Parker was talking with Alexander.
With the season halfway through, Alexander had improved significantly and was playing better and better. What he needed now was experience.
Parker was the person who could give him the most experience.
As they talked, Parker suddenly sensed something approaching his head.
He instinctively dodged.
Tang Tian grabbed at empty air.
"Damn!"
Tang Tian sighed inwardly.
Parker's reaction was way too fast.
As expected of someone who had spent so long with the Spurs—he was well-trained.
"Tang? What are you doing?"
Parker turned around, saw Tang Tian, and asked warily.
"Nothing... I just saw a bug on your head and wanted to brush it off."
Tang Tian spouted nonsense with a perfectly serious expression.
Parker looked at him suspiciously, clearly unconvinced.
"Shai, listen carefully to what Tony says. He's a very, very good point guard."
Tang Tian walked over to Alexander, rubbed his head, and spoke earnestly.
Alexander had a permed afro. It felt like touching weeds—not particularly satisfying.
Tang Tian's eyes lit up. He had never thought of getting that hairstyle himself!
Alexander nodded. He was eager to learn, and he was willing to listen whether it was Parker or Tang Tian speaking.
Seeing Tang Tian's actions and reaction, Parker's lips curled into a faint smile.
Sure enough, just like Duncan, this guy loved touching people's heads. Good thing his reflexes were quick.
After rubbing Alexander's head and seeing Parker's reaction, Tang Tian could not help sighing.
Sigh, people these days. I'm clearly doing this for your own good, so why are you refusing?
Having failed to touch Parker's head, Tang Tian felt somewhat bored.
In theory, it would take the least effort if the entire team lined up and let him touch their heads one by one.
But apparently, not everyone was like