After the game.
Zhou Ze and Jordan had a chat as well.
Though both wore smiles, the content of their conversation was rather "hard to listen to."
Jordan: "Kid, you only have three championship rings. I have six."
Zhou Ze: "I've never been eliminated in the first round."
Jordan: ...
Jordan gritted his teeth and said, "I was eliminated because I didn't have enough help back then."
Zhou Ze: "Yeah. I know. The weak love making excuses."
Jordan: "Even the 1996 version of me could knock your teeth all over the floor."
Zhou Ze: "Yeah, you definitely could have back then. After all, I was only around ten years old."
Jordan: "I have ten scoring titles."
Zhou Ze: "I scored 80-plus in a regular-season game. The playoff and Finals single-game scoring records also have my name on them. Oh, right, the Christmas Day scoring record is mine too. Your career high probably won't even make the top hundred of my single-game scores in the future."
Jordan: "I have five MVP trophies."
Zhou Ze: "You never won three straight MVPs!"
Jordan immediately snapped, "Do you have them, then?!"
Zhou Ze: "Maybe I won't, but my chances are definitely higher than yours. After all, I haven't retired yet."
Jordan: "Chicago won 72 regular-season games!"
Zhou Ze: "That doesn't seem too hard."
Jordan froze slightly, then suddenly remembered that the Lakers had already won 32 straight games that night. Since the start of the regular season, they had not lost a single game.
Over the next fifty games, they only needed to win forty to tie his record.
Jordan: "Maybe you'll win 73 games. Hmph, but that doesn't mean you'll win the championship."
Zhou Ze shuddered, suddenly thinking of someone from the past.
Zhou Ze: "Michael, we might not have won it before,