Chapter 726: Chapter 495: You Are the Worst Batch I’ve Ever Taught (Combined) Chapter 726: Chapter 495: You Are the Worst Batch I’ve Ever Taught (Combined) Kevin Durant is the second most popular rising star in Dallas.

Ranked ahead of him is the universally acknowledged heir to Shaquille O’Neal, Dwight Howard.

In terms of honors, Howard can hardly hold a candle to him.

In terms of commercial value, centers have always been at a disadvantage.

But like O’Neal, Howard enjoys playing the clown and amusing others, giving him a natural advantage in winning over fans.

In the eyes of outsiders, Durant too is an approachable star, but only Durant knows how much of his down-to-earth persona is an act.

It’s like Paul Pierce trying to perfect his craft at acting school for a hundred years but still unable to replace Wang Baoqiang in the “Embarrassing” series. Durant is that Paul Pierce. If there were no point of reference, everyone might like him better, but the one he faces is Howard.

Howard’s goofy charm is as natural as Chen He in the first four seasons of “iPartment,” completely merging with Zeng Xiaoxian. His approachability outshines Durant’s in front of cameras, in the eyes of fans, and in the hearts of journalists.

Thus, Howard becomes the most watched star during the All-Star weekend.

After practice on the afternoon of the All-Star game, Durant returned to his hotel, ordered some snacks, turned on his computer, and logged into his burner Twitter account.

The basketball headlines were dominated by that name that’s hard to surpass–how had Frye managed to switch between four different female companions, all European actors and models, within three days in Dallas?

Comments below suggested that Fei was the modern Wilt Chamberlain.

Fei’s fans were furious: “Frye would never complain about the poor skills of Asian women after sleeping with twenty thousand of them!”

Durant couldn’t help but reply to this person, “How do you know he wouldn’t? Are you suggesting that Asian women are highly skilled?”

Then he moved on to another topic.

Veteran journalist David Aldridge said, “I prefer Dwight over KD. He is a dominant inside player with some physical qualities we’ve never seen before, and more importantly, he’s more of a people’s player than KD!”

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This was certainly Durant’s least favorite subject.

Everyone was shaping him into a great superstar, but in Dallas, Howard just had to flash his dumb smile to win more affection–is this fair?

Durant left a reply, “Why do you say that? Because he’s more of a fool than KD? Do you just simply like fools?”

In less than five minutes, Durant had left more than a dozen replies from his burner account, none of them positive, and even the least offensive were tinged with purposely argumentative sophistry.

The last person he replied to was Kwame Brown.

Brown had tweeted a photo featuring a small black hand and the butt of an unidentified woman, with the caption: “I also had a good practice today. #StayHungry #InvincibleKingInside”
Durant commented, “Kwame ‘Small Hands Can’t Cover a Woman’s Butt’ Brown, the Invincible King.”

After sending that last message, Durant felt all his displeasure vanish.

He breathed a sigh of relief.

As the Western All-Star starter, he was determined to perform well that night to vie for the AMVP.

It would be the best gift for himself in his first starting selection to the All-Star game, as well as the best way to show the gap between Howard and himself.

Moreover, Nike also wanted to see him strive for an honor of his own.

Before the start of the All-Star game that evening, the venue held a grand event.

The All-Star game was held at Cowboys Stadium, a huge multipurpose stadium normally used for football games, with a seating capacity of one hundred thousand.

Thanks to Dirk Nowitzki, Dallas People showed tremendous support for this All-Star game, and the venue drew an audience of over eighty thousand, leaving virtually no empty seats from the players’ perspective.

This All-Star game held a special symbolic meaning.

It was not only the first All-Star game of the new decade but also the first time since the ’90s that Shaquille O’Neal had missed out on this stage made for him.

The current O’Neal was showing signs of age, just like Fei had teased Kwame Brown back in the day, “That guy will get old eventually.”

O’Neal had aged, but Brown was no longer in his prime either.

However, with O’Neal gone, there were still pranksters at the All-Star game.

Dwight Howard enthusiastically showcased his goofy charms, as if to tell the audience not to be sad about O’Neal’s declining years; they would get an even greater entertainer.

The stars took turns performing on stage.

Durant approached Fei and said, “Frye, I want to ask for your help.”

This was unusual.

Fei and Durant had been teammates for two and a half seasons, and this was the first time the other had actively sought his help.

“What do you need?” Fei asked.

“I want to be this year’s AMVP,” Durant said.

“That’s it?” Fei appeared indifferent.

Honestly, to him, AMVP was meaningless, a lowly honor not worth boasting about.

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But Durant said earnestly, “That’s it.”

“I can’t help you with that,” Fei responded. “You need to put up impressive numbers, and we also need to win. And don’t expect anyone else to help you; I surely won’t be collaborating with those two from the Lakers Team.”

“As long as you don’t object, I can fight for the honor on my own,” Durant said.

“I have no objections,” Fei replied.

“Great!” The Son of America suddenly became optimistic, “If I win the AMVP, I’ll make sure the whole world knows that one-third of this trophy belongs to you.”