Although Wang Yi had gotten past his defender, the moment he saw Frank dramatically throw himself to the ground, he instantly lost his temper.
He didn't even go for the layup. He simply slammed the ball into the floor.
"Did someone pull the bones out of your body? Why are you so soft?"
Frank froze. The injured expression vanished from his face.
He was clearly a little scared.
On the other side of the court, Gao Feng and Dauding also turned to look.
Wang Yi continued to scold him. "I'm spending my personal time training with you. Can you take this seriously? Stop thinking about everything but basketball all day, and focus on training and games, okay?!"
Frank quickly stood up and lowered his head like a child who'd done something wrong. "I'm sorry, boss."
"Frank, I'm telling you: if you don't train and play hard, if you keep entertaining those crooked ideas, then I'll pin you to the bench. You won't play another second this entire season. Believe me?"
Frank seemed terrified. He shook his head over and over.
"Boss, I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'll never do it again. I'll train hard, I promise. Please don't make me sit on the bench again. I hate being a towel boy. Boss, I want to play basketball."
By the time Frank reached the last sentence, tears were streaming down his face.
"Boss, I know I don't have any talent. Without you, I probably would never get to play. Boss, please let me off this time. I'll train hard. One day, I'll definitely..."
Frank kept rambling, but suddenly, a flash of inspiration struck Wang Yi.
"Wait!"
He raised a hand to stop Frank from continuing.
Frank froze too, but when he saw that his boss no longer looked angry, he relaxed a