James was whistled for a technical foul.

The coaches of both sides tacitly replaced the two to control their emotions.

Yu Fei thinks that he is in a good mood and does not need to be adjusted.

But Karl was far more experienced than he was.

"The referee has an opinion about you."

Karl, who has been in the league for many years, could see the strangeness of the referees at a glance, and they didn't want anything embarrassing in the game they blew off, but Yu Fei almost caused a fight between superstars.

The referee could allow Yu Fei to go wild, but it was too much to force James to almost start a fight.

"Do they have an opinion?" Yu Fei said disapprehantly, "I haven't made a force yet." ”

Carl persuaded: "It's better to save some effort, you and LeBron still have a long life." ”

Yu Fei looked at Carl strangely, why did a good sentence come out of his mouth, as if Yu Zhan was a divorced couple?

Carl was right, though.

Yu Fei is not yet 25 years old, James is not yet 23 years old, they will compete for many years, and this feud will continue to spread.

It's just that from the audience's point of view, Yu Zhan's grievances have reached their limit, and they can't imagine how this relationship, which has completely deteriorated, could develop worse.

"Well, I just want to see how Kevin will do against that mad dog."

Yu Fei sat down.

Although the supersonic replaced Yu Fei, it was not as significantly affected as the Cavaliers.

Because James is everything to the Cavaliers, and Yu Fei did not cover the entire supersonic team with his big core influence in Milwaukee.

To his teammates, Yu Fei is no different from other wing cores, not so sticky, absolutely reliable in attack, able to create opportunities for others, and brave in defence.

Supersonic fans rightly believe that this is the secret of Yu Fei's four championships in the past five years.

However, only the old man of the Bucks knows how much Yu Fei has changed.

Although this allowed Yu Fei to stay away from the mythical average of three doubles per game, it also allowed him to integrate into the supersonic system without going through any painful periods.

Even in his absence, supersonic can still operate effectively.

Because Roy is still there.

Larry Hughes continued his self-defeating defense, and Roy laughed at the flaws he sent and appropriately increased his individual offense.

At the same time, Roy is not a selfish ball carrier.

In fact, he's so altruistic that Carl wants him to increase the weight of his individual offense.

Roy quickly learned how to pass the ball to Kwame Brown, absorbing the small-ball ideas that Yu Fei and Carl brought from Milwaukee like a sponge, and playing 1-4 pick-and-rolls with Rashad Lewis like a small-ball veteran.

He's playing too old to look like a sophomore at all.

However, considering that he played in college for four years, in terms of age, he is the same age as Yu Fei, so Carl is not surprised by this.

People like Brandon Roy just prove how right it was for NBA lottery picks to always stay in college for 3-4 years.

Roy was happy because Hughes was fooling around.

Brown was happy because Roy fed the bread deliciously.

Lewis was happy because he was at home under George Carr's system.

Even fourth-year wing Josh Childres, who replaced Yu Fei, was happy, and although he didn't get the chance to attack and the defensive effort didn't show the stats, he felt that getting himself off the bench showed the coaching staff's approval of him.

Why is it not James Posey who replaces Big Fly, not Channing Frye, but him? First of all, they are all No. 4 positions in the Karl system, and Childis believes that this is first and foremost because of his talent, and he is the only one on the team who can replace him when he goes down.

However, happiness does not belong to everyone.

Durant wasn't happy.

Because he was closely guarded by Ron Artest.

Artest, as a former DPOY, naturally saw at a glance what Durant's thin figure meant.

Without strength, it can't withstand the rush, and it can't adapt to a lot of confrontation.

Artest used a close-quarters defense beyond Durant's imagination, with a lot of pressure, confrontation, and frequent physical contact.

Durant can conclude that half of Artest's actions are fouls.

As long as the referee is not blind, he should blow the whistle and punish this thug severely.

Unfortunately, the rookie did not have preferential treatment in front of the referee.

Perhaps in the eyes of the referees, using Artest's defense to teach Durant is exactly what they want to see.

Yu Fei sat on the sidelines and watched carefully.

When Artest elbowed Durant, a clear flash of anger could be seen on his face.

For such non-basketball actions, even the referee has to pretend to blow Artest for a defensive foul.

However, this action can be a technical foul for someone else.

Durant's anger flashed quickly from his face, and it may have been just a blink of an eye, and he forcibly suppressed that negative emotion.

It's as if nothing happened.

This is the image that Durant has shown to the world since his debut - a gentle and kind basketball player.

Everyone who has played with Durant says he is the Gandhi of Seattle, but Gandhi will not compete with the same fighting spirit as Durant.

Can competitive competition and kindness and friendliness really be present in the same person?

Durant can endure it, but for how long?

Artest's face-to-face big defense is not something everyone can endure.

The happiness of his teammates, Durant can't feel it, the only thing he can feel is malice from Artest.

"You're overrated!"

"First in line? Is this the strength of the first pick? I doubt you can't pick up a woman and drive the train! ”

And Durant just repeatedly reminded the referee, "Sir, he fouled!" ”

Artest's arrogance was heightened by the referee's connivance, and he slammed Durant out of the way, causing him to miss Roy's pass.

The shot fell out of bounds, leaving Durant's teammates puzzled.

They don't know what's going on here.

"Cry!" Artest scoffed, "Call your Frydaddy, he's my real opponent!" ”

An unquenchable flame of anger is burning in Durant's heart.

He remembered Fry's usual teachings, the stern face, the endless trash talk, the defenseless heads-up.

Frye asks him why he refuses to take a life-and-death attitude.

Durant's answer was: We are teammates.

Now, he's up against an opponent who feels weak and bullied, and the defense is working.

The Cavaliers took advantage of Durant's missed pass error to complete a positional battle.

Subsequently, Durant asked Roy for the ball as soon as he arrived in the frontcourt.

Roy gave, then commanded his teammates to pull away, and reminded Durant: "Don't just think about singles, you can call pick-and-roll!" ”

At this moment, Durant didn't listen to any advice, his center of gravity was lowered, and in front of Artest, he made a big change of direction in his crotch with Yu Fei's flavor, and his hand and foot coordination was enough to successfully complete this action, and Artest's defense was also shaken off at that moment.

However, Artest forcibly wrapped his hands around Durant's body.

It was definitely a foul, but the referee didn't do anything, making Durant's offense nearly fail, and he forced a missed shot after being annoyed.

Fortunately, the elusive Childis grabbed the offensive rebound and completed the rebound.

I thought this round was over here, but Durant waved his hand and roared at the referee with a hateful face: "If you don't fucking see him fouling me, gouge out your fucking eyes and donate them to someone who can use it!" ”

"Beep!"

Durant used his strength to earn a T for himself.

Unexpectedly, when he saw the referee giving him T, he was endless: "I didn't expect that my eyes were blind, but my ears were very weak, you can hear it, right?" FUCK YOU！！！ ”

The second T landed at the speed of light, and Durant was ejected from the game.

It is impossible for competitiveness and kindness to coexist.

Yu Fei has always believed this, but before seeing Durant go berserk with his own eyes, he can't rule out the speculation that "the original Durant may have been a good person".

But now, everything is clear.

No matter how Nike markets it, no matter how Durant disguises, no matter how much he gets into the play, as long as he can be broken by someone like Artest, then this scene will not be sung for long.

Durant was about to leave the court, and Yu Fei came to the sidelines, ready to hand over to him.

Yu Fei waved his hand, and Durant high-fived in frustration.

But Yu Fei grabbed Durant's wrist and said, "From today onwards, don't let me see you carrying a middle school student's schoolbag and pretending to be an innocent boy." ”

Durant blinked, his pure eyes revealing puzzlement.

"I can't accept a guy who says F-YOU to the referee pretending to be pure, you know?" Yu Fei said, "This should be the first time you have been sent off, I should say a few words to congratulate you." But I want to come and go, and there's nothing to congratulate, it's so nice to see you in your truest form, Kevin, and welcome to the adult world. ”

The world of adults? No, Durant still wants to go back to school and be his bag boy.

But he knew there were things that there was no going back.

When Durant walked down the aisle, Yu Fei's personal reporter Jack McCallum ran over and asked, "Kevin, can you tell me what you just said to the referee?" ”

"I said it was a bad penalty." Unwilling to grow up, Adu tries to cover up the truth.

McCallum smiled and said nothing, and while he didn't know exactly what Durant was talking about, he saw the "F-YOU" lip shape just like everyone else on the floor.

But it's not a sad thing, and it may be bad for Durant to happen, but it's a great thing for those who worry that he's going to lose on the court because he's got too good a character.

Their little Kevin grew up.

(End of chapter)