"Guys, you can call me Old Li.”
"That's what everyone calls me back in my hometown.”
Li Hao felt a headache when he heard everyone calling him "Li","Li","Li".
Hence, he suggested that everyone could call him Old Li.
Of course, the Old Li he was talking about was pronounced in Mandarin.
It was not the strange Mandarin pronunciation of the people of the Dragon Country in the movies.
"Old Li?"
"Old Li!"
His teammates still didn't have a good pronunciation.
However, since Old Li's Mandarin was quite standard, he was able to speak a lot of Mandarin.
Therefore, gradually, there was that smell.
Although he called him Lee, he wouldn't be confused with Curry's brother-in-law, Damian Lee.
After all, when they called him Damian Lee, they called him Damian instead of Lee.
However, Old Li's pronunciation was more comfortable.
"Lolita? Where did this loli come from?"
Cole, who had discussed the tactics for the second half outside, heard his teammates calling him " Lolita " and " Lolita " non-stop the moment he entered the locker room.
Everyone was stunned for a moment, and then Kulit burst into laughter.
"Hahaha!"
"Hahahaha, Old Li, Lolita!”
Cole was dumbfounded.
She didn't know what she had said wrong.
He didn't think he had heard wrongly. These people were indeed saying " loli."
Li Hao's face darkened.
Looking at Cole, he really wanted to get rid of this manager.
F * ck!
It was likely that the title of Lolita would be spread by a big mouth.
At that time, where would Old Li put his face?
Fortunately, after laughing, Grimm explained,"Coach, it's Old Li, not Lolita.”
"What Old Li? Isn't it just a loli?"
"It's Old Li, not Lolita! Coach, pay attention to your pronunciation. Old Li!"
"Alright then. But why Old Li?"
"Lee said he's at home. That's what everyone calls him.”
"Li, tell me, why Old Li?”
Ah, this?
Why?
It had always been like this.
Since junior high, the boys in the class were all called Old Li, Old Zhang, Old Zhao, and Old Ma.
Who would have thought why he called her that?
Of course, it was not because he was old.
He couldn't possibly say that in his hometown, everyone was more used to calling him Hao Zi, right?
It felt a little like rat tail juice, and it didn't sound good.
That would be like saying that his name was Miri or Mickey.
Li Hao thought for a moment and explained seriously,
"In my world, Old Li is a wargod, so everyone is willing to call me Old Li.”
"War God?"
"Yes, on the battlefield, the War God who makes people tremble in fear.”
"Not bad, I like this explanation.”
Cole nodded, not caring if it was true or not. He then looked at Li Hao seriously.
"In the second half, I need you on the field to be the God of War Old Li that everyone fears. Can you do that?”
Li Hao immediately sat up straight.”
"What if I put you in the starting lineup?”
Entering the starting lineup?
He was directly promoted to the starting lineup in the second half?
The original starting shooting guard was Jordan Poole, who looked like the bald Qiang with hair. He was Li Hao's peer.
Oh, Li Hao was a drop-out talent show. The two of them couldn't be said to be at the same level.
Li Hao subconsciously glanced at Jordan Poole.
The other party did not seem to have much of a reaction, as if he had already expected this.
It couldn't be helped. In his starting game, although his performance was comparable to the number 28 pick, compared to Li Hao's ability to blow up the field with 37 points in a single quarter.
He, Jordan, still added Poole after him.
" What? You don't have confidence?"
"It's normal to have no confidence. After all, after entering the starting lineup, you would be facing the opponent's elite forces.”
"Daddy!"
Li Hao was overjoyed and almost blurted out. Fortunately, he turned around and said loudly,"Coach, our Old Li loves to play against elites!”
Good!
Very energetic!
Cole nodded, then gathered his generals and began to lay out the strategy for the second half.
At the same time.
In the locker room.
The atmosphere was not harmonious.
"We're only lagging behind temporarily. You have to believe that the game is still in our hands!”
Vogel first set the tone.
"Yes, there will indeed be someone who can steal a victory on our home ground.”
James was silent, and then he responded to Vogel's dry speech,""However, it is definitely not this brave warrior!”
"Victory!"
When the others saw their boss speak, they quickly responded.
Vogel smiled bitterly in his heart and suddenly began to lay out a strategy."In the second half of the game, once that number 72 appears on the field, try to strip him out of the Warriors 'offensive system!”
"There's no need for that, right?"
James expressed his doubts.
Vogel saw that James was questioning him and quickly explained,""That Number 72 is a little weird."
"It's just a little strange. Don't worry, we were just too careless in the first half and were caught off guard by the opponent.”
"En, Le Bulang, what you said makes sense.”
"However, the coach reminded us that we can't let that number 72 act recklessly anymore.”
James was very satisfied with Vogel's attitude, but when he thought of Li Hao, his expression turned ugly.""It's our shame to let a draft pick score 37 points in a single quarter on our home ground!”
Vogel saw the anger in James 'eyes and sighed in his heart.
Then, he gave the other players his strategy.
"In the second half, we can't let that number 72 score again!”
"No matter what method you use!"
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