Chapter 34: Volume One: I Came, I Saw, I Conquered! - The Warrior Godfather

Volume One: I Came, I Saw, I Conquered! Chapter Thirty-Four: A Humble Championship Parade

Clang! Stevens chuckled to himself as he reached Zhang Yu's office, only to find Zhang Yu slumped back in his chair, snoring softly. He turned and glanced over the people behind him, his voice low. Micah Shulsbury hurriedly looked around and waved his hands, slightly flustered.

Rustle, rustle—

"Just a taller stage, a few more speeches, and a few more people in the parade. That's all," Stevens said mildly. Though they called it a "championship parade," it was really just a small celebration. After all, the Bulldogs had only won their conference championship.

"Not a single one of those 'lords' on the board showed up?"

"You should've stayed up watching film again! I should've opened the window and let you catch the flu. Let's see if you'd pull another all-nighter then..."

Zhang Yu stepped up to the podium and cleared his throat. His voice rang through the microphone, carrying across the lawn outside Hinkle Fieldhouse and drawing everyone's attention. Gradually, the crowd quieted.

"Did you forget? We're having the championship parade on campus this morning. I'm getting ready." Curry explained as he tied his tie.

This was Indiana: a land of fervor and a city steeped in tradition. Though it lay in the north, traditional white power held tremendous sway here.

Clatter!

Curry had gotten used to this kind of attention since high school. Louis, on the other hand, waved solemnly as if the crowd were watching him, leaving Curry both amused and exasperated.

Stevens chuckled to himself as he reached Zhang Yu's office, only to find Zhang Yu slumped back in his chair, snoring softly. Seeing how genuinely disappointed Zhang Yu looked, Stevens burst out laughing.

Curry grinned, shrugged, and put on a smug expression, drawing laughter from everyone. Then he joined his teammates.

"Enough joking around," Zhang Yu said seriously. "We beat Indiana State last night. To be honest, I've never liked those guys. What are they so proud of? They produced Larry Bird, sure, but since the Big Bird entered the NBA, they've never made it to the NCAA final!"

Clang!

"Nothing's wrong. I just didn't expect you to compliment me. Have you been possessed by an alien or something?"

The noise wasn't very loud, but it kept going, waking Louis from his sleep. He groggily rolled over, opened his bleary eyes, checked the watch beside his pillow, and grumbled:

Clang!

The noise wasn't very loud, but it kept going, waking Louis from his sleep. He groggily rolled over, opened his bleary eyes, checked the watch beside his pillow, and grumbled, "Stephen, what are you doing? It's only six!"

Micah Shulsbury hurriedly looked around and waved his hands, slightly flustered.

The two got dressed, found a bag of bread, wolfed some down, and headed out for Hinkle Fieldhouse.

"Everyone probably knows who I am, right? Butler has plenty of Chinese people, but I'm probably the only one who can stand in front of the bench and yell at your star players."

The two got dressed, found a bag of bread, wolfed some down, and headed out for Hinkle Fieldhouse.

Stevens gave Zhang Yu a nudge, and a faint smile appeared on Zhang Yu's face.

Curry, already dressed, toned down his movements. Standing before the mirror, he carefully straightened his clothes. One season had made him a bona fide campus celebrity at Butler University. Nearly everyone turned to look when he walked by.

"Not a single one of those 'lords' on the board showed up?"

In the minds of Americans, March Madness marked the real beginning of every NCAA season. The conference regular season and playoffs were just appetizers. Fans were less excited about winning a title than about seeing their team make it to March Madness.

"You really believe that? If Butler wins the championship, all of Indianapolis will erupt in celebration. The last time an Indiana university won a title was twenty years ago. We'll be heroes to the whole city!"

"Huh, have we never made it to the final?"

Laughter rippled through the crowd. Zhang Yu lifted the championship trophy high above the podium. The players behind him gathered around and laid their hands on it, shouting:

"What time did we go to bed last night?" Louis's thoughts gradually cleared. "One, I think. Why are you up so early?"

Clang!

He waited a moment before speaking:

Curry had gotten used to this kind of attention since high school. Louis, on the other hand, waved solemnly as if the crowd were watching him, leaving Curry both amused and exasperated.

"Not a single one of those 'lords' on the board showed up?"

Zhang Yu stepped up onto the platform first. Behind him came the coaching staff and players, followed by the Basketball Operations Department, led by Micah Shulsbury.

"What time did we go to bed last night?" Louis's thoughts gradually cleared. "One, I think. Why are you up so early?"

Last night, after the Bulldogs won the final, fans had celebrated wildly outside Hinkle Fieldhouse. The party had gone on until midnight.

"Forget March Madness today, because... we're the champions!"

Louis was one of them. By the time he and Curry got back to their dorm, it was already half past twelve. After washing up, they didn't get to bed until one in the morning.

"Our heroes have arrived."

"Did you forget? We're having the championship parade on campus this morning. I'm getting ready." Curry explained as he tied his tie.

He paused, his brow suddenly furrowing.

Zhang Yu set down the trophy after holding it aloft for a while and started back down from the stage. Everyone followed, while the fans cheered and crowded around them.

Last night, after the Bulldogs won the final, fans had celebrated wildly outside Hinkle Fieldhouse. The party had gone on until midnight.

"Brad, we just won the championship. Cheer up," Zhang Yu comforted him.

He went up to the second floor and saw that the door to Zhang Yu's office was ajar.

He'd dug out the suit he hadn't worn since the opening ceremony and meticulously tidied it up for the championship parade.

Zhang Yu looked back, saw Curry, and smiled. "Before the season began, a lot of people doubted the Bulldogs, doubted my coaching, and doubted Stephen. Now the facts have proved them wrong. I won't say too much, because the Bulldogs' journey is only just beginning. Look forward to seeing us in March Madness."

He continued.

He'd dug out the suit he hadn't worn since the opening ceremony and meticulously tidied it up for the championship parade.

"Get lost!"

Stevens gave Zhang Yu a nudge, and a faint smile appeared on Zhang Yu's face.

The two arrived at Hinkle Fieldhouse. A raised platform had been built overnight. Zhang Yu and Stevens had arrived early and were chatting beneath a tree, surrounded by the rest of the coaching staff and several Bulldogs players.

The sun climbed higher, and more and more people gathered outside Hinkle Fieldhouse. At last, the entire Bulldogs team had arrived.

Curry had gotten used to this kind of attention since high school. Louis, on the other hand, waved solemnly as if the crowd were watching him, leaving Curry both amused and exasperated.

"Forget March Madness today, because... we're the champions!"

Curry had gotten used to this kind of attention since high school. Louis, on the other hand, waved solemnly as if the crowd were watching him, leaving Curry both amused and exasperated.

Curry and Louis parted ways, and Curry jogged over:

Last night, after the Bulldogs won the final, fans had celebrated wildly outside Hinkle Fieldhouse. The party had gone on until midnight.

Zhang Yu caught sight of the familiar scene and, for a moment, felt as though he'd returned to his previous life, watching a Warriors game.

The sun had just risen, draping the campus in pale red light. It was March, and the weather was no longer so cold. A faint chill still filled the air with every breath.

"Stephen, what are you doing? It's only six!"

One season had made Curry a bona fide campus celebrity at Butler University. Nearly everyone turned to look when he walked by.

The usually quiet Butler campus was unusually lively today, with many students already out and about.

Louis jolted awake and hurried out of bed. He found yesterday's discarded socks on the floor and fumbled to pull them on.

Micah Shulsbury had also arrived. Seeing that Stevens had brought only a few Basketball Operations Department coordinators with him, Stevens raised an eyebrow.

Many of them had been celebrating wildly outside Hinkle Fieldhouse the night before. They'd gone to bed God knew when, yet had still gotten up early to attend the parade.

Beneath the red morning sky, the sun had just risen. It was March, and the weather was no longer so cold, though a faint chill still lingered in the air.

"Stephen, what are you doing? It's only six!"

Curry had gotten used to this kind of attention since high school. Louis, on the other hand, waved solemnly as if the crowd were watching him, leaving Curry both amused and exasperated.

"Bulldogs, let's go!"

Zhang Yu looked back, saw Curry, and smiled.

"Forget March Madness today, because... we're the champions!"

Curry had gotten used to this kind of attention since high school. Louis, on the other hand, waved solemnly as if the crowd were watching him, leaving Curry both amused and exasperated.

"Bulldogs, let's go!"

Zhang Yu handed the trophy to Curry and rolled his slightly sore wrist. "I knew it. If NBA champions can have a parade through an entire city, there's no reason NCAA champions can't."

Louis jolted awake and hurried out of bed. He found yesterday's discarded socks on the floor and fumbled to pull them on.

One season had made Curry a bona fide campus celebrity at Butler University. Nearly everyone turned to look when he walked by.

The parade would wind around campus, bringing this humble but passionate championship celebration to an end.

Zhang Yu gave Stevens a nudge, and a faint smile appeared on his face.

Laughter rippled through the crowd.

Last night, after the Bulldogs won the final, fans had celebrated wildly outside Hinkle Fieldhouse. The party had gone on until midnight.

"Get lost!"

Zhang Yu gave Stevens a nudge, and a faint smile appeared on his face.

Zhang Yu lifted the championship trophy high above the podium. The players behind him gathered around and laid their hands on it, shouting:

The parade would wind around campus, bringing this humble but passionate championship celebration to an end.

For a small school like Butler, its teams usually played the role of also-rans in competitions. But this year, the Bulldogs had claimed the Horizon League championship in dominant fashion, igniting the students' enthusiasm.

"Hey, Head Coach, Coach Stevens. You're here early."

Zhang Yu looked back, saw Curry, and smiled:

Zhang Yu gave Stevens a nudge, and a faint smile appeared on his face.

Laughter rippled through the crowd.

Last night, after the Bulldogs won the final, fans had celebrated wildly outside Hinkle Fieldhouse. The party had gone on until midnight.

Micah Shulsbury had also arrived. Seeing that Stevens had brought only a few Basketball Operations Department coordinators with him, Stevens raised an eyebrow.

The parade would wind around campus, bringing this humble but passionate championship celebration to an end.

Stevens chuckled to himself as he reached Zhang Yu's office, only to find Zhang Yu slumped back in his chair, snoring softly.

"Stephen, what are you doing? It's only six!"

Curry and Louis parted ways, and Curry jogged over:

Micah Shulsbury had also arrived. Seeing that Stevens had brought only a few Basketball Operations Department coordinators with him, Stevens raised an eyebrow.

Zhang Yu lifted the championship trophy high above the podium. The players behind him gathered around and laid their hands on it, shouting:

"Brad, we just won the championship. Cheer up," Zhang Yu comforted him.

One season had made Curry a bona fide campus celebrity at Butler University. Nearly everyone turned to look when he walked by.

Curry and Louis parted ways, and Curry jogged over:

Micah Shulsbury hurriedly looked around and waved his hands, slightly flustered.

"Nothing's wrong. I just didn't expect you to compliment me. Have you been possessed by an alien or something?"

Curry grinned, shrugged, and put on a smug expression, drawing laughter from everyone. Then he joined his teammates.

Last night, after the Bulldogs won the final, fans had celebrated wildly outside Hinkle Fieldhouse. The party had gone on until midnight.

Micah Shulsbury hurriedly looked around and waved his hands, slightly flustered.

The parade would wind around campus, bringing this humble but passionate championship celebration to an end.

Stevens chuckled to himself as he reached Zhang Yu's office, only to find Zhang Yu slumped back in his chair, snoring softly.

"Hey, Head Coach, Coach Stevens. You're here early."

Zhang Yu looked back, saw Curry, and smiled: "Enough joking around. Last night, we beat Indiana State. To be honest, I've never liked those guys. What are they so proud of? They produced Larry Bird, sure, but since the Big Bird entered the NBA, they've never made it to the NCAA final!"

Curry and Louis parted ways, and Curry jogged over:

Micah Shulsbury had also arrived. Seeing that Stevens had brought only a few Basketball Operations Department coordinators with him, Stevens raised an eyebrow.

"Nothing's wrong. I just didn't expect you to compliment me. Have you been possessed by an alien or something?"

Curry and Louis parted ways, and Curry jogged over:

Last night, after the Bulldogs won the final, fans had celebrated wildly outside Hinkle Fieldhouse. The party had gone on until midnight.

Zhang Yu looked back, saw Curry, and smiled:

Curry and Louis parted ways, and Curry jogged over:

Micah Shulsbury hurriedly looked around and waved his hands, slightly flustered.

The sun climbed higher, and more and more people gathered outside Hinkle Fieldhouse. At last, the entire Bulldogs team had arrived.

"Bulldogs, let's go!"

Curry grinned, shrugged, and put on a smug expression, drawing laughter from everyone. Then he joined his teammates.

"Forget March Madness today, because... we're the champions!"

Curry and Louis parted ways, and Curry jogged over:

Last night, after the Bulldogs won the final, fans had celebrated wildly outside Hinkle Fieldhouse. The party had gone on until midnight.

Zhang Yu caught sight of the familiar scene and, for a moment, felt as though he'd returned to his previous life, watching a Warriors game.

"Stephen, what are you doing? It's only six!"

The parade would wind around campus, bringing this humble but passionate championship celebration to an end.

Zhang Yu lifted the championship trophy high above the podium. The players behind him gathered around and laid their hands on it, shouting:

He'd gotten used to this kind of attention since high school. Louis, on the other hand, waved solemnly as if the crowd were watching him, leaving Curry both amused and exasperated.

"Bulldogs, let's go!"

Zhang Yu looked back, saw Curry, and smiled:

Curry and Louis parted ways, and Curry jogged over:

Micah Shulsbury had also arrived. Seeing that Stevens had brought only a few Basketball Operations Department coordinators with him, Stevens raised an eyebrow.

Micah Shulsbury hurriedly looked around and waved his hands, slightly flustered.

Curry grinned, shrugged, and put on a smug expression, drawing laughter from everyone. Then he joined his teammates.

They had a lot of people there who'd been celebrating wildly outside Hinkle Fieldhouse the night before. They'd gone to bed God knew when, yet had still gotten up early to attend the parade.

"Brad, we just won the championship. Cheer up," Zhang Yu comforted him.

Curry and Louis parted ways, and Curry jogged over:

"Hey, Head Coach, Coach Stevens. You're here early."

The sun climbed higher, and more and more people gathered outside Hinkle Fieldhouse. At last, the entire Bulldogs team had arrived.

Curry grinned, shrugged, and put on a smug expression, drawing laughter from everyone. Then he joined his teammates.

Zhang Yu looked back, saw Curry, and smiled:

Zhang Yu caught sight of the familiar scene and, for a moment, felt as though he'd returned to his previous life, watching a Warriors game.

"Cough, cough. This time I really mean to get to the point!" Zhang Yu coughed twice, putting on a serious face.

Curry grinned, shrugged, and put on a smug expression, drawing laughter from everyone. Then he joined his teammates.

One season had made Curry a bona fide campus celebrity at Butler University. Nearly everyone turned to look when he walked by.

The parade would wind around campus, bringing this humble but passionate championship celebration to an end.

He stepped closer. The screen showed footage of Indiana State's game, playing on a loop. A half-eaten, cold hamburger sat on the desk.

Rustle, rustle—

Zhang Yu lifted the championship trophy high above the podium. The players behind him gathered around and laid their hands on it, shouting:

Clang!

"Not a single one of those 'lords' on the board showed up?"

He waited a moment before speaking:

Zhang Yu set down the trophy after holding it aloft for a while and started back down from the stage. Everyone followed, while the fans cheered and crowded around them.

The sun climbed higher, and more and more people gathered outside Hinkle Fieldhouse. At last, the entire Bulldogs team had arrived.

He turned and glanced over the people behind him, his voice low.

Of course, the biggest reason was that it was Sunday. Otherwise, few students would dare skip class to attend the celebration.

"Why? Is something wrong with my clothes?" Stevens felt uneasy under Zhang Yu's gaze and hurriedly checked his outfit.

Laughter grew louder below. Some of the guys whistled, and the players and coaches onstage all smiled.

Micah Shulsbury hurriedly looked around and waved his hands, slightly flustered.

"I knew it. If NBA champions can have a parade through an entire city, there's no reason NCAA champions can't." Zhang Yu laughed.

Micah Shulsbury had also arrived. Seeing that Stevens had brought only a few Basketball Operations Department coordinators with him, Stevens raised an eyebrow.

The crowd's laughter swelled. Zhang Yu lifted the championship trophy high above the podium. The players behind him gathered around and laid their hands on it, shouting:

"Bulldogs, let's go!"

"Brad, here's not the place to talk about that. Watch what you say."

Though they called it a "championship parade," it was really just a small celebration. After all, the Bulldogs had only won their conference championship.

Curry grinned, shrugged, and put on a smug expression, drawing laughter from everyone. Then he joined his teammates.

The crowd's laughter swelled. Some of the guys whistled, and the players and coaches onstage all smiled.

Micah Shulsbury hurriedly looked around and waved his hands, slightly flustered.

They had a lot of people there who'd been celebrating wildly outside Hinkle Fieldhouse the night before. They'd gone to bed God knew when, yet had still gotten up early to attend the parade.

"Brad, here's not the place to talk about that. Watch what you say."

"Bulldogs, let's go!"

The sun climbed higher, and more and more people gathered outside Hinkle Fieldhouse. At last, the entire Bulldogs team had arrived.

"Bulldogs, let's go!"

The crowd erupted. Cheers, shrill whistles, and scattered applause rang out all at once.

Curry grinned, shrugged, and put on a smug expression, drawing laughter from everyone. Then he joined his teammates.

The crowd erupted. Cheers, shrill whistles, and scattered applause rang out all at once.

Micah Shulsbury hurriedly looked around and waved his hands, slightly flustered.

"Huh, have we never made it to the final?"

"Not a single one of those 'lords' on the board showed up?"

This was Indiana: a land of fervor and a city steeped in tradition. Though it lay in the north, traditional white power held tremendous sway here.

Louis jolted awake and hurried out of bed. He found yesterday's discarded socks on the floor and fumbled to pull them on.

Louis jolted awake and hurried out of bed. He found yesterday's discarded socks on the floor and fumbled to pull them on:

The usually quiet Butler campus was unusually lively today, with many students already out and about.

Of course, the biggest reason was that it was Sunday. Otherwise, few students would dare skip class to attend the celebration.

"Stephen, what are you doing? It's only six!"

"Brad, here's not the place to talk about that. Watch what you say."

Zhang Yu stepped up onto the platform first. Behind him came the coaching staff and players, followed by the Basketball Operations Department, led by Micah Shulsbury.

"Forget March Madness today, because... we're the champions!"

"Get lost!"

Zhang Yu gave Stevens a nudge, and a faint smile appeared on Zhang Yu's face.

"Nothing's wrong. I just didn't expect you to compliment me. Have you been possessed by an alien or something?"

The sun had just risen, draping the campus in pale red light. It was March, and the weather was no longer so cold. A faint chill still filled the air with every breath.

"Stephen, what are you doing? It's only six!"

The parade would wind around campus, bringing this humble but passionate championship celebration to an end.

Of course, the biggest reason was that it was Sunday. Otherwise, few students would dare skip class to attend the celebration.

Zhang Yu set down the trophy after holding it aloft for a while and started back down from the stage. Everyone followed, while the fans cheered and crowded around them.

"Brad, we just won the championship. Cheer up," Zhang Yu comforted him.

One season had made Curry a bona fide campus celebrity at Butler University. Nearly everyone turned to look when he walked by.

"Forget March Madness today, because... we're the champions!"

Curry and Louis parted ways, and Curry jogged over:

"Bulldogs, let's go!"

Curry grinned, shrugged, and put on a smug expression, drawing laughter from everyone. Then he joined his teammates.

They had a lot of people there who'd been celebrating wildly outside Hinkle Fieldhouse the night before. They'd gone to bed God knew when, yet had still gotten up early to attend the parade.

"Brad, we just won the championship. Cheer up," Zhang Yu comforted him.

One season had made Curry a bona fide campus celebrity at Butler University. Nearly everyone turned to look when he walked by.

Curry and Louis parted ways, and Curry jogged over:

"Not a single one of those 'lords' on the board showed up?"

"Get lost!"

Zhang Yu gave Stevens a nudge, and a faint smile appeared on Zhang Yu's face.

"Nothing's wrong. I just didn't expect you to compliment me. Have you been possessed by an alien or something?"

"Cough, cough. This time I really mean to get to the point!" Zhang Yu coughed twice, putting on a serious face.

One season had made Curry a bona fide campus celebrity at Butler University. Nearly everyone turned to look when he walked by.

Micah Shulsbury had also arrived. Seeing that Stevens had brought only a few Basketball Operations Department coordinators with him, Stevens raised an eyebrow.

"Not a single one of those 'lords' on the board showed up?"

He stepped closer. The screen showed footage of Indiana State's game, playing on a loop. A half-eaten, cold hamburger sat on the desk.

The crowd had just erupted. Cheers, shrill whistles, and scattered applause rang out all at once.

Curry grinned, shrugged, and put on a smug expression, drawing laughter from everyone. Then he joined his teammates.

The crowd had just erupted. Cheers, shrill whistles, and scattered applause rang out all at once.

Micah Shulsbury hurriedly looked around and waved his hands, slightly flustered.

The parade would wind around campus, bringing this humble but passionate championship celebration to an end.

"Brad, here's not the place to talk about that. Watch what you say."

"Bulldogs, let's go!"

This was Indiana: a land of fervor and a city steeped in tradition. Though it lay in the north, traditional white power held tremendous sway here.

The crowd erupted. Cheers, shrill whistles, and scattered applause rang out all at once.

Zhang Yu lifted the championship trophy high above the podium. The players behind him gathered around and laid their hands on it, shouting:

"Bulldogs, let's go!"

The crowd laughed.

Micah Shulsbury hurriedly looked around and waved his hands, slightly flustered.

Curry grinned, shrugged, and put on a smug expression, drawing laughter from everyone. Then he joined his teammates.

"Bulldogs, let's go!"

"I knew it. If NBA champions can have a parade through an entire city, there's no reason NCAA champions can't." Zhang Yu laughed.

The crowd laughed.

Micah Shulsbury hurriedly looked around and waved his hands, slightly flustered.

Curry grinned, shrugged, and put on a smug expression, drawing laughter from everyone. Then he joined his teammates.

The crowd erupted. Cheers, shrill whistles, and scattered applause rang out all at once.

Curry grinned, shrugged, and put on a smug expression, drawing laughter from everyone. Then he joined his teammates.

The crowd erupted. Cheers, shrill whistles, and scattered applause rang out all at once.

Micah Shulsbury hurriedly looked around and waved his hands, slightly flustered.

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