181: Chapter 181 A Battleground Descends! A War Between Three Women!

Two days later.

The eyes of basketball fans all over the world were focused on the Chesapeake Energy Arena in Oklahoma.

Game 7!

Imminent!

This was the toughest and most brutal game of the entire series.

The winner would advance to the Western Conference Finals.

The loser would go home and go fishing.

Lin Feng knew very well that tonight's Thunder would definitely fight like a cornered beast.

They would bet everything to defend their home court.

It was going to be the toughest battle of the entire series.

He needed to adjust himself to his best state.

Not just physically.

But mentally as well.

He needed to perform his magic once again in that hellish home court.

However.

Just one day before Game 7.

An unplanned storm quietly descended upon Los Angeles... inside the Lakers' practice facility.

The team was conducting their final closed practice session before flying to Oklahoma.

The atmosphere of the practice was unexpectedly relaxed.

Nick Young was animatedly bragging to the new trainer about his divine shot over Durant in G4.

Dwight Howard was wearing a pair of giant headphones, humming to himself while doing strength training, oblivious to everyone else.

Even the usually stern Kobe had a rare sense of relaxation on his face.

From 0-3 to 3-3.

They had already made history.

Now, the pressure was entirely on the opponent's side.

They were the barefoot challengers.

"Alright, guys!"

D'Antoni clapped his hands, ending today's practice.

"That's it for today."

"Go back and get some good rest, recharge your energy."

"Tomorrow, go to Oklahoma and bring that damn series back for me!"

"Whoo-hoo!"

The players let out a burst of excited shouts and walked out of the practice facility in small groups, arms around each other's shoulders.

The chance to make history was right before their eyes.

Everyone seemed very excited.

Only Lin Feng.

He didn't leave.

He waited until everyone was gone and then walked back onto the court alone silently.

He picked up a basketball.

He began to perform the most basic shooting drills.

He needed to adjust his mind to a state of absolute focus and absolute tranquility.

To deal with any emergencies that might arise during Game 7... Outside the practice facility.

The exit of the Staples Center player tunnel.

It was already crowded and blocked by a large number of reporters.

Cameras and microphones were ready and waiting.

Everyone wanted to dig up some big news about Game 7 from the players' mouths before the Lakers set off.

Time passed minute by minute.

The players walked out of the tunnel one after another.

But most of them were in a hurry, and in the face of reporters' questions, they just waved their hands and didn't respond.

The reporters were not discouraged.

They were waiting.

Waiting for the true protagonist to appear.

Nearly an hour later.

The sky had gradually darkened.

Just as the reporters were getting a little impatient.

That familiar figure finally appeared at the end of the tunnel.

Lin Feng finished his extra practice.

He changed into clean casual clothes, carried a simple backpack, and walked out.

The reporters were like sharks that smelled blood!

Instantly, they swarmed forward!

"Lin! Are you confident about tomorrow's Game 7?!"

"There are rumors of serious divisions within the Thunder. Is that the main reason you won three games in a row?!"

"Lin! Who do you think is the MVP of this series?!"

Countless questions rushed towards Lin Feng like a tide!

Flashlights flickered crazily, almost turning this night sky into day!

Lin Feng had long been accustomed to such scenes.

He didn't answer any questions.

He just politely waved to the camera.

Then, just as he was about to cross the crowd and walk to the parking lot.

A sudden change occurred!

A figure wearing a white dress, a mask, and a hat.

Carrying an exquisite thermos.

Squeezed in somewhat shyly from the other side of the reporter group.

She walked through the crowd and stood in front of Lin Feng.

Then, she took off her mask.

Revealing that angelic face that was enough to drive all of Asia crazy.

It was Yoona.

There was a gentle, girl-next-door smile on her face.

She handed the thermos in her hand to Lin Feng.

She said softly in Korean.

"Oppa, I made this ginseng chicken soup. Good luck."

The reporters around were stunned for a moment.

Then, a burst of even more violent, beast-like excitement erupted!

"Oh my god! It's Yuna Kim!"

"The center of a top global girl group! She actually came in person to bring soup to Lin Feng!"

"This is definitely tomorrow's front-page headline!"

Flashlights were pointed at Yoona and Lin Feng as if they were free!

However!

This was just the beginning!

While everyone's attention was focused on Yoona.

At the other end of the tunnel.

An even more powerful, queen-like aura descended!

A tall figure wearing giant sunglasses and bright red lipstick.

Under the escort of several burly bodyguards.

Directly parted the crowded reporters like Moses parting the Red Sea!

She walked straight to the other side of Lin Feng!

Then, she took off her sunglasses.

Revealing that face full of confidence and charm that was popular all over the world.

Taylor Swift!

She didn't even glance at Yoona beside Lin Feng.

Her gaze was fixed intensely on Lin Feng from beginning to end.

She reached out and naturally straightened Lin Feng's slightly messy collar.

Then, she said in a tone full of provocation and possessiveness.

"Darling, I've already booked my flight to Oklahoma."

"To watch my muse be crowned king in person."

Boom!

If Yoona's appearance was like throwing a bomb into the crowd.

Then Taylor Swift's words were no different from detonating a small nuclear bomb!

The reporters completely lost it!

Their brains had completely shut down!

They didn't even know who to photograph first!

One was a pure Asian goddess!

One was a passionate Western diva!

Two top goddesses with hundreds of millions of fans globally actually staged such an epic face-to-face confrontation for the same man at the same time and place!

This was no longer basketball news!

This was a super earthquake enough to blow up the global entertainment industry!

However!

When everyone thought this was the limit for tonight.

An even more suffocating third act took place.

Not far away.

Beside a black, extremely low-profile luxury van.

A woman in a black trench coat with a graceful figure was leaning there quietly.

There was a faint, playful smile on her face.

She didn't walk over.

She was just like a master chess player, admiring this wonderful chess game she had set up herself.

Scarlett Johansson.

At this moment, the air completely froze.

The crazy reporters around seemed to have been collectively pressed by a pause button!

Everyone's movements froze on the spot!

They looked at these three women, who respectively represented the peak of female charm in Asia, North America, and even the world.

They looked at the Eastern man who was surrounded by them in a bizarre formation.

Only one absurd and surreal thought remained in everyone's minds.

Is this world fucking real?

Lin Feng stood at the center of the storm.

On one side was Yoona's gentle protection, full of concern and dependence.

On the other side was Taylor's burning love, full of possession and conquest.

And not far away was Scarlett's queen-like scrutiny, full of control and playfulness.

He knew he had no way out.