But...I'm not necessarily convinced by other aspects!

Although I still really want to win AMVP, I just want to admit defeat.

Tomorrow, Kobe will listen to Wei Ge’s arrangements.

As long as we can win the Eastern Conference, it doesn't matter if we win one less AMVP. Anyway, I've already won this thing once.

Hey, what other awards are there that I haven’t won?

The three-point contest officially ended. Wayne stood in the center of the field, and the cheers from the scene lasted forever.

Before the slam dunk contest even started, Wayne had already stolen all the limelight.

Today, the dunk contest has become the dessert after the main course.

The on-site staff handed the trophy to Wayne, who confidently raised the trophy above his head.

Behind him, other players participating in the three-point contest could only smile bitterly and applaud.

If you can stand at the front to receive the award, who would want to stand at the back to applaud?

They say All-Stars are just entertainment, but even if it is entertainment, who doesn’t want to be a winner?

Arenas walked away angrily, not because he was stingy.

It's just that he dared to express his true thoughts.

Wearing the red jersey of the Trail Blazers, Wayne lifted the Three-Point Contest championship trophy. Once again, he became the focus of the audience.

At this time, Tony, who was still unable to walk freely at home, watched the TV and couldn't help but applaud Wayne.

As expected of my sworn brother, these three points are with me!

But while smiling, Tony suddenly felt his nose was sore, and his whole body suddenly relaxed.

Now, besides applauding, what can he do?

Looking at his legs wearing braces and the crutches beside the sofa, Tony lowered his head.

We obviously do everything together, we make a name for ourselves in the NCAA together, we step on the shoulders of the No. 1 pick candidates and win the NCAA championship together.

We trained together, found an agent together, entered the league together, and once said we would become stars together...

But Tony knew that he could never become a star again.

The possibility of Nirvana and rebirth after such a serious injury is almost 0.

He didn't know what else he could do after experiencing such a serious injury.

Being in the spotlight like Wayne...

Probably never.

The carnival in Las Vegas continued, and Wayne began to deliver his acceptance speech.

But at this time, in the cold wind of February, Zitai was sitting outside, on the steps of his yard, looking at the sky.

I think back then, he was also standing under such a spotlight.

Being in the spotlight, holding the trophy, everyone in the audience wants to listen to you...

In 2005, everyone thought that would be the beginning.

Core member of the championship, top ten in the MVP rankings, No. 1 small forward in the Eastern Conference...

Now, these auras have gone away from him.

While Wayne was still in the spotlight, enjoying everyone's praise and applause, Artest was alone under the night sky, with no one applauding him.

Well, who makes himself superfluous?

He was kicked out by the Pacers and put on the shelf by the Kings management.

The most egregious irony is...no one is willing to inquire!

Everyone knows Ron Artest is trouble, and no one wants to plant a time bomb in the locker room.

Tai Tai smiled bitterly, stood up, and prepared to return home.

Well, even returning home was a torment for him.

Because as soon as I step inside, I have to hear my wife’s endless complaints.

But what can be done?

Gotta go home.

It's like this fucking career has to go on.

"Congratulations, my good brother." After saying that, Artest opened the door and walked into the house.

On the TV, Wayne was still being interviewed by reporters.

Three people under the same starry sky, but in completely different situations.

At the game, all the fans stood up and chanted Wayne's name.

Outside the court, almost everyone forgot the existence of Artest and Tony.

Three people whose destinies were originally intertwined now seem to be in two worlds.

No one knows whether their fates will ever intersect.

After completing a perfect performance, Wayne returned to the locker room. When he opened the door to the locker room, Kobe was already waiting inside.

"You win, how do you want us to play tomorrow?" Kobe came up and hugged Wayne.

"Phil is the coach, I just want everyone to take the game seriously."

"Phil? I'll take care of Phil's side. I'm willing to admit defeat, Wei. You won beautifully tonight, and tomorrow, I'll let you experience the feeling of being the core of an All-Star team."

"Tsk, tsk, tsk." Wayne nodded. Kobe is such a bright person!

Arenas, who had already changed his clothes and left, received a call on his way back to the hotel from the talented boy from Akron.

"Chicken Potter, are you not willing to lose to Wei?" James didn't mince words and spoke directly.

"What do you want to do?"

"Help you find your honor." This mousse is really nice to hear.

"How to find it?"

"So you're joining the gang?"

"As long as we can kill Wei."

"Welcome aboard, chicken."

Mousse and Wayne both smiled happily, our lineup is invincible!
Chapter completed!