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383 Give me that damn ball!(2/2)

Only by following Walton's style of play and letting him see the actual effect of his style of play before refuting him will it be more convincing.

Seeing Wang Yi's silence, Wharton frowned and asked, "Wang?"

Wang Yi slowly raised his head and said word by word: "Give up that damn egalitarianism and give me that stupid ball!"

He knew Wharton was stubborn.

I have been insisting on that style of play since I came to the Kings. I have not achieved results for several years and I still have to persist.

So his tone was stiff when he spoke to Wharton.

As soon as Wang Yi said this, all the players present were stunned.

The two teaching assistants present were also stunned.

Since Wang Yi came to the team, he has always been very kind.

Why are you talking to the coach like this all of a sudden?

Wharton waited for a full five seconds.

His brows furrowed tightly.

He also wanted to get angry.

If you can't win, everyone will feel angry.

However, as a head coach, you cannot lead the team to win, so you will not have the confidence to get angry.

After pondering for a moment, his tone was also very stiff: "Then give him the damn ball!"

[Don't scold me, don't rush me. My father passed away unexpectedly in another place. I have to bring him back in the next few days, and I have to attend the funeral. Even if I have free time, I am not in the mood to write. Both updates are saved. Ten chapters are saved.
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