NBA: Stealing LeBron's First FMVP
Chapter 8

This dog is too stingy

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The next morning just after 6 a.m., Su Yi woke up according to his usual biological clock to go train.

As soon as he stepped out of his room, Xu Rui rushed out of the study, excitedly saying, "Yi, you're awake! The game you developed is so fun, I played it all night!"

Su Yi calmly nodded. Of course it was fun—that was only natural.

"A Rui, leave the release stuff to you."

He was in charge of development; Xu Rui was in charge of release.

Xu Rui patted his chest and said, "Yi, leave it to me."

"You go get some sleep. I'm going to train."

After Su Yi finished speaking, he headed toward the door. His usual morning routine started with a lap around the neighborhood.

The neighborhood was pretty big. One lap was about five kilometers, just right for warming up.

After warming up, Su Yi immediately moved on to training other items.

Two and a half hours later, Su Yi dragged his exhausted body and sweat-soaked clothes back to his room, washed up, and changed into a clean set of clothes.

By then, Saicang Halin had already prepared a hearty breakfast.

Su Yi plopped down at the dining table and wolfed down the food like a starving wolf, eating his fill.

After eating and drinking his fill, Kai Lei Menluo personally drove Su Yi to the Cleveland Cavaliers' training facility.

In the car, Kai Lei Menluo reminded Su Yi not to be nervous.

Su Yi nodded repeatedly. He wasn't nervous.

Then Kai Lei Menluo went on with all kinds of reminders.

He was making himself more nervous than Su Yi.

To be honest, Su Yi really wasn't nervous. He was actually looking forward to seeing LeBron James train.

He wondered if he'd get to witness LeBron James going one-on-one with a trainer.

Su Yi was somehow looking forward to it (*❦ω❦).

They soon arrived at the Cleveland Cavaliers' training facility.

Su Yi slung his backpack over his shoulder, said goodbye to Kai Lei Menluo, and walked into the Cleveland Cavaliers' training center alone.

Since it was his first time, Su Yi didn't know the way, so he asked a staff member for directions.

The staff member took one look at Su Yi and immediately knew he was this year's rookie for the team, so he enthusiastically showed him the way.

"Thanks."

When they reached the destination, Su Yi quietly pulled a ten-dollar bill from his pocket and handed it to the staff member.

The staff member took it right away, his smile growing even brighter as he said, "Su, no need to be polite. If there's anything you don't understand next time, remember to come find me."

Su Yi nodded and then walked inside.

The staff member watched Su Yi's retreating figure, his fondness for him rising steadily. After all, even LeBron James on the team had never tipped the staff.

And a rookie actually did something like this. There was no denying it—comparison was the thief of joy.

If someone ever asked him in the future which Cleveland Cavaliers player he liked most, he would answer without hesitation: "I like Su!"

(GM LeBron: Fire him. He has to be fired.)

Su Yi arrived at the locker room and put his things into the locker with his name on it. The locker was smaller and more out of the way than the others.

That was also Su Yi's current position on the team.

But Su Yi didn't mind it.

After all, he was a man with a cheat.

Endure a little, and he'd leap over the dragon's gate.

Su Yi changed and headed to the training court to practice. He hadn't even trained for half an hour.

The Cleveland Cavaliers' players began arriving at the training court one after another.

"Hello, Big Z. I'm this year's rookie, Su Yi. Please take care of me."

"Hello..."

Faced with Su Yi's enthusiastic greetings, most of the Cleveland Cavaliers' players ignored him.

Only Big Z responded, walking over to him and saying, "Rookie, I've watched your games. Your outside shooting is really accurate. I hope you can shoot that well in the new season."

Big Z had actually watched Su Yi's games.

What left the biggest impression on Big Z was Su Yi's outside shooting.

Their whole team's spacing was way too tight right now because they didn't have a suitable shooter.

Last offseason, the team signed the Toronto Raptors' all-around player and the holder of the single-game twelve three-pointer record—Donyell Marshall.

To be honest, the team valued Donyell Marshall's outside three-point shooting ability.

When he was with the Toronto Raptors, Donyell Marshall averaged 2.3 three-pointers per game with a three-point shooting percentage of 41.6%.

When Donyell Marshall arrived in Cleveland, his three-point percentage plummeted to just 32.4%, with only 1.6 makes per game.

He completely failed to live up to expectations.

At the same time, the entire team averaged only 33.9% from three-point range. With outside shooting like that, how much spacing could they possibly have?

So Big Z understood perfectly why management had chosen Su Yi.

His deadly accurate three-point shooting in the NCAA had left a deep impression on them.

"Alright!"

Su Yi said with a smile.

He hadn't expected to receive such warmth from the team's second-in-command, Big Z.

Big Z's gesture made the other players on the team warm up to Su Yi just a tiny bit.

Really just a tiny bit—at least they responded!

Not long after, with the arrival of that man—the founder of the nomadic dynasty, the deputy goat, the inventor of staggered scheduling—LeBron James~

"LeBron, how was your offseason?"

"LeBron, morning!"

"LeBron..."

The Cleveland Cavaliers players lined up one after another to greet LeBron James, smiles plastered all over their faces.

After all, GM LeBron's "dominance" was right there.

Whoever didn't listen got traded!

Even the former team leader was no exception.

(Ricky Davis: crying his eyes out)

And Su Yi was no exception. He walked over to greet LeBron James.

"Hey rookie, welcome to the NBA. Go buy us some donuts and Happy Water. From now on, have them ready before every practice."

LeBron James immediately carried on the NBA tradition—hazing the rookie!

Su Yi nodded and said he'd go buy them right away.

But not only did he have to buy them, he had to pay out of his own pocket.

Damn, this cheapskate was way too stingy.

Su Yi kept roasting LeBron James in his head.

Still, Su Yi wasn't surprised. After all, this guy was famously tight-fisted in his past life.

Whenever he went out to eat with friends, they always split the bill. He couldn't bear to spend twenty bucks on a data plan, only used the internet where there was WiFi, never subscribed to any memberships, listened to free music, and never bought any paid software.

You could call that frugal if you wanted to be nice.

But publicly promising to pay the fines for teammates who stood up for him, and then never doing it?

That wasn't frugality. That was a character issue—pure stinginess!

As head coach Mike Brown walked in, the Cleveland Cavaliers training camp officially kicked off.

They started straight with physical testing.

That made quite a few players groan in misery, since they'd truly taken the offseason off—no training at all.

But for Su Yi, this was nothing.

He'd trained the entire offseason.

Name: Su Yi Gender: Male; Height: 198cm; Weight: 101kg; Wingspan: 221cm. Speed: 76; Explosiveness: 73; Strength: 73 Jumping: 76; Stamina: 82; Agility: 73 Layup: 74; Mid-range: 90; Three-point: 96 Dunk: 72; Off-dribble shot: 72; Free throw: 74 Steal: 77; Block: 73; Rebound: 72 Passing vision: 72; Playmaking: 72 Defense: 75; Offense: 75 Ball handling: 73; Passing: 75 Injury immunity: 99 Overall rating: C+

Skills: Hot Potato Master (When receiving a teammate's pass within the last 5 seconds of the 24-second shot clock, shooting percentage increases by 50%)

After one offseason, Su Yi's overall rating went from C to C+.

His physical attributes all increased by about 3 points, while the rest mostly went up by 2 points.

This offseason, Su Yi focused on muscle gain and shooting.

His weight jumped from 96kg to 101kg—a full ten pounds of muscle—all to handle the physicality of the NBA.

On top of that, his mid-range shot directly rose to 90!

This greatly expanded his offensive arsenal.

After all, reaching 90 is a qualitative leap.

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