Bishop: since 1998

Chapter 3 Let go of that girl...

"Instead of trading zeros for zeros, it's better to trade wholes for wholes, Billups is good!"

"Kobe, there are still more than ten years of peak time. In the next 10 years, it is impossible for the Lakers to be bad..."

"The 97 Prospecting Show may be the Lakers' highest draft pick in the next decade or so, let's do it and cherish it!"

"..."

With Li Mu's encouraging words echoing in his ears, Jerry West immediately asked his assistant Mitch Kupchak to sort out the information of the three players Li Mu proposed and the contact information of his team immediately after the meeting.

Kupchak, the future general manager of the Lakers, has outstanding working ability, and quickly handed the information West requested to his desk.

Seeing the doubts on Kupchak's face, West was a good teacher and said leisurely: "Mitch, are you confused that I give Li too much power?
It is the right of the management to trade players. The head coach only needs to do a good job on the field? "

Kupchak nodded and replied with a slight smile.

"There must be your reasoning here. I'll do more and listen more, just do my job well!"

West suddenly laughed, feeling that the Lakers should have another excellent general manager in the future.

Not what Kobe said, stupid Kupchak.

"The Lakers are a big team, not a small team.

As long as the basic lineup of the team is not in chaos, the core players do not move, and other role players make minor repairs, it is necessary to be tolerant and toss with Li Mu.

The head coach and the management team don't have to be on opposite sides, they can also cooperate sincerely. "

O'Neal, Kobe, Jones, Horry, Fox, Fisher...

Li Mu didn't reach out to touch these core players.

Li Mu is so good at numbers, he can't be indifferent, right?

After all, each head coach has a different coaching style, has his own "best team" in his heart, and has the players he needs.

If the management does not give an inch, this work will not be able to be carried out.

The head coach wanted a table and got him a chair instead.

The head coach wanted a Hummer, but what he brought back was a sports car.

Doing so will only hurt the team. How can we guarantee the team's performance?
Of course, if Li Mu touched the cheese in West's heart, it would be another result.

Seeing that Kupchak had some insights, West immediately threw himself into his work. The first call was to call the general manager of the Raptors.

……

"Ah~~ This is my face?
How can I be so handsome?Even if it's in a dream, it's not scientific! "

Li Mu moved closer to the mirror in surprise, as if he wanted to see his face clearly.

In the mirror, he was white and clean, tall and thin, with a white shirt, a neat suit, and William Chan's neat short hair, looking handsome and compelling.

"It's about [-]% similar to the previous me. My face is much paler, my body seems to be more muscular, and my height is also much taller... Is this just a dream, an ideal me?"

Patted the face, it feels very elastic and looks very real.

Isn't everything that happened now a dream?
Li Mu looked out of the bathroom, with determination in his eyes, and strode in.

"If it's a dream, wait until the water is released, there will be a kind of warmth, and then it will be very comfortable.

Then, the water will turn cold, and finally, people will wake up from the cold! !
If it wasn't a dream, this..."

Two minutes later, Li Mu rushed out, approached the mirror again, and said blankly, "I didn't wake up, could it be..."

No.

I just fell asleep, how could I be reborn through time travel, this is too ridiculous.

"system!!"

"Goldfinger!!"

"Grandpa!!"

"..."

No?

None of the standard respawns.

Li Mu patted his chest, fortunately, I still have a chance.

After speaking, Li Mu turned around and was about to leave.

However, the moment he turned around, a series of messages appeared in the mirror, densely packed, it seemed that the energy was insufficient, the text messages disappeared in a flash, and the sound was as thin as a thread.

After coming out of the bathroom, Li Mu went straight to the streets of Los Angeles, looking at the crowds of pedestrians.

Spotted a pure-looking, blond, blue-eyed beauty in a white dress.

Li Mu's eyes lit up, and he quickly followed up, reaching out to lift up the girl's skirt.

"Ah! Rogue~~"

"what are you going to do!!"

come on.

Li Mu opened his arms, ready to be beaten by the girl.

Don't ask, asking is the fulfillment of a teenager's dream!
Speaking of which, I want to know if I'm dreaming?

Another way is to pinch yourself as shown in the TV series.

If it hurts, it's not a dream!
The method is simple, but Li Mu doesn't want to do it himself.

He can't learn how to hug a beautiful woman, and he can't learn how to jump off a building and break his foot.

Then do something meaningful.

For example, what I wanted to do when I was young, but didn't have the guts to do it.

Let go of that girl and wait for me.

Bang-!
Li Mu didn't receive a fist, but was thrown to the ground by the angry girl.

Then, the girl rode on Li Mu's body.

Then, gritted his teeth and worked hard, Ssangyong went out to sea...

"Don't hit me in the face!"

Li Mu made a final struggle, crossing his hands to block the position of his nose.

Bang, bang—!
A fist the size of a casserole landed on Li Mu's eyes, and then, there were stars all over the sky, circling around his head, making his brain buzz.

No.

This is not a dream!

Li Mu's screams resounded through the streets of Los Angeles.

Three days later, Li Mu, wearing sunglasses and a pair of panda eyes, flew to Vancouver, the third largest city in Canada, together with the management team.

Vancouver has a well-developed film production industry and is the third largest production center in North America after Los Angeles and New York. It is known as North Hollywood.

The 1998 draft will be held in that city.

……

1998 6 Month 24 Day.

Canada Vancouver.

At this time, the NBA Draft is kicking off, full of excitement, gathering talents?

Contrary to the previous ones, the atmosphere of this draft is much calmer.

Similar to the future 09 generation, the media and the so-called experts have again focused on the predictions of the level of this year's rookies.

Unexpectedly, the evaluation is average, thinking that it is far inferior to the 97 draft with Duncan, Van Horn, Billups, McGrady and other rookies.

Therefore, this year is called the draft year.

In addition, due to labor negotiations in the NBA, the two sides have failed to negotiate, and there may be suspicions that there will be a suspension next season. Naturally, this year's draft will not receive much attention.

"Call..."

Against the boos of the fans and the audience like a rainstorm, President David Stern appeared on the stage calmly.

The sense of ceremony was not bad at all, even because the labor negotiations had not been settled for a long time, the boos of the fans and the audience came more violently.

This is tradition, and it is also a way of exerting pressure.

Fans and spectators don't want the NBA to be shut down endlessly, and there will be no basketball games to watch next season.

On the rostrum, Stern smiled sweetly, knowing that there were boos and dissatisfaction, which could prove that there is still a market in the NBA.

After a short opening remark, Stern opened the envelope in his hand, and the tense moment has come?
Who will be the No. [-] pick in this draft?

Who could be the dark horse in the draft?

Which team will be the big winner?

Is that manager eyeballing again?

There are really many things to watch.

……

(End of this chapter)