novelraw Chapter 7 will tell you that Shaq did it too!
Chapter 7 will tell you that Shaq did it too!
"Derrick, you're starting tonight. Kobe's having a minor health issue and needs to rest for a few days." In the Staples Center locker room, Jackson helplessly let Fisher replace Kobe in the starting lineup. At the same time, Lin Ze felt that the way Jackson looked at him tonight... well, how should I put it?
There was a sense of melancholy.
In the first preseason game, the team's key perimeter player was injured. Whether it's a major or minor injury, this kind of thing will affect morale!
At the same time, Jackson was also puzzled. Kobe was in the hospital, but Lin was still alive and kicking.
"That kid definitely went too far!" O'Neal immediately started chattering upon hearing this: "You guys don't know, do you? When that kid went to the recording studio to record a song, he met a girl."
"Our lovely little Kobe has finally become a man! I've decided to send him a box of Durex condoms so he won't get tangled up in fleshy skin."
Lin Ze added, "You also need to teach him the correct way to use it, such as putting chili oil in the condom or just throwing it in the toilet and flushing it away, otherwise someone might pick it up and put it back in."
"Great idea!" O'Neal laughed heartily. "I'll tell him that's exactly what Shaq did! That's why Shaq never gets bogged down in flesh and blood!"
"Great! Shaq did it too!" Lin Ze continued, "But what was Kobe doing at the recording studio?"
"Let's record some songs," O'Neal said. "When he sees other people releasing albums, he wants to release one too; he's always been like that."
"He can sing?" Lin Ze was born in the 00s in his previous life, and he had never heard of Kobe Bryant releasing an album, but he had heard Kobe and Jay Chou sing "The Battle of Heaven and Earth".
Regardless of the song's quality, Kobe only sang one line, and even then, his voice cracked.
Moreover, this line came from a recording studio.
Even a million sound engineers couldn't fix the distorted sound, and in the end, they could only reluctantly label it "authentic and Kobe's unique style" to salvage the situation.
With this level of skill, you're going to release a song?
If he can afford it, then I can afford it too.
"Theoretically, it's not possible," said Fisher, who had just become a temporary starter. "But he has money."
"And you don't know this." O'Neal became incredibly energetic the moment he started talking about Kobe, even more so than when he was beating Mutombo under the basket: "When we go to away games, we sometimes do rap on the bus. Kobe usually doesn't participate. He'll probably only do it once or twice out of ten."
"But every time he appears, he absolutely blew the audience away!"
Lin Ze swore that this was the first time O'Neal had praised Kobe and said good things about him since he joined the Lakers.
Of course, calling Kobe "Donut" after dunking on him in training isn't an exaggeration.
"until……"
When Fisher saw O'Neal looking at him, he could only say helplessly, "Until one time I accidentally picked up a piece of paper that fell out of Kobe's pocket, and it was full of song lyrics."
"This guy writes down his lines and memorizes them beforehand, then waits, waits for an opportunity."
"When our topic for today matches the words he's prepared, this guy will jump out and blow things up."
"We've gone off-topic." O'Neal suddenly steered the conversation back on track: "Anyway, Kobe met a girl in the recording studio, and I heard they're really getting close. They've definitely gone too far this time, to the point that he can't even play in games, and yet he's still complaining every day that we're not training properly."
"He just hadn't experienced the joys of adulthood before."
"He injured his ankle during practice," Jackson finally spoke, interrupting the group's chatter. "He had been practicing for half an hour before you guys even arrived tonight. If Mendes hadn't noticed that his landing was a bit strange and insisted that the team doctor examine him..."
"He's ready to go back on the field!"
As Jackson finished speaking, he looked at Lin Ze with a rather resentful expression. It was all that kid's fault!
I heard that Kobe has been training according to that rubbish training plan that Grover left him these past few days.
And he even added 20% more to his own quantity!
That's absolutely insane!
Why are you looking at me? Lin Ze blinked and looked at Jackson as well, thinking that the old man was up to no good.
"Did Grover also give you a training plan?" Jackson asked Lin Ze. "Didn't you train with it?"
"No," Lin Ze said. "I plan to train during the offseason. The season is about to start, what would I train for?"
"Oh!" Fisher, Kobe's closest teammate, suddenly exclaimed, "I remember now, a few days ago, Kobe suddenly called me in the middle of the night and kept calling. I thought something had happened to him."
"After the call connected, he only asked me one strange question."
At this point, Fisher also looked at Lin Ze: "He asked me if Lin was there and if I was having a good time."
"So what did you say?" Jackson asked curiously.
"To be honest," Fisher shrugged, "Lin was practically the center of attention, surrounded by three girls, and he even did this and that with them, and finally they all...hehehehe."
"What's even more outrageous is that Lin didn't give those girls any money!" O'Neal added viciously.
"They don't want my money, what can I do?"
"Then why should I pay for them?" O'Neal was very dissatisfied. He didn't even mention that some of the girls had asked him for more money!
Ah this...
Lin Ze was a little stunned. What did he mean? Tell O'Neal to look in the mirror?
"Alright!" Jackson, realizing the topic was veerging too far off course, quickly steered the conversation back on track, saying, "I asked everyone to watch 'The Godfather' a few days ago, did you all see it? Can anyone tell me what they learned from it?"
"Shaq?"
"Huh? Me?" O'Neal paused for a moment, then scratched his head and hesitated before saying, "Um, uh... I think... I think..."
Seeing O'Neal in a predicament, and Jackson looking at him helplessly, Lin Ze knew it was time for him to step up again. He needed to help O'Neal out of the predicament, but he couldn't give a good answer, as that would embarrass O'Neal and cause him to lose his authority as the team's leader.
"I think Vito is a very, very, very, very intelligent person!"
O'Neal, overjoyed at this, gave Lin Ze a grateful look, then took the lead in egging him on: "Lin, you didn't even watch it!"
"Yes, I haven't checked. I've been too busy these past few days!"
Lin Ze sighed.
This locker room would be deserted without him!
"Alright, that's enough. Go, go and take care of the opponents!" Jackson could tell at a glance that none of these guys had watched the game. If he were to take it seriously, the game wouldn't even be worth playing tonight. So he stopped asking and clapped his hands, saying, "Beat the Clippers and get off to a winning start!"