"Kevin, he's my teammate."

Lin Ying said.

Durant shrugged.

A group of people continue training.

Until the end of training that day, JR didn't come back.

Lin Ying called Su Feng and asked him to pay more attention to Smith, and then continued to concentrate on training.

With just two months left until the start of the season, he hopes to have the keys to the white-hot space before then.

…

About 20 kilometers west of Madison Square Garden is a large cemetery.

At this time, in front of a tombstone named "Andre Bell", JR Smith was standing in front of the tombstone carrying two bottles of wine and a bouquet of flowers.

Americans believe that people go to heaven after death, which is a beautiful thing, so cemeteries are generally not too far from cities.

From where Smith stands, looking into the distance is Manhattan, filled with tall buildings.jpg.

Heaven and earth coexist like this.

Smith placed flowers in front of the tombstone, then sat cross-legged in front of the tombstone with both bottles of wine opened.

One bottle was opened and placed in front of the tombstone. One bottle was opened and he drank it himself.

"Andre, I'm here in New York. I can visit you often in the future."

After taking a sip of wine, Smith looked at the tombstone and made a toast gesture.

"Brooklyn is really good, much better than Freehold.

I still remember when we were young, we said we wanted to go to New York together and have a good time, and now we are both here.

I should have come here earlier, I had the chance last year."

Smith said while drinking.

When it comes to emotional moments, he will stare at the tombstone in a daze for a while.

After a while, he had finished the bottle.

But before he finished speaking, he picked up another bottle.

"I'll drink this bottle for you. I'll bring you an extra bottle next time."

Picking up the second bottle and taking a sip, he couldn't help but look at the tombstone and sighed:

"You said it would be great if you were still alive now, we could drink together every day.

No, not only can we drink together, we can also go to nightclubs together, and the nightclubs here are very exciting."

When he said this, Smith couldn't help but laugh.

After a while, most of the second bottle was drunk.

He was slightly drunk.

"Andre, no one in this world thinks highly of me."

It was at this time that his expression when looking at the tombstone became a little sad again.

"Melo just likes to have people doing things for him, I've always known that.

He likes the feeling of being surrounded by others, whether on or off the court.

Is he my brother? He is, but he is not my real brother.

When Lin said he would help me find a place to live, I thought he was different from Melo, but they are actually the same.

Except for you and Marshall, no one regards me as a true friend."

After he finished speaking, he poured all the remaining wine into his stomach in one breath, and then let out a long belch.

He looked at the tombstone for a long time.

"You mean that was what Kevin Durant said and not what Lin said? They are good friends, just like us, and he must have thought the same thing."

"You want me to take another look? Well, maybe you're right and I should go back."

Smith was talking entirely to himself.

Fortunately it was still daytime, otherwise Smith would laugh and cry now, and other people would think he was possessed by something.

"I should go back. I've already arrived in New York. I don't want you to see me in such a mess. I should go back."

Smith finally muttered to himself and stood up, stared at the tombstone for a while, then turned and left.

…

"Um?"

During training the next day, Durant was surprised to see Smith appear in the arena again.

People come and go from this training camp, but there are no people who go and come back.

After all, those who want to persevere will persevere, and those who cannot persevere know that they can't adapt, so they will naturally not come back.

This really surprised Smith.

"Kevin, I think you should give me $1,000."

Lin Ying was a little surprised when she saw Smith, but besides the surprise, she was also happy.

"Then he will have to hold on for half a day today."

Durant said after coming back to his senses.

They made a bet yesterday.

Lin Ying smiled and nodded.

I don't know why, but he wasn't optimistic about Smith yesterday, and the bet with Durant was just for fun.

But when I saw Smith today, he was very confident.

After training began, Smith was targeted by Durant.

Durant was not doing it for the $1,000, but to prove that what he said was right.

Especially during the full-court confrontation, Durant kept calling Smith's name.

Smith's defensive ability is like a woman's underwear in front of Durant, useless.

The two almost had a conflict.

After half a day of playing, Smith dumped Durant and left...

"How's it going? I'm still right, right?"

Durant looked at Lin Ying and said.

"Kevin, if I win the bet, I will be angry if you target him again."

Lin Ying felt that Durant had gone too far.

"Okay, if he comes again tomorrow, I am willing to admit defeat and promise not to cause trouble to him again."

Durant said looking at the door of the arena.

He bet that Smith would definitely not come tomorrow.

Another day of training later, Smith... really didn't come.

Lin Ying was a little disappointed, but he was willing to admit defeat and gave Durant the money.

In fact, his expectations were too high. He should know what kind of person Smith is after being a teammate in Denver for two years.

Coming to the training hall yesterday was beyond his expectation.

But how could accidents like this happen continuously?

At the end of the day's training, Lin Ying stayed to practice a few shots.

But before he finished shooting, the door to the arena was pushed open.

From a distance away, Lin Ying could feel the smell of alcohol.

When I looked again, it turned out to be Smith.

"Where's Kevin Durant? I'm going to challenge him!"

Smith angrily...burped.

Lin Ying was so angry and funny when she saw this.

Drinking can make you brave. It was only after Smith drank so much that he had the courage to challenge Durant.

But for some reason, he felt inexplicably happy in his heart.

Smith isn't that good, but,
Chapter completed!