NBA: the Old Man in the Stadium, I Beat James and Cry

"I'm seventy years old, and I'm a retired man in the kitchen. Can you help me awaken an NBA-level talent?" In the Mainland NBA draft division, a man wearing a chef's uniform, with silver hair, two meters tall and a sturdy back appeared, with a bench press of 198 kilograms, a barefoot jump of 120 centimeters, and a 100-meter sprint of 10.4 Seconds. Defeating Westbrook and Harden in a one-on-one, the Rockets inspected the top management with one vote, people were dumbfounded "Seriously, this is the first time I've seen a 70-year-old rookie in the draft." "..." The boss of a certain team looked livid, "I asked you to go on an inspection, and you will choose an uncle for me to come back?" The day Qin Yang landed in the NBA, looking at this silver-haired, seventy-year-old man, the Lakers felt numb. "Uncle, why don't you go down? I can't bear to have your old arms and legs broken." Qin Yang, who was two meters tall, had a strong back, silver hair, and bulging muscles, smiled honestly at Kuzma, "Young man, let James come up, and I will give him some resistance." This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.