The rest is just noise

"Is there something wrong with your fucking mind?"

Being scolded by the bishop in front of him, Kemp did not dare to get angry or speak out.

"Coach, I just want to get Patrick to let go of that thing." Kemp's hands that could almost touch his knees began to rub and scratch on his legs.

He was extremely nervous and felt that he had made a stupid mistake.

But his mistake was more than just stupidity. It was simply the product of his extremely stupid father and his mother, who, to use a curse word, said, "You are such an idiot for riding a horse."

"Which of your eyes can tell that he hasn't let go of that thing?" Louis asked angrily.

"He has become very bad-tempered and has no patience with me," Kemp said cautiously, "and he still doesn't pass the ball to me."

"Why didn't he pass the ball to you? Are you referring to the last game? Can't you see that every time he catches the ball, he is double-teamed by two or three people? He has to see you if he wants to pass the ball to you, right?

How can you pass the ball if you can't see it? Do you think he is Unseld or Bill Walton? How can that stupid orangutan with indirect glaucoma have that kind of passing consciousness?"

Kemp thought he would be scolded, but not...

He felt incredibly disappointed because what he thought would definitely happen didn't happen. Even if being scolded was not a good thing at all, he couldn't be satisfied because he made a mistake. Not only did Louis not scold him, he also scolded You.

Because of one meal.

"So, he didn't intentionally pass the ball to me?"

Louis said angrily: "Even if you don't know your fucking position, you should believe me. How the hell would I tolerate him doing that? I tell everyone this, and you do the same, as long as you exist subjectively

As long as I discover your selfish behavior, I will definitely replace you from the field immediately, regardless of your state or performance at the time!"

"Did you hear that clearly?"

Kemp nodded vigorously, and his face, which looked like a fool, was a little cute.

No, I can no longer be a fan of such a mentally retarded person!

Louis firmed up his thoughts.

Kemp clutched the necklace: "So, I shouldn't give this necklace to him?"

"Isn't this fucking obvious? How can it be like this? Even if you stole the gold necklace, you still have to pretend not to know. Even if he finds out the truth, you have to kill him. It has nothing to do with you.

Why, it wasn’t you!”

Kemp subconsciously said: "I really didn't do it!"

"Then why did you still give him a gold necklace?"

Kemp was stunned.

"Whether you did it or not, don't do anything now. If you suddenly give him a gold necklace, no matter what you say, Patrick will doubt you. This is not what a fucking human being does!"

Kemp said hurriedly: "Then I will return it right now!"

"Wait a minute!" Louis shouted, "Leave the gold necklace!"

Kemp was like a student who had something confiscated, carefully placing the gold necklace on the table; "Coach, you don't intend to confiscate this, do you?"

"Holy shit! Who do you think I am?" Louis realized that if he continued to communicate with Kemp, his lungs would explode sooner or later. "I'll borrow it for two days and then give it back to you."

"real?"

Does this little bastard really think I'm going to confiscate his gold necklace?

"get out!"

"yes!"

"etc!"

Louis' face was uncertain: "Tell Patrick to come to my office."

"Coach, should I deliver the exact words without modification, or should I modify them slightly to make them sound more polite?"

"Fuck!"

Louis feels chest tightness, rapid heartbeat, and can't breathe

"Get out of here right away!"

"Then I can express myself freely?"

"Get the fuck out of here!"

"Good."

Billy Donovan walked in and saw Louis' face turned red: "Are you okay, coach?"

"Why do you think there are idiots like Sean?" Louis asked.

Donovan said astutely: "Because the world needs both smart people like you and fools like Sean. There are also many ordinary people like me who are neither smart nor stupid."

"It is these three groups that constitute human society."

"Listening to one word from you is better than hearing a hundred words from Sean." After Louis finished speaking, he shook his head, "No, no, the level of what you said is something that fool will never be able to say in his lifetime."

Donovan put down the inspection materials he had returned from his business trip.

This time, Donovan mainly went to scout the popular players submitted by the scouting department.

Everyone on the Knicks coaching staff knows that Louis started out as a scout in his early years, and then became an assistant coach, rising step by step. This is how Tomjanovich came, and so did Zhao Yuanzheng. Now the scouting department is controlled by Zhao Yuanzheng and R.C.

Director Ford, Donovan took the initiative to get this job.

Ewing showed up.

"Coach Lu, let me go watch their training."

"Um."

Ewing waited for Donovan to go away and asked, "What do you want from me?"

Louis took out the gold necklace that encapsulated the silly essence of Camp's life.

"This is not my necklace." Ewing said narcissistically. "The workmanship of my necklace is much better than this one. It has a heart-shaped logo. This one looks like a high-street product and cannot be compared."

"What are you proud of? Did I say this is for you?" Louis snorted, "Give this necklace back to the high school student."

Ewing was stunned for a few seconds: "It suits his taste."

"Don't be ridiculous, I bought this for you."

"for me?"

"Yeah."

"Why?"

"Because your charisma is so strong, I am completely attracted to you."

Ewing's face darkened: "Did he steal my necklace?"

"Yes, you have become smarter recently." Louis said lightly, "That's the problem. He didn't steal your necklace, but he thinks you think he stole your necklace. You know people are emotional animals, especially...

A high school student, he comes from the countryside of Indiana. Larry, as you have seen, his self-esteem is so fucking strong, but this is a hint of their behavior to cover up their low self-esteem. He feels that you are still doubting him, and you are

You just acted like you were deliberately alienating him on the court. He didn't want to drift away from you. He also wanted to learn more from you. I really didn't expect that he regarded you as a benchmark."

Ewing said dissatisfied: "You mean I'm not worthy of being his benchmark?"

"I really don't mean that. What I mean is that you sometimes speak and act a little inconsiderate of other people's feelings. Although the high school student is no longer a child, he has just entered the adult world. According to our psychological evaluation of him, his

The mental age is only 16 years old, you can say he is still a child."

Ewing said sarcastically, "I've never seen a 16-year-old kid fuck with someone in the bathroom."

So, when we despise the moral stains of others, we often ignore our own problems.

Louis smiled contemptuously: "How do you think you are better than him? How old are you? Are the children rolling on the floor? Why don't you just go in and out of the nightclub with a bunch of flesh and blood following you? Do you want to?

If you had everything you have today at the age of 16, do you think you would do better than him?"

Ewing had nothing to say, holding the gold necklace in his hand.

"what do you want me to do?"

"You personally returned the gold necklace to him and told him that the incident was over. You didn't doubt him, never." Louis asked, "Understood?"

"What's so hard to understand," Ewing said.

"Go ahead and pay attention to your words. Don't let him think that I sent you there. Let him believe that you really didn't doubt him."

Otherwise, Louis really couldn't imagine what tricks Kemp would come up with to "prove" himself.

Louis was not at ease. He walked out of the office and watched from a distance.

After a while, Ewing returned to the training ground.

He walked up to Kemp, handed him the gold necklace, and said a few words.

Kemp nodded vigorously.

Suddenly, Kemp looked towards where Louis' office was.

He bumped into Louis who was peeping, and his expression was frozen, as if he had been caught stealing.

"Are you okay?" Louis shouted.

Ewing laughed and said: "It's okay!"

Louis wanted to know what they said, and asking the person involved would definitely lead to no results, but fortunately he had his own intelligence network.

Alex Stevens personally came to inform Louis.

The conversation between Ewing and Kemp is as follows:

"this is yours?"

"be mine."

"To please me? (Kemp nodded), I don't need it, I know this is Louis' idea, what the hell are you thinking about all day long? Playing hard is what you should do, don't follow him.

He's hanging around behind his butt, he has nothing to do now and he doesn't want to lose weight, so he just likes to think about these bullshit, do you understand? (Kemp nodded vigorously)"

After hearing this, Louis was silent for half a minute.

"That Jamaican bastard really said that and Sean nodded?"

"I saw it with my own eyes," Stevens said.

"WQTMLGBD!" Louis slapped the table angrily. He felt that his image of being wise and powerful in Ewing's mind would be seriously damaged because of this incident.

How could he come up with such a bad idea? Did Ewing think he was so boring and retarded?

Why doesn't Kemp deny it? What was he thinking?

"I will definitely deal with that high school student!" Louis said through gritted teeth.

After that, Louis DNP Kemp in two consecutive games.

Kemp came to ask why, and Louis said expressionlessly while watching a cool movie: "Because you slandered the coach in public."

"It's unfair, coach, I didn't."

What makes Louis most angry is that he has committed a heinous crime without knowing it: "Come on, please get this kid out of here!"