The delivery driver had been a huge basketball fan back in school.
If he hadn't been in such a rush to make his deliveries today, he would've stayed to watch the whole game.
As he started the engine and turned onto the road, he saw the supermarket's sign in his rearview mirror: Jiacheng Supermarket.
At that moment, something seemed to click.
Thinking back to the man's face, he realized the man looked at least seventy percent like Zhang Jiacheng.
Only then did the driver finally figure it out: the two of them had to be Zhang Jiacheng's parents.
When he'd gone into the supermarket earlier, he'd wondered why people their age would be following the NBA, let alone watching it.
But now it all made sense. The player in the game had been their son.
No wonder the man had looked a little prouder than an ordinary fan when the driver had called Zhang Jiacheng's move cool.
With that thought, he quietly resolved to chat more with Zhang Jiacheng's father when he came back after making his deliveries.
Meanwhile, at the game.
Miyazaki Isamu of the Lakers seemed to have lost his mind.
The guy had always been arrogant.
He could put up with Wang Yi blocking him, but he absolutely couldn't stand being blocked by Pang Bo.
Wang Yi was a Legendary Superstar who'd been famous for years. Miyazaki could tolerate getting blocked by him a few times, but who the hell was Pang Bo?
Just a huge, stupid-looking big man.
He was going to take Pang Bo one-on-one.
With that in mind, he once again ignored the play they'd drawn up.
When the ball reached him, he didn't pass it out. Instead, he pulled it back.
Then he beckoned to the center in the paint, signaling him to