NBA: Trading Westbrook at the beginning shocked Lao Zhan

By the time the Lakers arrived in Minnesota, it was already late at night. After getting off the plane, the Lakers were taken directly to the hotel.

In the hotel lobby, Vogel gathered the players together and gave a brief lecture.

"Guys, I played well today. Everyone must be tired. Let's rest early today and try not to go out for activities. Tomorrow, we will train as usual. At 10 o'clock in the morning the day after tomorrow, we will have a game against the Minnesota Timberwolves. Please pay attention Son."

After speaking, Vogel waved his hand to signal everyone to disband.

The staff of the Lakers team were already exhausted after a long day of travel and fatigue, and immediately rushed to their respective rooms to rest after they were disbanded.

Lin Fei also worked hard all day, he was really too tired, he took off his clothes when he entered the room, and fell asleep on the bed!

ding dong~ ding dong~
In the middle of the night, someone rang the doorbell of Lin Fei's room suddenly. Lin Fei had always been a light sleeper, and when he heard the doorbell, he woke up not long after.

The doorbell was still ringing, so someone probably bumped into it by accident. Lin Fei was a little confused, who would ring the doorbell of his own room in the middle of the night?

Could it be Jessica?

No way.
Lin Fei quickly put on his clothes, walked to the door, and opened it with one hand.

Seeing the appearance of the person standing in front of his door, Lin Fei frowned slightly.

In front of the door is Holden Tucker!

"Horton Tucker? What's the matter, what can I do for you?"

Horton Tucker didn't seem to expect that it was Lin Fei who opened the door, with a flustered expression, he stammered and explained: "Oh, Mr. Lin Fei, I'm sorry, I pressed the wrong door, I pressed the wrong door!"

"Pressed the wrong door??"

Lin Fei raised his eyebrows lightly, and then asked: "Then whose door did you want to press?"

Horton Tucker was stunned for a while, then smiled awkwardly: "I originally wanted to find the staff member of our team named Tom. He left something with me, and I want to return it to him."

Hearing Horton Tucker's explanation, Lin Fei chuckled and looked Horton Tucker up and down.

At this time, Horton Tucker was wearing brightly colored clothes, with shiny jewelry around his neck, how could this be to return things?

Also pretending to be Tom's staff, please!There are too many people named Tom in the team!
Lin Fei was sure at a glance that Horton-Tucker must have performed well against the Raptors, so he wanted to call his teammates on the team to go to the nightclub to celebrate!

Lin Fei didn't bother to expose such a clumsy lie, so he just stepped forward and patted Horton Tucker on the shoulder: "I know, I'm tired today, take a good rest in your own room, and you can return your things tomorrow, haha, And don't disturb Tom's rest."

After finishing speaking, Lin Fei smiled slightly at Horton Tucker, and then closed the door.

What Lin Fei said was not to correct Horton Tucker's living habits.

It's just because I'm going to trade Horton Tucker recently. If the reporter catches me at this time and reports that I went to a nightclub in the middle of the night, it will affect the value of Horton Tucker's transaction. This is what Lin Fei is worried about. !
Alas, wanting to go to a nightclub to celebrate after a good game is outrageous.
Lin Fei sighed softly, and his heart became more determined to trade Horton Tucker, the sooner the trade, the better!

Looking at the closed door in front of him, Horton Tucker twitched his lips helplessly. He wasn't too stupid, he knew that Lin Fei had seen through him.

Called teammates to go to the nightclub, but misread the room number and knocked on the door of the general manager of the team, Gan, this is really unlucky!
Horton Tucker's original mood of going to the nightclub was gone, coupled with Lin Fei's persuasion before, Horton Tucker finally decided to go back to the room to rest.

the next day.

Lin Fei fell asleep until 11:[-] in the morning. After walking out of the room and having a simple meal, Lin Fei went straight to the arena to watch the training of the Lakers players.

"Hahaha, come here, come and watch the live broadcast brothers!"

"Come on, come on, hahaha, Brogdon, Hilde, you will definitely want to see this."

"I'm dying from laughing, it's a famous scene, brothers, I want to record the screen!"

As soon as he entered the arena, Lin Fei heard the voices of the Lakers players discussing enthusiastically.

I saw the Lakers players sitting in a group, with a mobile phone in the middle playing the live broadcast.

Lin Fei leaned over curiously, and asked softly, "Hey, guys, what are you doing?"

When everyone saw Lin Fei coming, they quickly offered Lin Fei a seat.

James pointed to the live broadcast on his mobile phone: "We just finished training and we are watching the live broadcast. Lin, did you forget the bet between O'Neal and Barkley in yesterday's game?"

After being reminded by James, Lin Fei remembered something, and quickly replied: "You mean the bet that Buckley kissed the ass of the donkey? Oh, what is their condition? I forgot!"

James nodded again and again: "Yes, that's the bet! Barkley said that as long as Brogdon and Hield can score 30 points together, he will kiss the ass of the donkey!"

After finishing speaking, James lightly patted Lin Fei on the shoulder and laughed loudly: "Barkley certainly didn't expect that Hilde and Brogdon scored more than 40 points together!"

"Just now O'Neill tweeted, let's lock in the TNT live room to watch Barkley kiss the ass of a donkey! Hahaha, Barkley is going to taste the ass of a donkey again!"

James and Lin Fei were chatting when Brother Nongmei suddenly pointed at the phone screen and yelled.

"Hey! It's started, O'Neal came in."

Everyone's eyes quickly moved to the phone screen, for fear of missing a little detail.

At the same time, in the TNT sports live broadcast room.

There is no game today, and TNT Sports arranged for Barkley to chat with another commentator about the current situation in the NBA.

And just before today's live broadcast, the staff notified Barkley that O'Neal had something to do and couldn't come today.

After hearing the news, Barkley was very happy. Finally, the fat man was no longer messing around. Barkley had a good chat with another commentator today.

At this moment, the door of the live broadcast room was suddenly opened!

It was O'Neill who opened the door. He was dressed in coquettish cowboy clothes and was leading a donkey behind him. On the head of the donkey was a wooden sign with O'Neill's name engraved on it.

The expression on O'Neill's face remained serious before entering the door, as if he wanted to create a cool cowboy image.

But when he walked into the door of the live broadcast room and saw Barkley's bewildered expression, O'Neill couldn't hold back completely, and laughed while clutching his stomach.

Barkley was a little taken aback when he saw O'Neal's denim outfit, and wanted to sneer, but when he saw the donkey behind O'Neal, Barkley immediately knew what was going on, and his expression became extremely rich.

All the staff in the live broadcast room knew what was going on, and they all laughed together, and the atmosphere in the originally professional and serious live broadcast room became cheerful.

After a while, O'Neill finally suppressed his laughter, quickly pulled the donkey to Buckley, patted the donkey's butt with one hand, touched Buckley's bald head with the other hand, and shouted loudly.

"Hey, Mr. Buckley, come on, kiss my ass!"