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"Hey, rookie!"

When Joey was doing strength training in the gym, the team's assistant coach Andrew came over with a cell phone. Joey came down from the strength tower and answered the phone.

There was a familiar male voice on the other end of the phone.

Joey looked at the notes and saw nothing, so he asked tentatively:

"Who are you?"

"Huh?"

The man on the other end of the phone was obviously stunned for a moment, and the next second, his anger value was so strong that he almost rushed to Joey across hundreds of kilometers:

"You bastard rookie, you don't know how to respect your seniors, you didn't even write down your seniors' numbers!"

When Joey heard this, a figure in his mind suddenly overlapped with the voice:

"Cameron?!"

"God, let this rookie go to hell……"

The sudden prayer voice on the other end of the phone made Joey wonder for a moment if he had guessed the identity of the person wrong.

By the way, gangs have their own religious beliefs?

"Hey! Rookie!"

"I watched your game last night, you played really well……"

Joey heard the words coming from the other end of the phone and hesitated:

"Cameron...what's wrong with you?"

"What's going on?"

When he got to this point, Guagua, who had just finished a hangover in a hot club in the Big Apple, was"furious"——

"Haven't you paid attention to what the outside media say?"

"Did a Hollywood actress get too involved with you and suck out your bone marrow and brain fluid?"

"……"

Asshole, I admire this guy so much, and I want to bring this rookie who is one of the few that Carmelo Boss likes to my team...

It turns out that this guy has never taken it seriously!

Anthony was"angry" and swearing under the influence of alcohol left over from his hangover, and Joey was already considering whether to hang up this"harassing call"

"Wait——"

Crackling...

There was a sound of glass shattering from the other end of the phone, so piercing that Joey couldn't help but frown.——

"……Cameron, just tell me what you want to say!"

"Asshole!"

There was another angry voice on the other end of the phone, and Joey hung up without saying anything.

"Beep Beep……"

On New York's Fifth Avenue, there is a club that specializes in hosting big names in the sports and entertainment circles like Anthony.

Guagua looked at the phone in his hand that kept making the sound of hanging up the call, and his emotions stagnated. Suddenly, he felt a little"confused"."——

No, are all rookies so individualistic now?

Can I just hang up the phone whenever I want? Guagua, who had reacted, kicked JR, who was sleeping on the luxurious carpet, awake.——

"Um... um... what... what's wrong, boss?"

"Asshole, he actually dared to hang up on me?!"

"What… who is so bold?"

Ignoring the"Highlight Jordan" who was still hungover and confused, Anthony picked up the phone and called back.

Not long after, the call was connected:

"Hello……"

"I'm not feeling well!!!"

Joey's calm voice just came over the other end of the phone, and Anthony roared like an angry lion.——

"Beep Beep……"

Huh?

The call was quickly hung up, and Anthony was stunned for a moment again. A sense of shame quickly swept through his brain, driving away the remaining alcohol.——

""Rookie bastard!!!"

Anthony gritted his teeth and uttered a few words. The next second, Anthony made a move that instantly woke up the sleepy JR - he called the number for the third time!

JR: No, I'm panicking now... Just now, my boss, the Knicks' star player, the king of the Big Apple... actually called the same person three times?!!

This world is crazy, how could my boss be the kind of patient person?

No, I have to sleep a little longer... This must be a dream!

Not to mention JR who was"drunk and dreaming", Joey received a call from the same person for the third time in ten minutes.

He frowned, and his good manners prompted him to answer the phone again and speak"politely":

"Hello, I'm Joey."

This time there was no vulgar voice on the other end of the phone.

After a few heavy gasps, the voice on the other end finally came.——

"Rookie, how about coming with me to New York?"

Anthony suppressed the"anger" in his heart and spoke in the tone of the last time in his life and the first time at the age of thirteen when he held a gun in Brooklyn and negotiated with a group of gangsters:

"The largest ball market in the United States, the best star-making machine, countless exposure, superstar contracts, top salaries……"

"Everything you want is here!"

"I like you very much. Donny (general manager of the Knicks) and James (owner of the Knicks, the Dolan family, the top family in the Milwaukee family) both want to bring you to Madison Square Garden.……"

Guagua thought that the conditions and tone were full of"temptation" for a rookie who had never seen the world, but before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Joey:

"Wait a minute, Cameron… I still have three years left on my contract with the Spurs. Why do you think I can leave just because I am willing to cooperate with you?"

The voice on the other end of the phone paused:

"Do you want to be the next Tim?"

Joey frowned at this question, but he felt something was wrong and looked around carefully. After confirming that no one was here, he spoke:

"What's the meaning?"

"Simply put, San Antonio can't keep you!"

"I think... this is something that anyone can think of!"

Before Anthony finished speaking, Joey suddenly interrupted:

"I'm just a rookie who just entered the league, it's not worth it for you to do so much for me……"

"Besides, who can predict the future? What if I retire directly due to injury after a game?"

Joey's nonsense seemed to choke Guagua on the other end of the phone, and the latter was silent for a while.

"Cameron, I'm just a rookie.……"

"I can't even guarantee that I can play the role assigned to me by the Spurs, so who can guarantee that I will be the choice of the next generation of the Knicks?"

Joey's question touched Anthony's heart, and the latter was even more speechless.

In fact, what Joey said was true. Although the whole United States and the world are impressed by the perfect performance of Joey in his first year as a rookie, who can guarantee that he can always shine like LeBron James and Michael Jordan?

There are too many"Zhongyong"-like geniuses in a highly competitive sports league like the NBA. No one can guarantee that your career will not be ruined by a small, inconspicuous patellar band injury!

It's just that Joey's rookie season had so many outstanding performances that many people overlooked the"fact" that he is still a rookie, an Asian yellow rookie.

In the field of basketball, so far, the only yellow man who can prove himself is the"Great Wall of China", Yao Ming!

Who can guarantee that Joey will not"fall" like a meteor because of an injury?

This is a"gamble". If you win, with the"all-around" performance of Joey in his rookie season, he may become the"magician" of the new era and lead the New York Knicks to the top of the O'Brien Cup; if you lose the bet?

Hehe... for the Buss family and Dolan For a family like this, which owns the largest basketball market city in the United States and the team with the highest commercial value and exposure, this may be just an inconspicuous splash in their brilliant business"investment" career.

But what about Anthony?

As one of the"twin stars" of the 03 Platinum Generation and a member of the"Banana Boat Brothers", he watched his brothers in the same draft class -

Dwyane, LeBron, Chris, Matt (Red Mamba), James (Jones)... one after another, the players in the same draft class tasted the O'Brien Cup. Even in the second round, some guys who followed the right team also won one or more championship rings.

Dako even"gave" him a championship ring when he entered the league.

How could Guagua, who was the second pick of the"03 Platinum Generation", bear this?

(Guagua: Damn, the most infuriating thing is that we agreed to fight for the O'Brien Cup together in our respective divisions, but the three teams in the East just teamed up to win the championship without even saying hello. Damn! They bullied Gua so much...)

So, the Knicks, or the Dolan family, have countless opportunities to"trial and error", but Guagua, who has entered the peak of his career, only has this one chance.

The former is making money anyway, so instead of letting the boss with a brain-dead mind take advantage of those garbage players who are obviously not worth the contract amount, why doesn't Guagua recruit players himself and form his ideal" What about the"space battleship"?

Joey is the most important part of his current"recruitment plan" for the team!

Especially when he accidentally saw the Spurs using the"Princeton System" to beat the original owner (the Kings) when he was partying in the club last night, he became more determined in his thoughts -

Joey, who can play both inside and outside, is almost a new-era version of"Magic", isn't he better than the damn"sitting on the salary without doing anything" and working without putting in any effort, the Little Overlord?

I cheated James Dolan for several years to get the maximum salary, so what's wrong with you making a little contribution to my"space battleship"?

As for the friendship with the Little Overlord after being teammates for three years?

Ha!

What kind of friendship can two"ball tyrants" who desperately need the ball and the right to shoot have in the same team?

And one is inside and the other is outside. For details, please refer to the person involved in"Shaq did it too" and his fathead fish brother.

Joey is good, he likes to organize and pass the ball, he doesn't occupy the ball, and his style of play is the kind of"jack of all trades" player that can perfectly adapt to any team's system and tactics. He is simply born to be a ball tyrant like me, Guagua, not the"second in command" of the team's boss!

Guagua was thinking so happily, and suddenly remembered that his phone had not been"hung up" (Anthony: Huh? Why do you say"hung up"?)——

"Listen... Joey, I can wait for you for a year. Next year is my contract year. I can wait for you in New York. We can win our O'Brien Cup together!"

Guagua said in a serious tone, and without waiting for Joey's reaction, he hung up the phone by himself - beep beep...

As expected, it is more impressive to hang up someone else's phone!

Guagua here is still in his own"fantasy", while Joey, who is far away in San Antonio, looks puzzled:

What the hell?

This guy has always been so brave... No, so confident?

Doesn't he know who I am? I'm out of tune...

Joey smiled bitterly with his forehead. No, when did he become one of the few superstar players on this planet who can"autonomously" choose a team?

Haha, I don't even know how arrogant I am...

That's it, Joey didn't take these calls today to heart, and continued to re-invest in his training today.

The fragile butterfly from ten years later flapped its wings, and small"air vortices" gradually formed, following the long river of time upstream until it set off a"tornado" that was enough to"change the world""……