Hey, Tsai, go mop that damn floor! "In the Lakers locker room, superstar James pointed at the water stains on the ground and bossed me around. For three years, I, Cai Kun, nicknamed "Brother Chicken," was the humblest handyman in this wealthy team. I was shouted around by the players, ignored by the coach, and even the fans laughed at me for being an Oriental kid who can only "sing, dance, and rap."
In the last game of the regular season, the team suffered a wave of injuries and couldn't make up the roster. The desperate coach pointed at me and said: "You, just go on the field and make up the numbers, and don't get injured!" "
The whole place was in an uproar, and the whole world was watching the joke! However, when I caught the ball outside the three-point line and the basketball arced through a perfect arc into the net, the entire Staples Center fell silent.
One ball, two balls, ten balls... Twenty balls! As long as I take action, the net will ripple like water!
"Oh my God! 20 Out of 20 shots! He is not a human, he is the god of basketball! "The commentator roared on the spot.
"Fake! Are we signing up for a handyman or God? "The team manager jumped out of his seat in shock.
James, Curry, Durant... All the superstars who were once so high are now looking at me, the former "black boy", with their mouths open.
From today on, I will rewrite the rules of the alliance! I, Cai Kun, will use 100% three-pointers to shoot for my throne on this field!
A bit messy [face covering]