Yu Xiaochun's sprinkling of speculation about Donovan Mitchell to Yang Yiming is not all true. On the one hand, he was sure that Mitchell was Yang Yiming's most direct challenger, but on the other hand, he couldn't explain the process of his conviction to Yang Yiming directly.

So he once again made an excuse for the smart wearable device company - their marketing cooperation with Yang Yiming is real, but to analyze the player strength trends of the entire NBA, this startup company is obviously still a little worse.

Naturally, it was the son of Karonsky II, Scott Jr., who provided him with information.

On the last night of the All-Star Weekend in Los Angeles, the James team narrowly defeated the Curry team, the curtain of the entertainment show fell, and Yu Xiaochun and Scott Jr. reunited again in the VIP box on the second floor of Stamps:

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"Little Scott, is that you?"

Yu Xiaochun was sitting on the sofa, staring at the large glass in a daze. While meditating, the door to the box was slammed open, and the spotlight in the room turned on again.

He blocked the direction of the light source with his hand. After being in the dark for a while, and suddenly returning to the light, it will take some time for his eyes to get used to it. Coming in from outside the door was Scott Jr., who had a half-empty bottle of whiskey and a wine glass in his hand, stumbling as he walked, and almost fell to the ground after touching the door.

"Scott!" Yu Xiaochun hurriedly put on his glasses again, walked around the sofa and hugged the other party.

Scott Jr. wore a black Supreme hoodie today with the hat hanging over a mixed suit jacket. The lower jeans, the limited edition fluorescent green coconut is particularly eye-catching. Yu Xiaochun put his arm on his shoulder and endured the smoky smell of wine on his lips. Yu Xiaochun was half a head shorter than the other party, and little Scott, who found the fulcrum, stuck his head with a squeaky nest, and he could only stare at the pair of coconuts on his feet, and it took a lot of effort to settle him on the sofa.

"Why did you drink so much?"

"Basketball extravaganza, every friend comes to have a drink..."Yu Xiaochun wanted to snatch the whiskey and empty wine glass from Scott Jr., but he didn't expect the other party to be alive or dead, and pointed to the red wine glass used by Kalonsky II in the room just now and said, "You are also a friend." We've seen each other before, in my beach apartment... Come on, come on, you just make do with that wine glass, let's have a toast! ”

"Yes, it's me, my friend is Yang Yiming, the Chinese player. We also met in Las Vegas..."Yu Xiaochun carefully tried to evoke Scott's memory.

"Ah, yes, that's right! Ten Block Bonuses - That's a blast for the first successful collaboration! Little Scott was about to pour wine into his glass.

"I think the champion of the slam dunk contest is more worthy of celebration."

Yu Xiaochun's words obviously interrupted the rhythm of Little Scott's pouring wine.

"What do you say? You repeat! ”

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Scott Kalonsky III, the "little Scott" in front of him, who was not quite the same as his father and grandfather, was already halfway awake from his wine. The muzzle of his right hand grasped the bottleneck of the whisky, his ring finger and little finger clasped on the inner rim of the glass, and he trembled slightly from the sudden change.

Little Scott had his long hair balled at the back of his head today, but a strand of hair leaked out and floated on his face. He blew at the corner of his mouth, blowing the strand of hair away, glaring at Koharu from the corner of his eye.

"What did you just say? What do you mean? ”

"I..." Yu Xiaochun felt that he had said the wrong thing, and replied as calmly as he could, "I said the winner of the slam dunk contest, Donovan Mitchell..."

"What's wrong with him?"

"He... I guess I got some kind of 'All-Star Weekend dunk bonus' from you, you see the flat basket Tomahawk sliding dunk, and the Vince Carter trick... Hey, it's amazing, and you're the only one who has that ability. Yu Xiaochun pretended to be funny and dunked while observing Scott's reaction with his peripheral vision.

"Nope! You couldn't be more wrong! Scott Jr. put his left index finger against his lips, signaled to Koharu to shut up, and continued: "First of all, you and I were in Las Vegas, and when I promised you help, the first of the 'three chapters of the covenant', do you remember?" ”

"Of course..."

Little Scott shook his fingers and said, "That was just a question, a rhetorical device, don't you need to answer you?" In the first article of the third chapter of the covenant, you are only against me, and I am only against you, and there is a two-way secrecy between me and you. Just like doctors and patients, lawyers and clients, your information is completely safe with me. So by the same token, it's impossible for you to ask anyone from me about what kind of help they've got! ”

Yu Xiaochun nodded obediently, indicating that he understood.

Little Scott poured himself a glass of wine, and this time Yu Xiaochun didn't stop him, and continued: "But I can tell you bluntly that Donovan Mitchell is not my client, so I don't need to keep anything secret for him." His dunks have nothing to do with me! ”

Yu Xiaochun nodded first this time, then shook his head, and was about to open his mouth, but was immediately stopped by Scott Jr. with a gesture.

"I know what's on your mind. You certainly don't believe it. It's incredible, but it's definitely not my work. I can't believe you're going to come and question me in person..."Little Scott craned his neck and drank half a glass of whiskey, his drunken face turned even paler, "You think I drank so much on purpose?" Do you know how many player clients came to me after his dunk? What do I answer to them? 'No, I'm sorry, I can't provide that level of service'. Then I'll just wait to get out, so I'll just drink, call each other brothers, procrastinate tactics, and dance with long sleeves—the things I hate to do the most. But it can't be helped, until I figure it all out..."

"Then I understand..."Yu Xiaochun stepped forward and tried to put his hand on Scott's shoulder to comfort him, but the latter shook him off.

"No, you don't understand!"

"Huh?"

"You don't understand, because, you know, when he was done with the last button, even old Carter himself called me. Vince Carter! My first customer! I met Vince when I was nine years old! ”

Yu Xiaochun originally wanted to ask Scott Jr. why he didn't insist on the confidentiality agreement of the "Three Chapters of the Law" at this time, but the words didn't come out of his mouth.

"Of course, Vince didn't care about these things for a long time... Otherwise, I wouldn't have mentioned him in front of you. But old Carter was just unintentionally asking, do you know how much of an impact it had on me?! What is it like to feel that the achievements of your first customer have been so easily deprived of them? Others think it's a tribute, but what about it? Show off and taunt! ”

Little Scott put the cup with the residual wine on the coffee table, stood up and walked to the floor-to-ceiling glass, his eyes were much firmer: "So you don't have to ask me to verify at all, and you don't need to scrutinize." Donovan Mitchell... It definitely won't be me. How could I get him to take off on the shoulders of my first client? I don't know who's behind this yet, but I'll find out..."

He turned around, looked at Yu Xiaochun, who hadn't spoken for a long time, and sincerely cupped his face and said, "So my dear, if you know any clues, please tell me - I will repay you well!" ”