Early the next morning, Li Guanyu went to the training camp to practice shooting for a while, and then drove a Geely with Beasley to the American Airlines Arena slowly.

Just about twenty minutes later, a voice sounded in my ears - "Rookie, don't you know that this old man came first?" ”

Turning his head to look, Sean Marion.

The two of them didn't say anything, and closed their eyes again. With a 'labor first come, first enjoy' attitude, Sean Marion couldn't stand this sulking, so he raised his voice and roared: "Rookie, I must warn you that you are provoking the dignity of an All-Star player." ”

After hearing this, Michael Beasley's eyes widened, and he sneered with an expression that didn't like you: "That was before, and now you are just a big contract burden for the team." ”

Li Guanyu listened secretly funny on the side, but did not show it. Said in his heart: If Beasley convinces you, it will be strange, the two positions coincide, there must be one person who sacrifices data, and it is difficult to prosper together. Sooner or later, there will be contradictions, and it is better to fall out now.

"What about you? My biggest star. Sean Marion insinuated: "Do you want to smoke marijuana at night?" Or go to a party with a surname? I'm sure you're an absolute All-Star in this regard. ”

“**！” Beasley roared wildly, immediately jumped off the massage table, and then pushed Sean Marion away with one palm, putting on a posture of Xingyi Fist - this is what he learned from Li Guanyu in the past few days, not to mention how much he has learned, but at least the posture is still there.

Seeing Sean Marion stunned by his own posture, Michael Beasley didn't forget to learn from Bruce Lee and shrugged his nose, then stretched out his right hand and beckoned, screaming, "Come on, Sean." Like a man, if you win, you have this seat. If you lose, please leave. ”

Sean Marion was bluffed by Michael Beasley, thinking of the scene when Li Guanyu beat Marcus Banks after returning from England, and couldn't help but subconsciously retreat - this guy has been learning from that guy for so long, what if he is really beaten?

Just when Sean Marion was riding the tiger, the savior appeared - Dwyane Wade happened to walk in for physiotherapy and saw Michael Beasley looking tense, so he asked, "What are you doing, Michael?" ”

"A man's duel."

When Li Guanyu saw Dwyanwade coming, he thought that this fight must not be able to fight, and if he fought again, he would offend the boss of Dwyanwade. In order to prevent himself from making it more difficult for himself to mix with Michael Beasley, I saw him quickly get up, leaned into Michael Beasley's ear and said: "I can't fight this time, let's teach him a lesson next time!" ”

Beasley's thorn head didn't stop talking, but he was respectful to Li Guanyu, and he could only say that the brine and tofu were one thing and one thing.

"You go on, let's go out and practice first." Li Guanyu laughed, and half-pulled and half-pushed Michael Beasley out of the physiotherapy room. As soon as he got out of the physiotherapy room, Michael Beasley immediately asked Li Guanyu: "Hey, Liu Kushi is crazy, why didn't you just let me teach Sean Marion a lesson about that monkey?" Don't you see how arrogant he is in front of us? I've really had enough of him. If you hadn't pulled it, I think he would have broken his head and bled with kung fu. ”

For Beasley's annoyance, Li Guanyu can understand it very well. Beasley's hatred of Sean Marion is definitely higher than his own hatred of Marcus Banks, because Marcus Banks can at most threaten Li Guanyu, but Sean Marion is the kind of competitor who is slightly better than Michael Beasley in terms of strength, although Beasley's room for improvement is huge, but it is undeniable that Sean Marion's starting position so far is still unbreakable.

"If you had just done it, I can vouch for it, we didn't have a single one in the team who could speak. Now those old birds are consciously isolating us, and if Dwyane is on their side, it means that we are not far from Miami. ”

"Leave and leave, what's the big deal." Michael Beasley had an arrogant expression of 'there is no place to stay here'.

"But do you want the sun, the sand and the bikini girls?" Li Guanyu asked rhetorically with a smile on his face.

When Li Guanyu said this, Beasley's originally arrogant face had a little more scruples, but he still replied stiffly: "What if we are sent to New York?" Or Los Angeles. ”

"It's only one in twenty-nine, and there's more chance we'll be sent to faraway Toronto or icy Minnesota."

Beasley was silent, Li Guanyu patted him on the shoulder, and the two walked to the court to acclimatize to the field. After the assistant coach helped to open the muscles, the two took advantage of the situation to play a shooting game.

Brush Brush Brush Brush!

The hit rate of the two was surprisingly high, much higher than before, Li Guanyu looked for the reason for a while, and finally was attributed to the cultivation of Xingyi Fist. Because practicing this kind of boxing method requires a very skillful control of the strength of the muscles, and shooting is nothing more than controlling the angle of strength.

After nearly half an hour, some fans on the court also came, and teammates and Rockets players gradually arrived. Although Li Guanyu saw a huge figure practicing on the opposite side very early, Li Guanyu did not go over to say hello, because he felt that even if it was a 'foreign acquaintance', it had to be arranged after the battle.

Once the crew arrived, Spoelstra gathered the players, explained the tactics, and announced the starting line-up - center Magloyle, power forward Haslem, small forward Michael Beasley, shooting guard Dwyane Wade, and point guard Li Guanyu.

When Spoelstra announced the list, all the Miami players were surprised, especially Marcus Banks and Sean Marion, who thought they could start with their excellent preseason stats, but they didn't expect to be usurped in the first regular season game, which is too incomprehensible.

"Sir, do you think Lee is better suited to start than me? I mean, is he capable of starting in his current form? Marcus Banks immediately questioned Spoelstra, a thirty-seven-year-old young marshal.

'I think everything has to be decided after he plays.' Spoelstra smiled slightly, and gave Marcus Banks a gentle knife, directly sealing his throat, leaving him speechless.

"Don't be surprised, old bird, after tonight, the urge to start will only be reproduced in your dreams." Li Guanyu smiled coldly, stepped aside and ignored his Banksys' angry gaze.