LeBron James running away? He's going all in on Curry.

Su Yang's extremely damaging airport interview video was like a nuclear bomb with astonishing yield, blowing Rich Paul and Nike's hugely expensive "Jordan-Pippen theory" public relations defenses to smithereens.

The meme "Not 1, Not 2" went viral online, crushing LeBron James's pride with this scathing logic.

Faced with this overwhelming defeat in public opinion, James's public relations team was completely at a loss.

Verbal sparring? They simply couldn't out-argue this unrestrained, scathing remark from the wealthy Chinese-American.

Logically speaking? The whole "peak team-up" thing is just getting worse the more you try to explain it.

So, after an emergency consultation overnight, Rich Paul devised a classic coping strategy for James – playing the ostrich.

The following morning, LeBron James suddenly released a statement on his personal social media:

"At this crucial playoff moment, I will shut down all my social media accounts and block out all outside noise. Zero Dark Thirty-23."

My focus was solely on the court, solely on leading the Miami Heat to that damn championship.

"I don't need to respond to some off-court clowns. After all, the real winners are still fighting for the championship, unlike some teams who can already book their tickets to Cancun for fishing."

"Time will tell, and the championship ring will shatter all the rumors!"

Upon hearing this statement, LeBron James' fans seemed to grasp at a last straw, echoing his sentiments: "Yes! Focus on the game! Don't stoop to the level of a lousy team owner who's just fishing!"

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"Fishing? Cancun? They're really good at this ostrich tactic."

Hollywood, Los Angeles, on the west coast of the United States.

At the edge of a fully enclosed, top-notch indoor film studio, Su Yang, dressed in custom-made beach shorts and a floral shirt, wearing sunglasses, comfortably reclines on the director's exclusive leather lounge chair.

He casually tossed the tablet displaying James's "seclusion statement" onto a nearby table, a disdainful smirk playing on his lips.

At this moment, Su Yang showed no sign of frustration at being eliminated in the second round.

He was comfortably living a semi-vacation life on the set of the Avengers reshoots, which cost him a hundred million dollars.

In front of a green screen not far away, Dilraba and Gulnazar, dressed in tight and smart "A.H.I.E.L.D. senior agent" uniforms, were striking a few fancy but ineffective poses under the guidance of a top Hollywood martial arts choreographer.

It must be said that the effect of spending 100 million US dollars was immediate.

Marvel's directors and producers treat these two stunning beauties from the East like their own grandmothers.

Not only were they given a full three minutes of highlight scenes with dialogue, but even the crew's boxed lunches were custom-made by a Michelin-starred chef.

However, for Dilraba and Gulnazar, acting was just something new to try.

With a super-rich patron like Su Yang, who would bother to go to Hollywood and suffer to hone their acting skills?

The token pay the production team offered them wasn't even enough to cover a month's property management fees for the mansion Su Yang casually bought for them in Beverly Hills.

"Cut! Absolutely perfect! Ladies, you've worked so hard, please take a rest!"

The director, all smiles, yelled "Cut!" His obsequious tone made it seem like he was directing an art-house film.

Seeing that filming had paused, Su Yang's thoughts were pulled away from the glitz and glamour of the world of fame and fortune, and returned to the grand strategy of basketball.

"Although LeBron is playing the ostrich this time, the Heat's spirit this year, coupled with David Stern's encouragement behind the scenes, means they are very likely to win the championship they've been dreaming of in this shortened season."

Su Yang secretly made plans in his mind.

If the Heat win the championship this year, James will break through that barrier, and his so-called "inner demons" will disappear. Next year's Heat will be even more formidable.

And next year, that is, the 2012-2013 season.

That was Su Yang's third year in charge of the Cavaliers!

"The five-year promise the old man made to me is almost halfway through."

This year, they finished third in the Eastern Conference and were eliminated in the second round, which can be considered a barely passing grade.

But if we can't really make waves in the playoffs next year, or even reach the Eastern Conference Finals or the NBA Finals...

Just thinking about Su Jianxun's serious face, and Wang Zixuan, the arrogant young lady of the Wang family in Beijing.

Su Yang couldn't help but shiver.

"I'd rather die than go home and get married to that lousy couple!"

To completely thwart the old man's idea of ​​forcing them into marriage, the Cleveland Cavaliers must achieve results next year! They must truly possess the strength to contend for the Larry O'Brien Trophy!

To achieve this, the team's current roster is missing one final piece, which is also the most important cornerstone in the paint.

Stephen Curry will be back in top form next season, and Klay Thompson and Kawhi Leonard will continue to grow, making this team's outside firepower unmatched.

But what about the inside players?

Marc Gasol is a top-tier playmaker and tank, but he's too slow.

In the future small-ball era that emphasizes mobility and switching defense, the Cavaliers urgently need a perfect inside finisher who can protect the rim, switch on defense without limits, finish plays, and shoot!

Su Yang had already memorized this person's name.

Anthony Davis! The "Brow" with his terrifying wingspan and guard-like finesse!

"The draft lottery hasn't even started yet. But the draft pick I got from the Hornets in exchange for Battier and a first-round pick has definitely been rigged by that old fox David Stern."

Su Yang rubbed his temples. "That old guy only promised I wouldn't fall out of the top three. And with the Zaza Pachulia thing, how could he possibly let me get the number one pick and draft Anthony Davis?"

Therefore, it's impossible to acquire Anthony Davis directly through the lottery.

But the rules of the draft are fixed, while people are flexible.

Since we don't have enough slots, let's use our real, immediate fighting strength to trade upwards!

"On the day of the draft, we'll inevitably have to spend a lot of money."

Su Yang's eyes scanned the roster of his team.

Curry, Klay, Leonard, and Gasol are absolutely not for sale.

The only bargaining chips left to entice the top draft pick are two people.

One is Paul Millsap, a key inside player.

The other one is Eric Bledsoe, whom they acquired from the Clippers in exchange for DeAndre Jordan.

"Which of these two should they choose as their main bargaining chip to exchange for the top scorer spot?" Su Yang pondered.

This season, Millsap has thrived in the Cavaliers' system, not only developing a decent three-point shot but also seeing his average stats skyrocket to 18.5 points and 9 rebounds per game—almost All-Star caliber numbers!

Bledsoe, as a backup point guard, is a fierce defender, but after Jeremy Lin's emergence, his playing time has been reduced, and his statistics are not outstanding.

"Millsap's stats are clearly better, and his trade value is currently at its peak."

If you include him in a trade package, along with the third overall pick promised by David Stern, it would definitely make any team holding the number one pick extremely interested.

"But what if we send Bloodcloth? Bloodcloth's potential is undeniable..."

As Su Yang weighed the pros and cons of the two transaction plans in his mind, his gaze gradually deepened.

A fragrant breeze suddenly wafted over.

"Boss, what are you thinking about? You're so engrossed that you don't even look at me."

Having just finished filming for the Celtics, Nazha, still wearing her S.H.I.E.L.D. black bodysuit, approached him with a charming and alluring air, still in her military boots.

The girl's breathtaking curves, outlined by her tight-fitting clothes, pressed against Su Yang's arm without reservation. She plopped down on the edge of the recliner, her long legs crossed, and looked at Su Yang with her watery, almond-shaped eyes, a mixture of resentment and clinginess in her gaze.

"Filming is so tiring! Even the boxed lunches on set aren't as good as the French food the boss took us to. Where should we go tonight?"

Feeling the amazing touch on his arm, and looking at Nazha's captivating appearance yet her complete obedience to him.

The calculating look in Su Yang's eyes vanished instantly, replaced by a wicked smile.

He casually put his arm around Nazha's slender waist and pulled her into his embrace.

"Where to go? Let's just stay in Beverly Hills."

Su Yang gently lifted Nazha's chin with his finger and said with a wicked smile, "We can plan the deal slowly after the lottery results are out. Right now... I think it's necessary to personally check whether my senior S.H.I.E.L.D. agent has passed today's physical training."