NBA: Max-Level Three-Pointer, I Just Want to Grind Money
Chapter 57

Curry: Is This Even F***ing Polite?!

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"Watch out!!!"

Taylor Swift, seated in the front row, hurriedly called out a warning when she saw Su Yan charging over.

"Hm?"

Hearing her, Su Yan froze for a moment and turned around, only to see the plump waitress right in front of him.

They were practically face-to-face.

There was no time to dodge.

"Bang!"

Although Su Yan instinctively tried to brake, he still crashed into her. Fortunately, he grabbed the waitress immediately.

He did not send her flying.

She only fell to the floor.

But the three drinks on the tray in her hands spilled all over the place, rapidly spreading across the court.

The key was—

Su Yan's excellent fast break had been interrupted.

"What is this?! What is this?!"

The Knicks had already started a fast break at the other end, while Su Yan was forced to stop by the sideline. Coach D'Antoni on the sideline frantically spread his hands!

The referee also realized there was a problem.

"Tweet! Tweet!"

He blew the whistle himself and stopped the game.

Although the Knicks might have had a great fast-break opportunity interrupted, the referee's decision had already minimized the losses.

First, it prevented a four-on-five situation.

Second, it saved the Knicks a timeout.

As for Su Yan—

After knocking over the plump waitress, he did not simply walk away like Kaman. Instead, he quickly stepped forward, crouched down, and helped her up.

Apologetically, he said, "Sorry, I was focused on what was behind me and didn't see you. Are you hurt?!"

"Ah~"

The waitress clearly had not expected Su Yan to help her up, much less to show concern for her.

She stood there in a daze.

There was no helping it.

With looks as outrageously handsome as Su Yan's, speaking softly to a waitress with an ordinary face

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