Eastern and Western Conference Finals, The Same Script?

Just as Pippen's jealous rage burned fiercely, Li Fei's exclusive interview aired simultaneously on major New York television stations.

In the interview, Li Fei shed his usual postgame restraint. Facing the cameras, his gaze was as sharp as an eagle's, his tone calm yet filled with unquestionable force.

"It was only one loss. The sky hasn't fallen."

"Michael played a great game, and I salute him.

But that doesn't mean the course of this series will change because of it.

He burned himself out to steal a win for the Chicago Bulls, but flames eventually go out."

"Three straight road games? Great. I like playing on the road. I like hearing tens of thousands of people booing, then personally making them shut up. The United Center is a devilish home court? To me, it's just a bigger stage—a place where the wails of losers sound even louder."

"Tell all Knicks fans to get ready to welcome our triumphant return. We'll bring match point back from Chicago, then end this series right here, at Madison Square Garden."

This declaration was like a blockbuster bomb, instantly detonating the entire media landscape.

The pessimism that had hung over New York was swept away by Li Fei's overwhelmingly domineering words.

It was as though the fans had found their backbone, and the tide on the forums turned in an instant.

"This is our king! So badass!"

"That's right! It was just one loss! With Li Fei here, who do we have to fear?"

"Let the people of Chicago see what real despair looks like! We'll crush them completely on their home court!"

In the most direct and forceful way possible, Li Fei injected the entire city with a shot of adrenaline.

He didn't explain tactics, nor did he comfort his teammates. Instead, with an