Jordan: I thought he was there to help me!

Chapter 682 The worst All-Star Game in history! Lin Tian

"Allen, how about I give you a task?" Lin Tian asked Iverson, still on the bus, as he leaned against the back of the seat in front of him.

"I won't accept any missions, just like I won't accept those bastards' mission to isolate you." Iverson didn't even look up, emphasizing his own stubbornness.

"Then can I ask you to do me a favor, or help my buddy out?" Lin Tian rolled his eyes, and reluctantly changed his approach.

"That's fine." This time, Iverson raised his head, waiting for Lin Tian to speak.

After muttering something, Lin Tian said, "I hope you can do me a favor and help me buy drinks for those bastards in the West!"

"this one?"

"Let's take them to the coolest place in New Orleans for a whole night of fun!"

"That's it?"

"I'll pay for it!"

"Damn it, Lin, how come your insults are so foul now!" Iverson stood up angrily when he heard that Lin Tian actually wanted to pay, and said, "Do you think I'm short of that little bit of money?"

"I've taken care of it for you." Iverson sullenly sat down again and said, "You don't need to worry about the money. Your goal, isn't it to make them drink as much as possible, drink as much as possible, preferably to the point where they can't even get up?"

"You're truly my good buddy! You understand me!" Lin Tian laughed heartily, patting Iverson on the shoulder. "Then everything depends on you!"

This task, Lin Tian has to hand it over to Iverson.

Otherwise, these people in the East these days, no matter what their relationship with him is, are either honest and wouldn't even dare to touch a little girl's hand before they start singing at the top of their lungs, or they're not big enough to invite people to drink and have fun, they're only qualified to serve tea and water on the side.

Looking at the entire Eastern Conference, only Iverson has the qualifications and persona to do this.

Now that Iverson has agreed, everything will be much easier!

You dare to mess with me, Master Lin?

Let's see who's more cunning!

"Don't touch me." Unexpectedly, Iverson pushed Lin Tian's hand away with disgust and looked at him, saying, "We're not on the same path."

"I'm perfectly innocent."

Lin Tian responded to Iverson with a middle finger.

The Western Conference stars responded to Iverson with thumbs-up.

"Alan! You truly live up to your reputation as a trendsetter in Philadelphia's nightlife scene!"

"Alan, I heard you can find fun places to go even in that stupid place, Minnesota?"

"Allen, after I play in the All-Star game, I'll be going to Orlando for an away game, and then..."

"Alan, they always say Jason's got connections and can find good places all over America. A lot of people even say Lin's the king of nightclubs, but if you ask me, you're the real nightclub compass!"

……

A barrage of flattery, one glass of wine after another, plus the fact that Iverson had instructed the women in the club before he even arrived... well, those unfortunate girls who had lost both parents, whose husbands were gamblers, whose sons were paralyzed, and whose brothers were mentally disabled, to drink more alcohol, and to drink it in all sorts of different ways.

They had to chug down beer, red wine, grape wine, black wine, and all sorts of liquor!

Tonight, Iverson is going to make these guys drink their fill!

……

On Sunday morning, the day of the All-Star Game, everyone from the Eastern Conference team arrived at the practice facility for their final and only open practice before the game.

This training session will be attended by a large number of reporters, and there will be a long interview session afterward, which is the legendary roundtable discussion.

That morning, apart from Iverson, everyone else on the Eastern Conference team was in a very relaxed and casual state. They were chatting and shooting hoops at the same time, playing a game that was completely stress-free and didn't break a sweat.

Unlike Iverson, who was sitting on the sidelines like a dead dog, looking dazed and motionless.

This guy really sacrificed himself for the mission last night, giving it his all, and almost lost his soul in the nightclub.

At this moment, he was still in a daze and hungover state.

If Iverson, who was deliberately trying to get people drunk, was acting like this, then it goes without saying what kind of state the other guys in the West who were just drinking and having fun were in!

"I'll have someone send you some more goji berries, angelica root, liver-protecting pills, and the like." Lin Tian patted Iverson's shoulder with concern. This guy is a real savior! He's really willing to risk his life when something happens.

We must help him take good care of himself!

However, Iverson probably won't be able to play well tonight. He's been completely drained, and his best option tonight is to sit on the bench all night to sober up.

Otherwise, judging from his appearance, he might not be able to find his soul again even after the All-Star Weekend ends.

Well, it's also worth mentioning that in the All-Star Rookie Challenge on Friday night, the second-year team dominated, crushing the rookie team and winning by the largest margin in Rookie Challenge history.

155: 114!

The first-year team lost by a whopping 41 points, breaking the tournament record.

The MVP award went to David Lee of the second-year team. This guy transformed into a behemoth under the basket that night, making all 14 of his shots and racking up a massive double-double of 30 points and 11 rebounds. He truly deserved to win the MVP.

Yesterday, on Saturday, Gerald Green, nicknamed "Nine-Fingered Beggar," won the championship with a spectacular dunk.

The Heat's Kapono easily won the 3-point contest, while Wade, who has participated in the Skills Challenge many times, finally realized his dream this time and won the Skills Challenge championship.

Finally, of course, is Sunday, which is the highlight and most important game of the entire All-Star Weekend!

All-Star Game!

That night, New Orleans fans unleashed a long-lost passion, forgetting the hurricane's devastation and pain, and forgetting the despair of the past.

They can fully immerse themselves in this wonderful competition, to appreciate it, to unleash their passion, and to rediscover their own!

Accompanied by New Orleans' signature jazz music and a variety of pre-game programs, a total of 24 players from the East and West took to the field and began their warm-up.

That night, the relationship between the two was still visibly bad.

That evening, the players from both sides didn't interact much, nor did they greet or chat with players they were familiar with.

The joy that Iverson brought them the night before seemed to have vanished.

As for why this is the case?

The answer is quite simple.

That afternoon, during an interview at a roundtable conference, Lin Tian was asked a fairly routine question by a reporter.

It's the kind of question that a reporter would definitely ask even if they caught a 3-year-old child on the street.

"What are your thoughts on tonight's game? Are you confident?"

Such a simple, routine question, yet Lin Tian gave it a brilliant answer.

"I'm going to pull off something big tonight!"

Before the reporter could react, Lin Tian had already continued.

"In 1966 in Cincinnati, the East team easily defeated the West team with a score of 137-94 to win that year's All-Star Game championship."

"In the Rookie Challenge that just ended, the second-year team also won the game by a record-breaking huge margin."

"So tonight, we want to break a record! We don't want to be outdone! My goal tonight is to break the 1966 record and make this 40-year-old record a thing of the past!"

While reporters were eager to ask what the results of the 1966 All-Star Game and Rising Stars Challenge had to do with tonight's game—how could you, Lin Tian, ​​put all three things together?—what they really wanted to know was, why was Lin Tian suddenly so murderous?

Over the past few years, you've shown an attitude of being too lazy to play in the All-Star Game and preferring to coast along as much as possible.

Why has the murderous aura suddenly returned this year?

"Didn't I say that because the East beat the West by 43 points in 1966, and because the sophomore team just beat the rookie team by 41 points, I also want to break the record."

The reporters understood!

There's no need for a reason at all! They're just being narrow-minded!

It's like your boss wants to mess with you today. It doesn't matter whether you entered the company with your left foot first or upside down, I'm going to mess with you today!

Lin Tian was the same.

This league's number one player is going to take down your Western Conference tonight!

What's the reason?

I should hit you, you'll have to take it!

Why so many?

The reporters at the scene were naturally excited by Lin Tian's unreasonable and even illogical domineering behavior, wishing they could be attached to him and hope he would say a few more words!

"Lin, is there anything you particularly want to say to the Western Conference players? Are you going to declare war on them or something?"

"Declaring war is unnecessary, too high-profile. I've always been a low-key person," Lin Tian said with a smile. "Let's just give them a friendly reminder: if they don't want to embarrass themselves, if they don't want to become a laughingstock in All-Star history, they should hurry up and go home to sleep!"

"The nights in New Orleans are dangerous. I'm going to wipe you out!"

They've become even more arrogant!

The reporters were, of course, even more excited!

Lin Tian's few words are enough for them to achieve all the KPIs for this All-Star Game!

She's truly a living bodhisattva in our media industry!

Reporters were no longer interested in covering the Eastern Conference All-Star game.

What good nonsense can a bunch of you possibly spout?

They couldn't wait to attend the Western All-Star Roundtable meeting that was scheduled for two hours later!

Haven't you been waiting for this for ages?!

When the afternoon meeting began, reporters rushed to the star players they wanted to interview, and almost all of them started with the exact same question.

"Lin said he's going to beat you guys up 50 points tonight, what do you think?"

What do you think?

The people in the West are absolutely furious!

Our Avengers have already disbanded, and you still dare to piss in my face, huh?!

Hit me! Hit me hard! Tonight, I'll beat you to death!

Let's have a real fight and see who's the coward!

One after another, the Western Conference stars made bold statements, declaring that they were not afraid and wanted to have a good go at Lin Tian to see who was the real loser.

Generally speaking, the All-Star Game is a 50/50 affair. This year was somewhat of an exception, with many key players from the East failing to make the cut. Given that the West has home-court advantage, the general consensus is that the West is the favorite.

Overall, it's roughly a comparison of 3.5 to 6.5.

But when the reporters finished interviewing the Western Conference stars and watched as these players shakily stood up and walked out of the meeting room, their legs were still trembling slightly...

What the hell is going on?

Did they all catch a cold or did they all have diarrhea at the same time?

Why do they all look so listless?

The reporters looked at each other and then nodded in agreement.

Investigate! Go and find out what's going on with these guys in the West right now. You might just dig up some super bombshell information, like a gold club!

Of course, before we find out anything, we must first expose all the information we received today!

Lin Tian is going to set a new all-time record for the largest point difference!

The West wants to kill Lin Tian!

That's how you advertise it!

Tonight's ratings are absolutely going to explode!

These are the reasons why the two teams' stars didn't exchange a single word before the All-Star game and seemed to dislike each other.

If you've almost killed someone, who's going to give them a friendly look?

Lin Tian!

Of all 24 star players in the arena, he was the only one with a big smile on his face. Holding two All-Star jerseys and a pen, he skipped over to the West team, grabbed Kobe, and said, "Come on, help me sign this."

"I was planning to auction them off on YouTube—two team-signed jerseys. I wonder how much they'll fetch!"

Kobe, as if possessed, picked up a pen, quickly signed his name, and was about to curse Lin Tian for being shameless when Lin Tian turned around and walked to McGrady's side.

"Tracy, could you please sign this for me?"

Shameless!

How could this person be so shameless!

Not only the Western Conference stars, but even the Eastern Conference players couldn't stand it anymore.

No, bro, you're the one who made those threats, the one who said you'd kill them, and now you're the one going over there to get their autographs and souvenirs.

Brother, are you schizophrenic?

Clearly, Lin Tian is not schizophrenic.

He's simply shameless.

Unfortunately, there aren't any shameless people in the West. The only one in the entire league who could rival Lin Tian in terms of shamelessness might just be the old rogue Kidd, but unfortunately, he played terribly this year and didn't even make it into the All-Star Game!

As for the others? Even if they secretly wanted to sign their names on Lin Tian's face and then strangle him with their clothes, they were too embarrassed to refuse his request for an autograph.

That's what happens when you're not thick-skinned enough; you can only grit your teeth and accept it, and sign your name while holding your breath.

After quickly getting everyone's signatures from the Western team, Lin Tian didn't forget to add a provocative remark: "Remember our agreement tonight! Our goal: break the all-time record of a 43-point point difference! Let's do our best together!"

Let's cheer each other on, you idiot!

The Western Conference stars rolled their eyes, then quickly turned away, never looking at Lin Tian again.

I can't watch anymore, or I'll have a brain hemorrhage!

After Lin Tian took the clothes and had them signed by the group from the East again, he finally achieved the feat of having all 24 people sign them! He quickly put the clothes away under the chair on the west side of the bench and then walked back to the court.

The match is about to begin!

The substitutes from both sides quickly returned to their benches, while the ten starting players took to the field.

At least on the surface, both sides appear aggressive.

Both sides looked like they wanted to kill each other.

"Tonight's game is likely to be the most intense, fierce, and fierce All-Star game in NBA history!" Barkley analyzed as usual before the game started. "Because in previous All-Star games, no one could single-handedly provoke the entire opposing team's anger."

"What Lin said during today's interview will definitely infuriate those guys in the West."

Kenny added, "But we should also thank Lin, shouldn't we? Whether or not he succeeds in creating the biggest point difference in history, the result of his words will inevitably be a real All-Star game showdown!"

"This is way more fun than those casual dunk contests and back-and-forth three-point shooting! The most important thing about the All-Star Game is the competition! People love watching the stars go head-to-head in a crazy battle!"

"But I have to say, Lin is really arrogant!" Barkley shook his head and sighed. "I've never heard of anyone saying they'd kill their opponent during an All-Star game."

"This alliance is only possible because Lin is so crazy and charismatic."

As the two analyzed and anticipated, the referee walked to the center of the court, looked at Yao Ming and Shaquille O'Neal, and then blew the whistle, throwing the basketball into the air!

"Smack!" This time, Yao Ming easily defeated Shaquille O'Neal, whose physical abilities had declined, by relying on his height. He successfully passed the ball to Lin Tian.

After receiving the ball, Lin Tian was about to deliver a long pass to Carter, who was making a run down the court. This was a routine he used to perform with Carter when he was with the Pacers.

In previous All-Star games, neither side put much effort into defense; they just dealt with the game superficially.

But this time, the Western Conference team's retreat defense was much faster than in previous All-Star games! As soon as Lin Tian raised the ball, the four Western Conference players, except for O'Neal, had already returned to their defensive positions, focusing on an aggressive approach!

Is this how you play it?

Lin Tian was no longer in a hurry. After putting the ball down, he began to slowly advance.

Honestly, if the Western team hadn't been hungover and hadn't been dunked on by Iverson last night, their best chance against the Eastern team would have been 50/50. They wouldn't have won by 40 points, and even winning by 4 points would have depended on their performance on the day.

But now, Lin Tian knew better than anyone that the guys opposite him were just paper tigers. Besides intimidating people, their legs were weaker and their stamina was weaker than the other.

They're all paper tigers!

Paper tiger, trying to scare me by pretending to be a real tiger?

court death!

After arriving at the front court, Lin Tian casually waved to signal everyone to pull him aside, and then turned around to face Nash in front of him.

It's been so long since we last met, I have to get some time to get together with Nash!

Let's start with back-to-the-basket moves!

"Steve, are you ready? I'm about to begin!" (End of Chapter)