Thirty-four: Problem

Although he was suspended for one game, he still had to follow the team. The next day, Rachel followed the team to Suttermento. Before the game, Rachel had a fierce argument with some reporters because of a bad mood!

"Mr. Rachel, will this game not appearing will affect your future in the Lakers?" In the media channel before the game, a group of reporters stopped Rachel, the protagonist of the nightclub!

"Yes!" Rachel said angrily.

"May I ask, what did you do with that beautiful woman that day?" An idiot reporter asked an idiot question.

"Make love!" Rachel did not hide it!

"Do you know that woman?" Continue the idiot question.

"Are you fucking over? It's a basketball game now. What the hell do you ask about the player's private life? What does it have to do with you? Can you stop chasing this question all the time!" Rachel glared at her, and the reporter took a step back unnaturally. After all, the physique of the Rachel athlete is not something he can fight.

"So, do you have any opinions on the league's punishment?" Another reporter asked,

"What do they do have to do with me? I only know, that has nothing to do with me. It's just a matter between the top leaders of the league and Phoenix and Stoudemire. I have no interest in knowing!" Rachel was already very manic.

"Excuse me"

"How many fucking questions do you have to ask? Now I need to calm down, OK?" Rachel yelled at the reporters with her head. This alarmed Butler in front of the media channel. Butler hurried over: "Sorry, Doug is in a bad mood recently. Please interview him in two days!" After a smooth fight, Rachel was dragged away.

"Doug, why do you offend those guys? You should know that they are the uncrowned kings in democratic society! It will be bad if they collectively swear to you! You know that Ai was beaten by them back then and Rodman, these bitch-makers just pay attention to their negative news and never pay attention to their positive images, so this has always made them feel bad in the hearts of fans. Ai has only been separated in recent years, so it is better not to offend these guys. They can give you a lot of things and deprive you a lot of things!" Butler persuaded.

"But, I just want to be myself. I don't want to pretend to be a smile and face people I don't like. I don't even care about people I don't like. I really don't suit you to deal with reporters who are raised by bitch. When I see them, I want to stomp their bad faces! By the way, Karon, I forgot to ask you yesterday, why you haven't been photographed? You have to know that you have also gone!"

"Are you walking on the main door or the small door?"

"Are you the gate?" Rachel asked in confusion.

"That's why!" Butler patted Rachel's head and said. "I'll tell you the trick next time I take you there."

"oh!"

I went to the visiting team's locker room, changed my clothes, and ran to adapt to the field. Rachel also changed into training clothes and went to practice shooting.

"Bobby, help me open the tendons!" Rachel yelled at Bobby while lying on the ground.

"Go to you, you don't need to compete today, what kind of tendons are you going to do? Bobby, help me first!" Butler cursed with a smile. Then Bobby shrugged at Rachel and walked to Butler to help him open tendons.

Rachel shook her head with a wry smile, then got up, leaned against the technical table while drinking a drink while watching her teammates practice. It was quite comfortable.

"Hey, that boy from Lakers! Come here!" The voice sounded in Rachel's ears.

Rachel turned her head and looked at her and found a fat man waved at her on the other side. Rachel widened her eyes and pointed at herself to show her certainty!

"I just want to call you, no need to confirm!" the fat man shouted loudly.

Rachel put the drink on the table, touched her head and swayed over.

"Is there anything to do with me? Sir Charles!" Rachel asked.

"Well, it's okay, I'll talk to you!" Barkley said with a shy stomach. "I admire you very much!"

"I know."

"You know?"

"I've watched TV, you're talking to me, so I know!"

Barkley patted Rachel on the shoulder, "You are really good, you're in good health." Then he patted Rachel's butt, "This butt is not bad too! But it's a little worse than I did in the past."

"Haha!" Rachel sneered.

"I watched your game and I think you have a future. You have a body and a mind. And the most important thing is that you are hard-working enough. No one will steal directly with your body. No one will block the shot in the air regardless of their own safety. You are brave and tough!" Barkley said as he patted Rachel's shoulder.

"Thank you for summing up such advantages for me. I am just a mad dog who is unwilling to lose food!" Rachel said lightly.

"Mad Dog? This nickname does match your style of play!"

"No, Mad Dog is not a nickname, Mad Dog is me! I am a Mad Dog!" Rachel turned her head and stared at Barkley's eyes and said word by word.

"When he watched me say that, I knew that Doug Rachel would shock the entire league. Yes, he did it, Mad Dog did it, and he became eternal! Mad Dog also became eternal!" Many, many years later, Barkley said this during an interview.

"Hey, jazz, are you taking apprentices here?" At this time, a big man ran over to pick up the ball, and laughed and made such a joke!

"Chris, I can't be the master of this kid. He will be stronger than me and Dennis!" Barkley replied.

"Better than you and Dennis. Oh my God, I have to be careful when I meet him in the future, otherwise it will be bad if I get injured!" A big No. 4 player said with a strange voice from behind the jersey.

"Hey, come here!" Barkley suddenly discovered something, "Yes! Come here, stand a little, you two stand in a row!"

Although Chris was a little puzzled, he still did what Barkley said.

"It's so fucking like it, even the height and shape. Except for Doug's skin tone is a little lighter, are you brothers?" Barkley said in shock.
Chapter completed!