The rest is just noise

On February 6, Louis took Lorraine and set off for Seattle with the team.

This year's All-Star Game started at the Kings Dome in Seattle. Four Knicks were selected to the All-Stars.

"Coach, will you specifically let us play a few more minutes?" Wilson asked with a smile.

McHale said with disgust: "How can you let the coach do such a thing? Don't you know that our coach is the most fair person in the world?"

"If any of you have a chance to win the AMVP, I will definitely give you the opportunity to fight for the trophy." Louis is open to this.

They arrived in Seattle, and there was a group of reporters outside the airport.

It was difficult for Louis to avoid these necessary interviews.

He had a reporter's microphone shoved in his face and was asked to say a few words.

Louis looked at them and didn't know what to say. After all, he came with Lorraine. Lorraine didn't want to stay at the airport for too long.

"Just ask if you want to know anything." Louis said with a smile, "I will try my best to answer."

The reporter delayed Louis for ten minutes.

Finally, he and Lorraine got into a taxi and headed to the hotel prepared by the organizer.

In the hotel, Lorraine carefully touched up her makeup.

"She's pretty enough. Didn't you realize that the rate of turning back when you walked into the hotel from the outside was more than 90%?" Louis looked at Lorraine from the back and saw that Lorraine's curves were very good, especially the peach that he had tested countless times.

"Why not 100%?" Lorraine asked arrogantly.

Louis replied wisely: "You have to accept that there are some blind people in this world who don't know that the most beautiful woman on earth is right next to them."

"Do you really think so?" Lorraine asked.

"Well," Louis walked behind her and moved his hands and feet consciously, "you are definitely the most beautiful woman in the world."

Lorraine turned around. It had been almost half a year since she was pregnant with her second child, and her belly was obviously bulging.

Although Louis once swore that he would not have feelings for a pregnant woman, he found a reasonable method.

You know, in the adult world, there is a kind of knowledge called preemptive strike.

"So do you think I can be an actor?"

Louis knew that Lorraine was interested in acting, but he always thought that it was just like his interest in the history of third-level films and adult films, and he generally would not invest too much in that kind of interest.

"I support whatever you do, but what about your studies at New York University?" Louis asked.

Hearing this, Lorraine was a little embarrassed to speak.

After all, this opportunity was fought for by Louis, and she knew that Louis owed him a favor for it. But now, she was pregnant again, and when the second child was born, her studies would definitely be put on hold again. She should have enrolled in school long ago.

After many years, my enthusiasm for law gradually disappeared.

Seeing that she was in trouble, Louis comforted her: "No matter what you want to do, I will support you. I just hope that you will think about it carefully and if you decide, just do it. My child and I will support you."

Lorraine laughed happily: "I chose a very nice stage name for myself."

"What's it called?" Louis was just about to ask when the hotel phone rang.

Louis turned to answer the phone.

"Hello."

"Lu, there's business!"

This voice, this tone, this mood that was like being pumped every day, as if he was drunk, only Elgin Baylor had it among the people Louis knew.

"Tell me about it." Louis smiled.

"San Antonio wants to trade John Dawkins for Manute.'

"One for one?" Louis asked.

Baylor replied: "Yes."

"Are they okay?" Louis has an impression of Dawkins. He is a puffy combo guard who has good fighting ability, but the current league is an era where giants are above all else.

Although Bol only protects the rim, he protects the rim to a top-two level in the league.

"Of course not only that, they are also willing to give away the 1990 first-round pick and the 1991 second-round pick."

Louis remembers that the Spurs acquired David Robinson in the late 1980s, and Robinson was the kind of super-powerful player who completely changed the team as soon as he arrived.

In other words, the Spurs' draft picks in the 1990s are worthless.

"What's their phone number? Let me come and talk to them." Louis said.

Belle called over.

"Are you working again?" Lorraine hated Louis' colleagues so much that she always picked a very inappropriate time to call.

Louis smiled sheepishly: "I can't help it, after all, I get two wages."

The general manager of the Spurs is Bob Buss, who is a veteran operator in the professional basketball circle.

He became the general manager of the ABA in 1971, and became the general manager of the Spurs in 1979, where he remains today.

He belongs to the type of manager who pays careful attention to calculations and mainly serves his boss.

If the boss doesn't want to spend money, he will break up the team and reduce expenses.

When the boss wants to have a better record and make it into the playoffs, he starts making trades to strengthen the team. This kind of person usually won't be a scourge for the team, but it's hard to have good skills.

"Is it Mr. Bob Bass?" Louis said with a smile, "I'm Little Lou."

On the other side of Bath, when they heard the call from Louis, they immediately paid attention: "Coach Lu, you must have heard that we want Manute Bol and are willing to sell young players and draft picks. I don't know.

how about?"

"Bob, I believe you are sincere in the transaction. I also admit that John Dawkins is a good player, but his position is awkward."

While Louis was on the phone, he noticed Lorraine taking off her clothes and carefully examining her figure.

Except for the pregnant belly, everything else is perfect.

"What's wrong?" Lorraine asked.

Louis pointed to his lower abdomen dissatisfied: Goblin, look at the good things you did, my second brother was even awakened by you!

"Oh, I see."

Lorraine approaches Louis like a succubus.

"Coach Lu, are you still there?"

"Uh, yes." Louis' brain was shut down, and he didn't know where he had just spoken.

Probably everyone has this experience. Sometimes, you are doing something in the room, and suddenly you remember to go to another room to get something. When you get up to get something, you are interrupted by something, such as saying "pay attention".

When you watch a program on TV, you hear someone next to you say something funny, or you suddenly realize the plot twist that you have been thinking about for months in a TV series you have watched before. No matter what it is, it’s the moment.

I went to the room, but I couldn't remember what I was doing there.

The reason why Louis forgot his lines was very simple, just because of the stunning beauty in front of him and her unruly behavior.

"You said John Dawkins was embarrassing to you"

"It's really embarrassing," Louis realized with wide eyes.

Louis had to try not to look at Lorraine. He picked up the phone and lay on the bed to make things easier.

"We have John Stockton, Dale Ellis, Tyler Corbin, Benjamin Wilson, Jeff Hornacek, and Dell Curry. We have enough personnel reserves on the back line. We really don't need it.

Dawkins ah”

"That's true." Bass said awkwardly, "However, the only young player we can match Manute's salary, that is, a young player with suitable combat ability, is John Dawkins."

In his opinion, if the Knicks cannot accept this trade for the sake of draft picks, the Spurs are almost out of the game.

"Actually, the addition we most want is an insider." Louis endured, "Trading Manute is not because we don't need him, but because he wants a better development environment, so if you are willing to come up with

If a good insider comes in exchange, we can make a deal."

Hearing this, Bass hesitated and said, "Let's figure it out again and wait for my call back."

"Yes, I can't ask for it!"

If Buzz was more sensitive, he would think that Louis was taking drugs and that his mood was a little abnormal.

Bass finally hung up the phone.

Louis put the phone aside and shouted: "You are absolutely crazy, don't you know I was working just now!"

In a short time, it disintegrated in a confined space that can melt anything.

Louis lay helpless on the bed.

"What's wrong? It's like a Coohohloh." Lorraine often uses this word to call the children at home.

Louis felt that the child did fit his current state.

Much later, he learned that the word meant puppy in Italian.

"It's nothing. It's just that after being frivolous by a crazy woman, I feel that life is like this." Louis suddenly had a great wish, "Let me die on the bed."

Lorraine rinsed her mouth and teased: "Your wish will definitely come true in a few decades."

"Isn't it too long?"

Louis decided to stay in his current position and wait for Bass's call back.

Suddenly, he remembered what Lorraine said about giving himself a stage name.

"Marlena, you haven't told me yet, what is your stage name for yourself?"

"!￥!%@%" She was gargling.

"ha?"

She rinsed her mouth again, returned to the room and whispered: "Monica Bellucci."