NBA's King of Talking

As if given a shot of adrenaline, Jia Fei instantly became extremely focused!

"Ding—System activation complete. Host Jia Fei has successfully bound himself to the Basketball Idol System. A newbie gift pack will now be distributed. Would you like to claim it?"

Jia Fei isn't stupid. Even if the gift package was full of instant noodle seasoning packets, cheap condoms, and unbroken e-books, he would never say "no."

Yes, it's better than nothing.

"Yes, yes, yes, yes!" Jia Fei shouted "yes" four times in a row. If needed, he could shout it 100 more times, as long as it really worked.

"Host's reply received. Newbie gift pack to be delivered shortly. System loading..."

Jia Fei started to get anxious. This system was so slow! What was it loading for? Hurry up and give me the big gift package! What is it?!

Before the big gift arrived, the system started speaking in my mind again: "Host, who is your idol?"

Jia Fei dared not lie, fearing the system would stop giving him the big gift package if it found out: "Allen Iverson!"

"Received, system loading complete. New player gift pack now being distributed..."

Jia Fei held his breath, and suddenly Liu Qian's famous quote came to mind: "Now comes the moment to witness a miracle!"

With a "beep" sound, another option appeared from the system: "Congratulations, host, you have obtained the opportunity to fuse with Iverson's talent. Would you like to choose to fuse with physical talent or peak technique?"

Obviously, this is a choice between two options, which does not mean that the other option is also unavailable in the future, but you can only choose one of the newbie gift packs.

Jia Fei was quite satisfied with this. He hadn't had high hopes at first, but he didn't expect the newbie gift pack to be so generous. At least it didn't leave him disappointed.

The question now is whether to choose physical talent or peak skills? It's really difficult. Of course, it would be best to have both, which would mean starting with Iverson's talent and taking off immediately.

"Host, please note that the countdown to claiming the newbie gift pack has begun. Please claim it as soon as possible, otherwise the system will assume you have forfeited it. Countdown begins, 10, 9, 8..."

Jia Fei was completely dumbfounded. Why did this happen so suddenly? Are they all Super Boy contestants? They're all defeated in 10 seconds?

He certainly couldn't let the newbie gift pack that was practically in his mouth slip away. When the countdown reached 4, he shouted, "I want to fuse with my physical talents!"

In an instant, the system spoke again: "Instructions received. Host has begun fusing Iverson's physical talent. 1%...30%...70%...100%! Fusion complete. Congratulations to the host for fusing Iverson's physical talent!"

This process, which seemed to take only a short while, felt like an eternity to Jia Fei. He had initially thought the fusion would be a simple matter, but starting from 1%, his body felt as if it were being torn apart. This tearing sensation reminded him of a snake shedding its skin or a crab changing its shell, and the discomfort made him search for something to hold onto!

But when he finished the fusion, he felt an indescribable sense of comfort all over his body. He felt warm and extremely comfortable!

"Jia, what's wrong?" A concerned voice pulled Jia Fei back to reality.

Jia Fei snapped out of his daze and back to reality, only to be met with a scene so embarrassing he wanted to disappear into the ground. He looked closely and was shocked to find himself clinging tightly to a blonde, blue-eyed woman, who was holding a microphone with his teammate Kemba Walker on the other end.

The soft touch from my arms and hands was mesmerizing, and the scent of perfume kept wafting into my nostrils; it was truly a feeling of intoxication.

Jia Fei wasn't stupid; he knew perfectly well what he had just done—he had hugged the female reporter who was interviewing his teammates! He quickly let go, apologizing repeatedly, "I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry..."

The female reporter was also startled. Her face turned red, and she turned to look at Jia Fei. Seeing his sincere expression and handsome appearance, her anger subsided considerably.

Kemba Walker quickly explained, "He's my teammate Ja. He was just too excited about winning the championship. I can vouch for him; he's a gentleman!"

"I believe you, Jia!" The female reporter had regained her composure. She looked at Jia Fei deeply with her charming eyes, her gaze no longer filled with blame.

Jia Fei felt a little embarrassed by her gaze, but he didn't dwell on the rest of what she was saying. He was filled with mixed emotions and just wanted to clear up the misunderstanding. Fortunately, she wasn't pursuing the matter, and fortunately, this was the United States, a place of freedom and openness.

After the incident, Jia Fei didn't dare linger on the sidelines. He hurriedly returned to the locker room, not wanting to embarrass himself in front of the cameras again.

Back in the locker room, Jia Fei composed himself. By then, his teammate Lamb had finished his interview. Seeing Jia Fei looking somewhat flustered, Lamb couldn't help but ask, "Jia, are you alright?"

"I'm fine, I'm fine!" Jia Fei quickly explained.

"Here, have a sip of this and you'll be all set!" Lamb said with a smile, handing him a bottle of sports drink.

Jia Fei took the bottle, opened it, and drank half of it in one go. Then he took a few deep breaths and was pleasantly surprised to find that he had calmed down.

"Jeremy, thank you!" Jia Fei said with a smile.

Lamb laughed heartily: "Ja, you're acting really strange today!"

Jia Fei chuckled. Of course he was puzzled. He'd already transmigrated, obtained a system, and fused with Iverson's physical talents, and he'd even touched...

Jia Fei and Lamb chatted for a few minutes before the team's veteran coach, Jim Cahon, entered the locker room, looking at his two beloved players with a kind expression.

"Hello, Coach!" Jia Fei and Lamb both respected Jim Cahon. To them, he was not only the team's head coach, but also a respected elder.

"Jia, Jeremy, we won the championship this season, and you're both champions now!" Jim Cahon smiled, the wrinkles on his face seemingly telling everyone that he was getting closer and closer to retirement.

Jia Fei was also filled with emotion. Both were head coaches, but his was nearly seventy years old, while the opposing coach was not yet 35. It was like a battle between two generations.

"You are all very talented. You will definitely get more playing time next season. Keep it up!" Jim Cahon encouraged with a smile.

“Yes, we will!” Jia Fei and Lamb both nodded repeatedly.

"Next season? Why stay and play in the NCAA next season? Why not appear on the NBA court?" Jia Fei said to himself.

Even though it was getting late, the Kobe team still threw a party at a restaurant in Houston. Of course, most of the team members were not yet 21 years old, so they were not allowed to drink alcohol.

For freshmen like Jia Fei and Lamb, who are not yet 20 years old, drinking is illegal. But Kemba Walker, a junior, is a bit unhappy. He will only turn 21 next month, and according to the law, he also cannot drink, but he really wants to, so he seems particularly depressed.