NBA: A collection of super busts

Ye Feng never expected that he would have two more followers before leaving university. But it didn't matter. Besides professional agents, he did need some reliable people to manage some affairs for him.

At the same time, he also believed in the reliability of these two people, as the friendship between classmates was very solid.

Of course, he had other ways to keep the two loyal, but that would have to wait until school was out for break in June.

On the rest day that followed, Coach Klein did not assign any training. He knew how tired everyone was after the semifinals and how difficult the next match would be.

So he not only didn't schedule any training, but he even canceled his favorite tactical lessons, which he repeated countless times.

Get plenty of rest, both mentally and physically.

Klein gave everyone instructions to completely relax for a day.

Then, on the day of the competition, he gathered everyone together and arrived at the stadium four hours in advance. This time, they were not going to the locker room, but to the place where they were about to have their final showdown.

"There," Crane said, pointing to the ceiling where a large number of balloons were already prepared, a device ready to launch confetti, and other facilities that would be used for the celebration later. "In a few hours, everything up there will be lit up for us, to celebrate our championship."

"There, in at most an hour, the Naismith Trophy will be delivered and placed there. After we win, it will be brought to us, and I think it would be quite appropriate for Edwards to lift the trophy."

"He has given so much to this team; we would never have gotten this far without him."

"No problem, let Hua Zi be the first to hold the trophy, let him stand in the middle!" Wade yelled as he suddenly ran in the direction Clayne pointed, and then performed a pantomime, presenting a non-existent trophy to Edwards.

The others tacitly moved Edwards to the center and cheered.

Edwards' eyes were red, and he almost couldn't hold back. He trembled as he took the non-existent trophy from Wade's hand and raised it high.

The players erupted in cheers once again, and then Klein pointed to the basket: "The trophy was held up by Edwards, so the net is up to Dwyane and Ye. You two go up the ladder and cut the net down."

"I'll hang it around your neck, Coach." Ye Feng also got into character, taking a non-existent basketball net and hanging it around Klein's neck.

Then, Klein led everyone on a complete tour of this place they were already very familiar with.

Where are the reporters? Where can they interact with their die-hard fans? Where can they take lots of photos? And where can they take the final championship photo?

Just as a group of people were excitedly anticipating tonight's game and making a ruckus, laughing and arguing about how to stand and position themselves for the final group photo, the stadium doors suddenly opened again.

More than a dozen tall but green guys walked in.

Everyone knows the guy with the cornrows who's in the lead all too well.

Carmelo Anthony, the leader of Syracuse, hailed as the greatest player in history, who just scored 33 points and grabbed 14 rebounds to lead his team into the finals!

"You country bumpkin who's never seen the world." Anthony made no attempt to hide his sarcasm as soon as he saw Marquette. "Dreaming about what it'll be like after you win the championship, huh?"

"Then you really should hurry up, because this is all you can do for now. After this, you'll be watching us celebrate with tears in your eyes."

Seeing the arrogant Anthony, Ye Feng took two steps forward. Klein tried to grab him but couldn't. He knew his disciple's temper all too well. He was afraid that the two of them would have some kind of conflict, which would be terrible if it affected tonight's game.

Anthony, on the other side, was of course aware of Ye Feng's reputation. He frowned, then turned to the side, shielding the team's two big men, Craig Foss and Hakeem Warrick, in front of him.

But to everyone's surprise, Ye Feng wasn't heading towards Anthony and his teammates at all. He walked towards another entrance of the arena and shouted, "Security! Security! Come quick!"

Several staff members who had been standing there walked over curiously, wanting to know what had happened that required their help.

"These bastards shouldn't be here. Now it's our time to clear out the area, punish them, and kick them out!"

Ye Feng pointed and said, "Just these few bastards. Their time is in 30 minutes."

The staff clearly didn't know how the venue inspection schedule was arranged. They looked at each other and then unanimously agreed: Ye Feng had a loud voice and a strong presence, so what he said must be right.

So they politely approached Anthony and the others, extended their hands, and said, "Please leave."

"Fuck you!" Anthony cursed, then glared at Ye Feng across Warrick: "See you on the field! You cowardly tattletale!"

In response, Ye Feng raised two middle fingers high, and less than five seconds later, Marquette raised at least 20 middle fingers at him.

"Look at them!" Anthony immediately patted the staff on the shoulder, making them turn around and look.

But when the staff turned around, they couldn't see anything.

"What are you looking at?"

"Just wait to die!" Anthony gritted his teeth. He had never been played like this before in his life.

After snorting, the guy turned and left with his men.

Only after the arena doors closed did Ye Feng turn back to Klein and say, "Coach, you're so childish. Why are you giving me the middle finger too?"

"What if he can't understand the gestures I use from my era?" Crane shrugged and joked, a rare occurrence for him, then said, "But where did we get the appointment for a site visit? I didn't make an appointment, and you don't need an appointment to visit a site visit."

"I know, I was lying to them," Ye Feng said. "Their coach wasn't there, the team leader wasn't there either, it was just a few kids, so who else would I lie to?"

"You scoundrel! You sly fox! We need to add fraud to your wanted list!" Wade gave a thumbs-down and said, "You cunning Chinese."

"Go to hell." Ye Feng gave him the middle finger and then said, "And I suggest we leave now, because once they get back to the locker room, their coach will immediately tell them they've been tricked."

"Then they'll come looking for us aggressively, and if they find nothing there by then..."

"Leave immediately!" Crane ordered immediately, indicating that everyone should leave right away and not linger for even a second.

"Can I use the tactical board, Coach?" Just as the group was laughing and preparing to run away, Ye Feng suddenly asked Crane for the tactical board: "Just report this as damaged, the school will definitely get you a new one, right?"

"Report damage?" Klein didn't understand. "It's not broken."

"It's going to break soon!"