Chapter 101: Fan Xi is here, how could there be PTSD
After watching the first half, Tony Starks could no longer hide his joy and certainty.
He hurriedly called the Pepsi CEO and urged: "We shouldn't hesitate on the price. Missing out on Fan means we will miss out on the biggest market. I've been to Asia, I've been to China, and there has never been an athlete there who has achieved such astonishing success in the three major ball sports. Jack plays with ease on the court, and don't forget, he plays for the most influential basketball club in the world."
The CEO still couldn't make up his mind.
He said he still needed to observe.
Moreover, it wasn't working hours, and he couldn't make this decision himself; he needed to consult more important figures.
He demanded on the phone that Tony Starks hold steady, saying there would definitely be a conclusion after the game ended.
Tony was annoyed by this; he didn't know what the CEO was still hesitating about. He felt an imminent sense of urgency, deeply sensing that if he missed Fan Xi tonight, Coca-Cola would satisfy all of Lu Yuan's "excessive" conditions tomorrow.
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Fan Xi sat in a chair and asked Kobe for advice on fadeaway jump shot techniques... Fan Xi now had several very good physical attributes; he possessed the speed of prime Iverson, the explosive power of prime Kemp, and the jumping and coordination talent of prime Jordan.
However, he couldn't fully control these talents yet; he was in the process of "using these talents to enhance his previous techniques."
Of course, if he were allowed to sprint quickly, his speed and explosive power were astonishing.
He was a bit like Xuzhu in the battle of Shaoshi Mountain, his internal energy suddenly increased, and he had learned many martial arts, such as the shooting of prime Miller and the current breakthrough techniques and low center of gravity.
However, when facing Ding Chunqiu, whose strength was clearly inferior to his own, he would still find himself in a stalemate.
In contrast, Kobe was the self-contained Qiao Feng. He had long since integrated internal and external, his techniques and body were natural, and he could easily defeat You Tanzhi and Gusu Murong—who had learned the Yijin Jing—with a simple Taizu Long Fist that everyone in the martial arts world knew.
Fan Xi was in the process of establishing internal and external compatibility and melting them into one furnace. This would be a very long journey, requiring constant fighting and constant fusion. In this process, asking seniors for advice was very important.
Kobe rarely explained his technical and tactical play in the locker room, although he often held training camps all over the world under the arrangement of sponsors during the off-season and even established organizations like "Mamba Mentors."
But in reality, he was very "stingy" about teaching real techniques, preferring to transmit his spirit—the tenacious, combative Mamba spirit of fighting to the end.
He knew that his techniques were closely related to his physical talent; even if he taught others, they might not find them very useful, so it was better to let them practice their basic skills well.
Basketball is a lonely journey, and everyone has only one path of their own.
However, when Fan Xi asked Kobe for advice on post-up moves and fadeaway jump shot techniques,
he smiled: "Jack, do you know? I asked Hakeem Olajuwon to teach me post-up moves and paid $200,000 in tuition, and he only gave me eight lessons."
"However, since you are my little brother, I'm not as short of money as Olajuwon. Tell me, what are your doubts."
Kobe asked Fan Xi.
Fan Xi asked him how to adjust his pivot foot, how to capture the opponent's defensive reality during post-up shakes, and how to cut through the opponent's defense during footwork changes.
Kobe hurriedly took out his iPad, pointed to the video of his training at the time, and explained it to Fan Xi.
Later, he even handed his own training materials directly to Fan Xi.
This was very confidential stuff in the NBA.
Training footage of top NBA players is very precious because the videographers film it very carefully, and it is intended for players to use for self-correction. However, if an opponent gets it, it provides more data for the defender.
However, Kobe was very confident.
He believed that even if a defender got his training materials, they still couldn't defend against him.
Of course, he still instructed Fan Xi: "Don't show it to others, and don't copy it."
Fan Xi nodded solemnly.
He was too grateful for Kobe's trust and generosity. Kobe was truly his good big brother.
Perhaps in the eyes of others, Kobe had this or that flaw.
But for Fan Xi, even if this person had a thousand faults, if he was good to him, then he was a good person.
Fan Xi was very grateful for everything Kobe had done for him all along.
In one's life, meeting a noble person who sincerely promotes you is extremely rare and very difficult.
Phil Jackson was very happy to see the relationship between Kobe and Fan Xi so harmonious; this kind of harmony was something he had never seen before.
Back when he built two dynasties in Chicago, although Scottie Pippen was also a rookie, Jordan always "ordered" Pippen, treating him as a subordinate to be controlled; the private relationship between the two was far less close than that of Fan Xi and Kobe today.
When the Lakers dynasty was built at the turn of the century, the relationship between O'Neal and Kobe was also one of superior and subordinate at first, but as Kobe grew stronger and his ambition grew, a strange "dual-core" relationship was established between the two, expanding outward and competing inward. When they won the three-peat, O'Neal's strength could still steadily suppress Kobe, but later, when they lost to the Spurs and Pistons, it was because O'Neal's strength could no longer steadily suppress Kobe. At that time, Kobe was the kind of player who would try his best to show himself whenever there was any space.
Today, the relationship between Kobe and Fan Xi presents a strange harmony, even having a "mentorship relationship" beyond teammates. Kobe truly treats Fan Xi like an elder, spreading his wings to protect Fan Xi and giving Fan Xi plenty of room to grow.
Therefore, Phil Jackson had a strong intuition: I will historically break the curse of the three-peat.
Although they were only on the road to building a three-peat dynasty, Phil Jackson's heart had already begun to fantasize about a four-peat, a five-peat.
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The second half of the game started quickly.
Raymond Felton had been standing on the court early, waiting, his eyes fixed on the Lakers' bench.
He wanted to see how Fan Xi would use him as a whetstone.
Phil Jackson's words were too hurtful.
Raymond Felton, with his anger level at MAX, finally waited for Fan Xi.
Fan Xi checked in with Matt Barnes, Luke Walton, Lamar Odom, and Joe Smith.
This was intentional by Phil Jackson; he put both internal and external core players Kobe and Pau Gasol on the bench.
When he announced this lineup, Lao Wente in the back couldn't help but laugh out loud.
Fan Xi was a bit bewildered.
Beside him, Kobe Bryant gave him a thumbs up.
At this moment, Kobe and Jackson reached a surprising consensus: Good kid, since you want to be honed like a sharp sword, then let you be fully honed.
Anyway, Fan Xi had already proven in the second quarter that his body was fine and no longer affected by altitude sickness.
Then let you be well honed.
Beep!
When the whistle sounded, Fan Xi walked onto the court under the smiling eyes of Kobe, Jackson, Lao Wente, and others.
He couldn't help but have a "cruel" feeling like reading extracurricular books as a child: So, I am that little eagle kicked off the cliff by the mother eagle. Aren't you worried I won't be able to fly and will fall to my death?
Fan Xi rolled his eyes in annoyance.
But when he arrived in front of Raymond Felton, his eyes quickly became sharp.
"Kid, you're finally here. You're finally not that shrinking turtle..." Raymond Felton rambled on with trash talk; American black people always like to use this way to show their toughness.
Fan Xi just glanced at him contemptuously, using a simple and arrogant Chinese word to express his disdain: "Shabi!" (Idiot!)
The broadcast camera captured this shot perfectly.
American viewers thought this was Fan Xi exchanging pleasantries with Raymond.
But the Chinese viewers on the other side of the ocean were stunned.
They clearly read Fan Xi's "C-language."
The CCTV host was stunned for several seconds before saying: Haha, I didn't expect Fan Xi to have such a temperamental side. However, Raymond Felton does look very irritable and rude; he must have said a lot of so-called trash talk to Fan Xi.
While speaking, Raymond Felton had already crashed into him.
He was stronger than Ty Lawson, although not as fast. However, when he was with the Bobcats, he had learned many "dirty" defensive techniques from the famous defensive coach Larry Brown, who once created the "commoner five tigers" to defeat the Lakers' F4.
Fan Xi had just received Lamar Odom's pass when he crashed into him, and he even used his elbow to hit Fan Xi in the waist... Pfft!
The TV camera captured this shot, but the referee didn't see it.
Fan Xi stumbled from the collision and almost lost the ball.
Seeing this scene, in the land of Shenzhou, almost all the fans watching the game intently subconsciously blurted out: "Shabi!"
Raymond Felton saw that the collision worked and hurriedly pressed up again, taking big strides in an attempt to lock down Fan Xi and complete a steal from the backcourt paint... This way, his prestige would rise again.
Watching Raymond Felton's posture, the Chinese fans and commentators on the other side of the ocean had their hearts in their throats.
Because, Chinese guards are most afraid of this... During the Olympics, Chinese guards, regardless of age, were easily stolen from when pressed, and even needed two or three forwards to help them cross half-court.
The fans had been abused into having PTSD, Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder.
However.
Fan Xi is not an ordinary Chinese guard.
His ball-handling itself is highly skilled, and after gaining the ball-handling experience and low center of gravity of the "Smiling Assassin," his lethality was filled to the brim.
When Raymond Felton took big strides to press up.
Fan Xi was not only not panicked, but in a situation where there was no retreat, he was bold and took a step forward... Bang!
As he stepped, he dribbled hard... Whoosh!
Suddenly, Raymond felt a chill in his crotch, and a sharp gust of wind whistled past.
Immediately following, Fan Xi, who stepped up, rotated in front of him like a spinning top... Fan Xi exerted the coordination talent of Michael Jordan to the maximum.
Raymond Felton only felt like a shadow clone.
Yes.
The figure split.
Both man and ball passed through.
Like magic.
The Nuggets fans on the sidelines couldn't help but defect and scream.
And at this moment, chubby Raymond was still looking ahead foolishly.
He had been played.
By the time he realized this, Fan Xi had already rushed out of the three-point line.
The land of Shenzhou was boiling!
Fan Xi! Fan Xi! Fan Xi!
The roar of the CCTV commentator at this moment was like a devout believer shouting to God.
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