The rest is just noise

When Christmas came, Lorraine caught a cold, her nose was completely blocked and she could only breathe through her mouth.

"Oxygen is more important for survival than food. However, our bodies use fat to store energy, but cannot store any form of oxygen." Lorraine complained, "This is unfair. We humans are obviously more advanced creatures.

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Louis was suffering from paralysis at home, "Be careful when you say this outside. The saints of animal protection will not listen to this tone of yours."

"That's right..." Lorraine said, "They can't change my mind no matter what."

Louis believes this, women are always stubborn.

Just like his mother Li Xuanbing, she never believes any news on TV, but whenever she hears from her neighbors, second aunt or third aunt's friends or neighbors that something will no longer be available for purchase, it's best to stock up now.

She must be a pioneer.

Today, Li Xuanbing wore a new dress.

Lorraine suddenly acted like a scheming concubine in a palace drama who wanted to please the Queen Mother: "Mom, your clothes are so beautiful, just like the queen (Chinese)."

Li Xuanbing immediately paid attention to Lorraine's physical condition and couldn't tell at all that the two of them didn't look at each other a few years ago.

After caring about Lorraine, Li Xuanbing did not forget to offend his son: "Listen, even an Italian is sweeter than you."

Louis would not say that Lorraine’s words were taught by him mouth to mouth... Every time Lorraine said something wrong, Louis would reward her with some delicious food.

Who knows how much hardship his second brother endured in order for Lorraine to learn this sentence?

"You don't just look like a queen, you are a queen." Louis had to say.

Li Xuanbing continued to express dissatisfaction: "Don't you have anything fresh?"

"Mom, that's it. I don't have the skills..." Louis was troubled by things in the team.

"Okay, I don't have time to please your mother, so I should pay more attention to your wife!" Li Xuanbing seemed not to know that Louis and Lorraine were not married yet.

"We...are not married yet," Louis said.

This is what worries the old mother the most.

"How dare you say that? I've already given you two babies, why didn't you say anything? Do you want me to propose to you? Take the initiative and take responsibility like a man! She even calls me mom. This matter

Is it possible for you not to get married? Or do you have other desires in your heart?" Li Xuanbing's eyes were suddenly filled with doubts, "Could it be that you really have..."

"Don't think that since you are my mother, I won't dare to sue you for defamation. I will sue you for defaming me!"

"Then tell me, how to solve this problem?"

"Get married! How else to solve it?" Louis rolled his eyes.

Li Xuanbing nodded vigorously: "This is what you said. This year is coming to an end, so I won't let it go. Next year, no matter what, you have to give me an explanation!"

"knew."

Louis is not interested in getting married. But what is the reason for not getting married? He can't find it. If he is a scumbag who wants to remain unmarried and indulge in promiscuity, that would be understandable.

But over the years, he has walked among flowers without a leaf touching him.

This noble moral character is considered top-notch among a group of time-travelers who are morally corrupt, have low moral quality, are extremely poorly cultivated, and are full of scum, right?

Now, he decided that since there was no difference between getting married or not, why not get married? Instead of waiting for Lorraine to rush him, he might as well take the initiative and get the matter done, and everyone would be happy.

With this section figured out, Louis only needed to set a date for the wedding.

He finally scheduled it between July/August/September next year.

If they succeed in challenging the Celtics, it will be a double blessing. If they fail to challenge the Celtics, it will be a combination of good news and bad luck.

Anyway, it will always work.

Will Lorraine say no? Louis doesn't think so.

He and Lorraine's relationship is very stable, they rarely quarrel, and they now have two children. It can be said that this is something that closely connects them.

Louis could never imagine that when he walked into the wedding hall, he would hold hands with someone other than Lorraine.

In this year's Christmas Day game, the Knicks are, as usual, one of the participating teams. Their opponent is the Portland Trail Blazers, who have already played against each other once before but unfortunately lost.

I don’t know if it’s a coincidence or not, but the Knicks and Trail Blazers are being shaped into the next generation’s rivals.

The league has tasted the sweetness of the rivalry between the Lakers and Celtics. They know that this kind of contradictory setting between the two sides will attract a lot of attention when the opponents compete in the Finals.

New York is the number one city in the world, and Portland, a city torn apart by industrial degradation, just inherits the characteristics of Los Angeles and Boston.

Moreover, there is an extreme contrast in the playing styles between the two sides.

The Knicks, who should be as glorious and gorgeous as the Lakers, actually rely on defense to stay in the league and play the most terrifying game.

Although the Knicks often score well in games, their defense often turns strong matchups into wrestling dramas in the mud.

For old fans, this kind of game is good to watch, but it is not conducive to the promotion of the league.

On the contrary, the Trail Blazers, under the leadership of Jordan, are already the team with the best playing style in the league.

Arranging these two teams as rivals in the next era is in line with the league's habits.

That afternoon, Louie was on the phone with Warriors general manager Jack McMahon in his office.

McMahon is very ambitious.

He's had enough of Joe Barry Carroll who doesn't care, and he's worried about the Georgetown wing Reggie Jackson they selected in this year's draft.

It's a given that Carroll is hated by McMahon.

He is the kind of player that you think is tasteless and a pity to abandon, but in the end when you throw him away, you will find that it is actually a player who is not a pity at all.

If the best player on your team is a sluggish, unmotivated guy who looks like he's in his 70s or 80s, the rest of the team won't have much energy.

Carroll makes the Warriors look vulnerable.

Right now, the Warriors' biggest problem is Carroll.

McMahon has wanted to send him away since last year, but failed to get a suitable offer.

McMahon misjudged Carroll's popularity. He thought that no matter how bad Carroll was, he at least had real combat ability and was a quasi-star insider.

As a result, his asking price was just a garbage contract, a young player with potential, and draft picks.

They all were persuaded to quit, and no one was willing to take over.

This made McMahon very distressed. The Warriors spent another hopeless season. When they selected Reggie Williams with the second overall pick, McMahon thought he had found the pearl that Louis was looking for.

However, Miller's performance with the Knicks convinced McMahon that he had the wrong guy.

"Lou, let's be honest, what would you give for Carroll?" McMahon asked.

Louis joked: "Well, I'm not willing to pay anything for him. But I am very willing to give away at least $1 million to prevent Carol from coming to New York."

McMahon was almost mad to death. He was not in good health to begin with, and his blood pressure soared when he heard Louis' words.

How desperate does this have to be? The best player on your team, in the eyes of others, is a player you don't want even a million dollars for.

"Is he that bad?!"

McMahon yelled.

"Don't be angry, Jack, I know you're not in good health, but I have to tell you the truth." Louis told the reason why he didn't want Carroll, "All team sports can influence each other. If your team

If there is a particularly hard-working guy, others will naturally be affected and work as hard as he does. This is a natural tendency of most humans to strengthen. On the contrary, if there is a particularly inactive player in your team, your only

What we have to do is to keep him firmly on the bench and not let him play."

"Of course, if you are unlucky like you and the best player on the team happens to be the least active player on the team, then you will be in big trouble. You will struggle with him hundreds of times because of his data.

Overestimating his value." Louis said bluntly, "In fact, for those teams that have prospects, Carroll is worthless."

How could McMahon not know this?

But what Louis said was too exaggerated. He didn't even ask for a million dollars. For a quasi-All-Star player, is there anything more humiliating than this?

"Then let's talk about other business." McMahon gave up the idea of ​​sending Carroll to the Knicks. "Reggie Williams, are you interested?"

"Sorry, Jack, I've sworn never to draft a Georgetown player since Ewing."

This sentence really knocked McMahon out of control.

"What do you mean? Is Ewing bad? I'm willing to trade 100 Carrolls for Ewing!" In desperation, he said something even more outrageous than offering a million dollars for Carroll.

"Ewing is certainly not worse than Carroll, but you know, he is that kind of player who is very special, very rare, and very popular with you..." Louis vividly described, "His shooting

, as funny as a rabbit jumping around in front of you. Although he can make a shot, his posture is ugly and affects his appetite; his defense is like a mad dog rushing back and forth to protect his food. I admit that he is very aggressive, but he

He can't control the number of fouls he commits, otherwise he's averaging not only four blocks per game, but maybe more than five blocks..."

With a dark face, McMahon was about to interrupt Louis' Versailles, but he heard someone on the other end of the phone yelling angrily: "You better fucking trade me now, you damn Chinaman!"

"Patrick, no matter how angry you are, you can't call me Chinaman. This is racial discrimination!"

"You damn bastard, how often have you discriminated against me?"

McMahon hung up the phone and vowed never to call that bastard from the Blue Palace again.

What the hell is this!!!