The No.1 Anti-Fans in Basketball-Chapter 79: I Will Date Taylor Swift

The next day during training, Hansen was paying attention to James’s reaction.

James was in a rather good mood, with a smile constantly on his face.

His team must have told him about what happened on social media yesterday, but it seemed he didn’t care about those things.

This was like when a subject praised Emperor Song Zhenzong, claiming his great achievements were comparable to those of the Emperors of the Qin and Han dynasties, and that he should go to Mount Tai for the Fengshan sacrifice.

At that moment, an adviser would try to stop him, given that Song Zhenzong didn’t actually have significant achievements and was just an average ruler, not even considered a revitalizing force.

If he insisted on performing the sacrifice at Mount Tai, it might invite controversy and could even leave a negative mark in the history books.

The advisers spoke the truth, but whose words would Emperor Song Zhenzong prefer to hear? And what would he do?

History had already provided the answer.

James’s reaction had dispelled Hansen’s last bit of concern.

He could now envision himself exchanging for the Talent of shooting, and breaking through with an enhanced performance.

However, during this training session, Hansen had a minor issue as he felt some discomfort in his groin.

After training ended, he went to see the team doctor for an examination.

The team doctor took him to a partnered hospital for the examination, and the final diagnosis was a bodily response to excessive fatigue.

To help Hansen better understand, the team doctor explained a term to him: "rookie wall."

After joining the NBA, most rookies would hit a wall at some point where it felt like their progress was blocked by an invisible barrier.

The reasons for the rookie wall could vary, commonly attributed to not being able to adapt to the high-intensity NBA schedule, leading to fatigue or even injuries.

Hansen was experiencing something similar.

Not to mention that Hansen came from the NCAA Second Division—players from the First-tier Alliance usually played only about thirty games a season.

That was less than three months’ worth of NBA games.

Not to mention, the density of the NBA schedule was far greater than that of the NCAA.

"Furthermore, the weight you gained this summer has added a greater physical burden, coupled with your training volume and changes in your playing style, which is a cumulative result," the team doctor advised, considering his personal situation.

Finally, his advice to Hansen was to ensure proper post-game and post-training care, including details like icing.

Reduce his training volume to gradually adapt to the intensity of the NBA schedule and then slowly return to his original training volume as he adjusts.

Apart from that, ensure sufficient sleep and minimize staying up late.

It must be said that the team doctor was quite professional.

After all, though Cleveland was small, it had a relatively advanced medical industry.

After leaving the hospital, Hansen checked the Anti-Fans System.

He had previously only focused on improving his playing talents and hadn’t paid attention to injuries.

After looking around, he only found one Talent in the First Tier that could increase his body’s durability called "Steel Bones," which required 2 million Anti-Fans points.

He was still far from that.

It seemed that he could only do as the team doctor suggested for now. More importantly than how well he played was staying on the court.

How many NBA players had their careers ruined by injuries? He certainly didn’t want to become the next one.

It was around this time that the annual NBA All-Star voting kicked off.

The All-Star game was in mid-February, and there was still over a month to go, but voting was conducted in four rounds, so it started even earlier.

Based on the existing rules, each team would submit a four-person preliminary list to the League, and only those on this list would appear on the voting interface.

The Cavaliers provided James, O’Neal, Mo Williams, and Hansen.

Besides the list, teams also campaigned for those included. This year, the Cavaliers were no exception.

The public relations department asked those on the list to come up with a slogan for themselves to be used in the promotional materials.

Hansen was being heavily targeted by opponents, and though theoretically, he should have amped up his shooting practice, he had to cut it down due to physical fatigue, unavoidably leading to some anxiety.

So, when it came to participating in the All-Star game, he wasn’t initially that interested.

What really intrigued him now was the Anti-Fans value.

Because only by exchanging his shooting talent early and starting intensive training sooner could he escape his current disadvantageous situation.

The method of boosting James’s popularity was very successful; his Anti-Fans value was still increasing.

But this thing required the right opportunity and control over frequency. If you keep it at high intensity continuously, even James would realize something was off.

So, he needed to combine it with other methods.

But getting chosen for the All-Star main game was unlikely, and such canvassing wouldn’t make much sense, especially since these weren’t Anti-Fans...

Hm?

Suddenly, Hansen felt like Kennedy in a convertible, his mind wide open.

Maybe he could still use this as a chance to attract hate?

After all, this was official team information, visible to the entire League.

He could make exaggerated statements like, "Vote me into the All-Star, and I’ll become the All-Star Game MVP."

But then again, that seemed a bit too clownish.

He scanned his memory for all the bizarre canvassing techniques he’d seen over the years, and quickly, a perfect idea popped into his mind.

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David Griffin was responsible for this year’s All-Star publicity for the team.

Besides slogans, he also had to create highlight reels and even send promotional emails to fans who had bought tickets.

The immense workload inevitably led to fatigue, especially after staring at the computer, causing his eyes to swell and ache.

At that moment, his assistant brought him some promotional phrases.

Rubbing his eyes, he skimmed through them, and when he saw what Hansen had written, he instantly snapped awake. ƒгeeweɓn૦vel.com

Because it read: Please vote me into the All-Star, and after becoming an All-Star, I will start dating Taylor Swift!

Was this some kind of prank from a staff member?

He went straight to find Hansen, eventually locating him in the medical room, where he was receiving therapy from the team doctor.

"Yes, that’s the slogan I chose," Hansen confirmed.

This inspiration came from the incident between Embiid and Rihanna back in the day.

After a similar stunt, Embiid pulled in four to five hundred thousand votes.

Of course, the number of votes wasn’t the focus. The point was Embiid’s maneuver, which, although not as shocking as Durant saying he wanted to drink Scarlett’s bathwater, still got him massively trolled.

As a Cameroonian Frenchman from Africa, Embiid was already unpopular in the United States, yet he dared to pursue the American goddess Rihanna—how could he not be mocked?

Coincidentally, Hansen, as an East University Asian in the United States, was at the bottom of the racial discrimination chain.

As for why he chose Swift, that was based on an online search result.

In the past year, Swift had been the hottest female celebrity in the United States, described perfectly in four words: red to the point of purple.

This year at the MTV Video Music Awards, she snatched the "Best Female Video" award from Beyonce, provoking Kanye West to storm the stage and grab the microphone in defense of Beyonce;

She also seized the title of Artist of the Year from Michael Jackson at the American Music Awards.

Following that, she became the cover girl for the prestigious music magazine Rolling Stone.

A good singer, white, with a pure face; it was hard for her not to be popular in the United States.

So there you go. Hansen said he wanted to date Swift, and others only had one reaction: In your dreams, you’re just a toad lusting after swan meat!

See, there came the Anti-Fans value.