I'm good at basketball too

Chapter 121 Li Ran's Wonderful Journey

Uncle Carter naively believed that as long as he hit hard enough, it was possible to play the main force of the Nuggets.

Unless George Karl doesn't care about winning or losing this game.

But at the end of the third quarter, the point difference was approaching [-] points, and George Karl was still sitting firmly on the Diaoyutai. Although the main players looked bad, they showed no sign of playing.

This is strange, the league prohibits rotation, and even Popovich will find a passable reason for the rotation of GDP.

Such as being injured, such as the cat at home giving birth.

Carter, who scored a game-high 24 points, 5 rebounds and 6 assists, didn't know until after the game in an interview after the game. . .

A divine assist from a hotel in New Jersey helped them win the game.

Without Li Ran, Billups and Anthony in the lineup, the Nuggets' substitutes certainly couldn't beat the fully loaded Nets, and even lost miserably.

84-114, the Nuggets lost a full 30 points away!
The best performer was Szczerbiak, who scored 15 points. . .

然后就是9分9分8分8分7分6分。。。

Anyway, apart from him, none of the Nuggets scored in double figures.

Fortunately, the game ended on the 7th, and the next game was to play the Heat at home on the [-]th.

Back in Denver, George Karl ordered a day off as soon as he got off the plane.

Take a day off first.

Li Ran, who was dizzy, went back to the apartment and fell asleep. When he woke up, it was already the night of the 8th.

After eating something casually, Li Ran sat on the sofa in a daze.

The fever is gone, but I still feel weak.

What Li Ran is thinking now is whether he should go to the system space to continue training in his state.

When he had this lazy idea, Li Ran didn't realize that the system space was flickering wildly.

And when he finally made up his mind to enter the simulation training system, the system had already returned to its original state.

"Huh? Why is the training space different today?"

Following a sense of familiarity, Li Ran found himself in an unfamiliar place.

He should have appeared in the advanced training simulation space, which contained all kinds of advanced training equipment.

But today, he appeared in a luxurious-looking hotel room. A group of black buddies were playing cards around a table with a lot of dollar bills and chips on the table.

Moreover, although the consciousness and sense of touch are clear, it is not his own consciousness that manipulates his body.

"What's the situation? Could it be that I can't hide my identity as the God of Gamblers today?"

Li Ran was a little confused, but soon he found out. . .

This body is not my own either!
A big black hand appeared in Li Ran's sight, and he threw the cards in his hand onto the table excitedly.

"Straight Flush!"

After all, this big hand gathered all the chips and dollar bills on the table into his arms.

Li Ran could clearly feel the excitement that was so intense that it almost overflowed in the heart of the owner of this body.

Several other people on the table raised their heads one after another, their faces depressed.

Li Ran was stunned.

Dennis Rodman, Scottie Pippen, Steve Kerr, Ron Harper!

According to this precious information, Li Ran immediately located the current era.

This is a certain year from 95 to 98. These people in front of them are all players in the Bulls' second three-peat championship lineup.

That. . .

"Hey, Scottie, it's getting late, let's get something to eat."

Hearing this, Pippen weakly threw the cards in his hand onto the table.

"What time is it, and the restaurants in the hotel are closed."

"No, I'm starving to death, I can't sleep at night without something to eat."

Li Ran listened to the voice of "myself", and the more I listened, the more familiar it became.

A somewhat outrageous thought rose in Li Ran's mind.

No way, this dog system is so fancy?
Sure enough, when the owner of the body stood up, Li Ran saw the black marinated egg reflected in the mirror, and he was finally sure.

MMP, how did I get attached to Jordan?
But Li Ran had no choice. Out of curiosity, he didn't have any thoughts of leaving the system space. Instead, he wanted to see what these two people wanted to do.

The hunger in his stomach was so clear and strong that Li Ran felt that he, or the current Jordan, could eat a cow.

At 10:30, the hotel was closed as Pippen said.

But Jordan still has a way. He came to the phone, made a few calls, and walked back proudly.

"I ordered a pizza. This may be the last restaurant open in Park City. Do you want to eat?"

Park City!
Li Ran got to the critical point again.

So now it is almost certain.

In the 1997 Finals, the Bulls beat the Jazz.

etc. . .

Li Ran suddenly had a bad feeling.

He vaguely remembered that there seemed to be something bad about Park City.

It's about Jordan.

The others were obviously not interested, or they didn't want to be angry with the old hooligan after being on the team, and then continue to be angry with him at the gambling table, and left one after another.

About four and ten minutes later, the pizza arrived as expected.

Looking at this delicious large pizza, Li Ran suddenly had an idea and shouted in his heart.

"Daba!"

Damn, this pizza is poisonous!
Toxic in the physical sense!
However, Jordan couldn't hear Li Ran's cry at all. After he sat down, he ate pizza with a big mouthful.

The pizza was tender and smooth. Well, it might be because Jordan was really hungry. Anyway, the pizza that was enough for an ordinary person to eat for a day disappeared on the table.

Li Ran was in pain and joy.

Pizza is really tasty.

But this deliciousness comes at a price, dear.

After Jordan finished eating, the old god lay on the bed, and even had the leisure to look through his address book.

Li Ran looked at the names of the women and the prices behind them in the address book, and understood them instantly. . .

I'm sorry, tomorrow's G5 in the finals, you stay up all night looking for Miss. .sister?

However, the old rascal did not take action in the end, not because of anything else. .

Li Ran felt his stomach tumbling, and Jordan almost used his speed and agility on the field to rush into the toilet at the fastest speed.

An old hooligan who turned into a Splatoon, sitting on the toilet for most of the night.

Just pull it, why do you have to take me with you?
Li Ran was very unlucky, and followed Jordan to experience what it was like to be a jet fighter.

Finally, nearly dehydrated, Jordan called his trainer.

On the second day, when the team had a pre-match training session, a pale Jordan sat on a courtside chair with a bottle hanging by his side.

Li Ran felt that he was already a useless person. He even thought about taking out the recovery potion, but it was a pity that he couldn't use it in this space.

"40.3 degrees, what about tonight's game?"

The teaching assistant held a thermometer, frowned and asked Phil Jackson next to him.

"I'm fine, I can play."

Jordan, who had almost no strength, suddenly spoke.

Li Ran was stunned.

Fuck, buddy, you are in this state, let alone play, it is difficult to stand up.

So you still want to play?
To death!

(End of this chapter)