With a helper, I might be able to win the championship. Why don’t you let your agent talk to the management?”

"However, the guy's attitude changed last time. He doesn't seem to care about me anymore. Do I still have to go to Detroit shamelessly? It's not a good thing to be disliked by a rookie."

He thought about it and couldn't make up his mind.

Now the management of the Philadelphia Digital Team is determined to trade him. He is determined to leave. If he can go to a team with a chance to win the championship, of course it will be the best result.

Forget it, he can't decide where to go anyway, and talking to the management is useless. If he can negotiate well, he has already gone to the Lakers, and the management cannot let him choose the trading team by himself.

When I think of this, I feel very depressed. As a superstar, he is just a commodity and cannot determine his own destiny at all.

…

This evening, four other first-round games begin.

In the end, the Bulls defeated the Heat with a score of 94:113 at home, the Cavaliers defeated the Blue Nets with a score of 113:120 at home, the Trail Blazers defeated the Lakers with a score of 102:115 at home, and the Jazz defeated the Quick at home with a score of 97:115.

Boat.

There are no upsets, all are home wins.

Among the eight first-round G1 games, only the Warriors were defeated by the SuperSonics at home last night, which was barely an upset.

Zhou Quan paid special attention to the performance of his rival Jordan. He made 21 of 34 shots, with a shooting percentage of 61.8%, and 4 of 4 free throws, with a true shooting percentage of 64.3%. He scored 46 points, 11 rebounds, 9 assists, 3 steals, 1 block, 5 turnovers and 4 fouls.

Super luxurious quasi-triple-double data.

“The performance was so powerful!”

After watching the game, he only had this feeling: Jordan was better than any NBA player he had ever seen, and it was really difficult to beat him.

In addition, Bulls substitute center Wilperdo also performed very well. He made 6 of 8 shots and scored 16 points, 10 rebounds and 4 blocks. He was the team's second leading scorer.

This outstanding performance, no one in the Pistons, not to mention the bench lineup, even in the main lineup, can compare with it.

Fortunately, Will Perdo is just a role player. He should perform at a super level in this game, so there is no need to worry too much.

"Super level?"

Thinking of this word, he couldn't help but scratch his head, because he also performed at a superb level last night, would those superstars think of him the same way?

…

On the 25th, the G2 game day.

Zhou Quan woke up at eight o'clock in the morning and was in good spirits. After a day and two nights of rest, he felt that his physical fitness was recovering well.

In the morning, I went to a private training center and, with the help of Swelton, conducted two hours of pull-up jump shooting training. I went to the headquarters at noon and trained with the team in the afternoon.

"Trouble, Dennis' injury will take at least two days to improve. We can't expect his performance tonight."

Chuck Daly focuses on Rodman's training status, but is disappointed.

Assistant coach Ray Lovelte nodded and said: "Chuck, I think Isiah's training status today is better than the day before yesterday. It's worth looking forward to."

Rick Musk also nodded and said: "If Isiah can support the bench lineup, it will be of great help to the team, and the pressure on Iron Fist will be much less."

"Hopefully his performance will be better."

Chuck Daly observed the assassin again, then observed Mark Aguirre, and said: "Mark's performance is quite stable and can provide some help. It's a pity that he has no defense."

He then observed Zhou Quan's training status and found that his running was not active. He couldn't help but sigh: "Iron Fist played too hard in the first game."

At this time, Musk whispered: "Chuck, maybe we can strategically abandon tonight's game to give Rodman and Iron Fist more time to recover."

"no."

Daly did not agree and said: "You can control their playing time, but you must not give up the game. We, the Pistons, have no tradition of giving up the game."

He has had this idea himself, but if he gives up the game at home, the fans will not agree and it will also hurt morale very much.

Moreover, there will definitely be various problems in the series. If you are injured today, you have to give up, and tomorrow if you are not in good physical condition, you have to give up. If you give up the game as soon as something goes wrong, then you may have to give up all the games.

Of course, when it comes to the specific game, he will make adjustments on the spot and make arrangements according to the situation, and will not consume the team's potential in the series just for one game.

After training, Zhou Quan did not go home. He had dinner at the headquarters, and then took the team bus to the Palace of Auburn Hills.

The Palace of Auburn Hills is nearly 90 kilometers away from the headquarters. It takes an hour to drive. He doesn't plan to drive himself. He can take a bus and take a rest.

At half past six, the Pistons came out of the parking lot and went to the corridor of the locker room. They met the Knicks who had just come out of the restaurant and were about to return to the locker room.

"Let's go."

When Oakley saw it, he quickly quickened his pace and led the people in front of the piston.

"Wait a minute."

Suddenly remembering Oakley provoking him in the G1 game, Zhou Quan rushed forward and blocked Ewing and Oakley who were walking at the front.

"Boy, what do you want to do?"

Oakley's eyes flashed with anger and he said sternly: "Don't think you can fight. If you piss me off and have a big fight with you, how can you make it to the playoffs?"

The smile on Zhou Quan's face remained unchanged, but his mouth was quite disdainful: "Old bird, who are you trying to scare? If you dare to do something wrong to us, I will watch you and this superstar, our main force versus the main force

, Mr. Pat Riley will skin you when the time comes."

Oakley's face was twitching, you cunning boy, are you too difficult to deal with? If Zhou Quan did what he said, he really wouldn't dare to act rashly.

Zhou Quan tapped Oakley's chest and said, "So don't provoke me. Let me tell you a big deal. If you and Ewing are tied together, I still have the ability to do one for two. Don't forget that this is my major."

"Get away!"

With a snap, Oakley opened Zhou Quan's hand angrily.

"hehe!"

Zhou Quan chuckled twice, waved his hand, and led his teammates away first.

"Shet!"

Seeing the Pistons walking ahead, Oakley cursed angrily again.

Anthony Mason stepped forward and said with a wise look on his face: "Boss, it's best not to give him a chance, and don't believe his words."

"What do you mean?" Oakley said impatiently.

Anthony Mason said with contempt on his face: "Boss, if I ask you to study more, you will always fight. Look, your brain is not working well now, right? The Knicks are talking about you."

"Bang!"

Oakley punched Mason in the stomach and cursed: "You dare to call me stupid? I'm warning you, kid, don't give me random nicknames, the boss."

Mason didn't mean anything, but he said eagerly: "Boss, my neck is thicker now. I remind you again that people with thick necks are not easy to mess with, so don't hit me in the future, you know? If I fight back, you

What's worse, it must be the second Laimbeer, maybe the league will force you to retire."

"..."

Oakley was stunned and actually stopped.

"Pfft!"

The idiot John Starks couldn't help laughing.

"John, the boss is the big fool, and you are the second fool. You are the one who is talking about being stupid." Anthony Mason turned around and said.

"..."

John Starks was instantly furious.

"Ha ha……"

A group of Knicks players were already laughing, and even Ewing collapsed against the wall laughing.

Oakley only felt a toothache, being punched by an iron fist, and being punched by his own younger brother. He, one of the four villains, had done too much and was aggrieved.

Mason once again said with wisdom: "Boss, he just said that we used crooked moves. In fact, he is the best at using crooked moves, so not only can we not provoke him on the court, but we must avoid conflicts with him.

He also said just now that if there is a conflict, he will keep an eye on you and Patrick. Once that happens, we will be in trouble."

"Isn't your neck thick?" Oakley said angrily.

Mason looked aggrieved and said: "Boss, you are stupid, are you really stupid? My neck is thick, but I am a substitute. If there is a conflict and I am off the court, he moves so fast that you can't even take a punch.

Where can I save you in time? So the key issue is that you are too bad, not whether my neck is thick or not."

"Am I too good? I'll beat you to death!"

Finally unable to bear it any longer, Oakley flew into a rage and punched Anthony Mason.

Mason ran away and shouted: "Boss, the key is that you are too incompetent. You still like to provoke him and you can't get rid of him. It's very troublesome. You can't always let me wipe your butt?"

"I can't kill you? Don't run!"

Oakley angrily chased after him.

The second fool, John Starks, also quickly followed and called to his teammates: "Hurry up and follow us, lest the two of them are alone. This is Iron Fist's territory."

"Are these Knicks guys crazy?"

"It's possible."

Seeing groups of Knicks players running wildly in the hallways, some staff couldn't help but curse.
Chapter completed!