"What is Spole doing? Why don't he replace Beasley? Does he want Beasley to be beaten up like Starkey of the Piston?"

The Heat's Supreme Emperor Riley roared in the private room. In a second thought, he took out a phone call and called directly to a team's assistant coach.

"Tell Spole, replace Beasley."

"yes!"

After hanging up the phone, the assistant coach passed the emperor's will to Spo. Spo looked at the box helplessly, and he could only replace Beasley without hesitation.

The Heat are now in a state of hardship. After all, Riley is famous for his harshness. Moreover, since O'Neal left, there are really no big fish in the free market. Marion, who was exchanged for O'Neal, is playing more and more Buddhist. After all, in a team without competitiveness, why are you working so hard? Isn't it good to save some energy and make more money? After all, Marion is in his 30s and it's time to consider life issues.

People who watched Spoel's operations were confused. There was less than a minute left in the first half. Why did you replace Beasley?

Kobe scored another emergency stop jump shot against Wade, and the scores on both sides became 62:45. The Heat did not score in the last attack, and the Lakers entered the second half with a 17-point advantage.

"The second half is over soon, and tomorrow will be back-to-back. The main force will try to play as little as possible and play less."

The Zen master left after giving the military order.

"What the Zen master means is to let us shoot out garbage time and then rest?"

Wang Hao asked in disbelief.

"Um!"

After receiving the affirmative answer from his teammates, Wang Hao was like discovering a new continent. You should know that Zen masters usually pay special attention to accumulating character and never say these words of defeated character.

"Then the second half is for the Zen master, come on."

God-like for the Zen master.

At the beginning of the second half, Wade, who wanted to resist stubbornly, was stunned by the impact caused by Wang Hao, Kobe and Gasol.

When I looked up, the score had become 82:50. The Lakers made a 15:5 attack wave within 4 minutes, widening the gap to 32 points in one fell swoop.

"This...this...this, still beating a damn?"

Wade, who had originally vowed to recover the score in the second half and overturned the Lakers, was stunned.

When he was replaced by Spoel, Wade was a little unbelievable about the score on the field.

"Coach, are you sure the scoreboard is correct? We are so many points behind at this moment?"

Spoel: "I think he was wrong, but he was so right."

...

"Coach, that's not bad, you didn't disappoint!"

"good!"

The Zen master looked at a box at the Heat's home court with a smile.

"Riley? Zarzer!"

As the game entered garbage time, Beasley finally had the chance to play, but what he expected was that even the Lakers players cherished garbage time very much. After all, in the eyes of Lakers water dispensers, garbage time was specially made by the boss. In order to balance their playing time, the boss tried so hard, so he could not let the boss down, which made the Lakers play very seriously in garbage time.

And the Lakers' water dispenser is weak?

Originally, Beasley only had to face one Tucker, but Ariza also wanted to go up and play for a while. Now, Ariza and Tucker took turns to teach Beasley, the second-tier player, and Beasley was so defensive that he was doubting his life.

"Is the competition for garbage time in the NBA so fierce?"

At home, Jordan is standing in the inside line. If Beasley dares to jump, I dares to hat. Beasley is also a stubborn person and doesn't sit in a fake move. Every time he goes to Jordan, it's strange that he can please him.

In the end, the Lakers beat the Heat 109:82, and the post-match press conference was naturally attended by Kobe and Wang Hao.

But today's protagonist is not Wang Hao.

Reporter: "Bryant, what do you think of today's showdown with Wade?"

Kobe: "What do you think? The game is coming, I won, it's that simple."

I have to say that Kobe's B-dress is full.

Reporter: "As one of the strongest points guards in active service, can you defeat him think you are the number one point guard in the league? Or the number one person in the league?"

Kobe: "Ms., you seem to have misunderstood. Not only Dwyane, Ray Allen, Carter, McGrady, I have won. As for whether it is first or not, it doesn't matter, but if it is the first person in the league, I feel that kid is more suitable than me."

Kobe stretched out his finger to Wang Hao.

Wang Hao: "........................., the pot comes from the side?"

"No, no, I definitely can't rank the number one player in the league. Like LeBron and Duncan, they are all better than me. After all, I can't guard against them, and they can't get points."

Reporter: "...Yes, yes, you are right."

After the press conference, the Lakers moved to Orlando overnight.

Sitting in the car, the bored Wang Hao posted a tweet.

@Warcraft "Brother, do you want a hug?"

The next morning, Howard got up on the bed of someone who couldn't see his gender. He flipped through his phone and found that there were N unread messages. When he opened them, he saw that they were all @ him.

"Damn!"

Howard's chrysanthemum tightened and quickly left a message on Twitter, "What brother do you want to do? We agreed, come to Orlando, I'll arrange it."

It seems that the happy beast will also save the country in a curve.

He had to do this, thinking about the past, when he was hugged, he received 24 free throws in a normal game, but he only scored a pitiful 3 goals. What do you think?

What else can I do if I don’t beg for mercy? The Lakers’ interior is now strong and the personnel are completely broken. God knows how long it took Howard to recover after that time to dare to stand on the free throw line. Now the Devil is coming to mess with him again.

The happy beast was frightened, and the initiator Wang Hao was in a beautiful dream. God knew what he dreamed of, and his saliva flowed a lot.

Wang Hao, who got up in the afternoon, glanced at his phone and replied directly to two words below, "Haha!"

If I had a good memory in my previous life, the magic of this season was quite strong. In the Western Conference Finals, the Cavaliers, who won 66 wins, met the Lakers in the finals, and were finally taught 4:1 by the Lakers. It was also this time that Howard could only replace my emperor.

If you use the hug tactic in the finals, you'll think it's 4:0! And even if you don't need hug tactics, can Master Huo beat Wang Hao?

"Hi! Dwight, come and hug!"

Before the game started, Wang Hao greeted Master Huo with friendly greetings.

"It's OK to hug, but don't hug later."

...

"hehe!"

Wang Hao met him again, and Master Huo was already a little confused at this time.

Others don’t know, but Master Huo knows that Wang Hao has no bottom line.

At the beginning of the game, the Lakers started: Jordan Jr., Millsap, Wang Hao, Kobe, and Sun Dasheng.

Magic starters: Howard, Lewis, Tkoglu, Jamil Nelson, Bogans.

"Charles, why didn't the Lakers' inside line use the double tower?"

Seeing the Lakers sending two substitutes, Kenny Smith asked in confusion.

"Does the living people want to play the shark-cutting tactic at the beginning?"

Barkley also guessed, but unfortunately, if he guessed correctly, Wang Hao was about to start the game and put on Master Huo's mentality.

"Hey! Who do you look down on me? Send a rookie to play against me."

Master Huo thought the Lakers looked down on him, so he came over to Wang Hao to argue.

"No, no, no, you misunderstood. I officially let them go because I look down on you too much, and you will know in a while."

Wang Hao smiled evilly, raised his hand and scored a three-pointer.

The Magic played a one-star shot during this period, which maximized Howard's power in the inside, but if the game is, the first goal must be given to the boss, especially the boss who defended the boss was still a rookie.

As soon as Master Huo received the ball, Jordan stepped back, and Master Huo stood up and dunked.

Jordan Little hugged Master Huo's waist and walked directly to the free throw line before putting Master Huo down.

Howard: "...Damn it. I promised not to mess with me?"

referee:"....?"

Jordan Jr.: "I'm afraid he's injured, anyway, he's going to serve twice."

Referee: "It makes sense."

Wang Hao: "Don't look at me, I didn't teach this sentence!"
Chapter completed!