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Chapter 3 Fucking the Debut(1/2)

What does it feel like to fall into the eighteenth level of hell?

Probably the moment Li Xing was sucked into the bathroom, he felt dead.

He fell quickly, and his rapidly falling body made him so scared that he could not breathe. He didn't know where the end was, his mind was blank, and he couldn't remember anything.

I don’t know how long it took, but his body passed through the barrier and fell to another place.

"Haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

Li Xing's heartbeats kept beating, not knowing where he was.

I stood up and found the first suspicious point: "Strange, am I standing on a stool? Why is my vision suddenly so much higher?"

He looked down and said, "I've made a big trough!"

“What’s the situation?”

"Where am I?"

"Who the hell are you?"

Li Xing looked in front of the mirror and cursed at the face in the mirror: "Where did this ugly pussy come out? Fuck me! Where is this?"

"Why am I wearing a jersey?"

"Where the hell is this?"

Li Xing has not been so irritable for more than ten years, and everything that happened in front of him seemed to be dreaming.

It was then that the door was pushed open and a strong white woman walked in: "lee, when do you want to wait for the 70,000 spectators in Phoenix Arena?"

"What are you talking about? Phoenix City Arena? Seventy thousand spectators? Are you crazy!" Li Xing shouted.

The white woman was even more surprised than Li Xing, God! What happened in just a few minutes? When did Dante's expression become so rich? He actually shouted at me?

"lee, are you okay?" asked the white woman.

When things developed to this point, Li Xing was already in vain. He was sure that this was not a dream or a prank. Maybe it really happened.

I fucking traveled through time?

By the way, she called me lee, so... Li Xing quickly recalled what happened before. He thought of 2k19 and the character he edited.

Damn! Can this happen to me? Li Xing recalled angrily.

"lee, you're ready now?"

"What warm-up? What are you talking about?"

Li Xing had a headache, and all kinds of irrelevant information poured into his mind one by one.

"Oh my god, what's wrong with you? National Finals! We fought for so long and finally got here, so we can't lose it!" said the white woman excitedly.

Finals?

Li Xing is sorting out the information in his mind, which should be the memory of this body.

It's obviously just a game, why do you have such a complete set of information?

Li Xing became increasingly confused: "I...I need some time."

"Hurry up! The game is about to begin. Thirty NBA teams have sent scouts. They are all here for you, come on!" A hint of tenderness flashed in the white woman's eyes.

Li Xing washed his face with cold water. He is not called Li Xing now.

At least he is not called Li Xing here, and his surname is still Li. He uses the English name "lucky" as his name.

Moreover, he also added a cool nickname similar to "Magic" Johnson and "Penny" Hardaway.

Here, his full name is Lachie "Dante" Lee. (lucky                                                     �

"I have a height of 2.20 meters and a wingspan of 2.50 meters. Who the hell am I afraid of? National Finals? It's just a group of college students. I have thirty years of life experience!"

"A mere college basketball game!"

"National Finals? Nothing isn't it!"

"Let me let you know that the world is dangerous!"

Li Xing spent ten minutes cheering himself up, then ran out of the room and ran out of the player passage.

"It's Dante! He's here!"

"Dante!"

"Dante!"

"Dante!"

The confidence accumulated through self-comfort has been broken into pieces by the calls of tens of thousands of people.

Under the gaze of tens of thousands of people, Li Xing felt that his spirit was about to collapse.

What a joke? Tens of thousands of people? I haven't even played in front of a hundred people, tens of thousands of people?

"lee, what are you doing? Did you spit a shot at Olina's little Nene?" A slightly obscene teammate came over to say hello to Li Xing.

Li Xing immediately remembered his name - Darren Barton, the team's starting number one position, a senior player, averaging 12 points, 4 rebounds and 3 assists per game this season.

"No, I'm just a little nervous." Li Xing accidentally let out a joke.

Oops? Nervous? A few seconds ago, if someone wanted to ask Patton to find a believer between the 2012 Doomsday and Dante because of the game tonight, Patton would choose the former without hesitation.

now...

Dante, he actually told me that he was a little nervous?

This superstar who became the core of the team as a freshman and led the team to March Crazy as the number one seed in the Atlantic League, actually told me that he was a little nervous?

This most dominant player of the season who led Duquesne University, including himself, to destroy powerful enemies and constantly refresh the outside world, actually told me that he was a little nervous?

So far, Dante is the No. 1 pick in the major draft prediction list, the undisputed No. 1 pick.

Regardless of winning or losing in this game, as long as he performs at a normal level, he will be able to enter the NBA as the No. 1 pick in the draft in June.

Such a guy actually told me that he was a little nervous?

Patton felt the joke was a little cold: "lee, the atmosphere in the national finals is different, and even you will be joking."

Li Xing followed him and laughed a few times. He laughed awkwardly because he knew that he was definitely not joking. This was true. He was so nervous that he couldn't even lift his hands.

Patton was shocked again.

How could this guy laugh? How could he laugh?

“Tonight, the Phoenix Stadium gathered 70,000 spectators.”

"Every NBA team sent scouts to the scene."

"They are focusing on Duquesne's freshman center Dante Lee."

Li Xing opened his eyes wide. What did he see? He saw the legendary NBA star "Shanman" Bill Walton sitting on the sidelines as the commentary guest.

Is this going to scare me to death? Li Xing's little heart can no longer bear it.

This is not a 2k shot.

If you don't play well, you can't exit altf4.

No reading file.

No more time.

If you mess it up, it's all over.

Li Xing had unprecedented fear. Before traveling through time, he achieved nothing. At this moment, he had a brand new body. When he encountered such a test, he couldn't help but want to escape.

However, he had no way out.

Duquesne University's head coach Dylan Escito has been observing Li Xing, and he trusts this disciple very much.

He has never disappointed since he joined the team.

It seems a bit strange tonight.

Although Li Xing was only a freshman, his talent shocked the entire league in his debut in NCAA.

Escito will never forget the shock that Li Xing brought to him that night.

He blocked his opponent with an expressionless face, and again and again, presented ten blocks, and made an amazing 202010 in his debut, shocking the whole of the United States.

Since there was never any other expression on his face, he had no expression whether it was humiliatingly blocking his opponent or inhumanely charging and buckle.

Dante's name became louder and louder, and gradually spread throughout the United States.

With him here, Escito doesn't have to worry about anything, but...

"Rachy, what's wrong with you?" Escito couldn't help asking.

He didn't know what happened to Li Xing, what made him so panic. He didn't look like a competitor preparing to win the championship. He looked like a recruit who was suddenly thrown on the battlefield.

There was only the word helplessness on his face.

"I...I'm fine." Li Xing didn't dare to look at Escito's face.
To be continued...
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