I Really Just Want to Wave a Towel

Wang Ze, No. 58 Pick, basic salary, Cavaliers water dispenser manager. Daily routine: training, sitting on the bench, waving the towel. He applauded his teammates when they came on the field, and shouted when his teammates scored. No one noticed him, and no one needed to notice him. Until there was something in his knee. Dynasty founder system. Physical value lock, injury warning, skill fusion. He no longer has to worry about his legs getting weak in the fourth quarter, or counting how many rounds he can last. He just has to do one thing - play. The towels were folded, returned to the locker, and walked into the starting lineup. LeBron is on the sidelines, D'Antoni is on the sidelines, and the entire league is on the other side. He averaged 45.5 Points per game in the preseason, and the media exploded. There was a woman named Lin Wei who worked as an ESPN reporter and interviewed him. Later, she had an eye problem and resigned and returned to China. She could not marry into his world, nor could she return to her own. She asked him: "When will you stop?" "It's time to stop," he said. Neither man told the truth. At the beginning of the regular season, everyone was waiting for Wang Ze to fall. Double team, consume, trap, target. He doesn't respond or look back. From the bench to the centerpiece, the white towel was folded in the cabinet, its corners fluffy. Someone asked him when he started to change. He thought about it. Probably the day I decided not to wave the towel. On the day the system was activated, I received a task: 10 points and 5 assists. If it fails, uninstall permanently. Later, ESPN wrote an article calling me a "fake answer." I have nothing to say. The data is there, see for yourself. ——