Volume 1: I Came, I Saw, I Conquered!

Zhang Yu had already blacklisted Sports Illustrated in his mind. At first, he too had thought what Zhang Yu said was pure fantasy, but after learning that even a heavyweight like Markbaum was pessimistic about the real estate market, he decisively chose to trust Zhang Yu. Zhang Yu grabbed breakfast at the hotel restaurant on the way, then returned to his room with the newspapers and began reading. But that flaw was hardly worth mentioning in the face of his overwhelming offensive firepower. "Trading baskets with North Carolina? Isn't that too difficult?" Hearing this, Zhang Yu breathed a sigh of relief. Markbaum had watched the previous two games in person. Stevens did not ask any more questions and instead looked toward the laptop screen. Sports Illustrated: Of course, if the Bulldogs lost, he would wait an extra day before reading the papers so as not to ruin his good mood for the day. Still trying to argue? If you hadn't padded that triple-double, you would've lost even faster! He paused and looked at Curry. This had always been his habit: work out first, then read the reporters' flattering praise. It truly refreshed both body and mind. Because of this, he had a small falling-out with Tracy, who wanted to move to a different house, and stayed in Zhang Yu's apartment for two days. "Looks like the people on Wall Street are already starting to panic... Mark, don't be fooled by those petty gains. This is only the beginning. The real feast will come in another two months." After finishing, Zhang Yu was in high spirits and led the team to Charlotte Christian High School for recovery training. Hansbrough in particular, as a white big man, was relatively weak in both mobility and physicality, and had always been a defensive weak