NBA: I Enjoy a Tycoon's Life Through Basketball

The author is simply a genius at writing novels; I would call this a basketball explanatory text. Typical basketball novels depict performances on the court, the grudges and rivalries between players, the reactions of commentators and audiences, and the protagonist's impact on basketball history. However, the above content is extremely rare in this novel.

Do you think that because sports is a niche genre, urban fiction can just dominate it?

There's too little about playing basketball and too much about finding women. Author, is this still an NBA novel?

How about we categorize it as urban?

This "lovers' package" price tag is outrageous. No wealthy person would charge such a high price. Hollywood stars could afford many of these. You're treating money like dirt.

In seven of the first 20 chapters, the protagonist, with only 30 million in assets, spends 60 million US dollars to hire an ordinary person. I haven't seen such a ridiculously extravagant novel in a long time.

It's not like basketball at all; it's not like any other urban basketball novel—it's just filler content at the end.

So much nonsense! I can't stand it anymore.

I haven't read such an idiotic novel in ages, it's awful!

This is the first time I've seen such a poorly written novel. Even the free chapters are incredibly padded; there's not a single useful plot point. Each paragraph is followed by a bit of encyclopedia information, then a few more lines of plot, and then more encyclopedia entries are pasted in.