: Thirty-three: another call

　　 At the end of the game, the cheers of the fans in the audience reached its climax. All the players of the blue team swarmed and surrounded Link.
　　 108 to 90, the Blue team finally defeated the Rio Grande Viper team by 18 points at home. As Joan Brockman said before the game, they made Houston's face disgraced.
　　 Of course, the result of this game is not important, nor is it the focus of everyone's concern.
　　 Everyone's eyes focused on Link. The guy wearing the No. 0 jersey that doesn't belong to him is the real and only protagonist today.
　　 However, just when everyone was extremely excited and delighted, Link, who was surrounded by the crowd, cried bitterly.
"As a fighter, he really deserves to shed tears for such a night. 52 points in a single game, the latest single-game individual scoring record in the Development League. Facing the Rockets' subordinate teams, Link must make Morey regretful. Morey gave up a time bomb, but other NBA teams will certainly not let him go easily. Maybe one day, this bomb will detonate on the Rockets!"
　　 The commentators thought that Link was crying for his 52-point night, but it wasn't. Link didn't care about his scoring record. He was crying because he could only miss Upshaw in the future.
　　 Lincoln did not cry when Upshaw died. When reading Upshaw's letter to himself, Link did not cry. At that time, there was only anger in his heart. He was angry with Carl Jones, angry with Morey, angry with God's injustice, angry with Upshaw's departure.
　　 So, he gritted his teeth and insisted, he went forward courageously as Upshaw said. He wants to wear Upshaw's jersey to fight, and he wants to write Upshaw's name on his sneakers. They want to fend off the enemy together and play a terrifying game.
　　 Then, when Link did all this courageously, he finally couldn't stand it any longer.
　　 The Chinese saying is so good, a man does not flick when he has tears, but he is not sad. Link gave Upshaw a perfect farewell performance, and he also officially said goodbye to his friends at this moment.
　　 The Upshaw who had to go to the car wash while playing for his livelihood, the Upshaw who often let Link eat and drink, and the Upshaw who drove down below Link's apartment on time every day.
　　 From now on, I will say goodbye to Link forever.
"Damn it, wipe your tears. The reporter is here, I don't want our star to be crying when he appears in the newspaper tomorrow!" Brockman hurriedly handed a few pieces of paper to Link, Lin Ke held back his tears and wiped away the tears.
　　 But when he looked up to face the camera, his ruddy eyes still betrayed him.
　　 "Linke, congratulations. I believe you already know that 52 points is the highest score in a single game of the Development League! What do you want to say about achieving such an achievement?"
　　 The reporters brought the microphone to Link's mouth. Link once was nervous because of a reporter's interview. But after going back to the NBA for a while, Link is accustomed to this situation.
"I have to thank my teammates and coaches, thank them for their trust, they gave me a lot of mobile phone meetings. Similarly, I have to thank Zike, thank him for giving me strength. Finally, I have to thank my manager Carl Jones And Rockets coach Darrell Morey."
　　 At this point, the reporters thought that Link wanted to take the initiative to show his favor to the Rockets so that he could return to the NBA. But what Link wanted to say next made the reporters open their mouths.
　　 "Thank you for their hypocrisy and deception. They have made me grow a lot. Of course, this is not over yet. Sooner or later, they will pay for what they have done."
　　 After finishing speaking, Link, wearing the Upshaw No. 0 jersey, turned and left. The reporters were stunned. They didn't expect a draft pick to be so sturdy, even if they scold an unknown manager, even the general manager of the Rockets scolded along.
　　 The Rockets are China's home team? There is no home team at all, only endless benefits. Link has recognized these facts, and from now on, he will continue to be like today.
　　Go straight ahead.
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　　 Two hours after the game, the locker room was empty.
　　 After the game, everyone celebrated wildly for a long time. Since it is a development league game, there is no press conference after the game. Therefore, after the celebration, everyone will go back to their homes and prepare to end this legendary day.
　　 Link did not leave. After taking a good bath, he carefully hung Upshaw's No. 0 jersey, and then sat in the front of Upshaw's cabinet for a long time.
　　 At this time, Link's desire to gain a foothold in the NBA has become even stronger. Only now, he did this not only for money, but also to help Upshaw fulfill his dream.
　　 In Upshaw’s letter, in addition to going forward courageously, Link was also impressed by one sentence.
　　 "You are my dream and spiritual support for entering the NBA. If you fall, my dream will be broken."
　　 Now, Link is not only carrying himself, not only for his livelihood, but also for his best friends.
　　 looked at his watch, it was late, and Link stood up and was about to go home. He had just walked out of the locker room, but his phone rang.
　　 At first, Link thought it was Carl Jones or Morey. The money greedy Jones would definitely beg himself to re-sign, and Morey would definitely find a way to squeeze his commercial value. But no matter what these two guys said, he would never believe them anymore.
　　 However, when Link took out his cell phone, the caller ID was an unfamiliar number. Link curled his lips, but still pressed the answer button.
　　 "Hello, this is Link."
"Hello Link, your performance tonight is amazing. 52 points, 26 points in the second half and 26 points each, and the last penalty was deliberately missed. Your good intentions will definitely make Upshaw feel very Take comfort."
　　 Link frowned, and the person on the phone from UU reading www.uukanshu.com accurately guessed that he only wanted 52 points for today.
　　 "Who are you?" So Link asked curiously.
"Oh, sorry, I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Jeff Austin, and I am the manager of Autocon Basketball Economics. I heard that you have already terminated your contract with Carl Jones, so I think you will need me. Help. A player who scored 52 points in the Development League deserves a contract from an NBA team. And I will make it easier."
　　 When the other party said that he was a manager, Link almost didn't hang up the phone directly. After all, the affairs of Carl Jones made Link very resistant to managers.
　　 But the name Jeff Austin made Link hesitate. He always felt that the name was very familiar, but he couldn't remember who it was for a while.
"I know that Carl Jones has messed up your NBA career. But... IMHO, he is just a layman. What you need is professional help from professionals, and I, exactly A professional. You don’t need to rush to answer me. You can go home and rest for a few days. But if you need me, anytime, that’s right, call this call anytime. Even at four in the morning, I will get up. Answered. Okay, don't bother. Congratulations, and wish Zick all the best in heaven."
　　 In this way, the conversation between the two parties ended. Link stared at his phone, thinking for a while. Finally, his Adam's apple slid up and down, and Link swallowed.
　　 Jeff Austin, if the other person is really the Jeff Austin he knows... then this person is not lying, he is indeed a professional...