The next day at noon, the entire Cleveland Cavaliers team flew to Miami to face the Miami Heat. As soon as they got off the plane, the Cavaliers were surrounded by fans wearing Dwyane Wade jerseys.
Airport security rushed over to keep order, but they couldn't stop the fans' vicious insults from reaching Su Yi's ears.
"Softie who got in on fan votes! You don't deserve to start!"
"LeBron's lapdog! All you do is ride his coattails!"
"Without votes from Dragon Country, you'd be nothing!"
"Go back to Dragon Country! We don't want you in the NBA!"
"Look at your assist numbers! You selfish ball hog!"
"Where's your FMVP? Oh, right—you don't have one!"
"All talk and no guts!"
"A fake All-Star made in Dragon Country!"
Even the Cleveland Cavaliers players couldn't stand it. They fired back at the Miami Heat fans one after another.
But Su Yi, the target of all the abuse, wasn't angry at all. He even stopped and made a gesture as if straining to hear them.
It was as though he were saying: What, you haven't eaten? Speak up!
Seeing Su Yi's provocative gesture, the Miami Heat fans cursed even louder. One of them even grabbed his backpack and hurled it at Su Yi.
Su Yi dodged nimbly, and the backpack struck an airport security guard nearby instead.
"Grab him!"
The guard angrily barked into his radio.
Several security guards immediately rushed over and pinned the fan who had thrown the backpack to the ground.
Watching the scene, Su Yi couldn't help the corner of his mouth from curling up. He stared straight at the fan being held down by the security guards—and at the others around him, who no longer dared to curse or make a move.
What a bunch of cowards.
"Eight!"