Super Basketball Manager

Chapter 185
At the post-match press conference, Ron smiled and looked at the long guns and cannons thrown by all the media...

"Many people have questioned my ability. Obviously, the final winner is always me... I am proving that, at least from the current point of view, yes, the team is moving in a good direction..."

"Congratulations Ron, news that Sports Illustrated wants you to be on the cover of their weekly issue...how do you feel about that?"

"Really?" Ron smiled sweetly at the camera, "I am very grateful to those relatives and friends who have been silently supporting me. Without today, I would not be able to take this step..."

"Tell us about Mayo! He looks like an All-Star!"

"About Mayo...he's great! Yes! All-Star? He deserves the glory..."

"It is reported that you have reached a consensus with the Clippers to trade singles king Nick Young?"

"That's a gossip friend!... But here, I don't want to deny it... Well, let's look forward to what will happen tomorrow!"

At this time, Ron's heart was fluttering, and the red rocket flag was waving, moving towards his dream.

...

A few minutes later, in the locker room of the visiting team, Ron came quietly. The back in front of him was very familiar, hugging left and right, each of them was an extremely enchanting beauty, and his eyes were full of spring...

"OJ!" he couldn't help shouting.

"?" Mayo turned around, a little dissatisfied.

"Honey! Who's this guy? Clothed..."

"Hey! He's a handsome oriental guy..."

"Handsome guy! Why don't you come too..."

"Shut up!" Mayo interrupted the flattery of the two "flesh and skin"...

"Manager..." He walked up to Ron, silently thinking about a dangerous tiger...

Ron didn't speak, just stared at him majesticly like a brother...

"The game is over..." He howled timidly, feeling very uncomfortable.

That's bad luck, who do you think you are?my father?Or brother?
Yes, that's what he thought.

Ron sighed sincerely and patted him on the shoulder...

"I know... Everyone has their own ambitions, you can't force them...Maybe your ambition is just to be an All-Star. Yes, when you retire, people will only say comfortably: 'That good player Mayo, retired...' Instead of saying that the greatest player in that league has retired..." Ron said very euphemistically. For Mayo, half of them are his own good players, and generally they are the friendship accumulated by West Virginia.

"Well...I understand..." He seemed aggrieved: "I just want to have some fun and relax after a game...I'm not a robot..."

"Listen!" Ron suddenly began to be serious: "Listen, Mayo. I don't want to interfere with your privacy, I don't want to interfere with your freedom...but..."

He looked back at the two flesh and blood behind Mayo who were waiting impatiently, and sighed: "But please remember, if I can lift you up, I can throw you down, so..."

He knew that what he said now would be at a loss, so he patted the other person's shoulder deeply: "It's good to do it yourself! This is not the first time! Don't think I don't know what good things you did in Salt Lake City!"

...

Salt Lake City a week ago…

"Mayo went to a local pub, lavished money, and as far as I know, at least 3 women walked into his box..."

"Well! Got it..." Ron gritted his teeth, a little resentful...

...

"Shit!" He was a little surprised, then turned around angrily, and hurried away with the two girls shoulder to shoulder. Ron turned his head and looked into the dark corner. In fact, even he himself didn't know if what he was doing was the right thing...

...

After the media conference, Ron followed the team bus and drove to a famous and decent bar in Los Angeles. Except for Mayo, everyone else even Chandler appeared on the stage. The players toasted each other, and the joy of victory filled all the regret at this moment...

"Leave him alone!" The team doctor Jones hooked up with Ron in a drunken voice, while he was showing off his coquettishness, while running around.

"I know, in your heart, you define Mayo as the leader of the team, haha... But I'm sorry, the other party may not have your kind of ambition... Every year, a large number of young players join this league. In the end, how many of them will emerge in this league and become the stars that people talk about?" Jones hiccupped at Ron, but Ron didn't care, just apologized.

"I don't like seeing him, I think he is useless, at worst, send him away!" Jones was domineering, but Ron smiled wryly.

"There are so many talented and talented rookies every year, are you afraid that you won't be able to find someone to replace who? Are you kidding me? Everyone comes to the team party, but it's better for him to be alone and be his 'Lone Ranger' in style! It's really disappointing! I don't care about the team's collective honor and disgrace..."

"You drank too much..." Ron was just worried that this guy's speech would be heard by other players.

"I didn't drink too much!" Jones smiled stupidly: "I'm sober! I'm talking about the manager! To tell you the truth, when I first saw you, I also had doubts, and I didn't say bad things about you and the boss behind your back... But after a long time, I realized that you are really a real guy! Look at the joy in my heart! Hehe... But there is one thing..."

He stretched out a finger, slapped Fang Qiu with a smile and said:
"Look, Scarlett, you are in a hurry. The team is thriving under your leadership. In fact, sometimes I really don't understand. People like you should be full of happiness every day. If it were me, I would wake up from my dreams with a smile every day... But what? You still look dissatisfied and worry about things every day, just like us small employees, looking at those carefree rich people... always thinking how handsome they are every day... In fact, they are all the same! Ah? All the same! Haha..."

Seeing him fall asleep happily, Ron felt refreshed...

In fact, who has him first to see Mayo's heart?

It's an hour, it's not necessarily good...

no ambition...

It’s just that he really couldn’t help himself, his memory always echoed that dusk in West Virginia, the boy who chatted with him about his dreams...

Hey…

Maybe, this is my biggest life gate...

my heart is too soft...

He took a sip of his cocktail, and gradually turned from worry to joy...

Turning to look at Lisa, she was drinking alone, sending affectionate eyes from time to time...

That look suddenly made him think of something, but he didn't know if it was still raining in Paris...

beep…

My personal phone rings...

That was Scarlett's call from Cannes.

Ron was ecstatic, this phone call, this emotional game, after all, he had the last laugh.

"Hi, I'm looking for a handsome guy..."

Under the provocative sentence, the sexy and magnetic voice warmed Ron's bewildered heart for a while.

"Pfft...don't make trouble..."

"You really don't have a sense of humor! By the way, you bastard, why don't you take the initiative to call me..." Scarlett flirted over there...

"Huh? This..." Ron laughed again and again: "Um, I've been really busy lately... I have to be busy until 4 o'clock in the morning every day before I can fall asleep!"

"I think you can't sleep in another girl's bed!" A suspicious voice came from the microphone...

"How...how is it possible!" She was like Ron's nemesis, only in front of her, Ron would act like a little boy, stroking the back of his head silly...

A moment of silence...

"You...you're not mad at me?" Ron asked cautiously.

"How can I not be angry! I'm still angry!" Scarlett pretended to be hypocritical on the phone...

"Then... how can I calm you down? My sweetheart..."

"Stop!" She smiled gently, "That depends on your performance!"

"I have always behaved very well! No matter in which aspect, you know that aspect, hehe..."

"Get lost..." She murmured coquettishly, "By the way, I have a question that seems very important now, and I want to ask you..."

"What?" Ron was momentarily surprised.

"…did you miss me?"

In the quiet late night, looking up at the crescent moon in the sky, my mood suddenly brightened at that moment.

"I want...I really want to...I really want to..." He said three American slang words in one breath.

"Then... sing a song and coax me..."

"Okay... which one do you want to hear?"

"Just sing that Chinese song you sang to me on our first date..."

"Um…"

How can I fall in love with you... I'm asking myself...

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