not forced on you, so why are you so anxious?"

"You don't have to be like this to enjoy yourself."

"You won't understand, this is the fun!"

At this time, the day after winning the ACB championship, Lynch was celebrating the victory with Special Olympics in a special way.

How else can a man celebrate?

Of course, treat yourself to a meal of your favorite food.

When she was in Serbia before, Wu Lan would cook some Chinese food.

Now living alone in Spain, the cafeteria always has the same old things every day, and Lynch is almost sick of it. He has been thinking about when to improve the food.

Sometimes he wanted to go to the football club to eat for free, as he heard that the food there was better.

When signing autographs for fans after the award ceremony yesterday, an Asian-looking fan spoke Chinese to Lynch, saying that he ran a restaurant in Madrid and would very much welcome Lynch to visit.

Lynch brought Theo here today.

Lin Qi, who usually strictly controls his diet, decided to make an exception and ordered a bowl of beef noodles.

Add noodles, meat and chopped green onions!
As a fan of the Real Madrid basketball team, the boss is naturally not stingy. The layers of handmade noodles soaked up the soup and piled up into a small mountain in the bowl, and there was so much trembling beef tendon that it was about to fall out.

The amber-colored beef bone soup was steaming in the ceramic bowl, and the rich aroma penetrated right into my nose.

But Lynch was still not satisfied and added a braised egg.

He gently stuffed the sauce-soaked egg into the noodle soup and watched the amber ripples spread over the oil.

"No, you can't stuff it in!!!" Theo, who had obsessive-compulsive disorder, looked at the soup overflowing from the bowl of noodles and couldn't wait to lick it clean.

So uncomfortable!

Why did you spill the noodle soup? Why did you make the white bowl dirty! ?

Lin Qi drank a mouthful of soup from the bowl, then took a big mouthful of noodles and closed his eyes in satisfaction.

"Huh~ This is what a complete champion is. A guy like you who only eats grass certainly doesn't understand."

Theo stabbed his vegetable salad with a fork, the iron scraping against the porcelain plate making a harsh sound. "Wouldn't the pool party that Louis asked you to go to yesterday make your championship more complete? Why didn't you go? Didn't he say he had at least ten women with him?"

"Never mind. I don't like that."

"You don't like women?"

"I don't like ugly black women. Luis's taste is that he only wants a big butt. He wouldn't mind if she looked like Coach Boshko. I remember a reporter once said about Coach Julio that the ugly women he slept with gave him nightmares. That statement is even more true for Luis. So, would you dare to go to his party?"

Theo thought for a few seconds, then nodded: "Now that you mention it, your way of celebrating is indeed much more normal."

After finishing a big bowl of noodles and taking a photo with the restaurant owner, Lynch and Teo prepared to leave.

The noodle shop owner stroked the edge of his Polaroid film and cast his gaze upon the young man fastening the zipper of his sports jacket. "Now, should you focus on preparing for the draft? Most rookies should be busy flying to various states for tryouts right now. When will you be heading to the States?"

It was already April, almost a year since Lynch came to Spain, and only sixty days and nights left until the 2004 draft.

Lynch had already submitted his draft application, and before yesterday's game, he received a letter from the NBA. The simple white envelope with the league's logo felt heavy in his hand, signifying that Lynch had officially been selected for the 2004 draft.

To be honest, Lynch was a little dazed when he received the letter from the NBA. He was actually going to participate in the NBA draft.

For most rookies, they have to start preparing for the draft now.

A lot of work is waiting for the rookies, including meeting with various teams, trying out, and building momentum.

Their ranking, their destiny, their life... many things will change drastically in two months.

Some people will become the darling of a city with a million-dollar contract, while others will drag their suitcases around the shabby arenas in the Development League.

Logically speaking, Lynch should be thinking about the draft right now.

But Lynch just shook his head in response to his boss's question and raised his palms to his eyes. The morning light passed through his fingers and cast a shadow on his angular jaw.

"No, next I have to focus on preparing for the European Championship, and then the draft. Treble, treble."

The boy stared at his hands with a determined gaze, unwavering in his belief in creating all this. The whispers of draft picks, sneaker contracts, luxury homes, and supercars were all filtered into a distant background.

He always remembered the saying: "A true professional player should focus on the victory at hand."

That was the championship rule he learned from the Real Madrid captain.

The boss' smile froze at the corner of his mouth.

Lynch is only half a month away from turning 18, but he has already won the Spanish King's Cup, ACB regular season MVP, ACB league championship, and ACB semi-final MVP. These medals are enough to make any professional player's resume shine.

The noodle shop owner only knew that when he was 17 years old, he hid outside the dance studio and watched Spanish girls doing splits.

But after having all this, Lynch is still eager to win the European championship.

But it is true that the European Championship is special and the most difficult.

This is the most prestigious honor in the European basketball world, and it is the holy grail that has brought down countless legendary players.

There are more than a dozen leagues in Europe, large and small, and more than a dozen champions are produced every year.

But there is only one European champion, and only by getting it can you touch the basketball crown that truly belongs to Europe.

The boss suddenly felt that the photo paper was a little hot, and the youthful spirit that had been worn away by the years seemed to return to him at this moment.

17 years old, European champion?

You could say Lynch is ignorant of the immensity of the world.

But that's what young people are like.

This is the age when courage and enthusiasm are most unrestrained.

Who wouldn't want to see him carry himself to the end with such passion and pride?
"Well, come on, Lynch, I'll be at the Nokia Arena in Tampere to see it with my own eyes!"

"Thanks, boss. Here's the money." "Forget it, Lynch. Take it back. Give me a chance so I can tell my son that when I wanted to treat the best basketball player in the world to dinner, he had to come over."
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The aroma of champagne from the championship celebration has not yet dissipated, but a new battle song is already echoing in the Real Madrid locker room.

After winning the league championship, the entire Real Madrid team is still very excited and full of energy.

The final battle of the European League is just around the corner, and the epic treble quest is about to unfold.

Real Madrid has now reached the final four of the Europa League and they can win the championship by winning two more games.

Most importantly, they have the chance to face Barcelona in the final. As long as both teams make it past the semi-finals, the final will be a clash of titans.

While the whole team was immersed in the fantasy of playing the national derby with Barcelona, ​​a silent storm was brewing in the office of coach Julio Lamas.

"Retire?" Lamas' eyes widened. The clear high-fives of the young players came from the training ground outside the office, forming a sharp contrast with the solemn atmosphere in the room.

"Yeah," Alberto Herreros nodded calmly, leaning back in his sofa. "I'm old. I started playing professional basketball in 1988. I'm already the second-most-appeared player in ACB league history. You don't want me to become the most-played player in history, do you?"

Herreros is emotionally stable because he had made this decision a long time ago and was able to face the end of his career calmly.

"But you just scored the buzzer-beater that won us the championship two days ago. You can still play! The team still needs you, and the fans in Madrid still need their captain. If you go out and tell the fans at this time that your captain has decided to stay with the team, do you know how happy they will be?"

"Okay, Julio, this is the time for young people. Look at Lynch, look at Theo, they are only 17 years old and have already come here. They are much better than us. It is time for me to be washed away by the long river of history. Don't worry, I will not leave completely. I will find a relatively easy job in the coaching staff. But I am really not suitable to continue fighting on the court. This season makes me feel very tired."

"Really? I didn't feel anything at all."

"What? Is the captain supposed to act tired in the locker room? I don't know how many times I've fallen asleep after training and slept through the next day without even having the chance to cuddle my kids."

Julio Lamas did not try to dissuade him. He also had a family and children, and he knew the feeling of wanting to spend time with his family.

"When are you going to tell your teammates?"

"I'll tell you later."

"Aren't you afraid it will affect their preparations for war?"

"Julio, they are no longer the same as they were at the beginning of the season. Now, they know what it means to be a great team. There's no way my little thing can affect them."

Ten minutes later, the Real Madrid captain announced his retirement in the locker room.

Lynch's boots came to a sudden halt, and Theo's energy drink bottle gave way to a sharp, creaking sound. After a breathtaking ten seconds of silence, the 17-year-old Real Madrid star said calmly, "Then I'll give you the European Championship trophy as your retirement gift."

The locker room was instantly boiling with the sound of young players pounding their fists on the wardrobes like war drums.

Herreros glanced at Lamas and said, "See, I told you they are a truly excellent team."

Yes, this team is different.

The first time they lost to Barcelona, ​​it was just a talented team, nothing more.

But now, they are the real champion lions.

Three days before the final, the entire Real Madrid team arrived in Tampere, Finland, the venue for the 2004 European League Final Four.

In the hotel, Lynch opened the system and found out that today was the day for store refresh.

After one season, Lynch has accumulated 198 talent points, and he can accumulate 200 by playing one more game.

There's no way around it. Europe doesn't have as many games as the NBA. The ACB League + playoffs + Copa del Rey + EuroLeague, all combined, don't even add up to the number of games in a single NBA regular season.

Therefore, talent points are accumulated very slowly.

But at least it’s almost 200.

Lynch took a look at the new merchandise in the mall and was stunned when he opened it.

[Raises the upper limit of MMA skills to James Johnson's level. Price: 150 talent points.]

[Raises the upper limit of the foot-stepping technique to Bruce Bowen's level, costing 150 talent points.]

[Raises the upper limit of shot-blocking prediction ability to Theo Ratliff's level, costing 200 talent points.]

Looking at the first two products, Lynch exclaimed, "Wow!"

Is this a legitimate basketball product?!

How about adding Derek Fisher's technique of seducing his brother's wife?
Add in Draymond Green's trash-talking skills to his teammates?
In this way, I, Lynch, will destroy any team, and even Goat won’t be able to keep them!

Lynch undoubtedly set his sights on Theo Ratliff's shot-blocking talent.

Currently in the European league, Lynch blocks shots entirely by instinct and with athletic ability that is at least two levels higher than his opponents.

But once you enter the NBA, where everyone has strong athletic abilities, blocking shots can no longer rely solely on instinct.

You must have good enough predictive ability, otherwise you will be fooled.

After the next game, you can acquire the shot-blocking ability so that you can master it by the time you enter the NBA.

The next mission of revenge against Barcelona will also give Lynch 200 talent points, and Lynch plans to use them when the mall is refreshed next time.

In other words, Lynch can still undergo two waves of enhancement before entering the NBA.

He is ready to enter North America, but for now, he wants to win the European championship first.

Before defeating Barcelona, ​​Lynch must first deal with his semi-final opponent, the Israeli basketball giant Maccabi Tel Aviv.

That team had Anthony Parker, an all-around forward from the NBA.

And the most terrifying single offensive player in Europe, the Lithuanian god of war Sarunas Jasikevicius.

They are definitely not supporting roles and require Lynch's full attention.
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Dwyane Wade, who wasn't a top draft pick, showed off his potential to become a superstar in the playoffs. He's like Michael Jordan, but five centimeters shorter! - Miami Herald

Since becoming a starter, Carmelo Anthony's playoff performance has gotten better and better, and he's currently the scoring leader in the Motor City. Can he become the first legendary player in history to win both the NCAA championship in his college rookie season and the NBA championship in his pro rookie season? —Sports Illustrated.

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