hotmtlnovel Chapter 133 Jordan's Biggest Crisis of His Career! The System's New...
Chapter 133 Jordan's Biggest Crisis of His Career! The System's New...
Chapter 133 The Biggest Crisis of Jordan's Career! A Brand New Mission from the System!
Lin Tian and Jackson's playful banter drew bursts of laughter from the reporters. Then, another reporter stood up and said, "Tell me your thoughts, Lin! I've only been in the industry for less than 10 years, and honestly, I've never covered a 70-point game before. I'm probably even more excited than you are right now!"
"Wake up, you're not the one who scored 70 points, buddy!" Lin Tian laughed heartily. "And to be honest, this is my first time attending a press conference for a 70-point game, so I was actually quite nervous. But if you ask me how I feel, I have to say... compared to scoring 70 points, it made me even happier that Hardaway went 3-for-15 in the second and third quarters!"
"After all, we all know how amazing he is, how incredible his abilities are, and today, I've completely locked him in! I'm so happy!"
"Lin, besides your 70 points in the game, you also scored 35 points in the third quarter! And your last shot was made in a way we've never seen before! God, I still get goosebumps thinking about it!" Another reporter stood up and said, "Can you tell me about that three-pointer? Why did you take it?"
"It's actually very simple. There's only one reason for taking these shots, and it's the same reason I refused to use tactical fouls to create more shooting opportunities at the end of the third quarter and chose not to play in the fourth quarter." Lin Tian put away his smile and said, "I don't want such a perfect night to be tainted by any negative comments."
"I don't want to give anyone the opportunity or excuse to tarnish this game! I don't want anyone to say: Lin's points were inflated, he had no bottom line in order to pad his stats, he was shooting like crazy during garbage time... I don't want to hear any of that!"
"So, I refused to commit tactical fouls, didn't play in the fourth quarter, and used that particular method to shoot in the third quarter! My thinking at the time was very simple: I entrusted everything to God, and no one could say anything against me! In the end, luckily, God was on my side!"
"What if God didn't help you score that last shot tonight? Would you regret your choice, Yao Lin?"
"I won't regret it," Lin Tian shrugged. "If this shot hadn't gone in, I would have immediately committed a tactical foul, sending the Magic to the free-throw line, and then we could have attacked again! Didn't you guys notice that there were still 15 seconds left in the third quarter after I made the basket? That's what I was aiming for!"
Lin Tian's humor made the reporters on site burst into laughter. They loved interviewing players who were witty and spoke a mix of truth and lies, because it was full of interesting stories!
After a burst of laughter, another reporter stood up and said, "Tell us about your opponent, Lin. Do you think that after this match, you've widened the gap between yourself and Anfernee? Are you two players in the same league?"
"I have a lot of respect for Anfernee. His talent, his playing style, his incredible moves and scoring methods—he was named to the All-NBA First Team two years in a row, which proves that he has been one of the best players in the league for the past two years!"
"What I'm saying is that one game can't determine a player's ability or their level. A month ago, he scored a 40+ triple-double against us. Does that prove he's a better player than Michael? Obviously not!"
"So, I can't say I'm better than Anfernee, but I have to say, playing against him is really exciting! And we'll face each other again next season, and we might even meet in the playoffs. I'm really looking forward to continuing to play against him and to beating him every time!"
Lin Tian's words were so impeccable that even the most die-hard Magic and Hardaway fans had to applaud him.
What is the art of interviewing?
He's arrogant, humble, humorous, and serious, alternating between serious talk and nonsense!
If you can bring all these elements together in one press conference, you're sure to win the hearts of fans and the media, and make it impossible for your opponents to hate you!
Psychology is not something you learn for nothing!
Lin Tian knew exactly how to make others like him!
"Lin! Here's some news you'll definitely like." A reporter suddenly stood up, smiling, and said, "Just as you answered your question about Hardaway, he happened to be interviewed. Would you like to know what he had to say?"
Looking at Lin Tian, the reporter didn't keep him in suspense but went straight to the point: "Haddaway said in an interview that he's no worse than you; you just happened to be on fire tonight. Everyone has nights like that; everyone's career has a night when they can't stop!"
"And your career-defining night is tonight! He said it's nothing special, you can't score 70 points every night, and you can't make 9 three-pointers every night! He doesn't think you've blown him out of the game, nor does he think he's inferior to you."
"And he concluded by saying: 'Your playing style is too self-centered and willful. You need to find a more down-to-earth approach and reduce those flashy but ineffective moves. Otherwise, the Bulls might fail because of your overly individualistic style! He could play like you, he just doesn't want to, but you can never play his way!'"
"He can do things you can't, and he can do things you can do anytime!"
After the reporter finished speaking, the entire scene fell silent. Everyone was waiting for Lin Tian's response, especially after Lin Tian had just made a very humble comment about Hardaway. Hardaway suddenly made such a very impolite comment, so everyone was even more eager for Lin Tian's response. All the reporters gripped their pens tightly!
"First of all, I have to say, he's talking nonsense." Lin Tian chuckled and shrugged. "I admit, I was really on fire tonight, and I can't score 70 points every night, after all, even Chamberlain couldn't do that. But what I want to say is, shouldn't he listen carefully to what he's actually saying?"
"Can he do everything I can? Has he ever scored 60 points in the playoffs? Has he ever scored 48 points in the Finals? And who got swept by us in last season's Eastern Conference Finals?"
"Of all the things he did, there's only one I couldn't do, and that's driving away the team's true core and his elder brother! A guy who lacks respect and gratitude, a guy who gets a little success and immediately becomes arrogant, thinking that everything is under his control, a guy who is clearly being crushed but still talking tough."
"Honestly, if Anfernee had played as tough on the court as he did in the interview, I would have scored a maximum of 60 points in three quarters."
"Finally, two last points about Anfernee: I retract all my previous assessments of him; I was just talking nonsense. Second: I can't do what he can? We'll wait and see; he'll soon realize how foolish his words were!"
Lin Tian's ruthless, fierce, and forceful response greatly satisfied the reporters present! This was exactly the response they wanted!
Fight back! Don't back down!
However, Lin Tian's response made the previously relaxed press conference atmosphere somewhat tense.
This is when our own people should step in.
"So, Lin, here's another interesting question: When Michael was on the team, you got crushed by Hardaway and lost the game. But when Michael wasn't there, you beat Hardaway and made history. What do you think about that? Will the team consider cutting Michael, this cancer to the team?"
At this moment, a local Chicago media outlet immediately stood up.
The topic was steered in a relatively cheerful direction.
Faced with this obviously joking question, Lin Tian immediately shouted to Jackson next door, "See that, Phil? Everyone can see it! McGrady is the cancer on this team, an obstacle to our progress!"
"I'm the future star of this team! Trade Michael! Let him be my supporting player, responsible for defense and playmaking, give me unlimited shooting opportunities, and I guarantee we can win another championship!"
"Sure, I'll tell Michael the good news after he returns to training. I'll lock up the training facility then, and whoever can crawl out of there gets unlimited firing rights." Jackson wasn't afraid of that at all, he shrugged, indicating that Jackson could handle it himself.
Lin Tian and Jackson's back-and-forth banter got the reporters below scribbling away, eagerly recording their words. Interviewing this mentor-student duo was truly easy and productive! It was much better than interviewing those players who only knew how to spout official platitudes, nod, and mumble "uh-huh"!
Needless to say, the reporters will be working overtime all night again, and by tomorrow morning, their reports on Lin Tian and this match will be all over the pages of major newspapers!
That night, Rodman held an incredibly lively and grand celebration to celebrate Lin Tian leading the team to victory in this crucial game and avenging the entire team. Not to mention, he also broke several historical records. If the whole of Chicago didn't have a party to let the team relax and celebrate on a night like this, all the girls in Chicago would be crying!
Almost everyone on the Bulls team attended this grand party, or rather, only one person didn't come.
Michael Jordan, who was crying in a Chicago hospital, barely got off the toilet all night and looked visibly haggard.
The next morning, with Jordan's symptoms showing no signs of abating and even worsening, all the proctologists, internists, and gastroenterologists in Chicago came to the hospital where Jordan was, hoping to combine their expertise to help him recover as quickly as possible.
But they were completely at a loss regarding Jordan's situation.
I have absolutely no idea what's going on or what to do.
After all, judging from the symptoms, it was something unclean that they had eaten, but they tried all sorts of methods, and nothing worked! Jordan was just spraying non-stop.
Even the doctors couldn't help but marvel at the truly limitless potential of humankind. Jordan hadn't eaten anything all night, relying only on water and nutrient solutions, yet he was still able to ejaculate like that. Several experts were genuinely impressed.
The experts looked at each other, completely stumped. Aside from sewing the opening shut, they couldn't think of any other solutions.
"How about we actually sew it up and see?" An intern tentatively looked at the industry veteran in front of him. He wondered if these people were looking at each other because they were too embarrassed to suggest this last resort.
Could they be waiting for a brave soul to come up with this solution that is fundamentally flawed?
"Are you crazy?" the hospital director exclaimed in shock!
He really didn't expect that he would have such an idiot under his command!
What's the point of sewing the opening shut? What's meant to be produced will still be produced, and what's meant to be expelled will still be expelled.
If you block it, does that mean it's gone?
It's just temporarily stored! And with this amount of spray, how can it be blocked?
If you block the bottom, can you guarantee that the thing won't spray out from the top?
Hmm... Thinking of this, the hospital director, who hadn't been on the front lines of patient care for a long time, took a deep breath to ease the nausea in his heart.
"Keep the IV drip, keep the medication, keep treating him like he has diarrhea! Then, arrange a full-body checkup for Michael! From top to bottom, inside and out, don't miss a single detail! Give him a thorough examination! I refuse to believe we can't find out what's wrong with Michael!"
Just when the doctors were at a loss, Jordan, alone in the ward, was almost completely exhausted. His eyes were sunken, his lips were trembling slightly, and he looked extremely haggard! He felt like his whole body had been hollowed out, and he felt uncomfortable all over.
Even so, my stomach was still cramping in waves, and I had a strong urge to defecate!
What did I eat that made me suffer so much?
Jordan, who had been suffering from stomach pain all night, didn't have many options.
He could only listen to the doctor and try to distract himself to alleviate his pain.
On this morning when the TV is filled with GG and boring dramas, there are no games on the phone, and game consoles haven't been brought to the hospital wards yet, because you can't exert yourself too much or it will easily burst, Jordan doesn't really have many ways to distract himself.
The best activity he could think of for this morning was reading the newspaper, specifically the sports newspaper!
Early in the morning, Jordan had his assistant buy more than ten newspapers, intending to read them at his leisure. He had heard that the team had given the Magic a sound beating last night, and Lin had played exceptionally well, breaking several scoring records.
This kid is definitely got something out of him.
Jordan calmly sat down by the bathroom door, opened the first copy of the Chicago Sun-Times, and immediately saw the headline on the front page!
Lim Qiang bluntly states that Hadaway's only strength lies in his words! He strongly refutes Hadaway's disrespectful remarks!
Let's wait and see! What kind of performance will Lin Xia deliver in the match?
Wow! This kid's not bad!
Jordan leaned back comfortably in his chair, slightly relaxed.
He nodded as he read the newspaper article about the post-match verbal sparring between Lin Tian and Hardaway.
Lin, this little buddy, is pretty good! His trash talk is about 70% as good as mine!
Just as Jordan was rubbing his stomach with one hand and flipping through the newspaper with the other, his brows suddenly furrowed.
He saw an article that upset him.
Even Jordan couldn't stop him! How many records did Lin break this night?
What the hell? What do you mean I can't even come? Don't you even know what football is?!
Jordan impatiently flipped through the newspaper and saw the next article related to the game.
Even Michael never achieved this in his 10-year career! Has Lin's scoring ability surpassed Michael's with 72 points in a single game?
What the hell? He surpassed me in just one game?
Jordan cursed and impatiently tossed the entire Chicago Sun-Times aside.
Then, he casually picked up another newspaper.
35 points in a single quarter, 72 points in three quarters! Lin is already one of the league's top scorers!
Winning or losing isn't the problem; the absence of a particular player is embarrassing. Why is there such a huge difference between Jordan's presence and absence when facing the Magic?
"Confirmed Cancer! The Bulls Achieved Such a Huge Victory Without Jordan!"
Nine three-pointers in a single game shattered the Magic; even Jordan never made that many three-pointers!
NBA All-Time Point Guard Scoring Power Rankings! Isaiah Thomas Third, Archibald Second, and the Number One is...!
What the heck? What? It's the first in history?!
How did I become a cancer?
An angry Jordan rolled up the newspaper in his hand and threw it into the trash can.
then……
Jordan used too much force and felt something was about to come out again. Grabbing the newspapers, he went into the bathroom once more.
Sitting on the toilet, Jordan opened another newspaper and began to read.
Lin joked that Jordan was a cancer on the team and suggested Jackson cut him; Jackson's response was shocking!
Want unlimited firing rights? How many truths are spoken as jokes?
Perfect Partners or Mutually Detrimental? After This Battle, Perhaps Lin Really Needs a Bigger Stage?
FUXX!
Jordan looked at the newspapers, got angry, tore them all to shreds, threw them into the trash can, and then picked up another one at random.
Jordan or Lin Tian? A comparison of their strengths in 15 details reveals Jordan's advantage in 8 areas!
Out of 15 competitions, I only had an advantage in 8? FUXX! I completely crushed him!
Magic Johnson Interview: Lin could become the greatest point guard in NBA history; playing alongside Jordan would only hinder his development!
Upon seeing this, Jordan swore again.
He also threw the Los Angeles Times into the trash can.
Bird: If I had to choose between Lin and Michael this year, I'd choose Lin! He's only 23!
Bird, that old bastard, I hadn’t even beaten you before you retired and ran away, and now you dare to spout nonsense here?
Jordan cursed again and threw the Boston Harbor Gazette into the trash can.
A stunning comeback is possible in the All-Star starting lineups! After yesterday's game, can Lin overtake Hardaway in the voting?
Why is it Lin Tian again? Jordan was too lazy to even curse this time; he simply threw the newspaper into the trash can.
……
A short while later, Jordan discovered that the stack of messy newspapers his assistant had bought was gone; half of them had been torn up and the other half thrown into the trash can.
Taking a deep breath, Jordan decided that he still needed to go out and get some sun.
So he reached out to find a roll of toilet paper.
then……
There's no toilet paper in the bathroom?
"Damn it! It's all that bastard Lin's fault!" Jordan cursed. He now had two choices.
Use the newspapers from the trash can to make do.
Or stand up and go to the door to get another roll of toilet paper.
Just as Jordan was caught in a dilemma, hesitating about how to solve this major problem, Lin Tian, Pippen, Jackson, Kerr and other Bulls players arrived at the hospital entrance, laughing and joking all the way.
Jackson suggested it; since the team didn't have a game today, they could visit Jordan at the hospital and hopefully improve the relationship between teammates.
So, Lin Tian and his group, holding flowers in their hands and smiling all the way, arrived at Jordan's hospital room.
Before Jackson could knock on the door, he suddenly heard a muffled thud coming from inside the ward!
It sounded like something had fallen to the floor.
"Michael? Michael, are you alright?" Jackson frowned and called out twice but no one answered. Then he suddenly pushed open the door. The entire Bulls team, worried about Jordan, all crowded into the ward. More than ten players, including Jackson, were all inside the ward in the blink of an eye.
then……
Then they saw that the toilet was littered with torn newspapers, Jordan's pants were still hanging on his knees, his buttocks were exposed, and he was lying on the floor in a disheveled state, clutching his ankle with one hand, looking like he was in pain.
"Get out! Get out! Everyone out! Steve, you stay." Jackson reacted incredibly quickly, immediately giving orders, urging all the players towards the door. He also yelled at Lin Tian, "Lin! You're good at dealing with the media. Go, stop them, don't let them in! Hurry!"
Yes, when Bulls general manager Krause learned that the team was going to visit Jordan, he thought it was a great opportunity to promote the harmony within the Bulls team and how the players were like brothers and family!
So he brought in many local Chicago media outlets and arrived at the hospital almost simultaneously with the Bulls players, ready to stage a photo op.
By now, the media had arrived at the door.
Lin Tian reluctantly turned back to look at Jordan's disheveled appearance one last time, and subconsciously wanted to reach for his phone to take a picture of Jordan! But then Lin Tian realized that his phone didn't have a camera function at all!
I just regret that I didn't bring a camera with me when I went out!
Reluctantly stepping out of the room, Lin Tian ran into reporters who were about to enter the ward for an interview. He immediately put on an anxious expression and said, "Ladies and gentlemen, I'm sorry! Michael has some health problems, so we've all been kicked out. We have to wait for the doctor's diagnosis and injury report before we can go in."
"Michael's injured? Didn't he say he was sick last night?" Upon hearing the word "injury," the reporters became even more excited! Their first reaction was to rush into the hospital room! They needed to get firsthand information about Jordan's injury!
Honestly, Lin Tian really wanted the reporters to storm in, snap photos and write articles, putting Jordan in what was probably the most embarrassing state of his life in the newspapers for everyone to see.
Michael Jordan becomes "Poop Hero," slipping and falling in the bathroom after taking a dump!
"Murderous Bathroom! Michael Jordan Suffers Career-Worst Injury in Bathroom!"
Jordan may be out for the rest of the season! All because of a pile of poop!
The Bulls' biggest enemy on their road to a second consecutive championship has appeared! It's actually a toilet?!
Injuries Hits Chicago! Michael Jordan is Stabbed by Toilet Killer!
……
Imagining these headlines, Lin Tian then personally went to tell Jordan: Hehe, you didn't expect that, did you? It was me who let the reporters in!
After that, Lin Tian felt that if the system didn't give him tens of thousands of experience points or two or three permanent skills, then it was deliberately targeting him!
Jordan might end up being sent to a mental hospital for treatment because of this kind of blow.
Unfortunately, Master Lin is a man of principle; even if he uses skills to gain experience, he can't do it this way!
So, after looking back with great regret at the tightly closed hospital room door, Lin Tian led the Bulls players to block the doorway.
"We still need further examinations and diagnosis to find out exactly what happened to Michael and how serious it is! All I can tell you right now is that Michael should not miss the All-Star Game!" Lin Tian stretched out his hand, explaining as much as possible.
"Won't affect the All-Star game? Does that mean Michael will be sidelined for at least a month?"
"Is it a recurrence of a groin injury? Or Michael's knee?"
"It's Michael's chrysanthemum!" Lin Tian thought to himself before continuing loudly, "Please wait quietly! We'll give you an answer in 20 minutes at most. Please be patient and make way for the doctor, creating a life-saving passage!"
Lifeline!
The reporters' eyes lit up again!
"Lin! You mean... Michael's injury is life-threatening?"
"Does he have cancer?"
"Could it be AIDS? Has he gone down the same path as the magician?"
"It's still leukemia. Should we solicit donors from the public?"
"Donor? Is it because Jordan's vital organs have become diseased and require a transplant?"
"A transplant? Is there something wrong with Jordan's son, so Jordan needs to donate bone marrow to his son?"
"Donating bone marrow? Lin, we received news that when Jordan was preparing to donate bone marrow to his son, he discovered that their DNA didn't match! Is that true?"
"So the Jordans are already in divorce proceedings? How will their assets be divided?"
"The latest news is that Michael and his wife finalized their divorce a week ago. Is that correct?"
"Is it true that Jordan and his wife divorced because their son's DNA closely matches Scottie Pippen's?"
……
Even Lin Tian is starting to feel the strain.
Where did they find this group of Chicago reporters?
Are they legitimate journalists? They look more like paparazzi than legitimate reporters!
Are their divergent thinking abilities really that strong?
All I, Lin Da Guanren, said was that Jordan was injured, and you guys can now stage a whole 50-episode Sunday 8 PM soap opera?
"Enough! Enough already!" Pippen was the first to lose his temper: "Jordan's son has absolutely nothing to do with me! I've never touched his woman! Enough already!"
"I can guarantee Scott's safety! Even if Michael's son slept with Scott's wife, Scott would never touch Michael's wife!"
"That's right, that's it... FUXX! Lin, what are you talking about?" Pippen looked at Lin Tian with a strange expression: "Is this how you make an analogy?"
Lin Tian looked at Pippen and inwardly cried out for Pippen's misfortune.
No matter how brilliant you, Pippen, were in your life, you never imagined that one day you would be on the same boat as Jordan's son, creating similar ripples.
According to seniority, on that day, Pippen would have to call DeAndre Jordan "brother," and DeAndre Jordan would have to call Pippen "senior."
Each side has its own perspective.
The reporters' barrage of questions left the Bulls players somewhat bewildered. Fortunately, hospital security and doctors arrived just then. The security guards calmed the reporters down, while several attending physicians rushed into the ward.
"I know that doctor! Dr. Smith, the best proctologist in Chicago!"
"I recognized the guy next to him too, Dr. Kelfi! He's one of the top proctologists in Chicago! He's the one who removed my hemorrhoids last time!"
The revelations from these two reporters immediately drove the other reporters even more into a frenzy!
What exactly happened? How could Jordan have access to a proctologist, and the best one in Chicago at that? What was Jordan's injury? Why weren't they allowed to enter the game?
If it's a common, normal injury, why aren't reporters allowed in?
If it's abnormal...
When they brought in a proctologist, things got interesting!
Could it be that the reason Jordan didn't play last night was...?
Tsk tsk tsk, I've long heard that there are some people in this world with strange hobbies.
Could it be that Jordan also...?
For a moment, the group of reporters was temporarily dispersed by security guards and separated from them in the corridor. But what were they doing? Divergent thinking and imagination are the reporters' forte!
Sometimes, when you encounter star players who are not good at speaking or do not like to be interviewed, and who like to speak one word at a time, they can even expand a single word into an entire article!
Polishing! Crazy polishing!
Sometimes, even if they know nothing at all, they can still write an entire article just based on a few names!
This is one of the most important abilities of journalists.
After Lin Tian and the others waited outside for about five minutes, Jackson and Cole came out. Jackson walked straight to the group of reporters, clapped his hands to attract their attention, and slowly said, "Ladies and gentlemen, I'm sorry, Michael's injury has taken a new turn, and he is not suitable to be interviewed at the moment."
"Everyone, please go back now. We'll give you a clear explanation once Michael's injury condition is confirmed. We're truly sorry for the wasted trip! But don't worry, General Manager Klaus will still deliver what he promised! There will be no discounts!"
After saying this, Jackson ignored the reporters' frantic thirst for knowledge and eagerness to ask questions, waved to the Bulls players behind him, and turned to leave!
Fortunately, the hospital security guards were indeed very professional. They reacted quickly and immediately held off the reporters, preventing them from catching up with Jackson, Lin Tian, and the others, and allowing the Bulls players to escape quickly.
"Coach, what's wrong with Michael?" Lin Tian finally asked after getting into the elevator and seeing that there were no outsiders around and the whole elevator was filled with Bulls players.
"Don't even mention it, FUXX! How could I be so unlucky! Damn it!" After cursing a few times, Jackson looked up and saw more than a dozen faces full of curiosity. He sighed helplessly and knew that there were some things he could never hide from anyone.
So Jackson bluntly said, "Michael sprained his ankle. The initial checkup shows it's a grade 2 sprain. He'll be out for at least 2-4 weeks, FUXX!" In his anger, Jackson unusually swore several times in just two sentences, showing that he was indeed in a very bad mood.
"What exactly happened? Didn't Michael have diarrhea?" Lin Tian continued to ask, voicing the doubts in everyone's minds.
How could someone who was just having diarrhea in the hospital end up with a grade 2 ankle sprain?
Jackson glanced at everyone around him. He knew that even if he didn't say anything, this group would definitely target Kerr, who had stayed in the room to help him with Jordan. The players didn't dare to threaten or bribe Jackson, but Kerr didn't have that kind of treatment.
Rather than making things difficult for Cole later, it's better to just say it now.
"His diarrhea caused his legs to go numb and his limbs to feel weak. When he stood up, he lost his balance and fell. Then, because he had no strength in his legs, he twisted his ankle."
"That's it?" This time it was Pippen's turn to ask, his face full of disbelief!
Twisting your ankle while using the toilet? What kind of nonsense is that?
Do not believe!
"That's it," Jackson said. "Some people slip and get hurt in the shower, some people go blind at a concert, and Michael sprains his ankle in the bathroom—that's perfectly normal! Also, you're not allowed to say a single word about this to the media!"
"If I find out who's been gossiping with reporters, I guarantee I'll get rid of them before the trade deadline! I don't want to hear those media outlets' exaggerated reports and speculations, and I especially don't want to read their so-called factual accounts! In short, I only have one thing to say: don't challenge my connections in the Chicago media!"
"I guarantee that anyone who dares to spout nonsense about this will be fired! Anyone!"
"Coach, why are you looking at me like that? Michael's injured, and I'm really upset!" Lin Tian quickly added as soon as he saw Jackson looking at him, "Besides, I'm very tight-lipped! I never say anything carelessly!"
"Stop laughing! Your mouth is practically stretched to your cheeks! What's making you so happy, Lin? Hmm? What could make you so excited you can't stop grinning? Did you win the lottery?"
"I'm just happy, there's no reason!" Lin Tian casually replied, then quickly composed himself. He hadn't managed his expression well and had been laughing uncontrollably.
There are two reasons why I'm happy.
One is that Jordan injured himself by taking a dump, resulting in a second-degree sprain. This is the kind of story that could be written into One Thousand and One Nights, yet it actually happened in real life.
One was when Jackson said that Jordan would be taking a break for about a month, the system issued a task to Lin Tian!
This system, which hadn't issued any tasks to itself since the end of last year's regular season, has finally started working!
"System Task: During Jordan's injury absence, the host must shoulder the responsibility for the team!"
Having dealt with the system for so long, Lin Tian had a pretty good understanding of its nature.
During Jordan's injury absence, Lin Tian had to carry the team. Needless to say, this meant that during Jordan's absence, Lin Tian had to maintain the Bulls' formidable record while also delivering a perfect performance and stats that would be worthy of the title "carry the team."
This time, Lin Tian was still full of confidence!
In the previous few attempts, for various reasons, he failed to obtain even one S+ level mission rating!
This time, even if we beat someone's brains out, we still have to get an S+ and have some fun!
We should also take a good look at what the top-tier mission rewards are!
While thinking, Lin Tian began to study the remaining props and experience cards he had. He needed to allocate them properly, figure out how to use them, and how to achieve a double harvest of data and victory, so as to finally get an S+ rating!
Unfortunately, Lin Tian only has 600 experience points now, and nearly half of them came from Hardaway.
These 600 experience points were barely enough for Lin Tian to upgrade the "Utah Wall" skill to LV2. However, thinking about how this skill improved the shooting accuracy after a pick-and-roll, Lin Tian shook his head.
This skill is completely useless; it's better to keep accumulating experience points!
Next, Lin Tian needs to see which opponents are top-tier and which are mediocre so he can make reasonable arrangements and use his items and experiences effectively in the competition!
For example, if the Bulls play the Timberwolves in the next game and the Raptors in the game after that, Lin Tian doesn't need to use any special cards to deal with these two weak teams. He is confident that he can defeat these two weak teams with his own strength!
And then...
Lin Tian wasn't in a hurry to watch the later matches; he needed to make a phone call first! A very important call!
"Michael, are you alright? I heard you twisted your ankle while taking a dump?"
Well, the first thing Lin Tian did after returning home was to call Jordan and send him his best wishes!
"Fuck you! Lin, you bastard! Once I recover, I'll make sure you die on the court! I promise!"
"Don't get so easily angered, Michael! Be careful not to spray! Your hole is wide open right now! If the sheets get dirty, you'll be incredibly embarrassed!"
"Shut up, you bastard! Shut up! I don't want to talk to you about this! I don't!" After Jordan cursed and swore for a full half minute, before Lin Tian could retaliate, another angry roar suddenly came from the other end of the phone.
"FUXX! Here we go again! Lin, get the hell out of here!"
And then, the system sent another message.
"Michael Jordan's emotions have fluctuated, resulting in a loss of 200 experience points!"
Wow! That's 200?
Normally, he fights Jordan to the death, and in training he's practically bursting with rage, but he only loses 10 or 20 points. Now, with just this one move, he's lost 200 points?
It seems that Jordan is really heartbroken and frustrated!
At this time, he definitely needs someone to take care of him and comfort him!
Thinking of this, Lin Tian didn't hesitate at all, picked up the phone, and continued to call Jordan!
Let me comfort you!
If I don't take this opportunity today to bombard Jordan with calls and annoy him to death, I, Lin, will change my surname to Jordan!
(End of this chapter)