NBA: A collection of super busts

Ye Feng is the only person at Marquette University who has the habit of wearing a vaginal protector.

You can't blame him. The first time he was suspended in an NCAA game was because some idiot attacked his beloved second brother. Ye Feng immediately lost it and landed a series of punches on the guy's face, leaving him covered in blood.

Then, when Ye Feng returned from his suspension, he had a protective gear that no one could see.

As everyone celebrated and walked towards the players' tunnel, a middle-aged white man suddenly stood in the corner of the tunnel and called out to Ye Feng, "Ye, are you free later? My boss wants to meet you. My boss said..."

"Go to hell! Get lost!" Wade cursed first and gave the guy the middle finger. Edwards immediately went to Ye Feng's side to protect him and led him into the player tunnel.

It wasn't because they knew this guy, but because they didn't.

But they knew exactly what this guy did.

In the United States, there are many shady agents who roam around high schools and colleges, looking for talented but inexperienced players who lack life planning. They give them a little money, pretend to be their friends, promise them a place in the NBA, and then have them play some random games.

These are competitions that are absolutely forbidden for players to participate in at the American high school and college levels, and are also explicitly prohibited by universities.

Many talented players have fallen victim to these scoundrels because of their immaturity and eagerness to earn money for their families, and have suffered severe punishments.

Many former top talents have even suffered serious injuries from playing these unprotected and uninsured amateur basketball games, thus losing their entire future.

Even a top talent like Wade almost went astray, nearly believing these so-called "talent scouts" who would pay him to play pickup basketball. So he had no respect for these people, and he started cursing as soon as he opened his mouth. After cursing, he grabbed Ye Feng and left.

He was worried that his good friend, a naive young boy who had just graduated from college and hadn't seen much of the world, would be led astray by this group of thugs.

Seeing that the group of college students were very cautious, the middle-aged man was not angry at all. On the contrary, he was quite happy. Not being greedy for petty gains was definitely a good quality.

So he prepared to step forward a couple of steps and whisper something. There were some things he shouldn't have said, but in order to complete the mission, he had no choice but to say them, since someone would find out sooner or later anyway.

"My boss is Jerry..."

"I'm Tom, you son of a bitch! If you come any closer, I'll pull out all your teeth and stuff them into my ass!" Wade glared at the man, then grabbed Ye Feng and tried to speed into the player tunnel: "Ye, they're bad guys. Let me tell you, I once met a bastard."

"He gave me $50 to play a game for him, and if I played well, he'd send me to the NBA! If my high school coach hadn't found out in time and stopped me, I would have been in big trouble! These bastards are not your friends; they're ruthless."

"Wait, Dwyane." Ye Feng grasped the crux of the matter: "You're in high school already, and you still fall for this kind of scam? What, a $50 game can get you into the NBA? You got fooled like that, you deserve it!"

"Then go with this bastard!" Wade was angry. He hated Ye Feng's behavior of looking down on him for not being smart.

"Let's go! Let's meet my boss." The middle-aged white man was immediately delighted, and to increase credibility, he revealed his boss's full name: "My boss is Jerry West."

"That idiot." Wade was so angry he laughed. "Why don't you just say your boss is Stern, and he's planning to draft Linne as the second overall pick?"

"Why wasn't he the top scorer?" Edwards asked curiously.

"Of course, because I'm the number one draft pick!" Wade has played well in these two games, and his ego is already soaring.

"Earl?" At this moment, Marquette University's head coach, Klein, finished his brief post-game interview. He frowned and looked at the middle-aged man in front of him, saying, "Don't you work in Memphis? What are you doing here? Getting in touch with my kids beforehand is against the rules!"

"It's a task assigned by the boss. He'll take responsibility if anything goes wrong." Earl shrugged, then looked at Ye Feng and said, "Now, can you come with me to meet my boss?"

Klein looked at his players and said, "He is indeed a scout for the Grizzlies. He was my student 20 years ago when I was a high school coach."

"As for whether or not you should go, I think you should go; it's a good opportunity. But if you don't want to go, I'll get rid of him for you right away."

"Coach, this is against the rules...we'll be punished!" Edwards said worriedly, "Won't this hurt Ye?"

"It's okay. Even if we get caught, the Grizzlies will be the ones punished, not us. At most, if we contact a team in advance, the Grizzlies will lose their draft picks. Ye won't be suspended by the NCAA or fined by the NBA."

"Why are you worried about them? They dare to shamelessly violate regulations, why should we worry about them?"

This was the first time Ye Feng had discovered that his coach had this side to him. He had always thought that his coach's sense of humor was as sparse as the hair on his head.

"No! We still can't go!" At this moment, the group had already walked into the player tunnel shoulder to shoulder. Wade suddenly changed his expression and put his arm around Earl's shoulder, saying, "I'm afraid you guys will try to bribe my brother. He's the kind of person who can't resist bribes."

"Unless you let me go with him and guarantee his safety and sanity, you can't take him away."

Earl glanced at Wade, thinking that the kid might be a better match for his boss West, both being equally shameless.

He really wanted to tell Wade: I still prefer the way you were when you were being rebellious.

But after thinking about it, this person is indeed a top rookie, so bringing him along shouldn't be a problem.

Consider it a buy-one-get-one-free deal.

So he nodded and said, "Sure, my boss has mentioned you to me many times. He's been following Marquette's games closely all year, and he thinks you both have the potential to become future superstars."

He'll be even happier if you two can go together.

"Then Ye?" Klein, Wade, and Earl all looked at Ye Feng.

"Okay," Ye Feng nodded. "When?"

"Let's wait for you to get back to the hotel," Earl said. "There are too many eyes watching here. I'll come pick you up from the hotel later."

"Okay." Ye Feng said, and then suddenly pulled out a pen from somewhere, grabbed Earl, and started scribbling all over his clothes.

"What?" Earl was completely dumbfounded.

"We've already told you there are a lot of eyes watching here, yet you still swagger around following us like this. Aren't you afraid of being photographed by reporters?"

"Nobody knows me," Earl said. "I'm just a nobody."

Ye Feng ignored what he said and instead thoughtfully put his arm around Earl, saying, "What if? A passerby follows us into the players' tunnel, chatters on and on, and then leaves. Anyone with ulterior motives will definitely get suspicious."

"But if you're a fan who wants an autograph, then it's absolutely no problem."

"Who knows, this photo and autograph could save the team a few draft picks and hundreds of thousands of dollars in fines?"