Super Evolution of Basketball

Chapter 147 Fuck you, Lakers!

However, until the end, Coach Donovan failed to find the crux of the matter.

This kind of situation is often the scariest. It is a feeling of complete powerlessness. As a coach who has dominated the league for many years, Donovan hates this feeling very much, extremely disgusted!
That can be true when facing Stephen Curry's Warriors, or LeBron James' Cavaliers.

However, what I want to play tonight is the disabled Lakers. Does Kobe, who has played for nearly 20 years, still have so much energy?
No, not only Kobe, but also those two rookies, Yuan Qingshan and Towns.

This Lakers may not be the team that can't even make the playoffs.

They should have gotten their biggest boost this summer.

Yes, that must be the case, otherwise, with Kevin Durant and Russell Westbrook, how could he lose?
Donovan's head was buzzing like it hadn't been in a long time.

In the end, the Thunder, which was unanimously optimistic before the game, lost to the Los Angeles Lakers by 6 points.

The Lakers defeated the Thunder again after the summer league.

At that time, it could be said that the summer league lineup was not complete, but tonight he was playing the regular season in an upright manner. The ace coefficient in his hand appeared on the stage, but he still failed to beat the little-known Lakers.

As soon as the game was over, Westbrook turned his head and walked straight out of the field. Before entering the player tunnel, he threw the towel in his hand towards the audience.

"Fuck you, Lakers!"

A college student grabbed the towel excitedly, and was reprimanded by his companion with disgust: "What do you want this thing for? It's a symbol of failure!"

Durant put his head down and packed his clothes. A reporter wanted to interview him, but he pushed the microphone away firmly.

The reporter was embarrassed and wanted to pass it forward, but Durant got up and left without giving the other party any chance.

Durant was angry.

The surrounding reporters reached a consensus and stopped going forward to make fun of themselves. They all gestured to interview the machine and waited for the post-match interview.

Coach Donovan came over to greet Scott politely: "Coach Scott, congratulations, you won beautifully."

Scott shook hands with him: "Welcome to be a guest next time."

Donovan smiled and shook his head: "I hope I never run into you and your rookies again."

Scott: "You are right. They are really good. This should be my biggest achievement this season."

Donovan: "It's a big harvest!"

After speaking, the two looked at each other and smiled. The senior coaches all know the importance of potential. Sometimes this thing can really create miracles.

After Kobe and Donovan exchanged greetings, they came over and patted Yuan Qingshan on the shoulder: "You played well, let's make persistent efforts in the end."

"No problem, don't worry!" Yuan Qingshan froze for a moment, then replied dully.

He was actually a little surprised. Since joining the Lakers, this was the first time Kobe encouraged himself in public.

Kobe then encouraged Towns and Whiteside.

Downs immediately posted it and chatted with them, and the two returned to the locker room side by side, talking and laughing.

Ever since, those silly rumors about the black mamba suppressing rookies are self-defeating.

The team arranged for Kobe and Towns to attend the press conference after the game. Yuan Qingshan was wandering in the corridor boredly, and happened to receive a call from Rachel.

"Congratulations on your first double-double!" Rachel laughed.

"Haha, it's a pity that you didn't see it when you were not at the scene. After the Kobe game, you came directly to praise me, and many reporters took pictures. The outside world misunderstood him too much. Although he is not a warm man, he is not as cold as people say." Yuan Qingshan couldn't help but praised Kobe, and then asked with a smile: "What are you doing, are you in China?"

"I just woke up, the sun is so warm." Rachel moaned while stretching on the other end of the phone.

"You're in the southern hemisphere? Didn't you say you're going back to Los Angeles in a few days?" Yuan Qingshan was a little surprised.

As a media person, Rachel has every reason to appear in any corner of the planet at any time because of her work.

Didi, there was a sudden sound of car horns outside the arena.

Miraculously, the same voice came from Rachel's side in the receiver.

"Ah, you lied to me, you are in Staples!" Yuan Qingshan realized and shouted immediately.

"Haha, how clever, I'm right at the entrance of the arena."

Yuan Qingshan hurried out, but couldn't find Raiqiu, and said with a wry smile, "Okay, you lied to me again."

Didi, a white Porsche in the distance rang twice, and its headlights flashed twice.

Yuan Qingshan walked over, but because of the backlight, he didn't see clearly who was sitting in the driver's seat for a while.

It was only when he got closer that he could see clearly, he opened the door with a smile and sat in the co-pilot seat.

Bang, the car door closed, and the person sitting in the driver's seat hastily turned off all the lights in the car.

Before Yuan Qingshan had time to take a good look at it, a piece of hot lips had already stuck to it.

At this time, some fans came out of the arena one after another, and the pure white Cayenne stopped quietly at the entrance of the arena.

It was a little cold in Los Angeles in November, but the engine hadn't turned off, and the figures inside the car were turning, warm as spring.

After a while, Rachel let Yuan Qingshan go.

Yuan Qingshan had a lot to ask, but Rachel blocked his mouth with her fair index finger.

"You ruined the surprise I wanted to give you!" Rachel's eyelashes were very long, and she was pretending to be angry at this moment, just like a blonde Barbie doll in a shopping mall window.

Yuan Qingshan kneaded her warm earlobe: "Then how do you want me to make it up?"

Rachel lay on the steering wheel and pretended to think for a while: "Then punish you and invite me to dinner."

Yuan Qingshan frowned: "Are you really referring to eating, or..."

It took Rachel three seconds to react: "Damn it!"

Yuan Qingshan succeeded, and smiled tacitly.

Rachel started the car and drove to a block not far away. Yuan Qingshan called the assistant coach and Downs respectively, and confessed that he was going out to do some errands.

The two found a secluded restaurant, and while listening to soft blues, they tasted baked lobster with cheese.

At the same time, he also acted as the most enviable sweet lover in the entire restaurant.

Yuan Qingshan did not go back to the dormitory that night, but found a very special hotel with Rachel to stay.

The night was dark and the lights were off. The two played a game full of primitive wildness. It was strange to say that the person who could fight Westbrook for [-] rounds could not survive even [-] rounds under Rachel's hands, and fell asleep on the bed in an instant.

When Yuan Qingshan woke up the next day, there was no one around him, and a colorful and fragrant breakfast was placed on the dining table.

Unsurprisingly, like all standard romantic dramas, there is a note under the dinner plate.

But there is a surprise in the content: continue tonight!
Yuan Qingshan gulped down the fried egg in his mouth, held up the note and read it over and over several times.

O woman!

(End of this chapter)