"Boss, let me touch it for a while. This is a divine hand. In Chinese, Boss, you are the divine palm of Tathagata?" Clay said to Lin Yi in English with Chinese.

Lin Yi, who was looking up at Staples, almost broke his waist. Lin Yi looked at Clay seriously, "Synony No. 9, how can you say, "You, He Xiu?"

Lin Yi's Chinese sentence cannot be found in Clay. Clay, who has been fascinated by B station recently replied: "My name is Ke Duxiu."

puff!

Niu Bi and Lin Yi felt that Clay could already open a Chinese training class.

Touching Clay's head, Lin Yi sighed from the bottom of his heart: "Oh... I feel so good that this kind of future pervert will definitely be my little brother!"

Clay's admiration for Lin Yi is like a continuous river, but Clay doesn't know that Lin Yi also has a sense of awe for Clay...

During the pause, Lin Yi looked up at the scoreboard. There were 4 minutes and 57 seconds left in this quarter. Lin Yi has now scored 24 points...

It seems that you can try a single-section score record?

Lin Yi felt that it was time to have a private chat with D'Antoni.

Coach, how do we change our tactics?

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ps: The eighth update is here!
Chapter completed!