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

Pharaoh noticed Horry, frowned, thought about it, and said, "Robert, think about your problem after the playoffs, even if you leave the Suns, you are not the rookie you used to be, you are completely Free man, you can choose the team that suits you."

  Horry heard that, old K is right, I can choose a team that suits my current position, instead of passively waiting for the team to choose me, so that I don't need to transform.

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

   Old Wang nodded, glared at Da Meng and said, "Da Meng, are you sent by the Sir to make trouble?"

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

   "I can't beat him? What do you think? Big dream, after a year with the Lakers, has your brain degenerated into King Kong?" Pharaoh shouted.

   "Go away! You are discriminating against Ewing." Da Meng scolded with a smile.

"Ha ha…"

   Glider and Lightning The group burst out laughing.

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

Speaking of Ewing, Pharaoh also sighed: "Last time I promised him and Dazui that I would take them to a championship in the future, so that they could retire in a decent manner, but if it doesn't work out, I really have to give them a place in the future. "

Da Meng said angrily: "You are still worried about whether you can keep this lineup in the future. Can you keep Rasheed Wallace next year? Can you keep Kobe in three years? What about Kidd? They are leaving , the contract is unrestricted.

Also, you made so many shots in the Suns, they were all suppressed. As long as you win a championship, maybe they will run. If you want me to say, you are only suitable for a few shots and no requirements for the ball. role player. "

   "Say, Big Dream, who sent you to disturb our army?" Old Wang said angrily.

   "What you said, these things are obvious with lice on the bald head." Da Meng laughed.

  Pharaoh glanced at Kidd, Rasheed, Kobe, and the three of them had different reactions.

Rasheed Wallace didn't respond. He is the kind of person who pays attention to team play. It is enough to score a dozen points in a game. He doesn't have too many requirements for the ball and shots. He can be stable in this Suns team. To play the starting line, already satisfied.

   As for whether the Suns will re-sign him after the contract ends, he is not considering it now. Anyway, if he does not give a big contract, he will leave. He still has requirements for the contract, making money first.

Kidd has different ideas from Rashid. He still hopes to get some shots. In addition, he is a point guard and has high requirements for the ball. Now I feel that it is not very comfortable to play in the Suns. The team's Offensive tactics are too simple, always passing to the old K, can't play his organizational ability at all.

For a point guard as strong as him, his presence in the Suns is too low. He is no different from a role player. Old K is too strong. , has nothing to do with him.

   He feels that if he continues to fight like this, he will always be a small person, unable to burst into his own light, 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. with need.

Kobe had buried his face in the bowl and was competing with the broiler. 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 outside line, I promise. Play with the Suns."

   "Second grader?"

  Dameng glanced at Kobe and spit out a word that made Kobe's lungs angry.

   In other words, the status of the big dream is too high. Kobe himself is still a rookie, so he didn't dare to stab him, but he just said angrily: "What kind of junior second, when I am Pippen? The inner and outer cores stand side by side, then I will be the boss of the division."

   "Little Er, let's talk, you're a rookie, don't intervene." Da Meng bluffed with a stern face.

   "Who should I scare me?" Kobe muttered unconvinced.

   "Little Er, forget it, don't argue with him, this is an old rogue." Horry advised.

   "Don't call me Xiao Er, you should call me a blacksmith." Kobe hummed angrily, what should I do if I called it smoothly?

Pharaoh noticed the reactions of the three young teammates. Kobe was the most direct. He stayed for the status. The troll didn't care. My own thoughts are probably similar to Kobe’s requirements.

   He doesn't have any opinions, although he is a little depressed and a little pity, but everyone has their own plans and pursuits, and no one can force another, and no one is qualified to make others pay more.

   At least, the lineup for next year will be stable. If Horry leaves, it should not be able to destroy the lineup.

   But Da Meng is right. His presence does suppress the performance of his teammates. Da Meng is not the only one who says this. Many people are saying it.

  I can't help it, I'm so good, I'm just so strong, I'll go down the mountain and you stars will emerge. If you can't compete with me, you will definitely be suppressed by me. There is no such thing as a feast in the world, just leave.

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

   "Barkley still has a one-year contract in Houston. Do you think this guy will retire and really go to work as a commentator?" Da Meng said.

   "It should be. This guy has won two championships and an MVP. He has nothing to pursue. After finishing his contract for next year, most of them are going to retire. They are all planned." Glider said.

   "If it wasn't for Old K, he might have entered the top ten of the 50th Congress." Da Meng said enviously.

   "You can also finish the contract with the Lakers and come to the old K's side to get a ring, maybe you will be able to enter the top ten by then, and the ranking should be above him." Glider laughed.

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

Da Meng gave Pharaoh a disdainful look, and suddenly said mysteriously: "You know shit, the Lakers have plans, the bosses, Mr. Bass and West have already talked to me, and I may still have hope in the Lakers. Take the ring."

   "What to talk about?" Pharaoh asked curiously.

   "I don't know." Da Meng shook his head.

  “…”

  Pharaoh looked at Da Meng like an idiot and said, "Da Meng, the Lakers won't talk to you, Hakim, don't worry, stay with the Lakers, we have a plan, so?"

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

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

   Old Wang said with a sneer: "Da Meng, are the Lakers fooling you? A dignified super center, one of the fifty superstars, you are too clueless."

  Dameng said angrily: "Of course they won't reveal the plan. I feel that the Lakers really have a plan, otherwise they will not trade 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, I have won the championship again, and the MVP and FMVP are all in hand. The Lakers will put the hope of reconstruction on me?"

   "Is the Lakers sure they will get Tim Duncan?" Pharaoh said in surprise.

   "Then I don't know." Da Meng shook his head.

   "If you really get the No. 1 pick, then the Lakers' slump will be worth it." Lightning said in surprise.

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

   Everyone continued to talk about Tim Duncan for a while, and suddenly the big dream involved Dayao and said, "Old K, that tall guy seems to have played well at Georgetown University!"

   "His training template is you." Pharaoh said.

   "Me?" Da Meng smiled and said proudly: "Then you are wasting your time, I can't be copied, you should let him learn from that idiot Ewing, it will be 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 it and reach the height of the big dream.

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

   "Hey, Lao Hu, when did you get on the plane?"

   "Morning, tomorrow afternoon to Phoenix."

   "Okay, you can stay at my house. I have a lot of rooms here, and Da Meng and a few of them also live here, and they happen to have a company."

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

   "It's still training, you don't have to worry about him, he'll be fine for at least one second round. I'm mainly worried about his character and language."

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

   "Hopefully."

   After chatting for a while, Pharaoh hung up the phone, remembering that he was going 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 about the potential? Just like Yao, you can recommend any university in the NCAA first-level league, guaranteeing that they will send the full first-class scholarship, plus many preferential conditions, and direct immigration. Generally speaking, the second- and third-level league's University can also, you have that face. But the potential is poor, and you may not be able to play in the NBA in the future.” Da Meng said.

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

"Old K, you are wasting the network of K martial arts hall. Use those contacts, NCAA has more than 1,000 universities, what is it to get a few people here? Your summer camp is only a hundred people, and you can get all the potential ones. It's nothing." Lightning said with a pity.

   Old Wang shook his head and said, "Forget it, it's just for playing, you don't need to be so troublesome, favors have to be paid back, that stuff has a price, and you can't just use it casually."

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

   "Lightning, he's a primary school student, you talk to him about the pattern?" Da Meng said in surprise.

   Lightning froze for a moment, yes, what should I talk about with a primary school student?

   Lao Wang doesn't want to explain, a bunch of rough people can't tell the difference between secondary school and primary school students, what can he do?

   After a chat and spanking, at eight o'clock, the Bill Wharton and Barkley show started.

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

   Camp's injury can't play games, but this kind of money-making program can be played.

   "Hey, friends, I'm Charles Barkley, your friends, hello, now our show is on, hope you like it."

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

   "Hello, I'm..."

  Before Bill Wharton finished speaking, he was snatched by Barkley and shouted with a smile: "He's Bill Wharton, you may not remember his name, but it doesn't matter, it's enough that you know me."

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

  Bill Walton shoved Barkley dumbfoundedly, this guy, I am the real host.

   The two joked and started to get to the point.

Bill Walton said: "Okay, our program is to discuss the upcoming Eastern and Western Finals, the Bulls vs. Knicks in the Eastern Finals, and the Suns vs. Jazz in the Western Finals. They are all strong teams, and they are all recognized before the start of the season. Five Pot 1 teams, so who is more likely to make it to the Finals?"

  Buckley grinned to Reggie Miller and Ewing: "Patrick, Reggie, you know, the Knicks will thank you."

  Ewing grunted angrily and didn't speak.

   He doesn't like to participate in the show, but David Frank advised him to come, because he is no longer in New York, his attention is getting less and less, and he must come to participate in some shows to maintain his attention.

   But even if he comes, if he can't speak, he won't speak.

  Reggie Miller narrowed his eyes and said angrily at Barkley: "This time we just got lucky, Jordan is nothing special."

  Buckley hit haha, looked at Peyton and Rain Man, and asked, "Gary, Sean, was..."

   "Shut up! Charles, let's get to the point, and I'll leave if you talk more." Payton said unhappily.

   "Okay, okay, so what do you think of the Western Conference finals, who is more likely to make it to the finals?" Barkley asked with a smile.

   "I like Jazz."

   Gary Payton said without hesitation.

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

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

  Barkley and Bill Walton smiled helplessly, and the latter asked: "Gary, tell me carefully, why the Jazz may be bigger, knowing that the Suns have a 73-game winning streak."

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

   "This stinky mouth!"

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

   "You already have water, so you can't convince the public." Da Meng said.

"Humph!"

   Old Wang snorted in disapproval: "Da Meng, I think you are jealous?"

"hey-hey…"

Da Meng smiled awkwardly and argued: "Don't be convinced, your main lineup lacks a second powerful scoring point. Lightning is no longer in the state of 20+10 at the beginning of the season, and there is no second point to attract the pack. Clip, that is, relying on you, otherwise even if half of the league is ruined, you can't get 73 wins."

   "Yeah, can you still rule out me and count the strength of the Suns?" Pharaoh laughed.

  “…”

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

   Glider kindly reminded: "Old K, apart from you, who else among you starters can average 20+ points per game in the Western Finals? You play the Jazz, it's not easy, you can't be careless."

   "I know this, the Jazz are indeed stronger than in previous seasons." Pharaoh nodded.

On the TNT show, Barkley and Bill Walton found out that they had the wrong guests. They thought that if they invited a few guys who had just been eliminated by the Suns and Bulls, they would grab the gimmick, but Reggie Miller and Gary Payton didn’t agree at all. According to the script, one of them supports the Knicks and the other supports the Jazz. The reason is that they were defeated by the Bulls and the Suns, and there is no reason at all.

Fans don't look at their emotions, Reggie Miller, you want to support the Knicks, you can, give your reasons, Payton, you want to support the Jazz, you can also analyze the pros and cons of the two lineups, compare their historical records, None of these, just in one sentence, if the Bulls beat me, I will support the Knicks. If the Suns beat me, I will support the Jazz. How can this be, there is no technical content, who will watch such a show?

   "Go away, Barkley's road as an interpreter is a waste." After watching it for ten minutes, Da Meng felt that he couldn't watch it any longer.

   "The fat man has found the wrong person. Why don't you go to the magician and Larry Bird. They are all good talkers. Find a few guys who have just been eliminated. How to do the show?" Gliding also shook his head.

   Just after eight o'clock, the people dispersed and sent them off. Pharaoh couldn't sleep, so he went to the backyard to practice plum blossom steps for a while before going to rest.

   (end of this chapter)