Basketball Legends: Strikers Are King

"You're playing like that and you're still thinking about being a starter, so go back to your a**!"

"I really think I'm a star. You can just run to the corner if you tell me. Talking to you is a waste of my time!"

"You look like a **, I thought you were more **Dior, is that all?"

"No more words, just go to Siquan Family!"

…

"Beep beep beep..."

As soon as Qi Tian turned on his phone, he heard a series of message prompts. He shook his head speechlessly, ignored all the messages, and logged into social media.

He doesn't need to open the private messages that have reached the limit, let alone see how many people are @ him, to know that this is another round of bombardment from crazy fans.

Not only did they send crazy bad-mouthed private messages on social media, they also found Qitian’s mobile phone number from nowhere and bombarded him with text messages in turn.

After Qi Tian's game ended, he heard a text message on his cell phone that kept ringing until he went to bed.

It's not that they stopped, it's that Qi Tian shut down his phone.

Since entering the playoffs, the schedule will not be as tight as the regular season, requiring back-to-back games. Instead, there will be one or two days for the players to adjust to their condition.

Although the opponent forced a draw and the fifth game of the crucial game was played at the opponent's home court, Vogel still gave the team a half-day holiday. They will fly to Miami on a charter flight the next afternoon.

The more time he has to rest, the more Qi Tian will think about the fourth quarter of the last game from time to time. When the team caught up to 5 points, he directly gave up three strikes and was replaced in a suffocating performance.

He hated himself very much at that moment, but he knew clearly that the incident had happened and the result could not be changed.

"Ha~~"

Qi Tian took a deep breath, threw the phone to the other side, turned over and got up.

"*uc*!"

Qi Tian slammed the mouthwash cup to the ground. He was stunned for a long time before turning around and finding a broom to sweep the broken pieces into the trash can.

He came to the living room, picked up the water glass, turned and walked into the toilet to wash up.

There was nothing to do in the apartment anyway, so Qi Tian tidied up and prepared to go to the court to train for a while.

"Ding ding ding!"

Just when Qi Tian was about to turn around and go out without taking his cell phone, the text message alert rang again.

"It's really not over, isn't it?"

Qi Tian immediately became furious and came to the bedside, wanting to fight the opponent for 300 rounds and become Durant before Durant.

"Huh?"

Qi Tian picked up his phone and found that there was a text message in the middle that was not abusive to him. It read:

"Don't be discouraged. Get back to me when you see me."

The signature below is left with two letters:

"I.T."

Could it be...

Qi Tian's heart moved and he called back the phone number he sent via text message.

"Du, du... yo, busy man?!"

A familiar voice came from the receiver. He paused for a while and apparently went to a quieter place before continuing to speak.

"I thought you couldn't see my text messages recently."

"It is indeed you, Thomas."

Qi Tian turned around and closed the open door, sat back on the sofa, and said,

"How could I not see the text message?"

The person who sent the text message was indeed Thomas. He laughed for a while and said:

"Didn't I hear that many people turn off social media and even turn off their mobile phones during the playoffs?"

The Kings are ranked fourteenth in the Western Conference this season, which is second to last, and have the fifth worst record in the league. They have already missed the playoffs.

Of course, there is no difference in quality between the fifth-to-last and second-to-last Wizards teams, they are only two wins apart.

The last-place Bobcats led the pack with an astonishing 7-59, while the 20-win Wizards had no choice but to bow out.

"That makes sense."

Qi Tian finally understands the importance of shutting down social media.

"Haha, you were bombed too, right?"

Little Thomas's gloating voice came over and he said,

"I guessed it when I was watching the game in the bar."

"I thought you were different from them when you sent me a text message."

Qi Tian's mood suddenly deteriorated.

"ha!"

Little Thomas leisurely picked up the drink next to him and took a sip.

"You've seen the playoffs before me, and you still expect me, who didn't make it to the playoffs, to comfort you?"

"Listen brother, if you will be affected by other people's words, then really, retiring early is a good thing."

Little Thomas paused and then continued:

"Of course, you have to admit defeat in our bet. Remember to donate the thirty thousand dollars first."

"If one million people love me and 100 million people hate me, I will use actions to repay the former and convince the latter."

"These are the words of my idol, of course you just need to listen."

Qi Tian grinned, knowing that Thomas was a tsundere who had long since retired from the environment, so he said:

"You've already said all the nice things, I have nothing more to say."

Little Thomas's heart sank when he heard Qitian's voice coming from the microphone:

"But, you still have to donate the 30,000 dollars. After all, I'm a little higher than you in the lottery."

"hehe."

Little Thomas smiled, his mouth still unforgiving, and said,

"I forgot to tell you, our coach said that I will be able to enter the starting lineup in the second half of this year. Unlike someone who can only move his mouth, when I look at doing things, there are two people lined up in front of me."

"Then let's wait until you become the starter."

Qitian was stabbed in the foot and hung up after saying a word.

"Just be tough, you!"

Little Thomas threw the phone on the table, thought for a while, and then picked up the phone again.

"Is Adam an assistant coach? I'm in IT. That's right. This summer, can you invite your team to come over and give me a special training? I want to polish my offensive skills."

"..."

"No problem, right? That would be great. The earlier the better, I can't wait."

"..."

"Of course, I'm looking forward to helping the team improve. Making the playoffs will be our goal next year."

Little Thomas hung up the phone and let out a long sigh of relief.

He will not let Qi Tian be more beautiful than before.

After chatting with Thomas for a while, Qi Tian felt a little calmer. When he came to the stadium, he found that someone had already arrived early.

The man was wearing ordinary training clothes, had thick but neat hair, and had a calm and sophisticated appearance. He was none other than Danny Granger.

"Hey, you're here so early?"

Granger, who was already sweating slightly, was a little surprised when he saw Qi Tian coming over.

"Danny, boss, do you want to practice extra today?"

Qi Tian came over and asked.

"Yeah, I haven't performed well in the past few games, so I took advantage of the opportunity to come over and find my touch."

Granger's words were silenced for the whole day.

After the team entered the second round, Granger averaged only 13.7 points per game in the four games against the Heat, while his opponent James averaged 30.5 points per game. Regardless of whether the team won or lost, fans would not be satisfied.

, Granger was criticized much more than Qi Tianke.