I fell in love with Toutiao and became the GOAT.

After drawing lots and selecting a prize, Lin Bei hopped on Nate Robinson's express train and headed to the training facility.

"Tell me honestly, what did you do last night?"

As soon as the car drove away from the parking lot, Little Potato tilted his head slightly and pressed Lin Bei with a gossipy look on his face.

Lin Bei leaned back in his chair, looking completely at ease: "Besides sleeping all day, what else can I do?"

Little Potato clearly didn't believe her and continued to press, "Then why didn't you get up early as usual today? That's very unusual."

"It's the second day of the competition, so it's normal to sleep in a little longer, right?"

Lin Bei shrugged, but Little Potato pointed directly at reporter Xiao Zhang: "Don't lie to me, I saw you get into an Asian woman's car last night with my own eyes."

Upon hearing this, Lin Bei immediately straightened up.

He suddenly remembered that a while ago, Little Potato invited him to a nightclub, but he really didn't want to attend that kind of noisy party, so he casually made up an excuse that he "had a girlfriend" to get out of it.

In reality, Lin Bei didn't have a girlfriend; he lied to avoid attending parties he disliked.

But right now, isn't this the perfect opportunity to cover up the lie?

Lin Bei nodded sharply: "Yes, that's my girlfriend. I didn't expect you to find out."

Little Potato smirked and smiled at Lin Bei, as if to say: You little brat, you think you can hide it from me?

"Did your girlfriend stay overnight last night?"

Lin Bei shook his head: "No, she's a student at Berkeley and a part-time reporter. She took me home last night and then rushed back to school because she has classes."

After that, Little Potato didn't press further, but simply sighed with feigned regret:

"I didn't expect your girlfriend to be a graduate of Berkeley. That's not far from the training facility."

Alright, from now on, we single men can't bring you along to our events, you're 'taken' now.

Lin Bei shrugged again; he couldn't have been happier.

Little Potato is a master of timing; the time he arrives at the training hall is usually the time when training begins.

The two of them, one after the other, pushed open the door to the training hall's locker room.

Immediately, Lin Bei saw Andrew Bodog sitting casually in the center of the locker room.

"This guy, he arrived so quickly?"

Lin Bei narrowed his eyes, not lingering his gaze for long.

He turned around and went to his locker, skillfully changed into his training clothes, and methodically prepared for training.

Generally speaking, on the day after a match, even if training is to be carried out as usual, the team will only arrange recovery training, and the intensity will not be too high.

In the morning, the team did some physical training by running laps, followed by free training where everyone honed their individual skills.

In the afternoon, the intra-team training match that Lin Bei had been looking forward to did not take place.

"What a pity, it's given that kid Bodog some unrealistic fantasies."

Lin Bei muttered to himself.

Throughout the entire day of training, he kept an eye on Bogut out of the corner of his eye and noticed that the other player was also glancing at him from time to time, looking at him much more frequently than at his other teammates.

It's obvious that Bodog knows very well who his opponent is.

Bodog isn't stupid. Lin Bei's performance against the Heat last night, with 15 points, 22 rebounds, 5 assists, and 1 block, is hard to ignore.

Just taking a look doesn't prove anything.

The key point is that during training breaks, this guy had some conversations with David Lee.

Although it was unclear what exactly was said, Bodog's gaze kept glancing at Lin Bei during the conversation.

His face still carried an air of arrogance, and his expression clearly showed that he looked down on Lin Bei from the bottom of his heart.

In Little Potato's words: "Don't be fooled by your double-double in the last game. In that guy's eyes, you just had a lucky break. If it's a real head-to-head battle, you're still no match for him."

Little Potato also asked Lin Bei, "Do you know why this guy doesn't talk to anyone else, but keeps staring at David?"

Lin Bei frowned and guessed, "David is known as a very nice person; he seems very easy to talk to?"

Little Potato shook his head, his tone dismissive: "It's not that simple."

That guy has an inflated ego and believes David Lee is the leader of this Warriors team. In his eyes, David is the only one on the team who is qualified to be his equal and have a conversation with him.

Curry, who was standing nearby, couldn't help but chime in: "To put it bluntly, he looks down on us."

Lin Bei seemed to be deep in thought; he still trusted Little Potato's judgment.

After all, Spud, who entered the NBA in 05, played four or five seasons in the big city of New York, spent two years with the star-studded Celtics, and briefly played for the young Thunder.

His lively personality allows him to get along well wherever he goes, and he is indeed very authoritative in judging human nature.

Moreover, a closer analysis reveals that Bodog is considered a watershed moment for draft picks who are considered busts.

In other words, those stronger than him are not mediocre top scorers, and those weaker than him are all mediocre top scorers.

He himself can be a fraud or not.

Regardless, Bogdanovic was the number one draft pick, the number one pick in the seventh season of the NBA draft.

Logically speaking, he hasn't reached his peak yet and can continue to grow.

It's understandable that he has a high opinion of himself.

During the training session that day, Lin Bei only took one last deep look at Bodog.

"All I can say is that the shortened season saved this guy!"

Tomorrow is another match day. That's how the schedule is in a shortened season—matches come one after another, leaving players almost no time to breathe.

Lin Bei and Bodog are bound to have a battle, but the timing of this battle can only be postponed indefinitely.

"We're playing the Jazz tomorrow, another tough battle."

Playing against the Jazz will definitely be a tough battle. The Jazz's main frontcourt duo consists of Paul Millsap and Al Jefferson, both All-Star caliber players.

Lin Bei simply sighed. Now, even if he were to face Howard again, he would still be a match for him.

The defensive pressure is actually greater against Al Jefferson.

After all, Al Jefferson was a classic center with exceptional low-post offense.

But coincidentally, Lin Bei's greatest strength right now is defense.

The only question is—

"Do you think I'll still be able to start in tomorrow evening's game?"

Little Potato: "Of course, a center who had a double-double in the last game would be a key player anywhere."

Curry nodded in agreement: "That's right. Even if Dwight Howard came, he would have to start from the bench, let alone just Andrew Bogut."

……

Miami, the entire Heat team is heading home. Their loss to the Warriors, in which Lin Bei scored a massive double-double, actually has more to say than meets the eye.

Magic Johnson asked, "Best Lin should have been the final piece of the Heat's championship aspirations, but just because of one dunk, the Heat waived him. What was Pat Riley thinking?"

This question had a significant impact, with the Miami Herald publishing an article questioning: "Whose decision was it to fire Best Lin?"

Of course, it could only be Pat Riley's decision, but right now, Riley is furious.

As soon as the Heat returned to Miami, Riley immediately summoned Spoelstra and launched into a tirade: "Is this the guy you were talking about, Best Lin, who's a second-round rookie who can't even get playing time?"

"What about Dexter Pittman? He's also a second-round rookie. Will he even get playing time? And can he put up a game with 15 points, 22 rebounds, 5 assists, and 1 block?"

Spo also had his own difficulties, as Lin Bei at that time was indeed quite weak.

Now, all he can do is defend himself: "It's my fault. I failed to discover his potential to play center."

After venting his anger, Riley then appeared at the sidelines of the Heat's practice court.

During practice, James seemed to sense something. He saw Riley on the sidelines and noticed that Riley's gaze towards him was murderous.