Chapter 623: Surprised, Not Surprised (II)

Mike Woodson opened the car door, dropped the briefcase in the passenger seat, and sat down in the driver's seat. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Ding!", "Ding!", "Ding!", ......

Woodson's hand came a burst of messages received:

"Mike, you're the best!" - Ruan Erniu.

"But some people don't think so!"

"You didn't get a fair rating, but we're going to be champions!" – Joe Johnson.

"Of course, I'm not prepared to throw in the towel. ”

"Mike, no one can compare to you, but I want to make two more three-pointers when I get out of the game, is that okay?" – Josh Smith.

“NO-WAY!”

"Coach, I just got the news that I don't think Mike Brown is better than you at all. —Dragic.

"The world is unpredictable!"

"Mike, we're going to prove the coalition and the voting journalists wrong. ― Mike Bibby.

"I thought about it. ”

"You should go get a haircut and improve your mood!" – Chris Anderson.

"I'll let you run 10,000 meters, I swear!"

……

Woodson looked at the text message on his mobile phone with a lonely face, and after a long time, he finally put down the phone, breathed a long sigh of relief, and drove the car out.

And Egg Head's every move at this time was all under Ruan Erniu's control, because the camera secretly installed in the car had already recorded Woodson's every subtle expression.

"Ladies and gentlemen, have you all seen the expression of the 'wooden man'? Haha, this is not over yet, now we have to carry out the next plan," Ruan Erniu said here, and reminded Gu Shengjian again: "Old Gu, shoot at that street, Mike is going to drive the car out soon, and we will follow him the whole time." ”

People often usher in disappointment and even despair after they are determined to win, even Woodson, who is known as the "wooden man".

Citroen's top mobile sunroof was opened, Woodson let out an unbridled roar, and then turned on the car stereo to the maximum, and the old Woodson played the same old Beatles.

A song "Norwegian-wood" has nothing to do with the situation, but it complements Woodson himself:

I once owned a girl

Or should I say

It's she who owns me

She took me to see her room

That's good, isn't it?

Deserted like a Norwegian forest

She told me to stay and let me sit as I pleased

Then I looked around the room and saw that there wasn't even a chair

Then I had to sit on a small carpet

Waiting for the time to come

Drinking the wine she gave

We talked until two o'clock in the evening

Then she said

It's time to go to bed, right?

She told me she was going to work in the morning, and she laughed out loud

I told her there was no work

Then I had to run to the bathroom and sleep

When I woke up

I'm just on my own

The birds flew away

So I lit a cigarette

Isn't that great?

It's a deserted house like a Norwegian forest

Déjà vu lyrics?

That's right, "Norwegian-wood" translated into Chinese is Norwegian forest, although the direct translation of wood into forest is a bit rude, but the name has long been deeply rooted in people's hearts, and even more deeply rooted is the novel "Norwegian Forest".

Haruki Murakami listened to "Norwegian-wood" to complete his most popular work, and Lin Shaohua's translation made countless men and women in the Celestial Empire appreciate the charm of youth and petty bourgeoisie.

It is a memory that belongs to the times.

At this moment, Ruan Erniu, who was driving and paying attention to Woodson's humming performance on the screen, almost laughed and bent over.

"Old Gu, have we gone too far?" said Ruan Erniu.

"Boss, if you don't drive well, it's really too much!" Gu Shengjian continued to play the role of photographer.

Fortunately, Woodson's home was not far from the Philips Center, and it didn't take long for Woodson to drive into the parking lot.

Ruan Erniu also followed him into the parking lot, took out his mobile phone, and issued new instructions in the group.

"The target person has arrived, the next move begins, guys, be a little more natural, especially Billy, you don't show your stuff. ”

……

In the training hall of the Philips Center, Woodson had already adjusted his mood and stood calmly and calmly in front of the players.

"You are not allowed to look at me with the eyes of a loser, yes, my cowhide is blown up, but so what, as long as we win the championship, all the ridicule will reflect our greatness, and it should be the mockers themselves who should be ridiculed......"

"Mike, I've heard it all, don't be discouraged......" Billy Knight, the team's general manager, ran out of nowhere and hugged Woodson.

Behind him, journalists from several media outlets held microphones and cameras aloft.

"Billy, what's going on?" Woodson asked in Knight's ear.

"I think how about having a press conference where you can vent your emotions?"

Woodson looked at Knight with a strange look, as if the old fellow had gone mad!

"Are you kidding?"

"No, why am I kidding, you are in a re-elected COY, of course you should show it off, this is the first time in history. Billy Knight said sincerely.

"You're crazy!"

Woodson punched Knight and was about to continue his training session when he saw the players crowd around.

Ruan Erniu took the lead and grabbed Woodson, and then the others rushed up and raised the egg head high.

"One, two, three......"

Woodson was tossed high, then fell, and was thrown high again, and fell again......

“COY!”

“COY!”

“COY!”

……

Woodson, who looked confused, finally understood, he was tricked!

"Who is it? What the hell is it?" Woodson yelled angrily.

No one stepped up, and everyone dispersed, leaving Woodson alone in the middle of the court.

It took a long time for Billy Knight to go up and hug him again.

"Congratulations, Mike! This time it's the sincerest congratulations!" said Billy Knight.

Woodson refused to give up, gritting his teeth and saying to Billy Knight: "Hand over the mastermind, or I won't stop there." ”

Knight stretched out his hand, and at this moment, the players around Erniu suddenly ran in all directions, leaving only one of the Heavenly Dynasty people in place.

"Wait, hey, Mike, listen to me, I swear, I didn't plan it all alone, Joe, J-Smoove, MB, and a couple of guys were involved in it all, I'm right, help......"

It's late!

Enraged, Woodson lunged at him, threw him to the ground, and pounced on him......

"Ahh

And at the moment, on the other side of the pitch.

"It's a nice day!" said the eclipse.

"That's right, let's go play golf together after training?"

"Fishing is not bad, too!" Billie suggested.

……

The others were also in pairs, discussing unrelated topics.

A player who dares to confront the manager, or even play tricks, should be humanely destroyed, and no one will care about him.

Besides, do the Hawks really have to have a player named Kraft Nguyen?

Doesn't seem to have one, right?

Well.

Definitely not!

Definitely not!

Absolutely not!