Chapter 107: Fan Xi, who is better than his teacher

"It's you?"

Fan Xi looked at Raymond Felton. The blood on Felton's face had been wiped clean; the wound should have been stitched up. But there were still many bloodstains on his clothes.

The fat and strong man looked like a fierce god.

Fan Xi stopped, still gazing at this guy very calmly. It was like looking at a weak coward.

"Do you know what I paid for this game? You ruined everything for me!!!" Raymond Felton growled, like a fierce tiger wanting to eat people.

Fan Xi looked at him very calmly: "No one can ruin everything for you; it's you who ruined it. If you want to perform well on the court, go practice your skills; if you want to get help from teammates, learn how to assist teammates; if you want to score, go practice shooting... Except for yourself, no one can destroy you."

"Pretending!" Raymond Felton roared, already hysterical, and rushed up to press his forehead against Fan Xi's: "I wish I could strangle you."

"You don't dare." Fan Xi's tone was still very calm: "You've already lost enough face, buddy. If you don't want to end your career here, clear the way, I'm going back to the locker room."

Fan Xi ignored Raymond Felton's hideousness, and even less took the violence that could erupt at any time to heart.

Mount Tai collapsing in front of him without changing color—this is the true character of a real man.

Raymond Felton was on the verge of reason and collapse.

He knew Fan Xi was right; as long as he made a move now, his career would end immediately. The NBA would not welcome a player who loses on the court and then runs to beat up his opponent off the court.

However, he was really too annoyed. He thought Fan Xi ruined everything for him and ruined his beautiful dream.

Just when the two were in a stalemate for the eighth second.

A voice came from behind: "Found you."

Immediately, Fan Xi felt his eyes blur, and Raymond Felton disappeared directly from his pupils.

Looking closely, it was actually a person wearing football gear who knocked him directly to the ground.

Raymond Felton was thrown out more than three meters, making a painful wail.

"Damn it, aren't you very powerful?"

The football player shouted viciously and sat on top of him.

Fan Xi immediately understood what was going on.

He shook his head slightly, didn't go over to pull them apart, just walked toward the locker room.

Forgive others when you can, and evil people have their own evil people to grind them.

Raymond Felton beat someone at the airport, and the retribution came immediately.

Fan Xi was too lazy to participate in their grievances.

Phil Jackson and Lao Wente saw the whole process from behind.

They were very shocked.

What shocked them wasn't Raymond Felton being thrown out three meters away.

It was Fan Xi.

Fan Xi's calmness when dealing with Raymond Felton's solo provocation made them feel shocked.

Phil Jackson was a well-traveled head coach. Michael Jordan was the first tough guy in his heart; facing any challenge of "force" and the threat of dirty moves on the court, he never showed weakness, always defeating the strong with strength.

Kobe Bryant was the same; even if an opponent threw the ball in front of him to provoke him, he never blinked, his heart harder than a killer's.

Now seeing Fan Xi.

Phil Jackson had a feeling of "the blue is better than the blue"; he not only determined that Fan Xi was the same kind of person as Kobe and Jordan, possessing hardness and calmness in his bones.

At the same time, he also determined that the energy in Fan Xi's heart was stronger than Jordan's and Kobe's.

Because Fan Xi was facing Raymond Felton alone off the court.

Felton was covered in blood, physically strong, and had even killed a football player in front of him at the airport.

But Fan Xi not only didn't retreat, but in his words, he also judged Felton condescendingly. It was like the religious tribunal judging a heretic.

"This guy is a born superstar; all he lacks is time."

Lao Wente said to Jackson, deeply moved.

Phil Jackson nodded in approval.

"Perhaps his talent is a bit worse than the new generation of Derrick Rose, Westbrook, Kevin Durant, and others. However, he has the heart of a strong man."

"We should be glad that Kobe Bryant has been able to accept a new strong man rising by his side."

Lao Wente continued.

Phil Jackson nodded again in approval.

It is so; with Kobe Bryant's personality from before, how could he accept such an energetic rookie superstar who must be tempered with ball possession?

Today's Kobe Bryant doesn't care so much about personal stats anymore; he only wants his dynasty, he only wants his championship count to rise steadily, surpassing Jordan, surpassing the Ring King!

Fan Xi is an important helper for him to realize his wish.

When Fan Xi entered the locker room, Kobe Bryant came to his side and poured a large bucket of ice on his head, laughing loudly: "Hey, Jack. Congratulations, you've completed another buzzer-beater; you are now the player with the most buzzer-beaters this season!!"

Fan Xi spread his palms; he knew nothing about the huge NBA data system.

However, his teammates all rushed over to congratulate him.

In the NBA, the ability to shoot at critical moments is highly valued. If Fan Xi talks about his next contract, the agent can completely list this data separately to ask for a price.

It's just that for Fan Xi today, getting a max contract is no problem at all.

The NBA has some renewal contracts that are mostly standard contracts. When you reach a certain level, you will get a corresponding contract. Of course, there are also some clever agents who help players get contracts that exceed their abilities.

For example, Lewis back then, his billion-dollar contract was simply unimaginable.

After Kobe pranked Fan Xi, he handed Fan Xi a towel; he didn't want his "big baby" to catch a cold.

At this time, Mike Dunleavy also walked over to wipe the cold water for Fan Xi.

This was a very unusual performance, because before this, Mike Dunleavy had always held prejudices against Fan Xi.

"Jack, thank you, tonight." Dunleavy whispered to Fan Xi to express his gratitude.

Fan Xi patted him on the shoulder: "It's nothing, we are teammates. You are our number one shooter on the outside."

Fan Xi's generous and natural words were like a spring breeze.

Dunleavy felt Fan Xi's unique charm.

At this moment, he completely surrendered.

He didn't want to confront Fan Xi anymore.

He just wanted to have Fan Xi's friendship.

So, he reached out and shook hands with Fan Xi forcefully again.

This was his sense of ritual.

It just so happened that this scene was seen by Phil Jackson and Lao Wente who had just entered the locker room.

They looked at each other and smiled.

Jack Fan is indeed extraordinary.

A born leader.

…

On the way to the airport, Phil Jackson asked Fan Xi: "Now, can you tell me about things after 30?"

Fan Xi laughed loudly and then said: "The other half of that proverb is, if a man is arrogant and reckless after 30, then even if he has achievements, his achievements won't be great."

Phil Jackson suddenly realized.

Then, he asked Fan Xi: "Is this the reason you look down on Raymond Felton?"

Fan Xi shrugged, noncommittal, just asking: "Is Raymond Felton 30 years old?"

Phil Jackson didn't know either.

… ===== CHAPTER 108 =====