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Chapter 219 Where shall we go for dinner?

"I didn't say anything." DeWeese said to Rodman honestly.

Rodman breathed a sigh of relief.

Davis didn't bother to participate in the mess between these two enemies. History has proved that Madonna is the final winner.

Soon, DeWeese's attention was diverted. Anyway, whether Rodman plays or not is his business. Whether he has him has little impact on the current Magic. Although his rebounding is well-deserved, but in terms of functionality, both Mason and Horry are much better than Rodman.

Before the start of the season, D'Antoni discussed with Davis whether to start Horry or Mason, but in the end they decided to let Rodman start after the two discussed.

Three days later, news came out of the league that the Bullets and the Warriors had reached a deal, and Gugliota and Webber would swap clubs.

Coincidentally, the Magic's next game will be against the Bullets at home.

However, even if the Bullets have the second of the Michigan Five Tigers of Weber + Uncle Huo, they are still inferior to the Magic in terms of hard power.

The Magic easily beat the Bullets at home.

O'Neal is 26+12, and Davis is also 26+12, but one of them is a rebound and the other is an assist.

Rodman didn't participate in team training, and he didn't know why he went. D'Antoni calmly arranged for Mason to start.

But Mason was blown away by Webber in the matchup.

Webber scored a triple-double of 23 points, 13 rebounds and 11 assists, giving himself a good start to his Washington career.

Because the Bullets didn't play the next day, they were prepared to go the next day.

After the game, Davis explained to Uncle Huo and planned to treat him to a meal.

Also eating together were Weber and O'Neill.

What's interesting is that this is the first time DeWeese has invited players from other teams to dinner in Orlando, and he doesn't know which restaurant in Orlando is better.

"Let's go Zhuwang, hello, Chris!" Davis followed the two, and O'Neill was already sitting in the car.

After greeting O'Neill, Uncle Huo and Weber got into the car.

Di Weiss looked back at O'Neill blankly.

"Shaq, do you know which restaurant in Orlando is more famous?"

O'Neal patted himself on the head exaggeratedly.

"God, have you never eaten out?"

Davis nodded embarrassingly. He now cooks every meal specially, and he basically never eats out.

"You know, what I eat every day."

"Then you are so pitiful, Michael, let's go, I know a restaurant is not bad, Zhu Wang, Chris, don't save money for Michael, eat hard."

The atmosphere in the car instantly became more relaxed because of O'Neill.

Several people came to the restaurant O'Neill mentioned and asked for a box.

After sitting down, before the food was served, the few of them started chatting casually.

As a professional NBA player, after a few words, the topic shifted to basketball.

"Michael, your Magic team is so strong this year, it feels much stronger than last year." Weber said to Davis.

Davis smiled.

"The Magic have too many rookies. Shaq and Larter are only in their third year this year, and there are several second-years. They need time to realize their potential. Now it seems that the effect is not bad."

"But, Michael, with all due respect, you really don't look like a second-year rookie."

Uncle Huo interjected beside him.

"Have you ever seen a rookie who can win the All-Star MVP in his rookie season?" O'Neal took up the topic.

For a while, the dining table became a dog-licking meeting for Davis.

In the end, the three of them came to the unanimous conclusion that Davis' goal this year should be the MVP of the regular season.

Davis looked helplessly at the three of them chattering next to him, and almost promoted himself to the point where he surpassed Jordan in a championship.

"Stop it, stop it!" DeWeese couldn't bear it and stopped the bragging meeting of the three people.

Just at this time, the food is served.

So they naturally changed the subject.

"Zhu Wang, we need to perform well this year. The environment of the Bullets is good. In addition, Chris, you are too. Now the Bullets clearly want to build a team with you as the core. Even if they don't have good results, they still have to play good numbers."

Davis raised his glass and said to Uncle Huo and Weber.

The opponent in the NCAA finals that year was the Michigan Five Tigers led by Webber. After that, Davis and Webber participated in the draft together, and the relationship between the two has not been broken.

"By the way, Michael, I heard from Zhu Wang that you held a training camp during the offseason this year. Can I participate next year?" Webb took two bites, looked up and asked as if he remembered something.

"Of course, anyone with strength can come to my training camp, but next year I plan to make the training camp bigger, divided into two groups: active players and future stars. Active players are young stars like Shaq, you, Zhu Wang, and Grant. Future stars are those high school or college players who have not yet participated in the draft."

"Sounds good." The other three nodded together.

"The active players only need to submit an application, but I plan to continue to implement the invitation system for the young stars of tomorrow." DeWeese expressed his thoughts.

The three listened to Davis talking about their thoughts, nodded repeatedly, and added some details to Davis from time to time.

In the box of this restaurant, after the first session of Davis's training camp was hastily held, the details gradually became fuller.After basically chatting, the meal is almost finished.

DeWeese suddenly asked Weber a question.

"Chris, I heard you're still smoking marijuana, right?"

Wei Bo's face instantly turned ugly.

After a while, he nodded.

"With all due respect, that's not a good thing. A player like you, who is destined to become an All-Star or even a Hall of Fame in the future, really shouldn't touch these things."

Weber lowered his head and didn't speak. Although he was older than DeWeese, DeWeese's strong aura made him dare not treat him as his peers.

O'Neill hurried out to smooth things over.

"Okay, Michael, Chris knows it well. I think I'm almost done eating, let's find a place to play for a while."

Davis didn't want to say anything, so he put a smile on his face again.

"You three go play for a while, Shaq, you know, I never go to that kind of place."

"Then, Zhu Wang, Chris, let's go three, Michael is very boring, let's leave him alone."

Several people broke up at the entrance of the restaurant, and Davis drove directly back to his home.

Anna was still waiting for him in the living room watching TV.

"Honey, this alliance really has all kinds of people." Davis sat down next to Anna, found the most comfortable position - lying on Anna's lap, looked into Anna's eyes, and said with a smile.

(End of this chapter)