Chapter 433: Am I terminally ill?

　　 The meeting with the magician hastily ended.
Li Shengli did not account for any "cheap", nor did he find any tone, because the magicians did not mention from the beginning to the end that the Lakers wanted to give Li Shengli, or had already reported the contract amount to O'Neal, but just to give Li Shengli to describe the future of the Mavericks Bad prospects.
It’s hard to say that the magician’s appearance seems to be a step forward to prepare for the future and prepare for the future, but the bad prospect of the Mavericks in his mouth is too exaggerated. Li Shengli did not take this scare seriously, but only valuable. The news is about O'Neill...
　　The source of the news, whether it is true or not, this is hard to say.
　　But at the level of a magician, you can open your mouth and talk nonsense.
　　 There must be a reason for coming from the ground.
The most likely situation at the moment is... The Magic management does have plans in this area, and the Lakers know, O’Neal doesn’t know yet. The reason is probably because the season is not over and I don’t want to affect O’Neal’s emotions, so the news is still blocked. status.
　　As for why the Lakers know, and which team knows, this Li Shengli is unknown, and after bidding farewell to the magician... he went directly back to the hotel, and went to O'Neill's room all the time.
　　……
　　 "Open the door!"
　　 "Who?" O'Neill opened the door to see Li Shengli, and his face was black. "Did you smell it? I just ordered takeaway. Forget it, come in and eat my fried."
　　 Eat and eat, you know to eat.
You looked at what you ate, and really treated yourself as a pig. Li Shengli felt guilty. When he walked into the room, he found that Hardaway was also indulging himself, eating a bunch of chicken bones, and in the news of the magician... So to get O'Neal out, they value Hardaway the Magic Two.
　　 "Hadawei, what time is it? The children go to bed early and get up early, now it's time for you to sleep!" Li Shengli looked at the time and said, and Hardaway was almost choked to death by a chicken bone in his mouth...
　　 "You... Li you... Is there something wrong with your brain?"
　　 "What nonsense, quickly get out, Shaq and I have something to say."
　　 "Isn't it? The two of you alone... don't think... Wow, it's so exciting, you can rest assured, I won't tell you about it."
　　 Hardaway is naughty, but Li Shengli has no time to make this joke, "What is stinky, get out!"
"Damn, Shaq bullied me every day. I thought you were different from him. I didn't expect..." Hardaway said a few words. Li Shengli raised his big casserole fist and immediately changed his face. "You... ...Humph, just roll, what's the big deal."
Hardaway walked away with the remaining fried chicken, and finally slipped away, while O'Neill, who had just taken a bath, raised the towel around his butt, touched his chest hair, and he felt stunned, "Damn, Lee, you What I want to do, I can understand the physiological needs, but my Shaq is not the kind of person you think."
　　I have physiological needs, why would I find you?
　　 After the black paint is smeared and the lights are turned off, no one can be found. You can say that Lao Tzu is gay, but can you insult Lao Tzu's aesthetic? Nope.
　　 Li Shengli glanced at O'Neill, and his contempt for this vulgar joke was overwhelming, "Don't pretend to be your innocence, you tell me... Has Elvin Johnson called you recently?"
　　Magician?
　　 Did he find Li Shengli too?
　　 That's right, this also expired. O'Neill's little abacus sounded, "What Elvin, I don't know."
　　Pretend to be a grandson? Li Shengli said angrily: "You can tell me honestly? Say, what is the amount of the contract reported to you by the Lakers?"
　　 "What contract, I don't know!"
　　 "Did your magic management talk to you about it?"
　　 "What magic management, I don't know!"
　　O'Neill didn't know when asked, Li Shengli almost got cerebral congestion, "You...you don't want to be fooled with me, just talk seriously."
"I said you are so serious, can't you make a joke?" O'Neill pouted and said sincerely: "Well, I remember what I told you before, the Lakers did find me, that's all, I opened a 7-year contract with more than 100 million to dig me, but Mo Ning has signed 110 million for the same period, so I am too lazy to take care of them."
　　 "Too lazy to take care of it? Cough... then you should take the time to take care of them."
"Just kidding, this contract magic can also open me up. I have no reason to give up my current results to save the Lakers? Their lineup... You are in the West, you don’t know, if you want to play in the Western Conference finals, you have to work hard, How can I still win the championship, wouldn’t I be kept pressed by you?"
　　 What a simple child!
　　Li Shengli was touched by O'Neill's simple, "Well, except for the contract, Johnson didn't tell you anything else?"
"What other things?" O'Neill didn't find the fried chicken that Hardaway passed along for a long time, and was a little angry. "I think so... The chance of winning the championship is so rare. I have to hold on to the magic, even if the contract is small. It's okay at all, I can sign a short contract to play. Lee, don't say you aren't like that, you must think so."
　　O'Neill, Li Shengli really thinks so, but the problem is not him now, the Mavericks can never be like the magic... Then what, "A contract is fine? What if it's small?"
　　 "How small?" O'Neill froze for a moment.
　　 "So small!" Li Shengli gestured half of his little finger.
"Go, go quickly." Looking at Li Shengli's half-finger, O'Neill was going to hit someone, "I have known that you have nothing to do since you entered the door. Now, I'm gone. I have to laugh at you. , Interesting?"
　　 "Yo, are you really angry?"
　　 "Nonsense, you just said I was young, this is a matter of principle!"
　　 "Well, whatever you want, remember to find a house early, it doesn't have to be the Lakers, let your agent talk more about contracts, while the magic is not there... Anyway, don't talk about it because of the magic."
　　 "What do you mean, it doesn't have to be the Lakers?" O'Neill froze for a moment, and suddenly woke up, "Damn, I know, you want to go to the Lakers, run to test me first, afraid of competing with me?"
　　Neopathy, Li Shengli was mad at O'Neill. "Brother, you have such a big head, it is reasonable that the brain capacity is not low. Is it that your head has grown worms and affects IQ?"
　　 "Go away, did your borer grow into your head?"
"Your attitude... OK~EbookFREE.me~ Anyway, I remind you, there is nothing left for me. Don't think about it, you should eat, drink, and live optimistically! "
　　After talking about Li Shengli, he retreated, but O'Neill was suddenly stupid.
　　 lying trough?
　　Is there any terminal illness?
　　 Should I eat, drink, and drink, and what makes me optimistic about life? But I haven't felt any discomfort recently, and I haven't touched...the lying trough...the magician?
　　……
　　Li Shengli still didn't say the news from the magician. After all, this kind of contract is still a bit sensitive. Just remind it, there is no need to chase O'Neill.
Because under unconfirmed circumstances, if you get an oolong, other people's magic does not mean it, it is all a smoke bomb from the magician Johnson, and O'Neal was also abducted by the Lakers and nested in Los Angeles for several seasons waiting for the lineup. It is estimated that O'Neill has to hate himself for organizing, running in, and missing the Magic's winning title, so needless to say, O'Neill is frightened by Li Shengli, and his brain is completely short-circuited.
However, O’Neill’s ideas are correct. The magical combat power is strong, and the contract renewal is a little low. The big deal is the short contract, and the Mavericks are the same... The situation of Li Shengli and O’Neal is surprisingly similar, the difference is only the Mavericks. The management hasn't spoken out yet.
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