NBA: Basketball Legend.

Chapter 110: Chapter 110: Kim Kardashian’s Stunning Cameo and the Hype After the Game!

Chapter 110: Kim Kardashian’s Stunning Cameo and the Hype After the Game!

Final Game Stats:

Chen Yan: 52 points, 11 assists, 10 steals, 4 rebounds

Stoudemire: 23 points, 12 rebounds, 2 blocks

Nash: 17 points, 13 assists

Dior: 10 points, 5 assists, 7 rebounds

Raja Bell: 11 points

The Suns’ Big Three combined for an insane 92 points!

Every starter scored in double digits, and even the bench guys showed out. The whole squad clicked tonight—offense, defense, hustle, everything.

Meanwhile, the Knicks? They slipped back to the locker room the moment the final buzzer hit. Can’t blame them. The loss was brutal. Most of the roster looked like they were just collecting paychecks out there, but hey, pride still matters—even in a blowout.

As Chen Yan walked through the tunnel, the New York crowd gave him a standing ovation, treating him more like a hero than an opponent.

”Chen! I love you!”

”You were unstoppable tonight!”

”Come to New York! Play for the Knicks!”

”MSG is your stage, man! You belong here!”

The fans were going wild. Unlike the cold shoulder they gave their own team, they were showering Chen with love. He stopped to sign some autographs, soaking in the moment.

Then, he did something unexpected—he took off his game-worn sneakers, pulled out the insoles, and handed them to a young Chinese girl in the crowd wearing his Suns No. 0 jersey. The gesture sent the crowd into a frenzy.

Those shoes were history. Chen Yan just dropped a 52-point triple-double with 10 steals—a stat line the league had never seen. Those kicks were iconic now.

He made sure to avoid a repeat of last time, where a post-game jersey toss led to a fan pile-up and an injured security guard. This time, he kept it controlled, walking over to hand the shoes directly to the girl.

Then, a voice called out from the side—an American woman, confident and flirtatious:

”Chen, can you sign my jersey?”

Chen looked up—and froze.

It was Kim Kardashian.

Back in this era, her plastic surgery hadn’t gone full throttle yet, but she was still easily recognizable. What threw Chen off, though, was what she was wearing.

She took off her coat, revealing a bikini-modified Suns No. 0 jersey.

Chen raised an eyebrow, letting out a dry chuckle as he lifted his hands, palms up.

”Seriously?”

Kim bit her lip and gave him a look—yeah, that look. She clearly wanted more than just a signature. Hell, she was probably hoping he’d slide her his number too.

But Chen didn’t hesitate.

”Sorry,” he said coolly. ”The jersey isn’t just a uniform—it represents the soul of a team. Turning it into a bikini? That’s not it. That’s disrespect.”

With that, he turned around and walked off.

The tunnel echoed with laughter from Knicks fans who had caught the whole thing. Kim stood there, lips pursed, trying to keep her composure. Chen wasn’t blind—her body was top-tier, sure. But he had zero interest in chasing clout chasers, especially ones like her.

He could already picture the disaster: a one-night stand, then headlines the next morning.

”Kim: Chen Yan lasted X minutes!”

”Chen likes it rough!”

No thanks.

He was just getting started in the league. He didn’t need off-court drama dragging him down.

Still, Kim made sure to spin the situation.

”Even though Chen turned me down,” she told local media nearby, ”I’m still obsessed. I’ll be waiting for his call, anytime.”

Classic Kim. Even rejection was a marketing tool.

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Back in the Locker Room

”Yo! Chen! There he is!” shouted Azubuike as he walked in, with Barea right behind, both pulling him in for high-fives and hugs.

The Suns locker room was lit. Energy. Laughter. Swagger. Everyone was hyped.

”Bro, Knicks fans were literally lined up just to get your autograph, and they were wearing Knicks gear!” Stoudemire said, slapping Chen on the back.

”MSG is your house now, man,” Dior said with a grin, sipping from his ever-present hand-brewed coffee. That guy took coffee as seriously as his defense.

”New York fans love you, man,” Nash added, smiling from across the room.

Chen Yan shrugged. ”They don’t really love me. They love anyone who drops big numbers in their building.”

He wasn’t wrong. New York had been starving for a hero for years. With the Knicks in rebuild mode forever, fans had latched onto visiting stars like Kobe, Iverson, LeBron—anyone who gave them a glimpse of greatness.

After the game, New York’s media outlets went into full meltdown mode. Headlines screamed disbelief, disappointment, and dark humor.

New York Sports: ”Massacre at Madison Square Garden!”

Jason Leather, from the New York Daily News, didn’t hold back:

”Chen’s 50-point triple-double looked effortless—like he was texting while hooping.”

Dunleavy, beat reporter for the Knicks, added with a smirk:

”Big thanks to the Knicks for folding early. I actually got to binge a couple episodes of my show before halftime.”

Even ESPN’s Tim Mahon got in on the roast:

”Honestly, let fans sub in. At least they’d look like they gave a damn.”

And when die-hard Knicks fan Spike Lee was asked for his take outside the arena, he looked like a man who’d seen ghosts.

”I’m gonna have nightmares from this one. Real talk—I might not show up at MSG for a while.”

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Post-Game Press Conference – Phoenix Suns

In the Suns’ media room, Chen Yan sat calm and composed, still dripping with the energy of his historic performance.

”Our team was locked in,” Chen said, voice steady. ”We had our highest-scoring game this season, our biggest margin of victory, and we set an all-time league record with 50 fast break points. We were clicking like a well-oiled machine.”

A reporter asked, ”Chen, how did it feel hearing the away crowd chant ’MVP’ for you?”

Chen smiled, ”Felt like I was playing back home. That energy was wild.”

Another journalist leaned in, ”You dropped a 50-point triple-double and shot 74% from the field. Insane efficiency. How’d you manage that?”

Chen leaned back with a shrug.

”Honestly? I told my guys mid-game—I didn’t feel like anyone was guarding me.”

It wasn’t arrogance. It was just facts.

”Right now you’re leading the league in scoring,” a reporter pointed out. ”Are you gunning for the scoring title?”

Chen shook his head.

”Individual awards don’t matter to me. I’ve got one goal—win a championship.”

That line landed with weight. His tone? Cold, focused, real.

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Post-Game Press Conference – New York Knicks

On the Knicks’ side, Isaiah Thomas, both head coach and GM, looked like he’d aged five years in two hours.

”Bottom line? They were hot. We weren’t.”

When asked about Chen’s performance, Thomas gave a tight nod:

”Great player. No doubt he’ll be an All-Star soon.”

But his voice lacked energy. With the Knicks spiraling and the media circling like vultures, the pressure on the ”Smiling Assassin” was anything but light.

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League-Wide Reactions

Chen’s 50+ triple-double with 10 steals in just three quarters didn’t just rock New York—it sent shockwaves through the NBA.

Charles Barkley, on TNT that night, was practically yelling:

”50 and 10 steals in THREE quarters?! This dude better start showing some mercy. Or maybe the NBA needs to catch up!”

LeBron James tweeted:

”Chen always called himself a team player. I didn’t believe it—until now. That stat line? Pure team dominance.”

Dwyane Wade was speechless:

”Man... WOW. That’s all I got.”

Kobe Bryant, in a locker room interview, cracked a grin:

”This kid’s so good I forgot he’s a rookie. Straight killer out there.”

Magic Johnson chimed in too, naturally:

”Everyone focuses on his scoring, but tonight he showed the world his vision. His passing, especially in transition? Surgical. Chen Yan has unlimited potential. As for the Knicks—may God help ’em tonight.”

Even Kevin Durant, who had just wrapped up his own game, joined the postgame banter with his signature mix of shade and humor:

”Heard Chen dropped a 50-point triple-double tonight. Gotta watch the tape when I get home. But for real—10 steals? I’m not inviting him to my house. He might swipe my PlayStation!”

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