30 points + 5 rebounds + 5 assists + 2 steals + 2 blocks.
Scoring composition: 6 two-pointers + 5 three-pointers + 3 free throws.
6*2000 + 5*3000 + 3*1000 + 5*200 + 5*300 + 2*500 + 2*500 = 34,500 US dollars.
Hmm.
A decent game, but definitely not a blowout performance, was enough for Su Yan to earn 34,500 US dollars.
The current exchange rate is 6.8.
Converted into Dragon Country currency, that is: 234,600.
Hiss~
Earning 230,000 for one game, this is f*cking... awesome!!!
Moreover.
This is only the money-earning standard for Level 1. If it were Level 2, or Level 3, or even higher, it would increase further.
It would only be more then.
Maybe... in a completely unremarkable game, I could earn a million without even breaking a sweat?
Hiss... I'm earning too much, I can't even imagine it.
Basketball, huh~ I suddenly understand why "Zhiyin Ge" likes it so much.
Oh, right.
There is also a Level 1 Privilege Gift Pack and a Novice Gift Pack, which means... every time the level increases, there will be a Privilege Gift Pack.
That's good.
With a thought, Su Yan suppressed the joy in his heart and opened the two Gift Packs.
[Level 1 Privilege Gift Pack opened. Reward: Max Level Three-Pointer, a three-point ability that surpasses peak Stephen Curry, characterized by its sheer unreasonableness.]
[P.S.: Three points are one point more than two points. The basketball arcs across the sky, pierces the net, and the wonderful swishing sound is truly delightful!]
[Novice Gift Pack: Basic Physical Enhancement. After enhancement, the host's various physical talents and standards reach the NBA average level.]
[P.S.: No one is perfect, except for the host. Even at the entry level, the host is the most formidable existence in this tier.]
This means.
A point guard who can enter the NBA has decent speed, ball handling, passing, and shooting skills.
But they might largely ignore confrontation and Rim Protection ability.
A Center who can enter the NBA has decent defense, Rim Protection, and Blocking ability.
But their speed, ball handling, and shooting ability might not meet the standard.
Su Yan, however, possesses all of these.
His overall strength is above the NBA average, and when paired with the Max Level Three-Pointer, he can definitely become a starter on a team.
His designation might be: [Elite Shooter].
After the System finished speaking.
Su Yan felt a warm current flowing throughout his body, giving him a very comfortable feeling, but it lasted only for an instant.
Everything returned to normal.
He clenched his fists, felt the obvious increase in strength, moved his shoulders, and felt his body become much lighter.
"Not bad."
Su Yan smiled slightly, "This is the NBA. Without the Max Level Three-Pointer and this body, it would probably be difficult to farm money."
If someone observed him, they would notice a strange, inexplicable confidence about him.
Now that he possesses the ability to play, the other question is... how to get on the court.
Obviously.
Before the System enhancement, Su Yan was a total weakling, most likely a Benchwarmer.
Even during Garbage Time.
He might not have gotten a chance to play.
Substitute players like Bill Walker, Larry Hughes, and others stood up to warm up, preparing to enter the game.
Su Yan also stood up, and as if warming up, quickly walked back and forth 20 steps.
He glanced at the System again.
[Amount: 20 US dollars].
???
Just walking around really earns money.
I suddenly have the idea of slacking off.
If I walk ten thousand steps a day, I can easily earn ten thousand US dollars. Why bother playing basketball or needing anything more?
Can't I just lie flat?
While not guaranteeing immense wealth, being free from worry about food and drink is certainly guaranteed.
But then he thought again... walking ten thousand steps, exhausted, to earn ten thousand US dollars, versus hitting one Three-point Shot to earn three thousand US dollars.
Suddenly.
He hesitated again.
I might as well play. The outcome doesn't matter anyway. Wouldn't I be an idiot not to earn this free big money?!
Thinking of this.
He then considered how to get onto the court.
Without a word, Su Yan rushed to Coach D'Antoni as if riding a Hot Wheels, grabbing his leg.
"Coach, I want to play basketball! Let me get on the court!!!"
Su Yan stared at Coach D'Antoni, his eyes incredibly sincere—a look of extreme desire to play ball.
His eyes emitted a dazzling light.
This made D'Antoni feel somewhat blinded, making it impossible for him to refuse.
Wait, there's no need for this, right?
Does he have to be so earnest? It's a bit overwhelming.
Besides, isn't Garbage Time precisely when you're supposed to go on the court and help boost the team's popularity?
Otherwise, why sign a 10-day short-term contract?
You, just like McGrady, are currently the team's Cash Cow.
McGrady has the popularity of being one of the four great shooting guards.
You have looks + Dragon Country identity.
As for talent and strength, let's not talk about those things; discussing them too much hurts feelings.
D'Antoni pulled Su Yan up and laughed, "Alright, alright. Seeing Su Yan's great passion for basketball.
You must be allowed to play."
"Thank you, Coach!"
"Thump!"
Fearing D'Antoni might change his mind, Su Yan immediately ran onto the court the instant the timeout ended.
As soon as he entered the court.
A wave of murmuring discussion spread through the stands.
"That New York Knicks player wearing the No. 7 jersey, what a... handsome man!"
"His skin looks so pale! I'm considered pale among girls, but I feel like my skin isn't as good as his!"
"He's tall, has good skin, and his physique for playing basketball must be great. He also smiles very brightly!
Wait.
Is he really a basketball player?"
"I love him, I love him!"
"Is there a possibility that he's a Male Vase, specifically put on the court to attract girls like us?!"
"That must be the truth!"
"Then the reason to come watch the game at Madison Square Garden... is even stronger!!!"
"..."
The discussions in the front row of the stands were loud, especially among many young Misses, who were covering their mouths, swooning.
They were completely captivated by Su Yan's high attractiveness and good physique.
Courtside.
D'Antoni felt the sudden commotion in the arena, crossed his arms, and a smile played on his lips: "Indeed... this is why we signed Su Yan!"
Su Yan also noticed the anomaly.
He knew very well that this was definitely not because of his skills.
What the hell... so I'm just a vase!
While silently complaining internally, Su Yan's feet never stopped moving; he kept walking around.
One step equals one US dollar; this money comes really fast.
The game hadn't even started yet, maybe only a few dozen seconds had passed.
Su Yan quietly earned 100 US dollars, which converts to 680 Yuan in Tianchao currency.
Working one minute a day and fiercely earning 20,000 a month—why bother with anything else? Suddenly... Su Yan wanted to lie flat again.
The main game began.
There were 5 minutes left. The Thunder also fielded all substitutes, and the score difference was 20 points.
The New York Knicks were on offense.
Larry Hughes dribbled the ball past half-court.
Su Yan quickly rushed toward the frontcourt, constantly moving to position, looking very active. In reality... he was constantly farming money!
US dollar +1.
US dollar +1.
US dollar +1!!!