novelhk Chapter 330 Make way, everyone make way! The Chinese tour group has arrived.
Chapter 330 Make way, everyone make way! The Chinese tour group has arrived.
"Come on, everyone, come over here. Squeeze in, find your seats, and take your places. Did you bring anything I mentioned earlier: paper and pens, camera, jerseys, postcards, trading cards, basketball, sneakers, or anything else?"
"Didn't bring any? None of you brought any? You all, I gave you a chance and you still failed! Luckily, I brought some! And I brought everything perfectly, so don't say I'm mean to you or don't take care of you!"
At the Olympic Games' over 91kg semi-final, about 25 strong men, both Black and White, with an average height of nearly or even over 2 meters, sat quietly waiting for the competition to begin.
Suddenly, a group of more than ten burly Asian men, whose average height was close to or even exceeded 2 meters, surged into their midst. Although most of these later Asian men could not compare with the first group in terms of physique and strength, except for their height, they were certainly tall enough!
However, for a moment, both the Black and White teams looked troubled. How to describe their expressions?
It was as if someone filled a large pot with urine in front of them, then boiled it with excrement and rotten, foul-smelling wood, and then poured in 10 cans of herring, stinky tofu, expired durian, and 300 dead cockroaches.
That was fantastic!
The yellow group that arrived later, although their expressions weren't as interesting, all 11 of them unconsciously stepped back and kept their distance from the guy at the front who was waving a small red flag, carrying a large backpack, and directing his men to sit down.
Disdain, very obvious disdain, was evident on the faces of this group of people.
"Brother Lin, how about we find another spot? Isn't it a bit awkward to sit here..." Dazhi scratched his head, looking at Lin Tian with great embarrassment.
"Why change? This is the best spot! I specifically asked them to save these seats for us!" The person holding the little red flag, Lin Tian, said with an incredulous expression, "They'll be disappointed if you leave."
"Bullshit! Satan's farts smell 100 times better than yours!" The first to lose his temper was Bird, who was closest to Lin Tian: "When did you ask us to save you a seat? We just wanted to sit somewhere comfortable and watch you get beaten up."
"Why the hell did you call so many people here?"
"Let's join in the fun! Besides, I'm sure they're just like you guys, wanting to see me get beaten up!" Lin Tian said shamelessly. "It's just that you won't be able to see it! Hurry up and sit down, what are you all standing there for?"
Seeing that the group still wasn't moving, Lin Tian became completely impatient and started pulling people along: "Come on, Yao Ming, sit here, sit next to Michael. His team is terrible, they'll probably get a top-three pick next year."
"Give him a good talking-to about yourself. Didn't you say you're going to be in the draft next year?"
"Hey, sit here, sit next to this skinny black guy. You two are both technical players. He's only slightly better than you on defense. See if you can learn something from him. And you there, Lao Hu, come here and sit next to Kobe. You're the Asian Jordan, and this kid is the Los Angeles Jordan."
"In terms of geographical scope, you're better than him!"
"Where's Lao Liu? Come here, sit next to this fatso. Not the tall fatso, but the short fatso! You two are similar in build, have a good chat and see if there's anything you can talk about in terms of techniques."
"Hey bus, come sit here on the bus, next to this tall, fat guy. Remember his face. If you ever get into the NBA, don't worry about anything else, just chase after this fat guy and beat him up as much as you can. He'll find a job!"
"Where is everyone else? Aren't you going to sit down? Do I have to serve everyone one by one?"
Seeing Lin Tian's utterly shameless behavior, the rest of the Chinese team, no matter how embarrassed they were, had no choice but to line up and take their seats.
Of course, since they were already there, Lin Tian wasn't embarrassed at all. He even took the initiative to do the most shameless part himself. The guys couldn't fight back, so they all sat down. What else could they do?
When in Rome, do as the Romans do; when in Rome, do as the host does!
The first to open Pandora's box was Li Nan, who usually seemed quite shy. This guy, nicknamed Little Li Flying Dagger, who always had a cold face and looked like a professional assassin, secretly pulled out a pen from somewhere.
"Hello, Rui Gei, I'm a fan of yours, can I get your autograph?"
He spoke in Chinese. Miller couldn't understand a word except for the initial "hello" and "regei" which was pronounced with a strong Indiana suburb accent. But the guy had been playing in the NBA for over ten years, and the pen was practically handed to his face. How could he not know what it meant?
Sign it!
"For my good buddy..." Miller wrote halfway through on Li Nan's T-shirt, then looked up and asked, "Does Watts have inside information?"
"Li!" Li Nan's English wasn't great, but he heard the sentence clearly and immediately answered. Miller then continued signing.
Look at this! These are true brothers! True buddies!
With a simple gesture, he can write a personal signature! It even includes a postscript and a congratulatory message!
Pay attention!
"I told you Reggie was my best friend in the NBA!" Lin Tian said with a smile, "He's definitely a true friend!"
Ok?
Lin Tian's words caused several people present to frown.
He's your best friend, so who am I?
A signature and a note make him the best buddy? Are you kidding me?
Bullshit! I'll show you what real loyalty is!
"Do you want an autograph?" Barkley asked Liu Yudong beside him, clearly ready to write a long essay about Liu Yudong.
Unfortunately, Liu Yudong didn't understand and looked confused, showing no intention of taking out a pen from his pocket.
But Lin Tian is sensible! He understood and immediately took out a pen and gave it to Liu Yudong: "Charles knows you, remembers you, and wants your autograph."
"Really?" Liu Yudong's eyes widened as he looked at Barkley, who was smiling broadly and showing off his goodwill. After hesitating for a moment, he took it seriously!
He picked up a pen and started scribbling on Barkley's clothes!
"Huh? What? What? What's going on?" Barkley was confused and didn't understand how the situation had suddenly reversed so much, and now someone else was signing autographs for him.
Fortunately, he was fat and round enough that his clothes clung tightly to his body without a single wrinkle, so even without him moving his body, Liu Yudong signed his name very smoothly, completing the signature in a few strokes.
That's why we say the God of War is the leader, the core, and everyone's elder brother.
After signing, perhaps feeling embarrassed, he handed the pen to Barkley and said, "Buy insider information from Zi Liu!"
Look! That's talent!
Lin Tian almost wanted to applaud Liu Yudong!
Exchanging jerseys? No. Trading autographs? No!
Anyway, it's all about giving and receiving! The main point is to teach these foreigners a lesson and show them what it means to reciprocate!
Jordan remained seated with his usual nonchalant air, but his arm had unconsciously become very affectionately wrapped around Li Xiaoyong, who was sitting next to him: "What position do you play? We can practice together sometime."
Li Xiaoyong immediately looked to Dazhi for help. After Dazhi translated for him, Li Xiaoyong was completely dumbfounded.
Is this for real? Michael Jordan invited me to train with him? I'm dreaming!
"Xiaoyong, what's with that look on your face? There's nothing to be excited about training with him." Lin Tian immediately expressed his dissatisfaction. He needed to give his guys a little nudge and remind them of something.
"You train with me, an MVP and top star in the same position, every day. Why do you care about him, a shooting guard? What can he teach you? Can he pass or drive? Apart from his barely passable mid-range shot, what the hell is there for you to learn from him?"
Well, this part still needs a rough translation because Lin Tian deliberately spoke it in English.
Jordan scoffed, "Lin, you can't stop your guy from getting better. Nobody wants to not train with me, after all, I'm Mike..."
"Even if you're Michael Jackson, it won't matter. I don't like training with you. I've had enough of you." Lin Tian quickly gave Jordan the middle finger, then stopped looking at him and moved quickly, magically producing a camera.
"Come on, Liu, and Charles, look here, cheese!"
"Click!"
With a crisp sound, Lin Tian left behind a timeless classic.
Liu Yudong and Barkley, wearing clothes covered with each other's blessings, smiled broadly and took a photo together!
In the next few minutes, Lin Tian demonstrated the strategic vision and quick reflexes expected of a point guard, acting as a translator for people throughout the court, facilitating rapid progress in the relationship between the two sides, helping people get autographs, take photos, and even arranging a training session.
Bird, Miller, Jordan, and Barkley all boarded Lin Tian's ship, lured into his trap by his so-called "This is my best friend in the NBA".
For some inexplicable reason, he agreed to Lin Tian's request to train with the Chinese team once in a few days to see if he could help the Chinese team's players improve.
If Tomjanovich weren't here right now, he would have torn Lin Tian to shreds, crushed him, put him back together, hammered him a few times, and then thrown him into a pot of boiling oil.
It’s tolerable, it’s unbearable!
These damn people not only won't help me play in the games, but they're also training your Chinese team?
A complete traitor! A collaborator with the US! A national sellout! Shameless! A traitor to the country!
"These are all my brothers! My best buddies!" Lin Tian's little red flag continued to wave freely, his smile growing wider. "You guys, don't you dare bully them!"
After saying that, Lin Tian felt that he had done most of his work for the day, and now it was up to everyone to do their own thing.
Anyway, there are still the two translators, Dazhi and Yao Ming, so even if I'm not there, a fight won't break out!
Then, Lin Tian noticed something was wrong.
Apart from the clothes they were wearing and the sneakers they were wearing, no one else brought anything else!
Monotonous! So monotonous!
And so, Lin Tian, always eager to help others, gave himself up for the last time!
He opened the enormous backpack that he had been carrying all along, which was almost half his height.
Then he took out a stack of clothes, all of them NBA team jerseys, including the jerseys of the people present!
Lin Tian even managed to get his hands on a Wizards jersey with the number 23 on it.
In addition to this stack of jerseys, which numbered in the dozens, Lin Tian also took out five pairs of football shoes and more than ten jerseys from the Chinese national team.
"Sign up! Sign up, don't be shy, don't slack off. Yao Ming and Da Zhi, you two keep an eye on me! And hey, Yao Ming, open your bag too! I asked you to carry it for me, and we're already here, why aren't you opening it?"
"Are these also filled with jerseys and shoes?" Yao Ming felt his hands, which had been gripping the backpack, tremble slightly.
What have I done?
Why did I agree to help Lin Tian carry my bag?
Why did I think that such a big bag contained the boxing gloves, boxing pants, and other equipment that Lin Tian would need for his boxing match later?
"What are you thinking about? Where did all these jerseys and sneakers come from?" Lin Tian was very dissatisfied with his big brother. Wasn't this older brother supposed to have super high EQ, be good at handling things and chatting, and be very likable?
Why are you acting so silly right now?
Yao Ming: It's not that I'm stupid, it's that I think there should still be such a thing as shame in the world!
However, Yao Ming breathed a sigh of relief after hearing that it wasn't something as shameful as sneakers or jerseys.
My older brother is quite particular; he wouldn't let his younger brother be too embarrassed!
Then, Yao Ming opened his backpack.
Then he realized he was too young, and maybe the NBA wasn't right for him. He thought he should train in the CBA for another 3 years!
Why not go to the talent show in 03? It's too early now.
Because Yao Ming first took out more than ten pens from his backpack, and then he saw the layers upon layers of flat, completely uninflated basketballs!
And an air pump.
"Sign them all, Yao! This job is yours, don't let me down." Lin Tian said matter-of-factly, "You decide whether it's easier to sign with the paper blank or by inflating the paper. You decide the details!"
"Anyway, I want all 20 basketballs to be signed by every single player, the kind where the whole team signs them, you know what I mean? It's yours now. If anyone doesn't sign, you tell me, and when the NBA season starts next year, I'll deal with them!"
At this moment, everyone present was completely stunned.
The words of Zhuge Liang, the Marquis of Wuxiang, a great Chinese figure from 1800 years ago, a great statesman, military strategist, writer, inventor, diplomat, and calligrapher whom countless people regard as a source of spiritual sustenance and an idol, simultaneously surfaced in everyone's minds.
"I have never seen such a shameless person!"
At this moment, swear words know no borders!
All the generation gaps, communication barriers, language barriers, and awkwardness disappeared. The 40 or so people here gave Lin Tian about 30 middle fingers.
The remaining dozen or so people, well, they were all honest kids, still signing their names with their heads down.
After leaving behind a lot of work, Lin Tian patted Yao Ming, who was there cheering on the basketball with lots of "heave-ho," and then turned and left.
It's about time to go participate in the competition.
Then, after taking only two steps, Lin Tian turned back and went straight to the corner of the circle of players, where Tyson, who hadn't said a word but was enthusiastically filming with a DV camera, was sitting.
"Mike, sign one for me, I can sell it later." Lin Tian took out a pair of ginger-yellow boxing gloves and handed them to Tyson.
The main goal is to ensure that everyone receives equal treatment!
"I really want to punch you right now!" Tyson's expression at this moment was absolutely priceless.
The gossip has backfired on me.
He truly hadn't expected that Lin Tian wouldn't even spare him!
Unfortunately, Tyson didn't understand Lin Tian well enough; he underestimated Lin Tian's shamelessness.
If he knew Lin Tian, he would have left immediately after signing the document.
But he didn't.
So when the match ended and Lin Tian, along with more than ten members of the Chinese boxing team, almost all wearing gloves or shorts, lined up to ask Tyson for autographs, Tyson couldn't blame anyone.
Lin Tian gave him a chance.
He wasn't sure.
Of course, this happened a few minutes later. Lin Tian was already walking towards the contestant entrance.
The semifinals are about to begin!
His opponent tonight was a white giant he neither knew nor had ever heard of, with a full beard and thick muscles, who looked like the most powerful fighter in the villain's camp during the final battle of an action movie.
Lin Tian didn't remember the guy's name, but he did remember that this guy was from Italy.
Where is Italy from?
Was it Milan or Napoli?
Never mind, it's not important!
After all, this guy is indeed quite skilled and plays very well. His agile footwork, steady defense, calm mentality, and opportunistic attacks make him second only to Riddick Bowe among all the opponents Lin Tian has ever encountered!
But that's how it is.
Riddick Bowe was knocked out by Lin Tian. All this guy could do was hold on until the second round before Lin Tian knocked him out with a serious right punch after a left-right jump.
Clean, concise, simple, and direct.
Compared to the previous matches, Lin Tian only sweated a little more.
With the talent of a top professional boxer and the unique characteristics of top practitioners in various sports, Lin Tian could easily dominate the boxing world and become the new king of boxing, let alone compete in amateur competitions like the Olympics. Even if he were to debut as a professional boxer, he would almost certainly be able to sweep the boxing world and become the new king of boxing.
Overwhelming talent!
Absolutely crushing!
After easily finishing the semi-final and successfully advancing to the final, Lin Tian casually greeted Li Qingsheng and Wang Guojun, and then led almost the entire Chinese boxing team of athletes, staff, and coaching personnel to the audience seats.
"Come on, that's Tyson! Surround him and ask for his autograph and a photo!"
Lin Tian pointed his hand, and a group of Chinese boxers charged towards Tyson, startling him so much that he almost jumped out of the stands and ran away.
He thought it was an old enemy suddenly coming to take revenge!
Fortunately, he realized in time that the leader was Lin Tian and that the group following behind each had a pair of boxing gloves. This allowed him to suppress his survival instincts and avoid making a fool of himself by running away on the spot.
Tyson maintained his suave image, but failed to maintain his happy mood.
Even after Lin Tian and his team finished the game and returned to the stands, Jordan and his group were still there signing autographs!
The main reason why the signing process was so slow and complicated was Lin Tian.
This guy only brought one air pump; it'll exhaust Yao Ming. He has to pump the air out of each ball one by one to inflate it.
Anyway, Jordan couldn't stand it anymore and got a little impatient. Why was this big oaf cheering so slowly?
So he grabbed the air pump and pumped up the basketball himself!
The group was so busy signing autographs and taking photos to complete the tasks Lin Tian had given them that they basically didn't have time to watch the competition! They didn't even notice that Lin Tian had already finished the competition.
Tyson was also annoyed that he didn't see such disappointed, disappointed, regretful, shocked, and unhappy expressions on the faces of this group of people!
But no matter how unhappy he was, even Tyson, who was once called the "King of One-on-One Fighting Among 60 Billion Humans" and the "Strongest Fighter on Earth," would not choose to lose his temper when surrounded by more than a dozen burly professional boxers.
With a smile on his face, he signed his name with ease, appearing completely calm and patient.
The question means that you have matured and grown up, and are no longer the impetuous young man who would fight on a whim.
Regardless of what Tyson is thinking right now, after tonight, China will have another legend about Tyson!
"Who says Tyson is a low-class villain? He's a really nice guy! Approachable, patient, always smiling. Even when surrounded by a dozen or so fierce-looking, muscular men, he signed autographs one after another without showing the slightest impatience!"
As for Lin Tian, he frowned and walked over to Jordan, saying, "Why did you have to inflate it to the maximum? Just pump it up a few times, make sure it's in shape enough for them to sign, isn't that enough?"
Jordan was stunned!
I was completely stunned!
Why didn't you say so sooner?
If he had said so earlier, would he have just finished inflating the ball and then bounced it in place to test its bounce?
There were even two shots where Jordan played a bit too aggressively and got a bit too full of air, so he deliberately let some air out.
Lin Tian's words made Jordan feel like an idiot.
"Michael Jordan's emotions have fluctuated, resulting in a loss of 500 experience points!"
comfortable!
Lin Tian felt extremely comfortable!
Lin Tian had lost count of how many times Jordan and the American team had gained experience points today.
All he could remember was that his total experience points skyrocketed! As long as he encountered these few people, his experience points kept increasing!
What is a deep revolutionary friendship? What is an unbreakable brotherhood? What is a true brother and a buddy you can be friends with for life? And what is a true comrade-in-arms to whom you can entrust your back on the battlefield?
That's it!
Lin Tian has already arrived in Sydney, far away from the United States, yet Jordan still managed to bring a bunch of people across the ocean to give him experience points! And when he did, his experience points skyrocketed, increasing like crazy!
In just these few days and these few matches, Lin Tian's experience points have skyrocketed by several thousand, and he's about to break 3!
What kind of sentiment, what kind of selfless dedication, could make these guys travel across the ocean to contribute to the Chinese team's championship and gold medal?
The only thing Lin Tian could do in response to the behavior of these star players was to not disappoint them, not let them leave empty-handed, and to make them feel at home and that their trip was worthwhile!
Let's fleece everyone! Keep fleecing! Fleece them as much as possible!
Turn these eagles soaring in the sky into vultures!
Lin Tian's shamelessness never disappoints!
By the time the second semi-final match following Lin Tian's game was almost over, the American team had finally finished signing the huge bag of basketballs, shoes, and other items that Lin Tian had magically produced.
Then?
Then Lin Tian took out a huge net from his bag and put the basketballs into it one by one.
"I'll send them back to New York in a bit. The talent show is almost over, so these basketballs can be considered gifts for the outstanding trainees." Lin Tian muttered to himself, then suddenly looked up at Jordan and the others in front of him and said, "How about you record a video message for me to cheer on the young guys?"
"Get lost! Have you no shame!" Jordan cursed angrily, then glared at Lin Tian and said, "When are you going to go up there and get beaten up?"
"If you're talking about the boxing match, then we'll have to wait until the finals. I already won the semifinals," Lin Tian shrugged. "The finals are the day before the basketball finals, you guys haven't forgotten, have you? Remember to come then."
"Is it over?" It wasn't just Jordan who was stunned; the other guys who came to watch Lin Tian get beaten up were also dumbfounded.
So what are we here for today? To hold an offline autograph and handshake event and interact with the fans?
"Let's go, see you next time." Lin Tian handed the basketball, which contained more than ten fully inflated balls, to Yao Ming: "Carry it on your back, I can't carry it, I'll give you two later."
"Brother, I can carry you, but can we not do this next time? It's a bit embarrassing." Yao Ming looked embarrassed and said, "I really can't."
"How's it going between you and that Ye Zi from the women's basketball team? Have you kissed?" Lin Tian didn't answer Yao Ming's question and directly changed the subject.
"No, no, oh dear, we're just ordinary friends! There aren't any yet, oh dear, so many people here!" Young Yao Ming's skin was clearly not yet thick enough, and he blushed bright red instantly, causing the group of old Chinese hooligans around him to burst into laughter.
"So you didn't kiss her?" Lin Tian shook his head and said, "If you don't put in more effort, you'll never kiss her in your life. You're not planning to be her best man at her wedding, are you?"
"Brother Lin, these things should be done step by step!"
"What do you mean by 'gradual'?" Lin Tian said. "If you use your methods, you won't be able to win over that girl in eight years."
"So what should I do?" Seeing that Lin Tian seemed genuinely prepared to give him advice, Da Yao, ignoring the dozen or so old hooligans listening intently, immediately asked, "Brother Lin, could you share your experience? How do you pursue girls?"
After all, they are all young men around 20 years old, full of vigor and vitality. Who wouldn't want to kiss on the cheek and hold hands?
"Me? My method isn't really suitable for you." Lin Tian shook his head and said, "I just ask directly: 'Miss, I like you, let's develop a relationship.' When I say it, my eyes should be firm, my smile should be gentle, my movements should be graceful, and my posture should be upright."
"That's it?" Yao looked at Lin Tian, a little unsure.
"Isn't that enough?"
Yao Ming glanced at Lin Tian's face, physique, and smug look again, and finally sighed, saying from the bottom of her heart, "That's enough."
"That's it!" Lin Tian spread his hands and said, "If you can't use my tricks, you'll have to be tough on yourself! Otherwise, if your relationship doesn't improve in a year, two years, or three years, aren't you afraid she'll run off with someone else?"
"I'm scared!" Yao Ming finally admitted.
"If you're afraid, then you have to take the initiative!" Lin Tian clapped his hands and said, "Let me tell you what you should do!"
"I heard your daughter suffered a serious injury and is out for the rest of the season, right? You must be worried about the medical environment and standards in China, right? Girls like this are most vulnerable and need the most care at times like this!"
"You should find a way to send her to the United States to receive the most advanced treatment in the world right now. I'll get you contacted by the medical team, and I can also help you arrange her accommodation and daily life."
"But Ye Zi's salary isn't that high."
"Isn't yours tall enough? If not, I can lend it to you!" Lin Tian rolled his eyes, giving her a "you want me to teach you this?" look. "You're spending money and effort to help her recover, wouldn't she be so grateful that she'd immediately want to repay you with her body?"
"But she's never been abroad, and her English isn't good."
"You have connections in America! Here's what we'll do: send her to Indiana, and I'll find someone to take care of her." Lin Tian looked at Yao Ming with a disappointed expression and said, "With me watching over her, you can rest assured, right?"
"Don't worry! Thanks, Brother Lin!" Yao Ming, being a man of action, immediately made up his mind upon hearing that Lin Tianquan could handle everything. He nodded and said, "After the Olympics, I'll discuss this with Ye Zi! And then?"
"And then? You're still asking 'and then'? Of course, the next thing is to hug her and kiss her! What else would you do?"
"When you have some free time these days, watch some idol dramas, especially those from South Korea, and learn how the domineering CEOs in them talk."
Next, as the Chinese team players walked back to their accommodation, Lin Tian gave Yao Ming some advice, telling him some details about how to pick up girls.
In other words, being bold, meticulous, and thick-skinned.
Judging from Yao Ming's expression, he was clearly very enlightened! During the ten-minute journey, Yao Ming absorbed countless pieces of knowledge, occasionally exclaiming things like "Wow, this works?", "Really?", "Is that possible?", "No way?", "No, no, I dare not", and "Hiss, scary".
He was truly stunned by Lin Tian. It wasn't until the group returned to their lodgings and went back to their rooms that Da Zhi, who had been eavesdropping, finally couldn't resist asking, while Lin Tian was packing his things, "Aren't you worried about Ye Zi going to Indiana?"
"That's a foreign land, and with Brother Lin's charm and looks..."
"I have confidence in Ye Zi," Yao Ming said firmly. "Besides, Brother Lin doesn't think much of Ye Zi."
"I trust Brother Lin's judgment!"
In the following days, the Chinese team played two matches. They easily defeated Russia in the quarterfinals, achieving the best result in the history of the Chinese national team in a world competition!
This is also the first time an Asian team has reached the semifinals in a top-level basketball tournament like the Olympics or the World Championships!
Making history!
Such a historic moment is absolutely worth celebrating, no matter when or what era it is!
Given the division of the Chinese team and their current form, their historic journey is clearly not going to stop here!
In the next men's basketball semifinal, the Chinese men's basketball team faced the French team, which they had previously thrashed in the group stage!
After being thrashed by China, the French team seemed to have found their rhythm again, winning both of their group stage matches and even defeating Spain in the quarterfinals to shock the crowd and advance to the semifinals.
But their dark horse journey has clearly come to an end!
In this game, Lin Tian once again targeted France's top outside scorer, Ricardo, relentlessly chasing and defending him throughout the entire game, not giving him even the slightest chance to shoot, completely severing his connection with the team, and once again making him look incredibly helpless!
八强赛中面对西班牙命中5个三分拿下21分率队取胜的里卡多，本场比赛却9投只有1中，其中3分球5投0中，还出现了3次失误！
As a pure shooter who almost never dribbles or organizes the offense, three turnovers are clearly a terrible performance for him! It means that he was completely shut down by Lin Tian!
This means that when he faces Lin Tian, he can't even dribble the ball properly. As soon as he tries to dribble, Lin Tian will steal the ball from him!
With their top scorer performing so poorly and being completely shut down, France's resistance was unlikely to be much greater than in the first game.
101: 71!
30 points!
In the Olympic semi-finals, the Chinese team achieved a huge victory of 30 points, completely crushing their opponents and easily advancing to the finals!
Next, they will wait for the US team and Lithuania to decide their opponent in the final!
After the competition, the reporters finally caught up with Lin Tian and asked him about who he thought was more likely to enter the finals and compete with the Chinese team for the gold medal.
"I don't care, I don't care at all who makes it to the final and faces us. Whether it's the United States or Lithuania, what they're really fighting for is just a silver medal!"
"We are absolutely confident that we can win this game and bring the Chinese men's basketball team its first-ever world championship!"
"So, if you were to make a prediction about the other semi-final, what would you predict?"
The reporters, of course, wouldn't let Lin Tian off so easily, and continued to press him with questions.
"Let me make a prediction? I hope the two teams will play to a draw, a very close game where neither can gain the upper hand and neither can pull away. It will be the most intense, brutal, and competitive showdown in history!"
"Their score will be neck and neck from the very first second, their battle will not stop from the first second to the last second of the match, and they will deliver one of the most exciting matches in Olympic history!"
"There might be multiple game-winning shots and comebacks, both sides will give it their all, and quite a few players might experience cramps. Ultimately, it could go to five overtime periods before a winner is decided!"
"Yeah, that's about it. I'm looking forward to them smashing each other's brains out!"
How dirty!
After Lin Tian said that, almost all the reporters had the same thought.
This person has such a dirty heart!
The more astute reporters had already summarized Lin Tian's words.
Lin Tian said so much nonsense, but the core idea can be summarized in one sentence.
Lin Tian hopes the US team and Lithuania will fight until their brains are splattered and their testicles fly everywhere!
It can be used directly as a news headline!
At the same time, in the conference room of the hotel where the "real Team America" was staying, Jordan gathered all the players together and organized a meeting.
This was the most important meeting they had held since arriving in Australia.
"So, I think everyone has realized that we came here to see Lin make a fool of himself and have some fun, but now that the competition has progressed this far, this bastard has already secured at least a silver medal! Not only have we not seen Lin make a fool of himself, but he has made a fool of himself instead."
"What I'm asking is, should we go watch the final boxing match?"
"If Lin wins again, we will be humiliated by him on the spot and painfully watch him stand on the podium and put on the gold medal."
"But if he loses, we'll miss the wonderful moment of him getting thrashed, and we'll miss the biggest meaning of our trip! Okay, now everyone can share their opinions and decide whether we want to go watch Lin's final!"
"What does Mike think?" Barkley asked Tyson curiously, munching on a huge hamburger. "Do you think he'll win?"
Everyone shared Barkley's thoughts; they immediately looked at Tyson, wanting to hear the opinion of this professional advisor.
"You didn't watch the semi-finals, but I did," Tyson said without hesitation. "Lin's opponent was basically half-dead when he fought him. That guy exhausted all his strength in the quarterfinals, and he hadn't recovered at all when he fought Lin!"
"I mean, Lin was incredibly lucky. He encountered an opponent who was in terrible form, someone who could barely fight with one hand and could barely lift the other. That's how he easily advanced to the finals!"
"As for his opponent in the final, he is from England and his name is Audrey Harrison. He is a truly top-level boxer! He is Lewis's junior, and the two are trained by the same master. He is also known as 'Little Lewis' and is considered to be the most promising British super champion for the next twenty years!"
"His physical attributes are near perfect, combining speed and power. His dodging is steady and efficient, his footwork is intricate and varied, and his jabs are fierce and brutal! If I were to evaluate this guy alone, I think he definitely has the potential to achieve results comparable to Lewis!"
"His path to the finals was equally smooth, with two knockouts in three matches and a dominant points advantage in the only one where he didn't knock out his opponent. Like Lin, he swept through the competition and easily made it to the finals!"
"As for who will win between him and Lin?" Tyson suddenly shrugged and said, "I'll be there to watch the fight. I think his chances of winning are over 6%. Whether you guys go or not is up to you." (End of Chapter)