"We all know that the New York Knicks have plenty of cap space right now. If the team could bring in another high-caliber All-Star player, then under your leadership, New York might become the strongest contender for the championship this season.
"You know, there have been all kinds of trade rumors flying around lately about certain players, like Kyrie Irving, Bradley Beal, DeMar DeRozan, Brandon Ingram, and others..."
"Sorry, that's not something I should be thinking about right now, and I don't have anything to say about it. I'll leave it to the front office to consider. All I need to do is stay in shape and play well every game. That's it. And I'm sure the front office has plenty of ambition and a sensible plan for building the team, so they can make the New York Knicks stronger. After all, they wouldn't just stand by and watch me waste my prime, would they? Hahahaha." (Booth: "We're in my area of expertise now?")
After wrapping up the brief interview with a joke, Chen Xi draped a towel over his shoulders and ambled toward the players' tunnel.
He even had enough energy along the way to sign the sneakers fans held out to him beside the tunnel.
His body was certainly sending him constant signals of exhaustion.
But there was no denying that winning felt wonderful—especially winning such a hard-fought game in such an incredible way. It was a feeling that was hard to resist.
The dopamine flooding his brain easily washed away the fatigue brought on by lactic acid.
He strode into the locker room and joined his teammates in their excited celebrations. After celebrating with them for a while, his emotions finally began to settle.
That was when Chen Xi started feeling that intense exhaustion sweeping through