"Stop... Stop··· Stop Catherine, I can't hold it anymore, let me go. ”

"No, it's not time yet!"

"How long do you have to wait, Fack?"

"Hold on a little longer, just a while!"

"You've been repeating this sentence for 3 minutes, you Bichi!"

Hearing this, Catherine's figure pressed down again.

"Oh woo, crumbs, slow down, I'm still a 20-year-old boy!"

"Are you really—boy?"

In the middle of the night, Catherine got up, and Mo Wen, who was sweating profusely, hugged her legs pitifully.

"Don't worry, I'll be responsible for your body." Catherine chuckled and left with the timer in her heart's content

Mo Wen gritted his teeth and looked at Catherine's back, he thought Catherine was just a, but he didn't expect that she was still a poisonous woman!

This wave of leg presses pressed him for 5 minutes, is this something that people can do?

Before Mo Wen could take two breaths, Catherine twisted her tempting little waist and came to Mo Wen's eyes.

"Alright, you've rested for 55 seconds, it's time to move on to the next training program."

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"If Yao Ming says that again, then let him be the head coach!"

An enraged Harris slammed the table in front of the basketball director, pointing to a piece of the newspaper and scolding.

The director could only awkwardly ask Harris to sit down, pour him tea, and say good things to the translator next to him.

What makes the always gentle "Silver Fox" lose such a big temper? The director looked at the circled page of the newspaper and sighed to himself.

There is nothing else written on it, it is an interview with Yao Ming, in which Yao Ming expressed his thoughts that he does not want the team's old-timer - Fan Bin, who has never participated in a world-class competition in his life, to be laid off on the eve of the Olympics and kicked out of the men's basketball team.

Jiao Jian and Fan Bin are the heroes of the Harbin Asian Championships men's basketball team winning the championship, and have made great contributions to the Chinese men's basketball team to win the Olympic ticket.

But Harris and Younas have always wanted to cut them out of consideration for the development of talent for the men's basketball team.

The goal of the men's basketball team in this Olympics is to train soldiers, for the more important 08 BJ Olympics training, what is the use of bringing a Jiao Jian with little potential, and a 34-year-old veteran who is about to retire?

Every month Harris wanted to cut them, but each time the basketball association found various reasons to keep them.

It wasn't until July that the men's basketball team was going to determine the list of people going to Long Beach for training, and Fan Bin was finally brushed off.

"Brother Yao, is this world really fair?"

The night before registration, Liu Wei lay on the bed in a daze and asked Da Yao next door.

Da Yao was stunned for a moment, and was silent for a long time without speaking, he knew what Liu Wei meant.

Fan Bin has entered the national youth since he was a child, won glory for the country, and also made great contributions to the great cause of Bayi, and the Asian Championships last year used experience to help the men's basketball team stabilize and help the men's basketball team win the championship at a critical moment.

He had three chances to play in the Olympics, and each time he missed out in the end, which can be called sad.

It's okay if it's just like this, after all, Harris and Younas's original intention is also to make the men's basketball team stronger, although they are uncomfortable, but not unacceptable.

But on the other hand, Mo Wen has never played for his country before, and he has not returned to China after playing the general game, he only needs to wait for them in Los Angeles, and he has already booked the absolute outside core of the men's basketball team.

Maybe Mo Wen is very powerful, but this kind of thing that doesn't look at qualifications at all and speaks entirely based on strength makes many veterans in the men's basketball team complain.

"Why is that kid, who stepped on a horse, stepped into the Olympics without a little effort, and became the core, he is really unreasonable!"

Last time outside the locker room, Yao Ming heard such a scolding, this was the loudest, and he heard some of the people who didn't shout, not one person complaining about dissatisfaction, it was a group of people.

He didn't go in and reason with the people inside, because he was also the "special" one in the men's basketball team.

Harris has engaged in 30 sets of basic tactics for the Chinese men's basketball team, and has evolved more advanced tactics, with more than 150 sets.

One third of them are prepared with Mo Wen as the core, one-third with him Yao Ming as the core, and one-third are team tactics after playing internal and external cooperation.

When he is on the field, all the players are running, the core of the tactics is him, and the previous outside-based tactical system no longer exists, as many media say, Harris treats him as an "old man's crutch" If he is not on the court, other players will not play.

Da Yao could clearly feel the cooling enthusiasm of his teammates, although he didn't say it openly, but the discomfort in everyone's hearts was certain.

That's not bad, because everyone can only say that there is a little bit of a gap with him.

And Mo Wen, he didn't come back when he "played a big name" during the domestic training camp, Li Nan and Fang Yu proposed to take everyone to familiarize themselves with the outside tactics in advance for Mo Wen's position, but they were directly rejected by Younas.

"There's nothing to practice, it's just the regular blocking and dismantling tactics in the NBA, you just need to stand in a good position, help Mo get away, and watch him play, it's very simple, except for him, no one else in the men's basketball team has this strength now."

Yao Ming knew that Younas's words were right, Mo Wen definitely had the strength and would definitely be able to do this job well, but who could be happy when he heard this?

Mo Wen won the championship as the main force of the Pistons this year, and his reputation in China almost surpassed that of Da Yao, and now when he goes out to mention basketball, it is either Da Yao or "Brother Mo", who else is there in the men's basketball team, I don't know!

Da Yao originally thought that his teammates would redouble their efforts in training in this envy and jealousy, but what he didn't expect was that in addition to a few young people in the team who had a good relationship with him, those old players were slacking off day by day.

He can already imagine what kind of test Mo Wen will usher in after returning to the team, and Mo Wen's somewhat unstingy personality will probably really make a big news.

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In the hot office, Pat Riley, who had just hung up the phone, picked up a cigar leaning against the ashtray.

The back of the suit, the erect bridge of the nose and the slightly furrowed brow, against the background of the dim light and the smoke from the cigar, make his figure look extraordinarily deep, like the godfather in the movie.

Pat Riley is thinking about a big gamble related to the team's next 5 or even 10 years, trading O'Neal is a big gamble, a 2-year contract of nearly 60 million, will occupy most of the salary space of the Heat, but after this big gamble, the Heat can still have a little money left.

And if there is another gamble, then the Heat may really have nothing left except Wade.

Knock Knock –

His deputy, Randy, pushed the door open and sat down in front of him, reporting on the results of his communication.

"The kid's agent said they would only accept a 2+1 contract, with a two-way option for the last year."

"There is also news, his agent said that there have been sneaker manufacturers who have made an offer of nearly 10 million a year for him, and he will sign it after the Olympics."

Pat Riley tapped his fingers on the tabletop, a relieved smile.

"It's so confident, but I like it."

"Inform Dumas that the deal is business as usual, and let him submit the application together."

On the other hand, in Detroit, Dumas, who received the fax of the Heat's official trade, also showed a smug smile.

Butler is the player named by the Lakers manager, and without him, it will not be difficult for the Heat to trade O'Neal again.

And without O'Neal's Heat, it is okay to make the playoffs in the East, but the Eastern Conference finals are basically impossible.

But what Dumas didn't know was that after Dumas submitted a trade request to the league, another fax came to the Raptors' general manager's desk.

At eleven o'clock in the evening, Mo Wen's phone rang again because of some force majeure factors.

"You're very popular, it's so late, which chick is asking you out."

"Wait, don't move yet."

"Cut, I don't!"

"Shhh Fack"

Mo Wen happily picked up the phone.

"Hey Mo, congratulations, you're going to play in Miami!"

Before Mo Wen could reply, someone who was moving around not far away came over and made some strange noises into the phone.

"Uh······ Forgive me, I didn't even know who to congratulate for a while. ”

"Steve?"

Catherine seemed to hear a familiar voice.

Mo Wen quickly hung up the phone to avoid an embarrassing continuation.

"It's like... It's him. ”

"Fake, give me the phone, I'm going to text him. If he dares to say half a word to others, even if he escapes to Europa, I will kill him! ”

"Why, still refuse to admit it?"

"Admit what?"

"Admit you inside you!"

"No, I said, it's just research!"

Mo Wen threw his phone aside, determined to torture this's heart.