章節 114: Chapter 88: I am Anti-Mike, what, my boss too?_2

Nesby decided to keep his mouth shut.

If someone were to ask Yu Fei why he couldn't get along with Jordan, he would tell them Kwame Brown's story. If Brown's story wasn't profound enough, then the experience of Tyrone Nesby should make it clear; when dancing with a god, what matters isn't whether you can get on well with him, but how you maintain your own dignity in his presence.

After returning to Washington D.C. from Philadelphia, Yu Fei rested at home for a while, then with the help of Anthony Lawson, he put in an extra 500 shots and hit the gym for an hour of weightlifting.

The next day, Yu Fei still went to the Verizon Center for practice early on.

Since entering the NBA, Yu Fei was like a monk in asceticism; he had only been to a nightclub once, then became deeply disappointed with the detestable silicone aesthetic, in addition to the pressure brought on by Jordan, which forced him to focus solely on basketball.