Basketball: The Inside-Out Swingman

😅😅😅 I don't know what possessed me during the Chinese New Year, but I kept reading two books: The Big Yellow Bird and Art is just rubbish. Both of them were abandoned. I was so angry I cursed them out. Then my wife said, "You like basketball so much, why don't you write it yourself..." Yesterday… Damn, I actually put it on sale... Outrageous

That damn eunuch, that yellow bird is messing with my mindset 😕

Anticipating this, the book was abandoned again shortly after its release due to various reasons.

I died from the poison in Chapter Sixty-Eight. The protagonist deliberately didn't score more than 20 points in his first season just to reference Barkley's joke on Yao Ming.

With such a disgusting storyline involving Kardashians, what's the point of writing anything? Just abandon the story and start a new one! ╮(￣▽￣)╭

This is a really good angle to start with. I recently learned about Michael Jordan of the Wizards and discovered how pathetic the end of this stubborn old man's career was. Jordan said, "I don't feel ashamed, but it's just not the ending I imagined." The following text is from the Douyin blogger "1.5 Old Ball Player's Videos". I recommend everyone watch the original video.

I'm disgusted by the Kardashian storyline, take it down!

Sure enough, learning from past mistakes, I didn't subscribe this time, and it was abandoned again after only a few days. Thank goodness I didn't subscribe.

It's like an unfinished story. The male protagonist decides not to score 20 points in his rookie season in order to save the donkey-butt-kissing joke for Yao Ming. There's no point in continuing to write such a toxic book. It would be better to start a new one that takes the essence and discards the dross.

I feel like calling it "My Life as a Simp for Danzi" would be a better title. What do you guys think?