When he was used to doing palm press, Li Guanyu suddenly found that the tenacity of his whole body muscles was stronger than before, and he couldn't easily lower his waist and wrap his hands around his legs before touching the ground.

"That's right, Xue Mad said that the White Tiger increases muscle toughness and speed, no wonder I will digest the residual power in the muscles so quickly." Li Guanyu muttered. Then he played the Xingyi Quan routine, the bones of his body gurgled, and he shouted angrily against the sun, and a sense of power that he had never felt before filled his whole body - yesterday he had not fully controlled the power in his muscles.

When I was idle for breakfast, I turned on the TV, and Bill Simmons happened to appear on the screen.

"Damn, ESPN is more ruthless than TN/T, they actually made a live show?" Li Guanyu slapped his thigh, howled excitedly, and looked at it with a bad taste-

The beautiful reporter named Andrews held the microphone and pointed it at Bill Simmons, who looked embarrassed, and asked very seriously: "Excuse me, Mr. Simmons, are you feeling stressed right now?" ”

After hearing this, Bill Simmons swallowed the Adam's apple fiercely, and his somewhat dry lips rolled twice: "I don't feel much pressure!" ”

"Do you regret that bet you made?" Andrews continued.

"No regrets!" Bill Simmons hesitated for a moment and shook his head firmly, at this time the high-definition picture could already see the beads of sweat the size of soybeans on his head.

At this point, a voiceover sounded on the TV -- FedEx was about three minutes away.

After hearing this, Andrews hurriedly straightened out his professional suit, turned to the camera and said seriously: "Okay, audience friends, the exciting moment is coming." Did Mr. Bill Simmons eat it? Will he have any adverse reactions? Stay tuned after the ad. ”

Shit! Li Guanyu shook his hand fiercely, and he felt disgusted at this kind of behavior of inserting advertisements at critical moments.

Bang bang bang!

Li Guanyu's door was knocked heavily a few times, and he quickly got up and ran to open the door, and when he opened the door, Michael Beasley, who was full of excitement, was standing outside the door.

"Hey, Yanagi Crazy, are you watching TV? What about Bill Simmons' big mouth getting ready to eat the New York Times? ”

"Watching!" Li Guanyu smiled and called Michael Beasley in.

The two sat on the chair and chatted a few words, and the scene had cut back to the scene, when a man in FedEx overalls walked up to Bill Simmons, who was trembling, stretched out his hand and shook it, and said, "It's a pleasure to serve you!" ”

"Uh... Thank you! Bill Simmons, who was already earthy, managed to squeeze a word out of his mouth and sign his name on the courier with his trembling right hand.

At this time, the staff hurriedly ran over and opened the package very carefully, took out the folded New York Times from it, and put it on a dinner plate. At this time, Andrews walked over with the microphone in his hand again and asked cautiously, "Mr. Simmons, are you really sure you want to eat?" ”

"............" Bill Simmons was silent for a long time, hesitated for about five minutes, and finally nodded stubbornly: "Eat!" ”

"Okay, don't worry, don't have any psychological burden. In the event of an accident, we will immediately dial 911 or send you directly to the hospital for gastric lavage and intestinal aspiration. Andrews reassured.

When Li Guanyu saw this scene, he couldn't help laughing-this is called self-inflicted sin and can't live!

On TV, Bill Simmons' hands rubbed over the newspaper for nearly ten minutes, and finally made up his mind to pick it up, and before he opened his mouth to bite down, he only heard him roar: "Byron Davis, you have disappointed me, I hate you!" ”

After yelling, he closed his eyes and bit down heavily, chewing twice, and suddenly Bill Simmons froze. Just when Li Guanyu thought he would spit it out, he swallowed it stiffly, and then smiled at the camera as if he had survived the catastrophe, and said, "This is printed on candy paper?" ”

At this time, the picture on the TV quickly cut out, and a white man in a suit and leather shoes sat in the boss's chair and said with an elegant face: "Well, yes." The New York Times that we provided to Mr. Bill Simmons was indeed made of candy wrappers, and we didn't want to see any cups happen, so ......"

Before this guy finished speaking, Li Guanyu turned off the TV. He finally understood that this turmoil was purely an advertisement for the New York Times -- he had gained popularity and was a bad person.

"How can this guy be so shameless?" Michael Beasley sticks out his middle finger directly at the man in a suit and leather shoes on TV, and vows that he will only watch playboys and not the New York Times for the rest of his life.

"It's a pity that he's shameless to this point." Li Guanyu nodded calmly. Then he took Michael Beasley to practice Xingyi Boxing, and he didn't have that much heart to continue to enjoy this farce directed and acted by Bill Simmons.

At the same time, the immortal Bill Simmons once again made a big fuss - after eating the New York Times made of candy wrapper, without even wiping his mouth, Mr. Bill Simmons 'scolded' at the camera, sweeping away the previous cramped and trembling.

"Lee is actually a real brush, and he can't get a foothold in the NBA at all, even if he has two beautiful stats this year. Yes, it's just stats, in the face of strong physical confrontation, he is very easy to be blown into slag, because he has no body, there is no defense without body, and he becomes a black hole without defense. And his offense will also suffer greatly, in fact he only has a shot threat, and he has never even been in a reasonable collision zone. I'm sure he'll be beaten up by Derek Fisher, Shannon Brown and Jordan Farmar tonight. He doesn't have the stamina to go back-to-back at all, and if he can get 20+10 tonight, I'd rather eat the New York Times again. ”

"Is it still made of candy wrapper?" Andrews couldn't help but spit out a little.

"Well, The New York Times has become a black humor to me. If Lee can get 20 points and 10 assists or more in tonight's game, I'm willing to tattoo a word on my hand – liar. "Bill Simmons has made a big splash this time.

Impulsiveness is the devil!

(ps: In order for everyone to directly feel the thrill of upgrading, I still decided to list the surnames of the protagonist's various bodies in a table - name: Li Guanyu.) Strength: 43, not increased before 22. Speed: 32, not increased by 22. Dexterity: 33, not increased by 21. Bounce 38. Explosiveness: 24. This data is not calculated based on a position of point guard, for example, Byron Davis's strength value is 85, and Li Guanyu is about half of him, which is 43. Note that there will be no data throughout this book, and it will only be posted in the chapter after the upgrade is completed, so that everyone knows the increase, otherwise it is difficult to have a specific impression by imagination. ）