NBA Legends Manager

Chapter 187 The end of the season
"What Anjali said just now obviously wanted to tell me to propose marriage," Presti thought secretly.

"The key is that you have no experience." Presti rubbed his temples. In his previous life, he was a single dog.
Thinking of this, Presti called Miles. Although Miles was younger than him, he graduated from a famous school after all, so he must be better than him.

"Boss, what's the matter," Miles asked
"Haha, that one wants to ask you something." Presti was a little embarrassed.

"Haha, what's the matter with BOSS," Miles laughed, he could feel that it must be a private matter.

"I want to propose to a girl, what advice do you have?" Presti's voice became smaller and smaller. After all, I still need to ask for advice on the matter of marriage proposal. How can I feel ashamed?

"Huh? Haha, it's very simple. Girls want to be romantic, just go romantic," Miles was a little surprised, and he didn't expect Presti to ask him this question.

After thinking for a while, he said, "That girl is Anjali. If it's her, I suggest you stay in a crowded place. After all, the other party is the king's daughter, so you still need attention."

"Well," Presti was lost in thought, where should he be?

"During the game? No way, the time is too long, the square? Not romantic, too noisy, at home? No way, there is no attention, and I don't know how to arrange it myself,"

While Presti was racking his brains,

Myers said: "Maybe on draft night, Madison Square Garden!"

"Huh? Haha, that's a good idea," Presti laughed. He was very sure that Anjali would be very touched by then.

The next day, Presti waited at the airport early in the morning,
Half an hour later, Anjali appeared in front of her in a beautiful dress.

As soon as she saw Presti, Anjali immediately changed from aloof to playful and cute,

Presti smiled and opened his arms, while Anjali also opened his arms, rushing into Presti's arms.

"Well, it's really comfortable," Anjali said lazily, arching her head vigorously.

"Haha, of course, my arms must be comfortable," Presti said triumphantly.

Anjali let go of Presti, and said proudly, "Hmph, did you miss me?"

"Think about it! Think about it every day, every night, every minute," Presti began to say shamelessly.

When Anjali heard what Presti said, she smiled for a moment, then squeezed her head into Presti's arms again, and said shyly, "I miss you too."

"Well," Presti didn't get any more poor, but squeezed Anjali tightly.

"Let's go, you haven't visited New Orleans yet, I'll be your tour guide today," Presti said with a smile.

"Okay," Anjali smiled lightly, then took Presti's arm, leaning her head on Presti's shoulder, with a happy look on her face.

On May 5, the Western Conference Finals match between the Mavericks and the Thunder came to an end. The result, of course, surprised everyone. The Mavericks defeated the defending champion Thunder with an absolute advantage of 19:4.

After the game, the Thunder encountered unprecedented accusations and criticism.

Sitting on such a good lineup, but being eliminated 4:1 is unacceptable.

And Durant was nicknamed "Mr. Most Unreliable" by many people.

Westbrook was criticized for "playing high", "hot-headed", "low quotient" and so on.

Harden was said to have "no fighting spirit", "only fouls", and "passive sabotage".
The Thunder's coach is even called the "No. [-] coach."

Thunder fans are already protesting, asking the management to change the coach, and of course it is best to bring Presti back.

These days, Presti didn't pay attention to any NBA games. He took Anjali to almost all the attractions in New Orleans. In a coffee shop, Anjali was swiping her phone. She suddenly looked up at Presti and said, "Have you watched the news? Guess who made it to the Finals!"

Presti laughed and said, "Who else is there, the Dallas Mavericks in the west and the Miami Heat in the east."

Anjali asked in surprise, "Why not the Thunder? That's the player you picked, so you have no confidence in them?"

Presti suddenly said confidently: "If I bring the Thunder, I can pass, but others can't. This year's Mavericks are very, very strong."

"How strong?" Anjali asked curiously.

"Championship," Presti said lightly.

"Is it that strong?" Anjali was very surprised. After all, the Mavericks are only sixth in the West.

"Well, their team configuration is reasonable. They have Chandler on the inside as a defensive gate, and they have a point guard like Kidd on the outside. They have a super sixth man like Jason Terry on the bench. They also have Dirk Nowitzki at critical moments. With Carlisle, a master tactician, it can be said that this year's Mavericks have no solution."

"Not even the Heat? That's the top three giants!" Anjali asked again.

"The Heat still have a lot of problems this year, and they haven't run in well yet. Coupled with the weak inside and weak substitutes, it will be difficult to beat the Mavericks in the series," Presti said patiently.

Anjali's eyes at this time have turned into admiration and admiration, and Presti certainly enjoys such eyes very much. Anyone who looks at him like this is very proud of the girl he likes.

In the next few days, Presti still played around with Anjali, as if he wanted to make up for all the vacations he missed before, and he didn't pay attention to the finals afterward.

But as time went by, Anjali's attitude towards Presti became worse day by day, and Presti, the person involved, of course knew what was going on. Before Anjali came again, she had already mentioned the marriage proposal in a cryptic manner, but after so many days, Presti did not show the slightest sign of asking for marriage.

What makes Anjali speechless the most is that every time she loses her temper and brings up something cryptic again, Presti always pretends to be confused, diverts the topic away, and then coaxes her in various ways, so that every time she is determined to leave, she stays in the next second. Anjali knows that she can't do without Presti.

And Presti was also very troubled, and almost couldn't help but say it several times, he really wanted to tell Anjali, I have all the rings ready, ready to surprise you.

On June 6th, the finals finally came to an end. The Dallas Mavericks defeated the Miami Heat 12:4 and won the 2-2010 NBA championship! , Nowitzki, Kidd, Jason Terry and other veterans finally realized their long-term wishes.

Cuban called Presti immediately, his voice couldn't hide his joy: "The Mavericks won the O'Brien trophy, it's time for Presti to visit my house!"

Of course, Presti readily agreed, and at the same time he said to himself: "There are still 12 days until the draft, and the surprise is finally here!"

(End of this chapter)