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... cused on Scarlett, provoking screams from the fans on site.

Scarlett’s figure was absolutely stunning, and combined with her fame, she attracted more eyes than any player on the court.

Durant was extremely excited and nervous; during warm-up shooting, he deliberately found an angle where he could steal glances.

After a few shots, he would turn his head to look.

"Oh my God!"

"Scarlett actually came to watch me play?"

"Did she bathe today?"

" ...

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