legendary point guard

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There is no doubt about the speed of the staff. Less than two minutes after the players from both sides left the venue, the entire venue entered concert mode.

Miley Cyrus stood up and walked to the center of the court, but the Timberwolves home jersey she was wearing made Cavaliers fans feel somewhat awkward.

"We are lucky, but the Timberwolves and Cavaliers players are unlucky. The commentary game allows you to enjoy the wonderful game. I didn't expect that this game will also have the benefit of enjoying the concert up close, plus it is eye-catching on the sidelines. This commentary job is really great.

I'm happy." Bill Walton said with a smile.

All the lights in the Quicken Loans Center went out, and Miley Cyrus stood in the middle of the venue in darkness.

"Oh, her body will glow!" Hoffman exclaimed as he looked at Miley Cyrus in the dark.

At this moment, Miley Cyrus has attracted the attention of countless people because the jersey she is wearing is fluorescent.

However, the Cavaliers fans really wanted to make a fuss, because the fluorescence on Miley Cyrus's chest showed wood, while the back showed a big number one. It was obvious that Miley Cyrus used herself.

Cheers for Lin Sen who is on the road.

The lighting engineer at Quicken Loans Center controlled the lights, and the familiar prelude of the opening song of "Hannah Montana" sounded on the scene.

"Lure gettheli to touch the outerfront!"

When Miley Cyrus sang the first line in the darkness, the lights of the entire venue simultaneously illuminated Miley Cyrus in the center of the venue.

Cavaliers fans also forgot that the jersey Miley Cyrus was wearing was in support of Lin Sen, a rookie.

At the same moment, Nelson, who was at the Oracle Arena in Golden State, frowned and suddenly had a bad intuition in his heart.

He felt it was necessary to find Chris Mullin again. At this moment, Chris Mullin was preparing to close the door of the general manager's office and go home.

"Teacher, why haven't you left yet?"

The appearance of Nelson made Chris Mullin open the office door again.

"I have a bad feeling. Didn't McHale reply to our last quotation?"

"No." Chris Mullin nodded in response.

"No?" Old Nelson couldn't help but frown. Could the recent rumors be true?

"Did you know there's news that Otis Smith is flying to Minnesota tonight?"

"Fly to Minnesota?" Chris Mullin was very surprised. He hasn't paid much attention to this news recently. In essence, he still hopes that the team will pay as little as possible to get the rookie, rather than asking a huge price and ignoring it.

Even if many aspects say that if the Warriors acquire Lin Sen, it will benefit the Warriors in many aspects.

"Haven't you been paying attention to the news in this area recently?" Listening to Chris Mullin's words, Old Nelson knew that his former lover still didn't have as much hope as he did.

"It's not too late now. Make a call and ask. My gut tells me. We are out of the competition for that rookie Wood Lin. Chris, I know you have always been a little resistant and think that I shouldn't be so unscrupulous. Look.

He has to go up there, but you will know later."

After listening to Nelson's words, Chris Mullin didn't speak but directly picked up the phone on his desk.

Old Nelson looked out the window. Originally, he could imagine that Lin Sen's arrival would not only allow him to cope with the loss of Baron Davis, but also allow the entire Warriors to win at the box office in this city where Chinese account for a quarter.

received a huge improvement.

It seemed that he could see the entire Oracle Arena filled to capacity, but Chris Mullin's voice brought him back to reality from his imagination.

"Don't you have any ideas about our offer?"

Kevin McHale on the other end of the phone covered the receiver of his phone, but he couldn't help but feel happy.

"It's Chris Mullin." McHale said softly. The man sitting opposite him frowned. This call was really unlucky. He had already vaguely felt that he had to pay more to get Lin Sen this time.

Big price.

McHale stood up and walked out of the box. However, the door was not completely closed but was left ajar.

"No, why don't you have any ideas? It's just that the offer this time is lower than the one at the beginning of the season. Chris, as a friend, don't you think this is a bit inappropriate? I know you will say how outstanding Monta's condition is, averaging per game

You can get close to 20 points, but I think you should see Wood's condition better."

Without waiting for Chris Mullin to answer, McHale continued, taking a look at Otis Smith in the room through the crack in the door that was not closed.

Although Otis Smith hid it well, he could still feel that Otis Smith was feeling the pressure from the Warriors.

"Wood's value now is much greater than it was at the beginning of the season. Now the whole country knows how bright Wood's future is. He is likely to enter the All-Star Game as a rookie, and will also enter the three-point contest and even the slam dunk contest.

It is said that Steve Jobs will also be the spokesperson for the upcoming smartphone."

Chris Mullin frowned more and more as he listened. McHale's words were all telling him that the price you offered was not qualified. Just when he was about to speak, McHale's voice suddenly dropped: "Otis Smith.

You were just sitting and chatting with me."

Although McHale's voice was very low, Otis Smith in the box and Chris Mullin on the other end of the phone could still hear clearly. Both of them knew that McHale was putting him on the chopping block.

"In addition to Monta and next year's first round, Mike Dunleavy will be exchanged for Wood Lingajari and Eddie Griffin." Chris Mullin said solemnly.

McHale softly repeated Chris Mullin's latest offer, seemingly pondering whether the offer was appropriate.

"Damn it!" Otis Smith couldn't help but curse in his heart. He knew that McHale was pressuring him to tell him the Warriors' offer.

His bid was for the Magic to take out Jamal Nelson and Bogans, this year's No. 11 pick JJ Redick, and the next year's first-round pick in 2008 and next year's second-round pick in exchange for Linson and La.

Shad McCants.

This offer is already better than the original offer of Jamal Nelson plus Bogansga in the first round in 2007, but it is still a bit worse than the Warriors' offer, but Otis Smith is still prepared to remain calm for the time being.

Listen and then talk.

"Chris. I want the Warriors' first-round picks in the next two years. We don't need Mike Dunleavy, Montaga, plus Frenchmen Michael Pietrus and Matt Barnes in the first round in the next two years."

McHale was unequivocal in his offer.

Of course, McHale knew that the offer was exaggerated, and he didn't expect the Warriors to really agree. He hoped to negotiate an ideal price based on this offer, and also allow the Magic to increase the price.

"What are you offering? Kevin, you're not going to tell me it's just Wood, are you?" Chris Mullin said with a smile, but he was trying his best to control it. McHale's offer was completely robbing him.

So stupid.

"Of course it's not just Wood. In addition, we will add Rashad McCants. Although his condition this year is not very ideal, there is no doubt about his potential, and even without Rashad, I think Wood is definitely worthy of you.

If he didn't want to stay in Minnesota, a place of ice and snow, we wouldn't let him go. Even if you have LeBron James, we wouldn't let him go."

McHale said it with such reluctance that Otis Smith, who was sitting opposite, wanted to throw the coffee in front of him directly.

Chris Mullin glanced at Nelson: "I need to think about it seriously and call you later. Also, can I know Orlando's price?"

"I'm sorry Chris, although we are friends. Very good friends but this is confidential and I think you should know. I can only tell you that Orlando has given us not only the present but also the future."

Chris Mullin endured his displeasure and said, "I understand. I'll call you later."

After saying that, Chris Mullin hung up the phone directly. Listening to the beeping voice on the other end of the phone, McHale retracted his glance at Otis Smith and flashed a smile at the corner of his mouth. Obviously, things developed far beyond his expectations.

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Seeing McHale hang up the phone, Otis Smith immediately put on a normal expression.

"Feel sorry."

"It doesn't matter, but can I know their quotation? I know this is a bit against the rules, but I came here in good faith, otherwise I wouldn't fly here." Otis Smith said.

At this moment, the halftime show at Quicken Loans Center in Cleveland has come to an end, and the fans in the audience applauded and cheered for Miley Cyrus.

In the locker room, Lin Sen adjusted his new arm guard. The arm guard in the first half was soaked with sweat, so Lin Sen changed it. Just when he was about to close the locker, his phone vibrated and showed that there was a new one.

short message.

He took out his cell phone and the person who sent the text message was David Falk. When he opened the message, there were only simple words in it: "Magic general manager Otis Smith is meeting with McHale in Minneapolis."

Lin Sen expressionlessly put his phone in the locker and closed the locker.

He had learned from David Falk before that both the Magic and the Warriors wanted him to join, and David Falk also analyzed the advantages and disadvantages of joining the two teams.

But he didn't expect that the Magic's general manager would fly to Minneapolis in person. Furthermore, the entire Orlando media had been actively releasing signals to welcome him to join recently, which made Lin Sen feel more favorable towards the Orlando Magic.

Moreover, the Magic also have big men like Dwight Howard. Although his skills are rough, in today's environment, a center like Howard is extremely valuable.

"Otis, you know I'm very pleased with you, and based on our friendship I should agree, but I'm the general manager of the Timberwolves, so..."

"I'll increase the price!" McHale was interrupted by Otis Smith before he could finish his words.

Hearing Otis Smith's words, McHale's eyes immediately shone with light. (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!

ps: I'm lucky, I got a call suddenly. Xiao Ai has to go for an interview tomorrow morning. I was originally worried about the update, so I will drink coffee and stay up late coding tonight!