The Rest, Only Noise

"Are you **** insane?"

Being scolded by the bishop in person, Camp didn't dare to be angry or speak.

"Teach...coach, I just wanted...to get Patrick to drop that thing." Kemp's hand almost touching his knee began to rub and scratch on his leg.

He was so nervous that he felt like he had made a stupid mistake.

But is his mistake more than stupid? It's simply the product of a stupid father and his mother who go to bed to the extreme. To use a dirty word, it is "you are a fool to ride a horse".

"Which eye did you see that he didn't let it go?" Louis asked sullenly.

"He...he became very bad-tempered and impatient with me...and..." Kemp said cautiously. "Not passing the ball to me."

"Why didn't he pass the ball to you? Are you referring to the last game? Can't you see that he is double-teamed by two or three people every time he catches the ball? He has to see you if he wants to pass the ball to you? Can't see how you pass? Do you think he's Unseld or Bill Walton, how could that stupid gorilla with indirect glaucoma have that sense of passing?"

Camp thought he would be scolded, but he didn't. .

There was an incredible feeling of disappointment in his heart, because what he thought would definitely happen did not happen, even if being scolded was not a good thing at all, he was not satisfied because he made a mistake. Louie not only did not scold him, but also scolded Ewing.

"So, didn't he deliberately not pass the ball to me?"

Louis said angrily: "Even if you can't give a **** about your position, you should believe me. How the **** could I tolerate him doing that? I've said this to everyone, and so do you, as long as you exist subjectively. Selfish behavior, as long as I find out, I will definitely replace you from the court immediately, no matter how you are at the time or how you behave!"

"Did you hear clearly?"

Kemp nodded vigorously, and his face that looked like iron and naive was vaguely cute.

No, I can no longer fan such mentally handicapped people!

Louis firmed his mind.

Camp clutched at the necklace. "So, I shouldn't have given this necklace to him?"

"Isn't this **** obvious? How can there be such a thing? Even if you stole the gold necklace, you have to pretend you don't know, and even if he finds out the truth, you have to bite to death and it has nothing to do with you, no matter what. Why, you didn't do it!"

Kemp subconsciously said: "I really didn't do it!"

"Then why did you still give him a gold necklace?"

Camp was stunned.

"Whether you did it or not, don't do anything now. If you suddenly give him a gold necklace, then no matter what you say, Patrick will suspect you. It's not a **** thing!"

Camp said hurriedly: "Then I'll go and get it back right now!"

"Wait!" Louie shouted, "Leave the gold necklace!"

Like a student whose things were confiscated, Kemp carefully placed the gold necklace on the table; "Coach... You're not going to confiscate this, are you?"

"Damn it! Who do you think I am?" Louie found that his lungs would explode sooner or later if he continued to communicate with Kemp, "I borrowed it for two days and returned it to you."

"real?"

This little **** really thought I was going to confiscate his gold necklace?

"get out!"

"Yes!"

"and many more!"

Louie's face was gloomy and uncertain: "Let Patrick go to my office."

"Coach, did I pass it on without modification, or did I modify it to make it sound more polite?"

"Fuck!"

Louie felt chest tightness, rapid heartbeat, and couldn't breathe...

"Get out now!"

"Then I can play freely?"

"Fuck you motherfucker!"

"Good drop."

Billy Donovan walked in and saw Louie's face flushed. "Are you all right, coach?"

"Why do you think there is such a fool as Sean?" Louie asked.

Donovan said tactfully: "Because the world needs both smart people like you, fools like Sean, and many ordinary people like me who are not smart or stupid."

"It is these three groups that make up human society."

"It's better to listen to what you have to say than to listen to a hundred words from Sean." Louis shook his head after speaking, "No no, the level of your words, that fool can't say it in his life."

Donovan put down the research materials he had returned from a business trip.

This time around, Donovan is mostly going to scout out the favorites handed in by the scouting department.

Everyone in the Knicks coaching staff knows that Louis was a scout in his early years, and then he became an assistant coach and rose step by step. Tomjanovich came this way, and so did Zhao Yuanzheng. Now the scouting department is in charge of Zhao Yuanzheng and R.C. Buford, a job Donovan took the initiative to win over.

Ewing appeared.

"Coach Lu, I'll go and see their training."

"Um."

Ewing waited for Donovan to walk away and asked, "Is there anything you want to do with me?"

Louis took out the gold necklace that gathered the foolish essence of Camp's life.

"This is not my necklace." Ewing said narcissistically, "The workmanship of my necklace is much better than this one. It has a heart-shaped logo. This one looks like a street item and can't be compared."

"What are you proud of? Did I say this is for you?" Louie snorted. "Give this necklace back to the high school student."

Ewing was stunned for a few seconds: "It fits his taste."

"Don't make fun of people, they bought it for you."

"for me?"

"Hmm."

"why?"

"Because your personality is too strong, I am completely attracted to you."

Ewing's face sank: "Did he steal my necklace?"

"Yes, you have become smart recently." Louis said lightly, "the problem is here, he didn't steal your necklace, but he thinks you think he stole your necklace, you know that people are emotional animals, especially High school guy, he's from rural Indiana, Larry, you've seen what the **** is his self-esteem, but it's a hint of what they're doing to hide their low self-esteem. He thinks you're still doubting him, and you He happened to act like he was deliberately alienating him on the court, he didn't want to drift away from you, and he wanted to learn more from you, I didn't expect him to use you as a benchmark..."

Ewing said dissatisfiedly: "You mean I'm not worthy to be his benchmark?"

"It doesn't make any sense. What I mean is that sometimes you talk and do things without regard to the feelings of others. Although a high school student is no longer a child, he has just entered the world of adults. According to our psychological appraisal of him, his The mental age is only 16 years old, you can say he is still a child."

Ewing said sarcastically; "I've never seen a 16-year-old kidding around in the bathroom anyway."

So, ah, when we despise the moral taint of others, we tend to ignore our own problems.

Louis smiled contemptuously: "Where do you think you are better than him? How old are you? The children are all rolling around, right? Isn't it still the mother who just walks in and out of the nightclub and lets a bunch of flesh and blood follow? Really let you have everything you have today at 16, do you think you can do better than him?"

Ewing was speechless, holding the gold necklace in his hand.

"what do you want me to do?"

"You returned the gold necklace to him yourself, and told him that it was over, you never doubted him, never." Louis asked, "Understand?"

"What's so hard to understand," Ewing said.

"Go, pay attention to your words, don't let him think I sent you there, let him believe that you really didn't doubt him."

Otherwise, Louis can't imagine what tricks Camp's brain circuits would come up with to "prove" himself.

Louis was not at ease, he deliberately walked out of the office and watched from a distance.

After a while, Ewing returned to the training ground.

He walked up to Camp, handed him the gold necklace, and said a few words.

Camp nodded vigorously.

Suddenly, Camp looked at the location of Louis's office.

He bumped into Louie, who was peeping, and his expression froze, as if he had been caught on the spot.

"Are you all right?" Louie called.

Ewing smiled and said, "It's alright!"

Louis wanted to know what they said, and asking the parties would definitely be fruitless, but fortunately he had his own intelligence network.

Alex Stevens personally came to tip Louis.

The conversation between Ewing and Kemp is as follows:

"this is yours?"

"its mine."

"To please me? (Kemp nods), I don't need it, I know it's Louie's idea, what the **** are you thinking about all day? Play well is what you should do, don't follow him. Wandering around the back of his ass, he has nothing to do now and still doesn't lose weight, he just loves to **** this shit, do you understand? (Kemp nods forcefully

After Louis listened, he was silent for half a minute.

"That Jamaican **** really said that~www.wuxiahere.com~ and Sean nodded?"

"I saw it with my own eyes," Stevens said.

"WQTMLGBD!" Louie slapped the table angrily, feeling that his image of being wise and martial in Ewing's mind would be seriously hurt by this incident.

How could he have come up with such a bad idea? Did Ewing actually think he was so boring and mentally retarded?

Why doesn't Kemp deny it? What was he thinking about?

"That high school student, I absolutely have to clean up!" Louie said through gritted teeth.

After that, Louis DNP Kemp for two consecutive games.

Kemp came to ask why, and Louis said blankly while watching the cool movie: "Because you smeared the coach in public."

"I'm wronged, coach, I didn't..."

What makes Louis most angry is that he has committed a heinous crime without knowing it: "Come on, let me fork this kid out!"