Chapter 35
At the end of the third quarter, the Pistons led the Kings 93-75 by 18 points. Zhou Yi played almost the entire third quarter, scoring 12 points. Although his scoring was lower than before, he coordinated the Pistons’ overall offense, delivering 4 assists in that quarter.
“Must be tired, right?” Mo Keer, sitting on the Pistons’ bench, saw Zhou Yi leave the court and quickly stood up to hand him a bottle of water, asking concerningly.
“Hehe, it’s okay!” Zhou Yi took the water and gulped down a few sips, smiling.
Seeing Zhou Yi’s face covered in sweat, Mo Keer quickly grabbed a towel from a staff member and gently wiped him down. Watching the girl earnestly help him wipe his sweat, Zhou Yi felt a warmth in his heart and was tempted to pull her into his arms. But seeing the people sitting nearby and thinking about his own sweat, he dismissed the idea and simply looked at Mo Keer tenderly.
“Uh, Zhou, you’re so lucky! To have such a beautiful girlfriend? Alas, poor me…” Bynum, watching Zhou Yi’s happy expression, couldn’t help but feel jealous.
Zhou Yi smiled awkwardly, rubbed the back of his head helplessly, and said, “Be content. Didn’t you say you had many girlfriends?”
“Uh, that… I was just joking!” Bynum gave Zhou Yi a glare and then glanced at Mo Keer before falling silent.
After wiping Zhou Yi down, Mo Keer pulled him to sit down. At that moment, Zhou Yi calmed down and looked at Mo Keer, unable to help but smile.
“What are you smiling at?” Mo Keer asked curiously.
“You wearing my jersey is a bit… strange!” Zhou Yi replied hesitantly with a smile.
Mo Keer frowned slightly, looked at her clothes, and said, “Strange? Oh, it’s a bit big, so it doesn’t fit well. What’s wrong? Do I not look good in your jersey?”
“You look great! Of course you do! How could you not look good? You look great in anything! Hehe…” Zhou Yi quickly laughed.
“Really?” Mo Keer asked with pouted lips.
“Of course! When have I ever lied to you?” Zhou Yi replied seriously.
“Mm.” Mo Keer nodded happily, wanting to rest her head on Zhou Yi’s shoulder.
“There’s too much sweat; it’ll dirty your clothes!” Zhou Yi warned, then gave Mo Keer a wink.
Mo Keer looked around, smiled, and nodded.
In a corner of the audience, a girl wearing wide sunglasses kept staring intently at Zhou Yi’s movements. When she saw Zhou Yi and another girl looking affectionate, she quickly took off her sunglasses and gazed fixedly at that girl.
“Is this girl his girlfriend? Why does she look a bit like me?” Xiang Yun murmured curiously, but there was an unmistakable hint of jealousy in her voice.
After chatting casually with Mo Keer, John Kuster walked over to Zhou Yi and asked with a smile, “Zhou, are you going to play again?”
“Yes,” Zhou Yi replied briefly.
“Hehe, good. Get ready; you’ll be on the court soon,” Kuster said with a smile.
By now, almost 4 minutes of the fourth quarter had passed. Seeing that Zhou Yi was ready, Kuster seized the opportunity to call a timeout and substituted him in.