When compared with Little Danny's scoring, what really caught the eye was his speed.
LaMelo Ball was considered one of the fastest guards in the league.
Yet in this game, whenever Little Danny raced out on a fast break, LaMelo couldn't keep up with him at all.
That gave the Kings' front office a great deal of confidence that Little Danny could make it in the NBA.
It was extremely difficult for a short player to survive in the NBA, where towering athletes were everywhere—unless he had extraordinary speed.
The famous short players in NBA history, like Muggsy Bogues and Earl Boykins, were all unbelievably fast.
But most of them disappeared after only a few seasons in the NBA.
Only a handful played for more than ten seasons, and they were basically role players.
Only the Little General, Isiah Thomas, stood 1.75 meters tall and played at an All-Star level.
As for players under 1.7 meters, they generally didn't average more than ten points per game.
So a short player like Little Danny needed to be much faster than an ordinary player.
Speed was his trump card.
In that regard, he hadn't disappointed the Kings.
At the end of the game, Wang Yi was the first to come over to Little Danny and ruffle his hair.
"Beautiful job! With you here, playing is a lot easier for me. The Kings need you, and I need you, Danny. Keep working hard."
Little Danny had always been somewhat insecure. Hearing Wang Yi say that, he couldn't help feeling grateful, and his heart surged with excitement.
"Don't worry, boss. I'll give it everything I've got!"
Rose came over too and ruffled Little Danny's hair.
"If you keep playing like this, I'll have to come off the bench for you. Haha."
Little Danny wasn't