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087 Liu Xing: I am not the next one, I am just the first myself

"He has great vision." Liu Xing said.

"So do you think you're the next big dream?" Reporter.

Liu Xing knew that this question was a trap.

These reporters are ruthless one by one, and one counts as another, which is really not a good thing.

Say yes, then you are a rookie, what are you, do you think you can play a few moves, have a little body, are you just a big dream?

Let's talk about it after getting half of the honor first.

Compare your self-confidence with others.In fact, Liu Xing didn't want to compare with them.

Say no.

In view of his performance during this period of time, the reporter is likely to say that he doesn't know the heights of the heavens and the earth, and even big dreams are despised.They are the four major centers, and they are the first of the four major centers.

You look down on others.

Therefore, this question is a proposition, and no matter how you answer it, you will die.

However, Liu Xing finally said, "I have great respect for Dameng, he is also my idol. However, I am not the next one, but the first myself."

Liu Xing cleverly resolved.

……

Miami Heat, general manager's office, the lights are still on.

The gray-haired Riley the fortune teller has not left work yet. The world only knows that he is Riley the fortune teller, but they don't know how Riley the fortune teller got here.

365 days a year, working almost every day, until 10 pm every day, that is even more commonplace.

This is 20 years~

Do it, do it, and the name of Riley, the fortune teller, also came into being naturally.

The Heat are changing dynasties, and for the sake of the Heat, he is also heartbroken.

However, he didn't worry too much.

Now that the Heat are falling apart, as early as in his plan, the introduction of O'Neal to use his peak in his twilight years was what he expected, and the Heat also won the championship.

The Heat can get the best, so losing something is not unacceptable.

For example, this season, after Wade, the core of the Heat, was injured, the Sharks couldn't carry a team in their old age. The Heat officially announced the reconstruction three days ago.

The horn of reconstruction has already sounded, no, as early as after the Heat won the championship, the horn has already sounded, and Riley has already started planning for things five years later.

And his plan is progressing steadily towards his expectations.

However, he still felt a little pity, no, not a little.

But the intestines are all regretful.

Perhaps, it was God who saw him working hard for many years and couldn't bear it. This summer, he gave him a comeback and turned the Heat into a favorite to win the championship in seconds.

But he didn't cherish it, and now he regrets it too late.

Just imagine, there is a top insider who is comparable to a big dream, with both offense and defense, plus Wade who is still at his peak. Isn't this the new version of the combination of O'Neal and Wade?

They are so young?

Once they fit together, it is not a dream for the Heat to create their own dynasty~

This kind of person was once delivered directly to his mouth, but he didn't cherish it, and now he lost it.

He regretted it too late.

Especially tonight, after watching the Lakers play against the Eagles, Riley, the fortune teller, was bleeding. He couldn't help but lit a cigarette and scolded himself, "I'm fucking confused~~~"

As he spoke, he patted his thigh.

However, he is not the kind of person who only complains about himself. Riley knows that regret is useless. In this world, he has no regret medicine. Immediately, he picked up his mobile phone, looked through the address book, and found "Lakers general manager West" number, called the past.

It took Riley five calls before West got through. West was interrupted at this point, and he said in a bad tone, "Riley, please take a look, how much is it? If you don't have a good reason to prove You have to make this call, I think I will block you~~"

"I want to make a deal with you~" Riley, the magician, was really afraid that Zen Master would hang up the phone, so he spoke quickly and authentically.

"It's interesting, who do you want to trade?" West asked with a little interest.

"You can listen to me first, what chips can I offer? I am willing to offer all Heat players except Wade..." Riley said.

West is a little interested, is the Lakers lineup good now?That's great.Is it enough?Of course that is not enough.The thickness of the team lineup is the same as money. Of course, the thicker the better, no one would think too much.

However, West still kept an eye out. Of course, he would not think that Riley, the fortune teller, would be so kind and come to give him warmth.

So eager, there must be a purpose, he asked: "Tell me. Who do you want to trade."

Seeing that Zen Master was interested, Riley continued, "I know you've been trying to get rid of Kwame Brown's bad assets. If, let me tell you, Miami is willing to take it. I think you will be interested."

Indeed, this is the worst asset the Lakers have.

Kwame Brown didn't play much and took up a lot of salary space. He has always been a pain in West's heart. He has always wanted to clean up, but he has been unable to find an opportunity.

However, West still kept an eye out, "Who do you want to trade?"

He was a little moved.

But the next moment, "Liu~" Riley blurted out.

On the other end of the phone, West hung up directly, leaving only the voice of 'beep beep~~~', "Hey, why did it break~" Riley was anxious~

Why did you call, but it turned out that the phone rang once, and it was 'in the middle of a call'. After calling about 5 times, Riley found out that he had been hacked by Wester.

Annoyed, he said, "It's really rude. If you say blackmail, then blackmail it. Is there anything we can discuss?"

"West also said that he is the godfather of the Lakers, and he has no quality at all."

"Damn it, man."

……

Riley kept complaining.

But after complaining, he still didn't give up and continued to text Riley:

[Everything is negotiable, don't block me, okay? 】

[Speak up if you have something to say. 】

[In order to get Liu, I am willing to offer chips, including O'Neill. 】

……

Somewhere in Los Angeles.

An old man with gray hair hung up the phone directly, and annoyed that the caller was blacklisted, and complained, "This Riley is not human."

"Do you really think that you are only a smart person, and the whole world is a fool?"

"Do I look stupid? Still willing to trade for O'Neal? Don't say that O'Neal is old now, even at the peak, I will not change."

"This guy, really. He's not willing to play Wade yet, even if Wade is played, he won't change."

……

Tucao finished.

After watching the Lakers game tonight, they won 10 consecutive victories, and West couldn't say how beautiful he was.

This is another peak after he came back to the Lakers. He is very satisfied with the current lineup of the Lakers. "Give them time, maybe, it will be the next dynasty."

West is looking forward to it.

However, thinking of Liu Xing and the contract, West's head hurts.

Although the boss, Old Bass, said that money is not a problem, all he needs is to win the championship, but there are so many at once, will he?