Never Give a Shooter Consecutive Shooting Opportunities!

The more serious a man was, the more handsome he looked!

Su Yan's passion and dedication to the game drove the foreign girls' infatuation and desire for him even wilder!

They were all lovestruck.

Two minutes.

Su Yan once again used [Off-ball Movement lv1] to get a Three-pointer opportunity at the left wing.

Clang!

Unfortunately, he missed.

That was normal. Even [Max Level Three-Pointer] did not mean every shot would go in with a 100% success rate.

Fortunately.

David Lee muscled his way to the rebound and kicked it back out, giving Su Yan another opportunity.

Swish!

A shot straight through the net from a hundred paces away.

This time, Su Yan buried it cold-bloodedly.

Stuckey's defense was a beat too slow.

On the sidelines, D'Antoni crossed his arms and smiled. "Remember! Never give a shooter consecutive shooting opportunities!"

"Damn it!"

Stuckey's scalp tingled. "This guy's shot is really that accurate—so accurate it makes people despair!!!

No.

We'd been defending him this way before, and it could limit his Three-pointers. Why isn't it working all of a sudden?!"

Stuckey could not understand it.

"Let me do it!"

Hamilton looked grave. "Su Yan's off-ball movement is incredible. None of you can keep up with him.

Only I can go up against him!"

Hamilton had identified the key issue.

His analysis was correct.

For the final two minutes... he would guard Su Yan. Though he was old, his off-ball movement was even better than Su Yan's.

He really could stick to Su Yan.

But.

First, there were only two minutes left, and the Score difference was already in double digits. Even if he stopped Su Yan, there would not be enough time to catch up.

Second, he was the team's primary offensive core. Once he put more of his focus into defense.

The Pistons' offensive firepower declined.

That would only make it harder to close the gap.

Even if Hamilton admitted that he gave Su Yan plenty of trouble in the final stretch, the Knicks still smoothly took the game.

They won.

Two straight wins!

Su Yan's arrival had given the Knicks two consecutive victories after a ten-game losing streak, including one stunning twenty-point comeback!!!

"We won!"

David Lee beamed.

"We won again!"

Wilson Chandler raised his arms and roared, while McGrady also smiled happily. "Su Yan is truly New York's blessing.

He can keep bringing the team victories."

"Hahaha~"

Coach D'Antoni laughed heartily. "Although my original intention was wrong, the result is... I unearthed a true treasure!!!"

As for Su Yan.

He was now extremely satisfied with him, more satisfied than he was with any current Knicks player.

A handsome face = guaranteed popularity.

Defense + Three-pointers = elite 3-and-D player.

A positive and serious attitude toward the game = the coaching staff's wild delight.

It was genuinely hard not to like someone like Su Yan.

The fans cheered and jumped for joy, waving flags and shouting for Su Yan.

The players crowded around Su Yan, circling him as they savored the joy of victory.

Once again, Su Yan was the center of everyone's attention.

He had never experienced this feeling before crossing over, and Su Yan rather liked it.

Playing well could earn him popularity and praise.

Playing well could make him money.

After making money, he could spend it to unlock higher-level privilege gift packs, making himself stronger, gaining even more popularity, and earning even more money.

It was a virtuous cycle.

Put simply, he just had to play every game well, then spend more money, and then... enjoy the praise and life.

If you think this book is good, please remember to add it to your bookshelf so you don't lose it next time.

Wouldn't that be a wonderful life?

Su Yan had an epiphany.

They celebrated for quite a while.

ESPN's famous reporter Woj jogged over excitedly, afraid another reporter would steal the first interview opportunity from him.

He raised his microphone and asked with a smile, "Mr. Su Yan, you played another excellent game tonight.

You led the team to victory.

Two straight wins.

Before you arrived, the Knicks were a team on a ten-game losing streak. You deserve immense credit for tonight's win."

"It was everyone's contribution."

As always, Su Yan was humble—uh... professional.

"Haha!"

Woj smiled and continued, "I'd like to ask, Mr. Su Yan, why are you playing so desperately hard on a ten-day contract worth 20,000 USD?

What I mean is, you're a shooter. You only need to do your own job well."

Why?

Let me calculate it for you.

Tonight's stats were: 25 points, 4 rebounds, 3 assists, 3 steals, and 1 block. He went 9-for-15 from the field, including 7-for-12 from Three-pointer range and 2-for-3 on Two-pointers.

7*6000+2*4000+4*400+3*600+3*1000+1*1000=57,400 USD.

Add in the walking and Dribbling, and 60,000 would not be a problem.

That's right.

I made 60,000 USD in a single game.

You also know that a ten-day contract is only worth 20,000 USD.

I mean... your salary for half a year might not even be 60,000 USD.

So, if it were you, you'd go all out too.

Of course.

Su Yan could not say that directly.

He smiled, then said with a straight face, "Because I love basketball. It's that simple.

I'm very grateful that the Knicks gave me this contract and the opportunity to play.

I will treasure it all the more.

I will enjoy the happiness basketball brings me. That's all!!!"

"Wooow~"

Woj was moved after hearing that. "A pure basketball lover—this is truly worthy of respect.

Su Yan.

Whether it is your love for basketball or the performance you've delivered on the court, you should not be an Undrafted player.

Keep it up!

I believe you will become a player like Ben Wallace, or perhaps even better than him!"

Big Ben?

Why bring him up here?

Because... Ben Wallace was also an Undrafted player.

One championship.

Four All-Star selections, two Rebounding King awards, one Block King award, four DPOY awards, three All-NBA Second Team selections, and five All-Defensive First Team selections.

Ben Wallace's career résumé thus far could be called: the greatest Undrafted player in NBA history.

When Woj said Su Yan would be stronger than Ben Wallace in the future, the implication... was self-evident.

Naturally, Su Yan understood what he meant.

"You flatter me."

He smiled modestly. "That is a very difficult height to reach, but... I will take senior Ben Wallace as my goal and work hard to get closer to him."

This kid really knew how to talk.

Not bad~

Pretty damn good!

Ben Wallace, who had not yet left the court and was listening to the interview, nodded in satisfaction. The fist clenched in his hand slowly loosened as well.

Even though they had lost.

That was because he was old. If this wet-behind-the-ears brat Su Yan had dared to look down on him.

Ben Wallace would not have minded "killing" him.

Fortunately... Su Yan's words were very "tactful."

After finishing that official-sounding speech, Su Yan suddenly felt the back of his head tighten before it immediately returned to normal.

Thunderous applause erupted throughout the arena.

Su Yan's love for basketball undoubtedly made even more fans like him.

And as the female fans watched such an innocent Su Yan, they liked him even more, their desire to conquer him growing stronger!

They could not wait to get close to him, wishing they could shrink the distance between them to below zero tonight!!!