NBA backer king

Chapter 425 Big Dream: Lightning, he is a primary school student, you talk to him about the pattern?

Lao Wang noticed Horry's side, frowned, thought for a while and said, "Robert, you can think about your problem after the playoffs. Even if you leave the Suns, you are no longer the rookie you used to be. You are completely free and can choose the team that suits you."

When Horry heard it, Old K was right. I can choose a team that suits my current positioning, instead of passively waiting for the team to choose me, so that I don't need to transform.

"Old K, I understand." He happily said to Old Wang.

Old Wang nodded, glared at Dameng and said, "Dameng, you were sent by Jazz to make trouble, right?"

Dameng said angrily: "I just care about my old teammates, what's the matter, are you afraid you won't be able to beat the postman?"

"I can't beat him? What do you think? Dameng, after spending a year with the Lakers, has your brain degenerated into a king kong?" Old Wang shouted.

"Get out! You are discriminating against Ewing." Dameng laughed and scolded.

"Ha ha……"

Glider and Lightning burst out laughing.

"Poor King Kong, he was eliminated by Jordan again."

Speaking of Ewing, Old Wang also sighed: "Last time I promised him and Dazui that I would lead them to win a championship in the future, so that they can retire with dignity. Maybe I really have to leave a place for them in the future."

Dameng said unhappily: "You still worry about whether you can maintain this lineup in the future. Can you keep Rasheed Wallace next year? Can you keep Kobe in three years? What about Kidd? If they want to leave, the contract cannot be restricted.

Also, you have so many shots in the Suns, they are all suppressed, as long as you win a championship, maybe they will run, let me say, you are only suitable for a few role players who have no requirements for shots and ball possession. "

"Say, Dameng, who sent you to disturb our army's morale?" Old Wang said angrily.

"You said, these things are the lice on the bald man's head, it's obvious." Dameng laughed.

Lao Wang glanced at Kidd, Rashid, and Kobe, and the three had different reactions.

Rasheed Wallace didn't respond. He is the kind of person who pays attention to team play. He can score more than a dozen points in a game. He doesn't have too many requirements for the ball and shots. He is already satisfied with being a stable starter in this Suns team.

As for whether the Suns will renew his contract after the contract is over, he has not considered it now. Anyway, if he does not give a big contract, he will leave. He still has requirements for the contract, and making money comes first.

And Kidd is different from Rasheed. He still hopes to get some shots. In addition, he is a point guard and has high requirements for possession of the ball. Now he feels that he is not very comfortable playing in the Suns.

For a point guard as powerful as him, his presence in the Suns is too low, no different from a role player. Old K is too strong, and all the halos belong to Old K. It doesn't matter to him whether he wins or loses. It has nothing to do with him.

He felt that if he continued to play like this, he would always be just a small person, unable to burst out with his own brilliance, or even become an All-Star.

If he can win the championship this time, he needs to discuss with his agent whether he needs to change the environment and go to a team that can give full play to his abilities. He really needs more space to meet his own growth and needs.

Kobe had buried his face in the bowl and was competing with chickens. At this time, he raised his head and patted his chest and said, "Old K, don't worry, as long as you give me an average of 20 shots per game and let me be the core of the perimeter, I promise to continue to play in the Suns."

"Ke Xiaoer?"

Dameng glanced at Kobe, and spit out a word that made Kobe explode.

That is to say, Dameng's status is too high, and Kobe himself is still a rookie, so he didn't dare to shoot stabs. He just said unhappily: "What is the second in the department, do you think I am Pippen? If the inner and outer cores are combined, I will be the leader of the department."

"Xiao Er, let's talk, you are a rookie, don't interrupt." Dameng said with a straight face.

"Who are you scaring? Do you think I'm a big scare?" Kobe muttered unconvinced.

"Xiao Er, forget it, don't quarrel with him, he is an old rascal." Huo Li persuaded.

"Don't call me Xiao Er, you should call me a blacksmith." Kobe snorted angrily, what should I do if it's easy to call me?
Lao Wang noticed the reactions of the three young teammates. Kobe was the most direct, and he stayed for the status. He didn’t care about the trolls. He could leave or not. It should be based on the contract.

He didn't have any opinion, although he was a little depressed and a little bit regretful, but people have their own plans and pursuits, and no one can force others, and no one is qualified to make others pay more.

At least, next year's lineup will be stable. If Horry leaves, it shouldn't be able to destroy the lineup.

But what Dameng said was right. His existence did suppress the performance of his teammates. Dameng is not the only one who said this, and many people are saying it.

I can't help it, I'm so fucking good, I'm so strong, you stars can only emerge when I go down the mountain, if you can't compete with me, you will be suppressed by me, there is no banquet that lasts forever, leave as soon as you leave.

After dinner, it was already seven o'clock. A group of people returned to the living room. Lao Wang asked the workers to bring some snacks and prepared some tea to watch Barkley's show.

"Barkley still has a one-year contract in Houston. Do you think this guy will retire and really become a commentator?" Dameng said.

"It should be. This guy won two championships and an MVP. He has nothing to pursue. After finishing his contract for next year, he will probably retire. It's all planned." Glider said.

"If it weren't for Old K, he might have entered the top ten of the [-]th." Dameng said enviously.

"You can also play a ring next to Old K after finishing the Lakers' contract. You might be able to enter the top ten by then, and the ranking should be above him." Glider laughed.

"Hehe, I hugged Old K's thigh? I'm not someone who doesn't have a championship."

Dameng glanced at Lao Wang with disdain, and suddenly said mysteriously: "You know what, the Lakers have a plan. The boss, Mr. Bass, and West have already talked to me. I might still have a chance to get the ring in the Lakers."

"What are you talking about?" Old Wang asked curiously.

"I don't know." Dameng shook his head.

"..."

Old Wang looked at Dameng like an idiot, and said, "Dameng, the Lakers won't talk to you, Hakeem, don't worry about staying with the Lakers, we have a plan, so?"

Dameng nodded embarrassingly and said: "That's it, how do you want people to talk to you?"

"Haha..." A group of people burst into laughter instantly.

Lao Wang sneered and said, "Dameng, the Lakers are fooling you, right? A dignified super center, one of the top [-] superstars, you are too worthless."

Dameng said angrily: "Of course they won't reveal the plan. I think the Lakers really have a plan, otherwise they wouldn't have traded Campbell and Divac."

"That's because of you." The glider reminded.

"Do you think I'm stupid?"

Dameng glared at the glider and said, "How old am I, and I have already won the championship, and I have both MVP and FMVP. Will the Lakers put their hope of rebuilding on me?"

"The Lakers are sure to get Tim Duncan?" Old Wang asked in surprise.

"Then I don't know." Dameng shook his head.

"If you really get the No. [-] pick, then the Lakers' poor performance will be worth it." Lightning said in surprise.

"Tim Duncan's performance in the NCAA is indeed very strong." Lei Gong nodded.

Everyone continued to talk about Tim Duncan for a while, and suddenly Dameng touched Dayao, saying, "Old K, that tall guy seems to be playing well at Georgetown University!"

"His training template is you." Old Wang said.

"Me?" Dameng smiled, and said a little proudly: "Then you are wasting your time, I can't be copied, you'd better let him learn from that idiot Ewing, that's easier."

"You can talk about it in two years, if you have the courage." Old Wang said disdainfully.

But this is just bullshit. Although Dayao is good, he can't guarantee whether he can practice and reach the height of his dream.

At this time, his cell phone rang, and seeing that it was Hu Weidong's call, he quickly connected it.

"Hey, Hu, when is your plane?"

"Morning, to Phoenix tomorrow afternoon."

"Okay, you can stay at my house. I have quite a few rooms here, and Dameng and the others also live here. They just happen to have a companion."

"Okay. By the way, what's the situation now?"

"It's still in trial training. You don't have to worry about him. He will be fine for at least one second round. My main concern is his character and language."

"Language shouldn't be a big problem. I can barely pass my oral English now, and my reading and writing skills are not good, but I can communicate."

"Hopefully."

After chatting for a few words, Lao Wang hung up the phone, remembering that he planned to get a few people from the summer camp, and asked, "Do you have a way? I have a few young people in China who want to come and play."

"How's the potential? Just like Yao, you can recommend any university in the NCAA Division I. You can guarantee that they will send a full first-class scholarship, plus many additional preferential conditions, and direct immigration is fine. Generally speaking, universities in the second-tier and third-tier leagues are also acceptable. You have that face. But if the potential is poor, you may not be able to play in the NBA in the future." Dameng said.

"You don't have to play in the NBA, you can also play in other minor leagues, and you can also play in Europe." Lao Wang said.

"Old K, you have simply wasted the network of K martial arts. Using those connections, NCAA has more than 1000 universities, what's the point of getting a few people over? Your summer camp only has 100 people, and it's nothing to get all of them with potential." Lightning said with a regretful expression.

Lao Wang shook his head and said, "Forget it, it's just playing ball, there's no need to bother, the favor has to be paid back, and that thing has a price, so you can't use it casually."

"Old K, your structure is small, and you don't have a long-term vision. This network is just to be used. The more you use the relationship, the better it will be, and the tighter it will be." Lightning shook his head and said.

"Lightning, he is a primary school student, you talk to him about the pattern?" Dameng asked in surprise.

Lightning was taken aback, that's right, what pattern am I talking about with an elementary school student?

Lao Wang doesn't want to explain anymore, a bunch of rough people can't tell the difference between technical secondary school students and primary school students, what can he do?
After a chat and a fart, at eight o'clock, Bill Wharton and Barkley's show began.

TNT also invited four guests, one pair was Reggie Miller and Ewing who had just been eliminated by the Bulls, and the other pair were Payton and Rainman Kemp who had just been eliminated by the Suns.

Kemp was injured and couldn't play the game, but this kind of money-making show can be on.

"Hey, friends, I'm Charles Barkley, your friends, hello, now our show has started, I hope you can like this show."

After the show started, Barkley immediately yelled and greeted the camera.

"Hello, I'm..."

Before Bill Wharton finished speaking, Barkley took the conversation away and shouted with a smile: "He is Bill Wharton. You may not remember his name, but it doesn't matter. It's enough for you to know me."

"Hey Charles, don't steal the show!"

Bill Walton pushed Barkley dumbfounded, this guy, I am the real host.

The two teased and started to get down to business.

Bill Walton said: "Okay, our show is about the upcoming Eastern Conference Finals and Western Conference Finals. The Bulls in the Eastern Conference Finals vs. the Knicks, and the Suns in the Western Conference Finals against the Jazz. They are all strong teams, and they are all five teams recognized as the first-tier teams before the start of the season. So which one of them is more likely to reach the Finals?"

Barkley smiled and said to Reggie Miller and Ewing: "Patrick, Reggie, you know, the Knicks will thank you."

Ewing snorted angrily, but didn't speak.

He doesn't like to participate in the program, but David Frank persuaded him to come, because he is no longer in New York, and his attention is getting less and less, so he has to participate in some programs to maintain his attention.

But even if he came, if he could not speak, he would not speak.

Reggie Miller's eyes widened, and he said angrily at Barkley, "This time we were almost lucky. Jordan is nothing special."

Barkley laughed, looked at Payton and Rain Man, and asked, "Gary, Sean, have you been..."

"Shut up! Charles, let's get to the point, and I'll leave if you talk too much." Peyton said angrily.

"Okay, okay, so what do you think about the Western Conference Finals, which one of them is more likely to reach the Finals?" Barkley asked with a smile.

"I like the Jazz."

Gary Payton said without hesitation.

"Won't you support the Jazz because the Suns eliminated you?" Barkley asked.

"Of course, that's what it is," Payton said unabashedly.

Barkley and Bill Walton smiled helplessly, and the latter asked: "Gary, tell me carefully why the Jazz may be bigger. You must know that the Suns have won 73 consecutive victories."

"Come on, even if I drown in the Pacific Ocean, I still have to say that the Suns' 73 wins is the Pacific Ocean, which is full of water." Payton said firmly.

"This stinky mouth!"

In front of the TV, Lao Wang could only shake his head.

"You already have water, so you can't convince the crowd." Dameng said.

"Humph!"

Lao Wang snorted unconvinced: "Dameng, I think you are jealous?"

"hey-hey……"

Dameng smiled awkwardly, and insisted: "Don't be unconvinced. Your main lineup lacks a second strong scoring point. The Lightning is no longer in the 20+10 state at the beginning of the season. There is no second point that can attract double teams. It depends on you. Otherwise, even if half of the league is bad, you will not be able to get 73 wins."

"Yeah, can you rule out me as the strength of the Suns?" Lao Wang laughed.

"..."

Dameng opened his mouth, but found that he couldn't say anything, so he was too lazy to say any more.

The glider kindly reminded: "Old K, besides you, who among you starters can get an average of 20+ points per game in the Western Conference Finals? It's not easy for you to play the Jazz, so don't be careless."

"I know this. The Jazz is indeed stronger than in previous seasons." Old Wang nodded.

On the TNT show, Barkley and Bill Walton discovered that they had found the wrong guests. They thought they would invite a few guys who had just been eliminated by the Suns and Bulls to come and catch the gimmick. Who knew that Reggie Miller and Gary Payton did not follow the script at all. One of them supported the Knicks and the other supported the Jazz. The reason was that they were defeated by the Bulls and the Suns.

Reggie Miller, if you want to support the Knicks, you can give your reasons. Payton, you can support the Jazz. You can also analyze the strengths and weaknesses of the two lineups and compare their historical records. There is nothing like this. In a word, if the Bulls beat me, I support the Knicks.

"Let's go, Barkley's career as a commentator is useless." After watching for 10 minutes, Dameng felt that he couldn't stand it anymore.

"Fatty has found the wrong person. Why don't you go to the magician and Larry Bird? They are all eloquent guys. Find a few guys who have just been eliminated and feel resentful. How do you make a show?" Gliding also shook his head.

Just after eight o'clock, people dispersed and sent people away, and Lao Wang couldn't sleep, so he went to the backyard to practice plum blossom walking for a while before going to rest.

(End of this chapter)