As Wang Yi watched the preview on TV, a fun idea suddenly popped into his head.
Just how fun was it?
The moment the idea came to him, he couldn't help breaking into the sort of mischievous grin a child wore when plotting a prank.
The Kings were all at practice, so he quickly summoned every player to the meeting room.
The players were all a little confused.
Bond asked, "Boss, couldn't you tell us this in the Training Hall?"
Tures was puzzled too. "Boss, why all the secrecy?"
Wang Yi replied, "This has to stay secret. There are too many people in the Training Hall, and word could get out."
That only made everyone more curious.
"Boss, what is it? Hurry up and tell us!"
Wang Yi flashed a wicked smile and said:
"I've got a little plan. We're going to Memphis tonight."
Mane asked Wang Yi, "Boss, do you think the Grizzlies are going to win? Are we heading to Memphis early to prepare for the Western Conference Finals against them?"
Everyone else looked at Wang Yi in confusion too.
But Wang Yi shook his head. "No, no. I'm not betting on Memphis. This is a matchup between individual talent and team basketball, with Popovich's strategic mind thrown into the mix. It's hard to say who'll come out on top."
"I mean we sneak into tomorrow night's game and try to pick up some information about the Grizzlies and the Spurs. See if they have any tricks left up their sleeves."
"..."
At Wang Yi's words, all the players froze.
Bond asked uncertainly, "Has anyone ever done that before? Does the league allow it?"
Wang Yi smiled. "I don't know if anyone's done it before, but don't you think it sounds like fun?"
Bond replied, "It does sound