My Name is Kobe Bryant

"Steve, I love playing with you!"

"Keep in touch, I look forward to your development as a star soon."

"This basketball is for you, remember today's 18 assists."

"You will be synonymous with the next point guard, believe in yourself!"

Nash was lying in the hotel room, holding a basketball on his chest, which was the game ball for this All-Star Rookie Challenge.

Kobe's words echoed in his ears all the time.

Recalling today's experience, Nash felt a little unreal. This is a plot that seems to only appear in a dream.

A player who averaged 3.3 points per game actually got an unimaginable record of assists on the All-Star stage.

18 assists!

Running on the court, passing the ball elusively again and again, drove the whole team and played an exaggerated offensive rhythm.

Isn't this exactly the scene in Nash's dream! And today it really came true.

A fringe player, the Water Fountain God of War, became one of the brightest players in this draft.

All thanks to Kobe.

Only Kobe always believed in his strength.

Only Kobe can turn his passes into goals again and again.

Only Kobe, let Nash start to know himself again!

I'm more than just a rookie averaging 3.3 points per game!

I will become stronger! Get stronger! Catch up with you who have run far!

That day, I believe, will not be far away.

Hold on, Kobe.

Next time I will not only act as a pendant, but I will come to your side openly! Fight side by side with you!

Nash grabbed the basketball in his hand and fell asleep.

In the dream, he was running happily on the field.

In the dream, he received honors one after another.

In the dream, he became the MVP.

"Huh? Ask me to help you participate in the slam dunk contest."

Steve Nash never imagined that the day he would fight side by side with Kobe would come so soon.

Just after waking up from sleep, Kobe's phone call came.

"Xiaoyu woke up today and found some bruises on his head, accompanied by symptoms of a mild concussion. The doctor advised him to stay in bed, so there is a lack of someone to help me pass the ball."

"No? Why was the little fish so strong yesterday that he had a concussion today." Nash was a little confused, always feeling that there was some story behind it that he didn't understand.

"I heard that the basketball fell from the sky and hit his head, poor little fish."

Nash thought about it for a long time, but he never thought, why would the blue ball fall from the sky?

Then we're away from home! Isn't it dangerous?

"Don't worry about so many details, Steve."

"Alright then." Nash agreed.

"OK! Let's go to the training hall to practice first!"

Nash wanted to ask, is it really okay to start practicing now after the game will be played tonight.

But thinking that it seems that he only needs to pass the ball with contact and cooperation, Kobe should be ready for other actions, right?

"Daddy! I'm so happy! I can see Kobe dunking live!"

"I will definitely be able to become a flying man like Kobe in the future! Right?" The big-eyed cute god wore Kobe's No. 8 jersey, and sat in a very front seat, dancing, shaking his neck and head.

"Uh, right." Dell Curry was a little unconfident. He was a complete floor shooter. Could his son evolve into a dunker? Dell Curry is a little uncertain.

Especially the current little Curry, who is short and thin, and his arms are so thin that they seem to be broken if he is not careful. Dell Curry suspects that his son has no fate with basketball in this life.

"Great! Wait, I want to ask Kobe for an autograph! Will he sign it for me?"

Dell Curry thinks he still has this face.

"Must, your father will help you get it done!"

"cool!"

Seeing the happy expression on the little Curry who often disliked him, Dell Curry smiled gratifiedly.

At this moment, a young man who was only 13 years old but looked like 23 years old held a ticket awkwardly and found a seat near the sidelines.

He is a full 1.8 meters tall, wearing a tight-fitting sweatshirt, but the sneakers on his feet are brand new, and they were a gift from Kobe.

"Hey, buddy, are you sitting here?" Odom, with a gentle face, looked at the embarrassed James and pulled him to his side.

"Hello, Mr. Lamar, I didn't expect to meet you here." James was polite, and Odom's kind attitude made him feel that the current No. 1 high school student in the United States is really a good person!

"Hey, you're LeBron. Kobe and I talked about you, would sit next to me, and he said you were very talented."

James opened his mouth wide. Although he knew that Kobe gave him tickets and a lot of sports equipment, he thought it was charity for poor children. LeBron didn't expect that this was a move made by Kobe who appreciated him.

Today's strongest rookie king, the superstar who challenged Jordan's throne, would actually say that I am very talented! ?

James was dizzy from the huge information. He, who has always been mature, was a little surprised when he heard the news.

"Don't be restrained, little brother. Since my boss Kobe agrees with you, then you are also my half brother." Odom patted James on the shoulder.

When a No. 1 high school student in the United States said to an unknown junior high school student that he would accept you as his younger brother, how could James refuse to agree.

The future basketball emperor is currently just a junior high school student with no fame, no strength, and no body.

"Thanks, brother."

Odom smiled gratifiedly. It turns out that there are younger brothers who feel this way. Then I must be a good big brother like Kobe!

"I will take you to see Kobe later, and I will teach you two tricks with him."

Kobe didn't expect that the chosen son, the future basketball emperor, who he didn't dare to accept, would be accepted by Odom as his younger brother by such a coincidence.

If Odom is Kobe's younger brother, James is Odom's younger brother. So doesn't James become Kobe's? ? ?

After many years, Odom still can't believe that he just accepted a younger brother at that time. He will become the emperor of basketball in the future.

The left-handed magician and the chosen son formed a bond like this.

"Hey Kobe! Me and my little brother will blow you away today!"

In the locker room, Kevin Garnett looked excited and pulled his younger brother Chris Karl to Kobe and Nash.

"Hehe." Kobe responded to Garnett with an extremely friendly smile.

"Chris is the best! His youthful blood melted the ice in Minnesota! This time! He will beat you for me!"

"oh."

Seeing that Kobe agreed with his opinion, Garnett couldn't help being even more proud. He wished he could do a few push-ups right away to vent his passion!

Youth is watching your buddies, to beat the evil Kobe Bryant!

Guess - how many regular season MVPs appeared in this chapter?