Boston, TD Garden
"Kai Chen has gone completely insane, and the Boston Celtics are in a desperate situation!"
"His offensive skills are terrifying; he has already scored 56 points in this game!"
"And don't overlook his defense—Jayson Tatum, the man he's guarding, has scored only 10 points!"
At the TNT commentary desk courtside, Smith and O'Neal were completely hyped.
It wasn't just the commentators—the Clippers' bench was a sea of joy at this moment.
In contrast, the Celtics fans in the arena were silent, overwhelmed by Kai's relentless scoring onslaught.
Dallas, Texas
Luka, watching the game, felt the smile on his face gradually freeze.
Just an hour ago, he had thought the stronger the opponent he needed to defeat, the better.
That way, the victory would be more meaningful, more challenging.
But as the game went on, Luka gradually realized things might not be so simple.
This new rookie from Duke University was far stronger than he had imagined.
"Jaylen, turn off the TV."
After a moment of thought, Luka patted Jaylen Brunson on the shoulder beside him. "Let's go train."
"I was just thinking the same thing."
Brunson stood up, turned off the TV, and followed Luka back to the arena for extra practice.
As a superstar from Villanova University, Brunson had secretly vowed—ever since losing to Kai Chen in the NCAA finals—that one day he would make him feel the pain of missing out on a trophy.
They weren't the only ones affected. Many other players felt the impact of Kai Chen's performance.
After all, this matchup between the Clippers and the Celtics had become one of the biggest highlights in recent memory.
Those influenced weren't just active NBA players, but also top NCAA prospects preparing for the upcoming season.
The myth Kai Chen created in his final year at Duke made him a role model for countless college players.
Zion Williamson, RJ Barrett, and Reddish.
Even Ja Morant, from Murray State, considers Kai Chen his idol.
Watching Kai's explosive performance tonight, they naturally threw themselves into training.
Perhaps this is what influence really looks like.
TD Garden.
With two minutes left in the game, the Clippers lead the Celtics 108-104!
"Make the shot!"
Irving received the ball in the backcourt, waving his teammates into position. This was a critical moment, and he didn't want to waste a second.
Dribbling to the top of the arc, Jayson Tatum and others cut hard on the wings, crisscrossing into the paint to stretch the Clippers' defense.
"Bang!"
Using Horford's screen, Irving shook off Beverley, accelerated, and burst inside the free-throw line toward the basket.
Kai, on the wing, rotated instantly on help defense, stepping right into his path.
At the same time, Lopez collapsed from the paint, cutting off Irving's passing lane.
But in the next second, Irving—trapped—fired a flashy behind-the-back pass to Jaylen Brown in the corner, wide open!
"Swish!"
The ball arced cleanly through the air and dropped straight through the net!
108-107!
Jaylen Brown's three cut the deficit to one!
Less than two minutes remaining!
"Why would you give Jaylen Brown that wide-open look?"
"Ah? A player like this should be cut—completely useless!"
"If Kai Chen can still lead them to a win after this, he might be the greatest player alive!"
On the court, Kai held the ball at the high post. Jayson Tatum stared him down, while Jaylen Brown lurked on the wing, ready to double at any moment.
Kai ignored Brown completely.
With a violent, lightning-fast dribble, he exploded into the paint.
His first step, acceleration, and burst were far superior to Tatum's, blowing right past him and reaching the free-throw line in an instant.
Gordon Hayward and Horford both converged at the same time.
But to their shock, Kai suddenly took off—soaring above their outstretched arms—and, rising a head higher than both, smashed the ball through the rim!
"Boom!"
"Oh—no!"
TD Garden gasped in unison, eyes wide as they stared at the Clippers' number 23.
"Shit! Where did this Kai Chen come from?!"
"This is insane—his vertical, his hang time… it's just like that man."
"He's already got 56 points, please, just stop!"
Jayson Tatum watched Kai's back as he jogged away, shaking his head helplessly.
Kai felt like a ruthless scoring machine—no matter what he did, he couldn't stop him.
It was eerily reminiscent of LeBron James in last year's Eastern Conference Finals.
110-107, the Clippers extend the lead back to three!
Celtics ball.
Irving dribbled to the top and swung the ball to Tatum.
Tatum caught it, glanced left and right, then casually passed to Gordon Hayward while cutting inside.
Kai followed him step for step, but as they neared the basket, Tatum suddenly shoved him, nearly knocking him off balance.
Using the space, Tatum darted out of the paint to the left corner.
"Swish!"
Hayward's pass arrived instantly—catch and shoot!
"Swish!"
The ball dropped cleanly through the net!
110-110!
We're tied again!
"What? You didn't see him push him?"
Courtside, Coach Rivers jumped up, mimicking Tatum's shove toward the referee. "That's not a push?!"
The referee showed no reaction.
Doc Rivers could only throw his hands up.
Fans around the world were outraged!
"Referee number 33—you, you, you… are you blind or just biased?!"
"Your whistle's already dirty, and you've still got the nerve to smile!"
"You don't deserve to wear a referee's jersey! That's a blatant push!"
"Adam Silver would think this game used the wrong official when he sees you!"
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