Volume One: I Came, I Saw, I Conquered! Chapter One: If I Were the Warriors' Head Coach
Huaxia, Magic City.
Zhang Yu knew from the start that this was a brainless Curry-bashing post, but he still clicked on it.
"Damn!" Zhang Yu rolled over. "Kerr's trash, the front office is trash. They're wasting Curry's prime. If I were the Warriors' head coach, I'd lead them to eight straight championships, and Curry would surpass Jordan!"
He picked up his phone. It was already half past midnight.
"Curry's got three championships and not a single Finals MVP. The Warriors missed the playoffs two years in a row without Klay. He's only made First Team All-NBA four times and been an All-Star seven times. He's not as good as Harden. And this is supposed to be the second-best point guard in history?"
Outside, cicadas chirped as a gentle night breeze drifted past. Only in the dead of night did the oppressive heat blanketing all of SH City briefly let up.
"Ha! He's just a stat-padding chucker. Harden's taken the Rockets to the playoffs every year, and even his highest-scoring season was only 32 points a game. Let's see him put up 36."
"Netting Harden" replied quickly.
Zhang Yu knew from the start that this was a brainless Curry-bashing post, but he still clicked on it.
People like that loved to inflate the historical standing of their favorite players while putting down everyone else's, just for the fun of it.
Zhang Yu smiled faintly as he read, then started typing.
It wasn't just Harden fans. Every star had a small group of keyboard warriors among their fans.
Zhang Yu stared intently at the screen of his MacBook.
Zhang Yu knew from the start that this was a brainless Curry-bashing post, but he still clicked on it.
At least Wiggins had joined the Warriors now. Their future was bright.
The screen was packed with data, charts, and English words, all dense and hard to make sense of.
"Haha, OP, say something! I thought Harden had already won a bunch of championships!"
At least Wiggins had joined the Warriors now. Their future was bright.
Especially last season, when Curry silenced his doubters with an unstoppable performance that surpassed his 2016 form, won the scoring title, and then watched the Warriors fall just short of the playoffs.
"What championships has Harden won?"
Only after picking up a blue-and-white jersey did he carefully smooth out its wrinkles and hang it up on a clothes hanger.
Although work kept him from watching live games every day, he set aside one day each weekend to enjoy Curry's three-point show.
When failure came so close to success, it left the deepest scars.
Every year, there were plenty of sky-walking big men, but a Curry came along only once in more than seventy years!
After finishing, he checked his work several more times, saved a backup copy, and stretched.
Huaxia, Magic City.
When he opened Hupu, the most popular post caught Zhang Yu by surprise: "[Olympics News] USA Falls to France for First Group-Stage Loss After Missing Three Straight Threes in Crunch Time."
He picked up his phone. It was already half past midnight.
"Curry's got three championships and not a single Finals MVP. The Warriors missed the playoffs two years in a row without Klay. He's only made First Team All-NBA four times and been an All-Star seven times. He's not as good as Harden. And this is supposed to be the second-best point guard in history?"
Every year, there were plenty of sky-walking big men, but a Curry came along only once in more than seventy years!
By the time he checked the post, there were already replies below:
"Curry's got three championships and not a single Finals MVP. The Warriors missed the playoffs two years in a row without Klay. He's only made First Team All-NBA four times and been an All-Star seven times. He's not as good as Harden. And this is supposed to be the second-best point guard in history?"
"The Nets are definitely winning it all next year. Then Harden will be Finals MVP."
"Netting Harden" replied.
Across the street, the apartment building stood dark, with only a few windows lit.
It wasn't just Harden fans. Every star had a small group of keyboard warriors among their fans.
What would become of the Warriors after he retired?
Across the street, the apartment building stood dark, with only a few windows lit.
Zhang Yu shook his head with a wry smile and left the thread.
If Durant knew how many people in the distant East dared to mock him online, he'd probably spend the next day studying Chinese before storming Hupu, grabbing a keyboard, and slaughtering every mortal who dared joke about the Grim Reaper.
Outside, cicadas chirped as a gentle night breeze drifted past. Only in the dead of night did the oppressive heat blanketing all of SH City briefly let up.
"Ha, Curry doesn't even have a Finals MVP. What good are those championships? Harden wouldn't stoop to winning a title without Finals MVP!"
"Netting Harden" had finally lost his temper.
"Big talk in the offseason, crazy talk in the regular season, and not a word in the playoffs. That's some Harden fans for you!"
Zhang Yu put down his phone, rubbed his tired eyes, and got up to wash up.
The bed was a mess, with clothes strewn everywhere. He picked them up one by one without folding them and stuffed them into the wardrobe beside him.
After washing up, Zhang Yu returned to the cramped bedroom.
When he opened Hupu, the most popular post caught Zhang Yu by surprise: "[Olympics News] USA Falls to France for First Group-Stage Loss After Missing Three Straight Threes in Crunch Time."
Maybe success really did make people complacent.
"Haha, OP, say something! I thought Harden had already won a bunch of championships!"
"Curry won the scoring title last season, made First Team All-NBA, and finished top three in MVP voting. How is it his fault they missed the playoffs?"
"What championships has Harden won?"
At least Wiggins had joined the Warriors now. Their future was bright.
He worked as an investment analyst at a new private equity firm in Shanghai. Working late into the night was part of the job.
He worked as an investment analyst at a new private equity firm in Shanghai. Working late into the night was part of the job.
"What championships has Harden won?"
Zhang Yu paused, then clicked on the post.
The file he'd just finished was a detailed report on an overseas investment project. He had to review it and submit it to his department manager the next day.
He worked as an investment analyst at a new private equity firm in Shanghai. Working late into the night was part of the job.
Although work kept him from watching live games every day, he set aside one day each weekend to enjoy Curry's three-point show.
He picked up his phone. It was already half past midnight.
This was a classic Warriors jersey. The Bay Bridge was printed across the front, with "30" and "CURRY" on the back.
After washing up, Zhang Yu returned to the cramped bedroom.
He picked up his phone and began his nightly routine.
He worked as an investment analyst at a new private equity firm in Shanghai. Working late into the night was part of the job.
"Big talk in the offseason, crazy talk in the regular season, and not a word in the playoffs. That's some Harden fans for you!"
The file he'd just finished was a detailed report on an overseas investment project. He had to review it and submit it to his department manager the next day.
The bed was a mess, with clothes strewn everywhere. He picked them up one by one without folding them and stuffed them into the wardrobe beside him.
Suddenly, he saw a newly posted thread titled "A Rational Discussion: Is Curry Really a Superstar?"
The bed was a mess, with clothes strewn everywhere. He picked them up one by one without folding them and stuffed them into the wardrobe beside him.
"USA, don't think you've got this in the bag."
This apartment was a typical old, cramped place. It had been built in the nineties as a housing project for a Shanghai government department. It was only sixty square meters, yet the rent was 5,500 yuan a month.
He'd bought the jersey five years ago. There were five other Curry jerseys of different designs in his wardrobe, but this was his favorite.
He finished, checked his work several more times, saved a backup copy, and stretched.
Especially last season, when Curry silenced his doubters with an unstoppable performance that surpassed his 2016 form, won the scoring title, and then watched the Warriors fall just short of the playoffs.
He picked up his phone and began his nightly routine.
They even had people pretending to be fans of other players, stirring up fights and sitting back to watch the chaos. They'd turned it into an art.
A passerby had joined the thread and left a comment below:
The bed was a mess, with clothes strewn everywhere. He picked them up one by one without folding them and stuffed them into the wardrobe beside him.
A passerby had joined the thread and left a comment below:
What would become of the Warriors after he retired?
Suddenly, he saw a newly posted thread titled "A Rational Discussion: Is Curry Really a Superstar?"
Zhang Yu shook his head with a wry smile and left the thread.
The file he'd just finished was a detailed report on an overseas investment project. He had to review it and submit it to his department manager the next day.
He finished, checked his work several more times, saved a backup copy, and stretched.
Only after picking up a blue-and-white jersey did he carefully smooth out its wrinkles and hang it up on a clothes hanger.
People like that loved to inflate the historical standing of their favorite players while putting down everyone else's, just for the fun of it.
"Damn!" Zhang Yu rolled over. "Kerr's trash, the front office is trash. They're wasting Curry's prime. If I were the Warriors' head coach, I'd lead them to eight straight championships, and Curry would surpass Jordan!"
He finished, checked his work several more times, saved a backup copy, and stretched.
At least Wiggins had joined the Warriors now. Their future was bright.
"What championships has Harden won?"
"USA lost to France?" Zhang Yu clicked on the thread and skimmed through it. "Lillard went 3-for-10 for 11 points, Durant went 4-for-12 for 10 points, and he fouled out with five?!"
It wasn't just Harden fans. Every star had a small group of keyboard warriors among their fans.
Zhang Yu stared intently at the screen of his MacBook.
When he opened Hupu, the most popular post caught Zhang Yu by surprise: "[Olympics News] USA Falls to France for First Group-Stage Loss After Missing Three Straight Threes in Crunch Time."
Zhang Yu paused, then clicked on the post.
Every year, there were plenty of sky-walking big men, but a Curry came along only once in more than seventy years!
Suddenly, he saw a newly posted thread titled "A Rational Discussion: Is Curry Really a Superstar?"
The bed was a mess, with clothes strewn everywhere. He picked them up one by one without folding them and stuffed them into the wardrobe beside him.
"Curry's got three championships and not a single Finals MVP. The Warriors missed the playoffs two years in a row without Klay. He's only made First Team All-NBA four times and been an All-Star seven times. He's not as good as Harden. And this is supposed to be the second-best point guard in history?"
"USA, don't think you've got this in the bag."
Outside, cicadas chirped as a gentle night breeze drifted past. Only in the dead of night did the oppressive heat blanketing all of SH City briefly let up.
"Damn!" Zhang Yu rolled over. "Kerr's trash, the front office is trash. They're wasting Curry's prime. If I were the Warriors' head coach, I'd lead them to eight straight championships, and Curry would surpass Jordan!"
Every year, there were plenty of sky-walking big men, but a Curry came along only once in more than seventy years!
"Curry's one of those system players. If Harden had teammates like his, he'd have won a title ages ago," "Netting Harden" replied, dodging the question.
Zhang Yu stared intently at the screen of his MacBook.
The file he'd just finished was a detailed report on an overseas investment project. He had to review it and submit it to his department manager the next day.
He closed his eyes and drifted off to sleep, still full of frustration and regret.
"Curry's one of those system players. If Harden had teammates like his, he'd have won a title ages ago," "Netting Harden" replied, dodging the question.
A passerby had joined the thread and left a comment below:
If Durant knew how many people in the distant East dared to mock him online, he'd probably spend the next day studying Chinese before storming Hupu, grabbing a keyboard, and slaughtering every mortal who dared joke about the Grim Reaper.
He picked up his phone. It was already half past midnight.
"Curry's got three championships and not a single Finals MVP. The Warriors missed the playoffs two years in a row without Klay. He's only made First Team All-NBA four times and been an All-Star seven times. He's not as good as Harden. And this is supposed to be the second-best point guard in history?"
Only after picking up a blue-and-white jersey did he carefully smooth out its wrinkles and hang it up on a clothes hanger.
He finished, checked his work several more times, saved a backup copy, and stretched.
Suddenly, he saw a newly posted thread titled "A Rational Discussion: Is Curry Really a Superstar?"
Zhang Yu was a Warriors fan, and his favorite pastime was watching the NBA.
Every time Curry got within a step of conquering everything, God sent down a tribulation to stop His most devout believer.
"What championships has Harden won?"
Suddenly, he saw a newly posted thread titled "A Rational Discussion: Is Curry Really a Superstar?"
It wasn't just Harden fans. Every star had a small group of keyboard warriors among their fans.
Zhang Yu stared intently at the screen of his MacBook.
When he opened Hupu, the most popular post caught Zhang Yu by surprise: "[Olympics News] USA Falls to France for First Group-Stage Loss After Missing Three Straight Threes in Crunch Time."
Zhang Yu paused, then clicked on the post.
"Haha, OP, say something! I thought Harden had already won a bunch of championships!"
In a team with a historic superstar, the Warriors' front office would rather develop a rookie who hadn't played in the NCAA than trust Curry to return to his peak.
"USA, don't think you've got this in the bag."
After tidying up, Zhang Yu lay on the bed, but sleep wouldn't come.
Wiseman might play his entire career and never win an MVP. Or would he even spend his whole career with the Warriors?
"Damn!" Zhang Yu rolled over. "Kerr's trash, the front office is trash. They're wasting Curry's prime. If I were the Warriors' head coach, I'd lead them to eight straight championships, and Curry would surpass Jordan!"
"USA, don't think you've got this in the bag."
"Big talk in the offseason, crazy talk in the regular season, and not a word in the playoffs. That's some Harden fans for you!"
Three championships and zero Finals MVPs—that was a deep regret in Curry's career, and Zhang Yu couldn't let it go either.
Wiseman might play his entire career and never win an MVP. Or would he even spend his whole career with the Warriors?
Suddenly, he saw a newly posted thread titled "A Rational Discussion: Is Curry Really a Superstar?"
Zhang Yu was a Warriors fan, and his favorite pastime was watching the NBA.
People like that loved to inflate the historical standing of their favorite players while putting down everyone else's, just for the fun of it.
What championships has Harden won?
"Damn!" Zhang Yu rolled over. "Kerr's trash, the front office is trash. They're wasting Curry's prime. If I were the Warriors' head coach, I'd lead them to eight straight championships, and Curry would surpass Jordan!"
Zhang Yu was a Warriors fan, and his favorite pastime was watching the NBA.
"Curry's one of those system players. If Harden had teammates like his, he'd have won a title ages ago," "Netting Harden" replied, dodging the question.
Zhang Yu had sent his message, but after waiting a long time, he still didn't see a reply from "Netting Harden."
Huaxia, Magic City.
Maybe success really did make people complacent.
Outside, the apartment building across the street stood dark, with only a few windows lit.
Three championships and zero Finals MVPs—that was a deep regret in Curry's career, and Zhang Yu couldn't let it go either.
Zhang Yu scanned the top comment and laughed.
"Curry's one of those system players. If Harden had teammates like his, he'd have won a title ages ago," "Netting Harden" replied, dodging the question.
In a team with a historic superstar, the Warriors' front office would rather develop a rookie who hadn't played in the NCAA than trust Curry to return to his peak.
"Damn!" Zhang Yu rolled over. "Kerr's trash, the front office is trash. They're wasting Curry's prime. If I were the Warriors' head coach, I'd lead them to eight straight championships, and Curry would surpass Jordan!"
"USA, don't think you've got this in the bag."
He finished, checked his work several more times, saved a backup copy, and stretched.
Wiseman might play his entire career and never win an MVP. Or would he even spend his whole career with the Warriors?
He shook his head with a wry smile and left the thread.
He worked as an investment analyst at a new private equity firm in Shanghai. Working late into the night was part of the job.
"Curry's one of those system players. If Harden had teammates like his, he'd have won a title ages ago," "Netting Harden" replied, dodging the question.
"Ha, OP, say something! I thought Harden had already won a bunch of championships!"
At least Wiggins had joined the Warriors now. Their future was bright.
Every time Curry got within a step of conquering everything, God sent down a tribulation to stop His most devout believer.
Zhang Yu paused, then clicked on the post.
The bed was a mess, with clothes strewn everywhere. He picked them up one by one without folding them and stuffed them into the wardrobe beside him.
The screen was packed with data, charts, and English words, all dense and hard to make sense of.
Three championships and zero Finals MVPs—that was a deep regret in Curry's career, and Zhang Yu couldn't let it go either.
After tidying up, Zhang Yu lay on the bed, but sleep wouldn't come.
"Curry's one of those system players. If Harden had teammates like his, he'd have won a title ages ago," "Netting Harden" replied, dodging the question.
When he opened Hupu, the most popular post caught Zhang Yu by surprise: "[Olympics News] USA Falls to France for First Group-Stage Loss After Missing Three Straight Threes in Crunch Time."
The Warriors' front office would rather develop a rookie who hadn't played in the NCAA than trust Curry to return to his peak, even with a historic superstar already on the team.
"Damn!" Zhang Yu rolled over. "Kerr's trash, the front office is trash. They're wasting Curry's prime. If I were the Warriors' head coach, I'd lead them to eight straight championships, and Curry would surpass Jordan!"
Zhang Yu was a Warriors fan, and his favorite pastime was watching the NBA.
He wasn't against Harden, but a few of Harden's extreme fans were genuinely annoying.
Especially last season, when Curry silenced his doubters with an unstoppable performance that surpassed his 2016 form, won the scoring title, and then watched the Warriors fall just short of the playoffs.
Zhang Yu shook his head with a wry smile and left the thread.
He'd picked up the phone and started his nightly routine.
"Curry's one of those system players. If Harden had teammates like his, he'd have won a title ages ago," "Netting Harden" replied, dodging the question.
"Haha, OP, say something! I thought Harden had already won a bunch of championships!"
"USA, don't think you've got this in the bag."
The apartment was a typical old, cramped place. It had been built in the nineties as a housing project for a Shanghai government department. It was only sixty square meters, yet the rent was 5,500 yuan a month.
A passerby had joined the thread and left a comment below:
Three championships and zero Finals MVPs—that was a deep regret in Curry's career, and Zhang Yu couldn't let it go either.
What would become of the Warriors after he retired?
Zhang Yu scanned the top comment and laughed.
The bed was a mess, with clothes strewn everywhere. He picked them up one by one without folding them and stuffed them into the wardrobe beside him.
Suddenly, he saw a newly posted thread titled "A Rational Discussion: Is Curry Really a Superstar?"
He finished, checked his work several more times, saved a backup copy, and stretched.
Only after picking up a blue-and-white jersey did he carefully smooth out its wrinkles and hang it up on a clothes hanger.
People like that loved to inflate the historical standing of their favorite players while putting down everyone else's, just for the fun of it.
Zhang Yu shook his head with a wry smile and left the thread.
The bed was a mess, with clothes strewn everywhere. He picked them up one by one without folding them and stuffed them into the wardrobe beside him.
The Warriors' front office would rather develop a rookie who hadn't played in the NCAA than trust Curry to return to his peak, even with a historic superstar already on the team.
A passerby had joined the thread and left a comment below:
If Durant knew how many people in the distant East dared to mock him online, he'd probably spend the next day studying Chinese before storming Hupu, grabbing a keyboard, and slaughtering every mortal who dared joke about the Grim Reaper.
After tidying up, Zhang Yu lay on the bed, but sleep wouldn't come.
"USA, don't think you've got this in the bag."
"Curry's one of those system players. If Harden had teammates like his, he'd have won a title ages ago," "Netting Harden" replied, dodging the question.
The bed was a mess, with clothes strewn everywhere. He picked them up one by one without folding them and stuffed them into the wardrobe beside him.
Zhang Yu had sent his message, but after waiting a long time, he still didn't see a reply from "Netting Harden."
"USA, don't think you've got this in the bag."
"Curry's one of those system players. If Harden had teammates like his, he'd have won a title ages ago," "Netting Harden" replied, dodging the question.
Wiseman might play his entire career and never win an MVP. Or would he even spend his whole career with the Warriors?
Every year, there were plenty of sky-walking big men, but a Curry came along only once in more than seventy years!
Suddenly, he saw a newly posted thread titled "A Rational Discussion: Is Curry Really a Superstar?"
Zhang Yu was a Warriors fan, and his favorite pastime was watching the NBA.
He wasn't against Harden, but a few of Harden's extreme fans were genuinely annoying.
Especially last season, when Curry silenced his doubters with an unstoppable performance that surpassed his 2016 form, won the scoring title, and then watched the Warriors fall just short of the playoffs.
Zhang Yu had sent his message, but after waiting a long time, he still didn't see a reply from "Netting Harden."
He finished, checked his work several more times, saved a backup copy, and stretched.
Wiseman might play his entire career and never win an MVP. Or would he even spend his whole career with the Warriors?
Zhang Yu scanned the top comment and laughed.
He picked up his phone. It was already half past midnight.
He finished, checked his work several more times, saved a backup copy, and stretched.
When he opened Hupu, the most popular post caught Zhang Yu by surprise: "[Olympics News] USA Falls to France for First Group-Stage Loss After Missing Three Straight Threes in Crunch Time."
"Curry's got three championships and not a single Finals MVP. The Warriors missed the playoffs two years in a row without Klay. He's only made First Team All-NBA four times and been an All-Star seven times. He's not as good as Harden. And this is supposed to be the second-best point guard in history?"
"USA, don't think you've got this in the bag."
Outside, cicadas chirped as a gentle night breeze drifted past. Only in the dead of night did the oppressive heat blanketing all of SH City briefly let up.
"Damn!" Zhang Yu rolled over. "Kerr's trash, the front office is trash. They're wasting Curry's prime. If I were the Warriors' head coach, I'd lead them to eight straight championships, and Curry would surpass Jordan!"
Every year, there were plenty of sky-walking big men, but a Curry came along only once in more than seventy years!
Zhang Yu paused, then clicked on the post.
"Haha, OP, say something! I thought Harden had already won a bunch of championships!"
"Damn!" Zhang Yu rolled over. "Kerr's trash, the front office is trash. They're wasting Curry's prime. If I were the Warriors' head coach, I'd lead them to eight straight championships, and Curry would surpass Jordan!"
"USA, don't think you've got this in the bag."
Outside, cicadas chirped as a gentle night breeze drifted past. Only in the dead of night did the oppressive heat blanketing all of SH City briefly let up.
Although work kept him from watching live games every day, he set aside one day each weekend to enjoy Curry's three-point show.
"Curry's one of those system players. If Harden had teammates like his, he'd have won a title ages ago," "Netting Harden" replied, dodging the question.
"Haha, OP, say something! I thought Harden had already won a bunch of championships!"
"Damn!" Zhang Yu rolled over. "Kerr's trash, the front office is trash. They're wasting Curry's prime. If I were the Warriors' head coach, I'd lead them to eight straight championships, and Curry would surpass Jordan!"
"USA, don't think you've got this in the bag."
"Big talk in the offseason, crazy talk in the regular season, and not a word in the playoffs. That's some Harden fans for you!"
Outside, cicadas chirped as a gentle night breeze drifted past. Only in the dead of night did the oppressive heat blanketing all of SH City briefly let up.
The bed was a mess, with clothes strewn everywhere. He picked them up one by one without folding them and stuffed them into the wardrobe beside him.
He finished, checked his work several more times, saved a backup copy, and stretched.
He picked up his phone and began his nightly routine.
He worked as an investment analyst at a new private equity firm in Shanghai. Working late into the night was part of the job.
"Damn!" Zhang Yu rolled over. "Kerr's trash, the front office is trash. They're wasting Curry's prime. If I were the Warriors' head coach, I'd lead them to eight straight championships, and Curry would surpass Jordan!"
He knew from the start that this was a brainless Curry-bashing post, but he still clicked on it.
"Curry's got three championships and not a single Finals MVP. The Warriors missed the playoffs two years in a row without Klay. He's only made First Team All-NBA four times and been an All-Star seven times. He's not as good as Harden. And this is supposed to be the second-best point guard in history?"
Only after picking up a blue-and-white jersey did he carefully smooth out its wrinkles and hang it up on a clothes hanger.
He finished, checked his work several more times, saved a backup copy, and stretched.
Suddenly, he saw a newly posted thread titled "A Rational Discussion: Is Curry Really a Superstar?"
Zhang Yu was a Warriors fan, and his favorite pastime was watching the NBA.
Every time Curry got within a step of conquering everything, God sent down a tribulation to stop His most devout believer.
What championships has Harden won?
Suddenly, he saw a newly posted thread titled "A Rational Discussion: Is Curry Really a Superstar?"
It wasn't just Harden fans. Every star had a small group of keyboard warriors among their fans.
Zhang Yu stared intently at the screen of his MacBook.
When he opened Hupu, the most popular post caught Zhang Yu by surprise: "[Olympics News] USA Falls to France for First Group-Stage Loss After Missing Three Straight Threes in Crunch Time."
Zhang Yu paused, then clicked on the post.
"Haha, OP, say something! I thought Harden had already won a bunch of championships!"
In a team with a historic superstar, the Warriors' front office would rather develop a rookie who hadn't played in the NCAA than trust Curry to return to his peak.
"USA, don't think you've got this in the bag."
After tidying up, Zhang Yu lay on the bed, but sleep wouldn't come.
Wiseman might play his entire career and never win an MVP. Or would he even spend his whole career with the Warriors?
"Damn!" Zhang Yu rolled over. "Kerr's trash, the front office is trash. They're wasting Curry's prime. If I were the Warriors' head coach, I'd lead them to eight straight championships, and Curry would surpass Jordan!"
"USA, don't think you've got this in the bag."
"Big talk in the offseason, crazy talk in the regular season, and not a word in the playoffs. That's some Harden fans for you!"
Three championships and zero Finals MVPs—that was a deep regret in Curry's career, and Zhang Yu couldn't let it go either.
Wiseman might play his entire career and never win an MVP. Or would he even spend his whole career with the Warriors?
He finished, checked his work several more times, saved a backup copy, and stretched.
Zhang Yu scanned the top comment and laughed.
He picked up his phone. It was already half past midnight.
Only after picking up a blue-and-white jersey did he carefully smooth out its wrinkles and hang it up on a clothes hanger.
When he opened Hupu, the most popular post caught Zhang Yu by surprise: "[Olympics News] USA Falls to France for First Group-Stage Loss After Missing Three Straight Threes in Crunch Time."
Three championships and zero Finals MVPs—that was a deep regret in Curry's career, and Zhang Yu couldn't let it go either.
What would become of the Warriors after he retired?
Zhang Yu scanned the top comment and laughed.
"Curry's one of those system players. If Harden had teammates like his, he'd have won a title ages ago," "Netting Harden" replied, dodging the question.
Wiseman might play his entire career and never win an MVP. Or would he even spend his whole career with the Warriors?
He wasn't against Harden, but a few of Harden's extreme fans were genuinely annoying.
Every time Curry got within a step of conquering everything, God sent down a tribulation to stop His most devout believer.
Zhang Yu was a Warriors fan, and his favorite pastime was watching the NBA.
Huaxia, Magic City.
People like that loved to inflate the historical standing of their favorite players while putting down everyone else's, just for the fun of it.
"Curry's got three championships and not a single Finals MVP. The Warriors missed the playoffs two years in a row without Klay. He's only made First Team All-NBA four times and been an All-Star seven times. He's not as good as Harden. And this is supposed to be the second-best point guard in history?"
He finished, checked his work several more times, saved a backup copy, and stretched.
Wiseman might play his entire career and never win an MVP. Or would he even spend his whole career with the Warriors?
"Curry's one of those system players. If Harden had teammates like his, he'd have won a title ages ago," "Netting Harden" replied, dodging the question.
Every year, there were plenty of sky-walking big men, but a Curry came along only once in more than seventy years!
Suddenly, he saw a newly posted thread titled "A Rational Discussion: Is Curry Really a Superstar?"
Zhang Yu was a Warriors fan, and his favorite pastime was watching the NBA.
He wasn't against Harden, but a few of Harden's extreme fans were genuinely annoying.
Especially last season, when Curry silenced his doubters with an unstoppable performance that surpassed his 2016 form, won the scoring title, and then watched the Warriors fall just short of the playoffs.
Zhang Yu had sent his message, but after waiting a long time, he still didn't see a reply from "Netting Harden."
He finished, checked his work several more times, saved a backup copy, and stretched.
Wiseman might play his entire career and never win an MVP. Or would he even spend his whole career with the Warriors?
Zhang Yu scanned the top comment and laughed.
He picked up his phone. It was already half past midnight.
When he opened Hupu, the most popular post caught Zhang Yu by surprise: "[Olympics News] USA Falls to France for First Group-Stage Loss After Missing Three Straight Threes in Crunch Time."
"Three championships, zero Finals MVPs. Those titles don't mean anything without a Finals MVP. Harden wouldn't stoop to winning a championship without one!" "Netting Harden" finally snapped.
He finished, checked his work several more times, saved a backup copy, and stretched.
He picked up his phone and began his nightly routine.
After tidying up, Zhang Yu lay on the bed, but sleep wouldn't come.
"Curry's one of those system players. If Harden had teammates like his, he'd have won a title ages ago," "Netting Harden" replied, dodging the question.
"USA, don't think you've got this in the bag."
The bed was a mess, with clothes strewn everywhere. He picked them up one by one without folding them and stuffed them into the wardrobe beside him.
Zhang Yu had sent his message, but after waiting a long time, he still didn't see a reply from "Netting Harden."
"USA, don't think you've got this in the bag."
"Curry's one of those system players. If Harden had teammates like his, he'd have won a title ages ago," "Netting Harden" replied, dodging the question.
Wiseman might play his entire career and never win an MVP. Or would he even spend his whole career with the Warriors?
Every year, there were plenty of sky-walking big men, but a Curry came along only once in more than seventy years!
Suddenly, he saw a newly posted thread titled "A Rational Discussion: Is Curry Really a Superstar?"
Zhang Yu was a Warriors fan, and his favorite pastime was watching the NBA.
He wasn't against Harden, but a few of Harden's extreme fans were genuinely annoying.
Especially last season, when Curry silenced his doubters with an unstoppable performance that surpassed his 2016 form, won the scoring title, and then watched the Warriors fall just short of the playoffs.
Zhang Yu had sent his message, but after waiting a long time, he still didn't see a reply from "Netting Harden."
He closed his eyes and drifted off to sleep, still full of frustration and regret.
When he opened Hupu, the most popular post caught Zhang Yu by surprise: "[Olympics News] USA Falls to France for First Group-Stage Loss After Missing Three Straight Threes in Crunch Time."
"Curry's one of those system players. If Harden had teammates like his, he'd have won a title ages ago," "Netting Harden" replied, dodging the question.
Three championships and zero Finals MVPs—that was a deep regret in Curry's career, and Zhang Yu couldn't let it go either.
In a team with a historic superstar, the Warriors' front office would rather develop a rookie who hadn't played in the NCAA than trust Curry to return to his peak.
"Damn!" Zhang Yu rolled over. "Kerr's trash, the front office is trash. They're wasting Curry's prime. If I were the Warriors' head coach, I'd lead them to eight straight championships, and Curry would surpass Jordan!"
"USA, don't think you've got this in the bag."
"Curry's one of those system players. If Harden had teammates like his, he'd have won a title ages ago," "Netting Harden" replied, dodging the question.
The bed was a mess, with clothes strewn everywhere. He picked them up one by one without folding them and stuffed them into the wardrobe beside him.
Zhang Yu had sent his message, but after waiting a long time, he still didn't see a reply from "Netting Harden."
"USA, don't think you've got this in the bag."
"Curry's one of those system players. If Harden had teammates like his, he'd have won a title ages ago," "Netting Harden" replied, dodging the question.
Wiseman might play his entire career and never win an MVP. Or would he even spend his whole career with the Warriors?
Every year, there were plenty of sky-walking big men, but a Curry came along only once in more than seventy years!
Suddenly, he saw a newly posted thread titled "A Rational Discussion: Is Curry Really a Superstar?"
Zhang Yu was a Warriors fan, and his favorite pastime was watching the NBA.
He wasn't against Harden, but a few of Harden's extreme fans were genuinely annoying.
Especially last season, when Curry silenced his doubters with an unstoppable performance that surpassed his 2016 form, won the scoring title, and then watched the Warriors fall just short of the playoffs.
Zhang Yu had sent his message, but after waiting a long time, he still didn't see a reply from "Netting Harden."
He finished, checked his work several more times, saved a backup copy, and stretched.
Wiseman might play his entire career and never win an MVP. Or would he even spend his whole career with the Warriors?
Zhang Yu scanned the top comment and laughed.
He picked up his phone. It was already half past midnight.
He finished, checked his work several more times, saved a backup copy, and stretched.
When he opened Hupu, the most popular post caught Zhang Yu by surprise: "[Olympics News] USA Falls to France for First Group-Stage Loss After Missing Three Straight Threes in Crunch Time."
"Curry's got three championships and not a single Finals MVP. The Warriors missed the playoffs two years in a row without Klay. He's only made First Team All-NBA four times and been an All-Star seven times. He's not as good as Harden. And this is supposed to be the second-best point guard in history?"
"USA, don't think you've got this in the bag."
Outside, cicadas chirped as a gentle night breeze drifted past. Only in the dead of night did the oppressive heat blanketing all of SH City briefly let up.
"Damn!" Zhang Yu rolled over. "Kerr's trash, the front office is trash. They're wasting Curry's prime. If I were the Warriors' head coach, I'd lead them to eight straight championships, and Curry would surpass Jordan!"
Every year, there were plenty of sky-walking big men, but a Curry came along only once in more than seventy years!
Zhang Yu paused, then clicked on the post.
"Haha, OP, say something! I thought Harden had already won a bunch of championships!"
"Damn!" Zhang Yu rolled over. "Kerr's trash, the front office is trash. They're wasting Curry's prime. If I were the Warriors' head coach, I'd lead them to eight straight championships, and Curry would surpass Jordan!"
"USA, don't think you've got this in the bag."
"Curry's one of those system players. If Harden had teammates like his, he'd have won a title ages ago," "Netting Harden" replied, dodging the question.
Even passersby had joined the thread and left comments:
"Curry's one of those system players. If Harden had teammates like his, he'd have won a title ages ago," "Netting Harden" replied, dodging the question.
Three championships and zero Finals MVPs—that was a deep regret in Curry's career, and Zhang Yu couldn't let it go either.
The Warriors' front office would rather develop a rookie who hadn't played in the NCAA than trust Curry to return to his peak, even with a historic superstar already on the team.
"USA, don't think you've got this in the bag."
Huaxia, Magic City.
People like that loved to inflate the historical standing of their favorite players while putting down everyone else's, just for the fun of it.
Zhang Yu picked up his phone. It was already half past midnight.
"Curry's one of those system players. If Harden had teammates like his, he'd have won a title ages ago," "Netting Harden" replied, dodging the question.
Every year, there were plenty of sky-walking big men, but a Curry came along only once in more than seventy years!
Zhang Yu paused, then clicked on the post.
"Haha, OP, say something! I thought Harden had already won a bunch of championships!"
Wiseman might play his entire career and never win an MVP. Or would he even spend his whole career with the Warriors?
Zhang Yu scanned the top comment and laughed.
"Curry's one of those system players. If Harden had teammates like his, he'd have won a title ages ago," "Netting Harden" replied, dodging the question.
In a team with a historic superstar, the Warriors' front office would rather develop a rookie who hadn't played in the NCAA than trust Curry to return to his peak.
Zhang Yu was a Warriors fan, and his favorite pastime was watching the NBA.
He wasn't against Harden, but a few of Harden's extreme fans were genuinely annoying.
Especially last season, when Curry silenced his doubters with an unstoppable performance that surpassed his 2016 form, won the scoring title, and then watched the Warriors fall just short of the playoffs.
Zhang Yu had sent his message, but after waiting a long time, he still didn't see a reply from "Netting Harden."
He closed his eyes and drifted off to sleep, still full of frustration and regret.
The file he'd just finished was a detailed report on an overseas investment project. He had to review it and submit it to his department manager the next day.
The screen was packed with data, charts, and English words, all dense and hard to make sense of.
Zhang Yu stared intently at the screen of his MacBook.
"Curry's one of those system players. If Harden had teammates like his, he'd have won a title ages ago," "Netting Harden" replied, dodging the question.
A passerby had joined the thread and left a comment below:
If Durant knew how many people in the distant East dared to mock him online, he'd probably spend the next day studying Chinese before storming Hupu, grabbing a keyboard, and slaughtering every mortal who dared joke about the Grim Reaper.
After tidying up, Zhang Yu lay on the bed, but sleep wouldn't come.
"USA, don't think you've got this in the bag."
The Warriors' front office would rather develop a rookie who hadn't played in the NCAA than trust Curry to return to his peak, even with a historic superstar already on the team.
A passerby had joined the thread and left a comment below:
Zhang Yu shook his head with a wry smile and left the thread.
The bed was a mess, with clothes strewn everywhere. He picked them up one by one without folding them and stuffed them into the wardrobe beside him.
The apartment was a typical old, cramped place. It had been built in the nineties as a housing project for a Shanghai government department. It was only sixty square meters, yet the rent was 5,500 yuan a month.
He'd bought the jersey five years ago. There were five other Curry jerseys of different designs in his wardrobe, but this was his favorite.
He'd bought the jersey five years ago. There were five other Curry jerseys of different designs in his wardrobe, but this was his favorite.
Huaxia, Magic City.
He picked up his phone and began his nightly routine.
When he opened Hupu, the most popular post caught Zhang Yu by surprise: "[Olympics News] USA Falls to France for First Group-Stage Loss After Missing Three Straight Threes in Crunch Time."
Three championships and zero Finals MVPs—that was a deep regret in Curry's career, and Zhang Yu couldn't let it go either.
What would become of the Warriors after he retired?
Zhang Yu scanned the top comment and laughed.
"Curry's one of those system players. If Harden had teammates like his, he'd have won a title ages ago," "Netting Harden" replied, dodging the question.
Wiseman might play his entire career and never win an MVP. Or would he even spend his whole career with the Warriors?
Every year, there were plenty of sky-walking big men, but a Curry came along only once in more than seventy years!
Suddenly, he saw a newly posted thread titled "A Rational Discussion: Is Curry Really a Superstar?"
Zhang Yu was a Warriors fan, and his favorite pastime was watching the NBA.
He wasn't against Harden, but a few of Harden's extreme fans were genuinely annoying.
Especially last season, when Curry silenced his doubters with an unstoppable performance that surpassed his 2016 form, won the scoring title, and then watched the Warriors fall just short of the playoffs.
Zhang Yu had sent his message, but after waiting a long time, he still didn't see a reply from "Netting Harden."
He finished, checked his work several more times, saved a backup copy, and stretched.
Wiseman might play his entire career and never win an MVP. Or would he even spend his whole career with the Warriors?
Zhang Yu scanned the top comment and laughed.
He picked up his phone. It was already half past midnight.
When he opened Hupu, the most popular post caught Zhang Yu by surprise: "[Olympics News] USA Falls to France for First Group-Stage Loss After Missing Three Straight Threes in Crunch Time."
"Curry's got three championships and not a single Finals MVP. The Warriors missed the playoffs two years in a row without Klay. He's only made First Team All-NBA four times and been an All-Star seven times. He's not as good as Harden. And this is supposed to be the second-best point guard in history?"
"USA, don't think you've got this in the bag."
Outside, cicadas chirped as a gentle night breeze drifted past. Only in the dead of night did the oppressive heat blanketing all of SH City briefly let up.
"Damn!" Zhang Yu rolled over. "Kerr's trash, the front office is trash. They're wasting Curry's prime. If I were the Warriors' head coach, I'd lead them to eight straight championships, and Curry would surpass Jordan!"
Every year, there were plenty of sky-walking big men, but a Curry came along only once in more than seventy years!
Zhang Yu paused, then clicked on the post.
"Haha, OP, say something! I thought Harden had already won a bunch of championships!"
"Damn!" Zhang Yu rolled over. "Kerr's trash, the front office is trash. They're wasting Curry's prime. If I were the Warriors' head coach, I'd lead them to eight straight championships, and Curry would surpass Jordan!"
"USA, don't think you've got this in the bag."
"Haha, OP, say something! I thought Harden had already won a bunch of championships!"
Outside, the apartment building across the street stood dark, with only a few windows lit.
This was a classic Warriors jersey. The Bay Bridge was printed across the front, with "30" and "CURRY" on the back.
Zhang Yu scanned the top comment and laughed.
Wiseman might play his entire career and never win an MVP. Or would he even spend his whole career with the Warriors?
"USA lost to France?" Zhang Yu clicked on the thread and skimmed through it. "Lillard went 3-for-10 for 11 points, Durant went 4-for-12 for 10 points, and he fouled out with five?!"
Every year, there were plenty of sky-walking big men, but a Curry came along only once in more than seventy years!
"Damn!" Zhang Yu rolled over. "Kerr's trash, the front office is trash. They're wasting Curry's prime. If I were the Warriors' head coach, I'd lead them to eight straight championships, and Curry would surpass Jordan!"
Zhang Yu was a Warriors fan, and his favorite pastime was watching the NBA.
"He's a system player. If Harden had teammates like Curry's, he'd have won a title ages ago," "Netting Harden" replied, dodging the question.
Zhang Yu scanned the top comment and laughed.
Only Curry's jersey was blue and white. After picking it up, he carefully smoothed out its wrinkles and hung it on a clothes hanger.
This apartment was a typical old, cramped place. It had been built in the nineties as a housing project for a Shanghai government department. It was only sixty square meters, yet the rent was 5,500 yuan a month.
Every year, there were plenty of sky-walking big men, but a Curry came along only once in more than seventy years!
"Haha, OP, say something! I thought Harden had already won a bunch of championships!"
"Little Handsome: Lillard, can't even hold onto the ball? Just wait till I get back and call you out on Twitter. (doge)"
Suddenly, he saw a newly posted thread titled "A Rational Discussion: Is Curry Really a Superstar?"
He picked up his phone and began his nightly routine.
He put down his phone, rubbed his tired eyes, and got up to wash up.
When he opened Hupu, the most popular post caught Zhang Yu by surprise: "[Olympics News] USA Falls to France for First Group-Stage Loss After Missing Three Straight Threes in Crunch Time."
Three championships and zero Finals MVPs—that was a deep regret in Curry's career, and Zhang Yu couldn't let it go either.
What would become of the Warriors after he retired?
Zhang Yu scanned the top comment and laughed.
"Curry's one of those system players. If Harden had teammates like his, he'd have won a title ages ago," "Netting Harden" replied, dodging the question.
Wiseman might play his entire career and never win an MVP. Or would he even spend his whole career with the Warriors?
"What championships has Harden won?"
He closed his eyes and drifted off to sleep, still full of frustration and regret.
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