Basketball Legend: When Pride Still Matters Chapter 397: 258 I Will Always Miss

Chapter 397: Chapter 258 I Will Always Miss

After the ga against the Clippers, Yu Fei was invited to Paris Hilton’s house for a party.

This was possibly the most famous row of townhouses beneath Sunset Boulevard in West Hollywood, where only the “cool guys” and “hot girls” were invited.

Although Yu Fei knew he was good-looking, what did that have to do with being “cool” in the eyes of Aricans?

After much thought, the only thing on him that might make a woman like Paris who had seen everything think he was cool, was his increasingly heavy villain persona over the past two years.

Today, accompanying Yu Fei to the party, besides Lawson, were Ariza and Laettner.

Since Sprewell was suspended for a year and Devean George was in poor form, the Bucks increased their cultivation efforts for Ariza.

Although Ariza practiced shooting every day, it was still unstable, however, under the long-term private coaching from Yu Fei, his defense showed signs of improvent.

This was also a point that Karl valued in him.

Leaving aside Ariza’s 30% three-point shooting percentage, his defense was already considered good within the Bucks.

Ariza also knew that he got so many opportunities because of Yu Fei’s support behind him, so wherever he went, he kept saying, “I am Frye’s bulldog.”

In ti, he beca the most famous sidekick around Yu Fei after Lawson.

This ti, when coming to Hilton’s house for the party, Ariza desperately wanted to follow, and Yu Fei brought him along.

At the party, Ariza was telling everyone: “Hey, I’m TA from the Bucks. Did you know that a few days ago, we played against the Lakers and I was the main defender on Kobe.”

Of course, he wouldn’t tell people that Kobe scored 30 points under his “defense.”

Today, Yu Fei also t a “newbie” here.

Her na was Kim Kardashian, currently employed by Paris to sort out her dressing room and wardrobe. It was a long-term job, as Paris’s dressing room and wardrobes were too large and nurous. And no matter how many clothes Kardashian got rid of, the next day, Paris would bring in even more clothes.

Thus, Kardashian naturally beca Paris’s assistant, and in the eyes of others, she was just an attendant and sidekick, just like Ariza with Yu Fei.

“Frye, if you want to change your dressing style or are dissatisfied with your wardrobe, I can have Kim help you,” said Paris as if it were obvious, “She is an expert in this area.”

Kardashian humbly said, “I’m better at designing won’s fashion, but if you need, I can give you so advice.”

“Maybe next ti, after the season ends, I might have ti to sort through my wardrobe,” Yu Fei joked.

It must be said, Kardashian was at the peak of her beauty at this ti, shining even next to Paris. Yu Fei preferred her current appearance over her future image, known for its enhanced features, as Big Fei was more traditional in this respect, preferring all-natural.

After half an hour, Yu Fei decided to leave.

He was about to call his teammates together, but he noticed Ariza had vanished.

Then, Yu Fei saw Laettner chatting leisurely with the sponsor of tonight’s party—ah, the celebrity effect. As Yu Fei understood, tonight’s party might cost tens of thousands of dollars, but it was all funded by sponsors, Paris was just in charge of organizing and having fun.

This is the great Paris Hilton Rule (to be famous for being famous).

When Laettner finished chatting with that person, Yu Fei ca over and said, “It looks like you’re quite comfortable in these kinds of situations.”

“I often went to parties like this in college,” Laettner wanted to add that his parties were also sponsored back then, “It’s been a long ti.”

Back then, Laettner was the King of Duke, the great villain of the NCAA, the NBA’s great white hope awaited with open arms, the legendary college player chosen over Shaquille O’Neal for Dream Team I. And now? His professional achievents were neither high nor low and soon, they would be put to sleep.

“What are your plans after this year?” Yu Fei asked.

Laettner had previously turned down the team’s contract extension, which all but indicated he would either switch teams after the season ended or retire.

Laettner replied, “I’m going to retire.”

“I’m getting old,” Laettner explained, “I can only do so much on the court now.”

This season, Laettner was averaging only 5 points and 2 rebounds per ga, and his performance had declined significantly due to injuries—it was indeed ti to retire.

Yu Fei asked, “What do you plan to do after retirent?”

“I might start my own company, but I don’t know what exactly,” Laettner pondered, “Do you have any suggestions?”

“I do have one immature suggestion.”

“Let’s hear it.”

“Do you think you’re suited to be an agent?”

This was sothing Laettner had never considered, he looked seriously at Yu Fei, “Do you think I am?”

“Maybe,” Yu Fei said with a light smile, “You’re cunning and a jerk, but most importantly, you’re smart. I’m in need of soone with your talents.”

Laettner suddenly thought of many things. Yu Fei asked if he was suited to be an agent and said “I need,” what did that an?

“Why don’t you have Lawson be an agent?” Laettner asked.

Yu Fei looked distantly at Lawson, who was already getting carried away, and shook his head, “He’s not suitable.”

Laettner, of course, knew that joining Yu Fei’s camp ant security for the latter half of his life, but to be honest, he didn’t need it.

Although the last few years of his career were rough, like a dog, he had been a core player on his team in earlier years, signed big contracts, with total career earnings reaching 60 million dollars. As long as he didn’t ss up, he would have a worry-free life.

But he also knew that Yu Fei was no ordinary person.

Being tied to him ant that his life after retirent would also be filled with the ups and downs of the other’s career. If he were lucky, one day he might beco Yu Fei’s agent, possibly even becoming a David Falk-type agent, achieving success far beyond that of his days as a player.

But that future was very distant.

Laettner said, “I’ll give it so serious thought.”

“No rush, take your ti, we have plenty of it.”

After Yu Fei said this, he saw Paris and Kardashian approaching them.

“Frye, it’s so noisy here. Would you be interested in joining us ladies for so snacks?” Paris asked nonchalantly.

Yu Fei laughed, “I have an appointnt with the greatest white player in NBA history, I’m afraid I’ll have to disappoint you.”

Paris asked curiously, “The greatest white player in history? Who is that?”

Yu Fei raised his hand and pointed to Laettner beside him, “It’s my teammate, his na is Christian Laettner, the best white player in history in my eyes.”

“That impressive?” Paris said foolishly, “Are you interested in becoming a regular guest at our parties?”

Laettner, unable to decide whether to laugh or cry, responded, “Oh, it would be my honor.”

Afterwards, Paris left with Kardashian, leaving behind a crowd that was vigorously trashing her villa.

Laettner joked, “I bet Paris is interested in you.”

“She would be making a mistake,” Yu Fei said, “I have a girlfriend, and besides, she’s not my type.”

The last statent was the key point, but Laettner did not believe that Big Fei was the kind of man to be tied down to one person.

“Let’s go,” Yu Fei said.

“What about Trevor and Lawson?”

“They probably don’t want to go back,” Yu Fei said, “You’re not thinking of staying, are you?”

Laettner said self-mockingly, “No one is interested in .”

“Damn,” Yu Fei said irritably, “are you saying I’m the only one interested in you tonight?”

Laettner laughed, “Seems like it.”

The next day, Ariza ca onto the team bus with dark circles under his eyes, causing everyone to tease him.

“Rookie, where did you go last night?”

“You ask Frye…” Ariza began, but then he saw Yu Fei stepping onto the bus full of energy, without any sign of exhaustion.

Mobley asked, “Frye, what did you take the rookie to do last night?”

“We went to a party, but I didn’t do anything,” Yu Fei laughed and looked at Ariza, “Was the party fun?”

Ariza honestly said, “It was fun, just a bit tiring.”

“If you don’t perform well tomorrow night, I won’t take you next ti.”

Ariza suddenly felt a burst of limitless energy, “Who are we playing against tomorrow night?”

“Philadelphia.”

“OK!” Ariza volunteered, “Leave Allen Iverson to ! Considering the difference in our height and weight, I can definitely contain him!”

Yu Fei called out loudly to Karl, “George, did you hear what the rookie said?”

“Heard it.”

Karl rolled his eyes. To guard Iverson? The rookies these days are insane, looking for trouble in the worst way.

Afterward, the Bucks’ bus arrived at Los Angeles International Airport, where they boarded a charter flight back to their ho court.

The mont the plane took off, Ariza began to feel reluctant to leave Los Angeles.

Compared to Milwaukee, this place was like another world.

Last night’s experience made Ariza realize that playing in Milwaukee, he was just an ordinary, unremarkable professional player, but in Los Angeles, even as an unknown player for the Bucks, he was seen as a star.

He would never forget the scene at the party the previous night, where sultry, glamorously made-up won with stunning figures had vied for his attention, just to unlock the achievent of sleeping with an NBA player.

That was sothing that could never happen in Milwaukee.

“Chris, would you be sad to leave this place?”

Ariza looked at Laettner sitting across from himself and posed the soul-searching question.

For Laettner, it was a complex question.

Would he be sad to leave this place?

“Of course,” Laettner knew how thrilled he would be when the day ca, “I will always cherish the mories.”