"Yo, Chris."

"What's wrong?" Paul looked up at Wayne and moved his butt out again silently.

"How far do you think we can go next season?"

"Ah?" Paul was confused. Why did he ask this suddenly?

"You must also want to win, and so do I. I'm actually looking forward to cooperating with you, because I've felt that you are a strong opponent since I was in college."

"This... of course! Do you even have to say that!?" Paul felt comfortable. It turned out that Wayne had always thought I was very strong.

"Well, it's just a little bit worse than Deron." Wayne quickly added.

"Fuck, I really don't have anything nice to say..."

"But when we join forces, not to mention Deron, anyone who is stronger can beat us. So, work hard next season, Chris, we have to achieve something. You and I, and Gasol, we have to

Let the world know us again.”

After Wayne finished speaking, he stood up and left the training hall.

Paul was left sitting there alone.

Am I...too narrow-minded?

Wayne just wanted to win, but I was still thinking about fighting.

Is this a difference in structure?

I am nothing!

It’s decided, I will work hard next season!

The credit cannot be taken away by you alone!

Paul clenched his fists and left the training hall and walked into the locker room.

By this time, Wayne had left, and only the team's equipment manager was busy in the locker room.

"Hey Toby, are you busy?" Paul greeted the equipment manager.

On this Trail Blazers team, Paul is the most familiar with the equipment manager.

Because...as a rookie last season, Paul often helped his big brother carry his backpack and shoes, and often worked with the equipment manager...

Wei Ge: Is there such a thing in my rookie year? Why haven’t I encountered it? Artest helped me buy Bingkuoluo.

"Well, the team has a lot of new players this year, so I have to count the jersey numbers they need." The middle-aged white man named Toby clicked, "Speaking of it, the team seems to have changed a whole group of people this year.

Woolen cloth."

"Yes, there will be many new faces next season. By the way, can I see what numbers they have chosen?"

"Of course." Toby handed Paul the book recording the numbers.

When Paul saw it, he immediately cursed: "Fake, that bastard! I actually had a slight affection for him just now, ahhhhhhhhhh!"

Paul threw down his notebook and rushed out of the locker room, leaving Toby alone and confused.

Toby picked up the small book that recorded the numbers and took a look. What happened to Wayne's number?

Doesn't he just want to wear No. 58 in the new season? It's normal for him to change his number when he changes teams.

This Paul is really emotionally unstable.

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A few days later, the Trail Blazers held a press conference to introduce the new players who joined the team this summer.

Since there are so many new people joining the team this summer, the press conference was divided into several stages.

The most important ones, Wayne and Gasol, naturally appeared in the finale.

Amid the smiles of Patterson, Paul Allen and Pritchard, Wayne and Gasol appeared in front of everyone holding their Trail Blazers jerseys respectively.

Well, Wayne still wears No. 99 on his Trail Blazers jersey.

This was temporarily changed by Wayne a few days ago.

If Pao'er hadn't begged him so hard, Wayne would have been wearing No. 58.

"Wei and Paul, how do you feel about being able to join the same team at the same time?"

"I'm very excited. Paul is the MVP of the World Championships. Who wouldn't want to have such a teammate around him?" Wayne told reporters with a smile. After all, there is no sister-in-law in the world who doesn't like to be praised.

"I'm also very excited. Wayne is the rookie Finals MVP. Any player wants to cooperate with him." Gasol nodded and smiled, just complimenting each other.

Pao'er sat in front of the TV, a little messy.

Both of you are MVPs...Does this mean that I am the younger brother?

Well, right now, in terms of individual honors, Paoer only has one Rookie of the Year and First Team Rookie of the Year.

Wayne and his sister-in-law both have these two honors.

But what my sister-in-law and Wayne had, Paul didn't have.

Last season, my sister-in-law made it to the All-Stars.

As for Wayne, he has won a championship, a ring, a Finals MVP, and has been a two-time All-Star starter.

Almost everyone regarded Wayne as the boss of the three by default.

Pao'er had no choice but to accept the fact that he was here to assist Wayne.

The next day, the pre-season training camp for the new season officially started.

Gasol respects Wayne very much. Although the two did not have much interaction before, Wayne's performance in this year's World Championships was recognized by his sister-in-law.

This sister-in-law is good at everything, but it's a bit difficult to chat with her.

"Wei, what books do you usually like to read?"

"Wayne, which European musician do you like?"

"Wei, what's your favorite musical instrument?"

Wayne: I just suffered the consequences of being uneducated!

Gasol's family has been well off since he was a child. Both his parents are doctors and professional basketball players, so the education he received must not be bad.

In college, Gasol also studied medicine.

Therefore, he can be regarded as a breath of fresh air in this league.

There is a big difference between him and Artest, the guy who said, "My dad taught me to elbow people since I was a kid."

Moreover, Wayne discovered that Gasol's interests were very broad.

Horse racing, yachting, football...Gasol knows everything.

Maybe for people like him, basketball is just a part of life, never everything.

Maybe this is why Gasol is willing to be the second child.

For him, basketball is a job, a job that requires every effort to win.

But what kind of role he plays in this job is not that important to Gasol.

So what if he has been the big brother of the Grizzlies for so many years? He is still not the same person.

Watching the newly joined Wayne and Gasol chatting happily, Pao'er felt a little sour.

Hey, I am one of the most senior players on this team!

Why do I feel like I am redundant!

When the team practiced together, Gasol and Paul were assigned to a group.

In an attack, Paul broke through and assisted Gasol to hit a half-interception basket.

After the ball was scored, Gasol touched Paul's head to express his gratitude.

As a result, Paul avoided it very sensitively and even reached out to touch Gasol's head to ask for it back.

My sister-in-law was a little embarrassed at the time. He just wanted to express friendship, but in the end...

"It's okay, Pao'er is such a bastard. Let's continue training. Trust me, he doesn't mean any harm. Don't think too much about it, okay." Wayne hurriedly walked up and patted his sister-in-law on the butt to ease the embarrassment.

Gasol was not a fussy person, so he nodded and started training again.

Last season, the Pacers' dressing room was in charge of O'Brien and Artest, and the result was a mess.

This season, the Trail Blazers have no locker room leader. As the core, Wayne must not only play the ball well, but also manage the team well.

A painful lesson taught Wayne that the atmosphere in the locker room is also an integral part of winning.

It's best not to have an embarrassment like that happen again.

Gasol just tolerates it, but that doesn't mean he won't be angry.

As a core, there are so many things to consider.

It’s hard to lead a team.
Chapter completed!