You'd better wrap me

Chapter 5 Gods Are Forged
In a blink of an eye, NO.12 coincides with no class on Sunday.

Su Yang and old Hicks arrived at the Staples Center at two o'clock in the afternoon according to Rob Pelinka's arrangement. Thinking that the Staples Center will be renamed Crypto.com in a few years, he couldn't help but take a second look. And let old Hicks take a picture,

In Pelinka's original words: "I can't control when Kobe will accept your heads-up. Since he will arrive at the arena for training in advance every time, you'd better arrive at [-] o'clock in the afternoon. I have already notified the arena. After saying hello, there will be staff to lead you into the arena in advance, and you can record and take pictures, but you must hand it over to me for review before it can be used in other places.”

Following the staff into the arena, the floor for the game has just been laid, and all kinds of auxiliary equipment are transported. The distance is completely ready, and it may take a while. Su Yang simply asked the staff if they could hold the ball for shooting practice.

The staff agreed after deliberation.

The old Hicks immediately set up the equipment to take pictures and video: "The Staples Center is staging a historical moment..."

Su Yang patted the basketball twice to find the rhythm. He felt that Spalding was more comfortable than Wilson. He raised his hand and made a mid-range shot.

The basketball slammed into the net hollowly.

Old Hicks picked up the basketball and passed it back, Su Yangyun made another two-step shot, and the basketball went into the net again.After more than three years of training, plus the last ten days of special assault training, the hand feels very good, and there are five consecutive hollow hits.

On the side of the player tunnel, Kobe and Jordan walked in together wearing training uniforms, and they were arguing over who was stronger.

"You can't beat me in 91. Your post-up skills are still a bit worse, but I was omnipotent at that time, and my defense was better than yours. I will interfere with your rhythm and make you unable to achieve the most comfortable. You may be able to hit one or two goals, but it will not affect the final outcome, in fact, 86-93 is the same, and I went to play baseball in my peak period!"

Jordan went crazy, and finally relieved his anger. I thought it was Kobe who mentioned it first. In the matchup between the Lakers and the Wizards in February, he only made 20 of 8 shots in that game. In the middle, it is very annoying.

"Ah, yes, yes, you are right, anyway, my vision is better than yours..." Kobe thought for a moment, and found that he couldn't counterattack from a basketball perspective. In 91, Jordan was really invincible, scoring champion + championship, or the best defensive team , I can only start another topic, mentioning Kwame Brown, the No. [-] pick who performed poorly this season. I heard that guy was selected by Jordan's designated Wizards management.

"Kwame is still in the adaptation stage. Our training strategy for him is to take it slowly. He is only 20 years old. I know you want to say that you have been selected as an All-Star at the age of 20, but everyone's path is different. I read it. The draft is only in the second year of college..."

"This tone, what about the confidence you had before?"

Kobe grinned lightly, and suddenly heard the sound of a basketball brushing the net, and subconsciously looked up at the court, "Someone came to training earlier than us, and this phenomenon has never happened before... No, it's not a player, it should be It's a student."

Jordan then looked up at the young man who was shooting in the distance, and suddenly had an idea, "Since you insist that your eyesight is better than mine, let's compare and see who can predict the kid's hit more accurately." rate, I can definitely beat you."

Kobe immediately crossed his arms and crossed his chest, squinting his eyes and staring at the young man who was shooting. After a while, he continued: "It seems that his shooting from five mid-range positions is about to end. Whether he shoots three-pointers or continues to shoot in the middle , I bet he can make at least 10 out of [-] shots, he has obviously received professional training, and it takes a long time, it's your turn!"

"I bet he will hit at least the next 10 shots..." Jordan subconsciously wanted to say nine times, but somehow he felt that the teenager who was shooting would be even better, as if he saw himself back then, "I bet he can make all ten shots Hit!"

"Then let us wait patiently..."

As soon as the words fell, the young man in the field stood at a 45-degree position on the left, raised his hand to catch a pass from an old man under the basket, raised his hand and scored a three-pointer, the shot was extremely fast, the basketball slammed into the net, and the basket The old man hadn't taken back his steps yet.

As soon as he makes a move, he is an old world.

Kobe gritted his teeth slightly, feeling a little misguided.

The teenagers on the court continued to shoot, and it was three consecutive hollow shots. The fifth ball hit the circle and bounced into the net, the sixth ball also hit the circle and bounced into the net, and the seventh ball also did the same.Jordan raised his eyebrows slightly: "Huh? That kid intends to adjust his way of shooting?"

Kobe nodded: "His shot angle is obviously different when he hits the net with a hollow shot and bounces into the net after hitting the basket. His hand movement has also changed from pushing the ball to pressing the wrist. The front one is faster, like a women's shot, and the back is our usual shot. type, with a slightly slower tempo."

During the conversation, the teenager on the court took a three-pointer for the ninth time, and the basketball hit the hoop and went into the net again. Kobe immediately frowned.

The old man under the basket followed the tenth pass. The boy caught the ball and changed his hands and direction. Then he kicked the ground and used his strength to turn around. He made a turn and made a three-pointer. The basketball hit the circle and bounced into the net again. He succeeded all ten times in a row and went straight to the bottom corner.

"Hahaha!"

Jordan covered his mouth and laughed, "I won! Does this mean that I have better vision than you, this is a stranger."

Kobe's cheek muscles twitched, "You won this time, but 10 shots are too few samples, let's do it again, that kid should be shooting three-pointers in five positions, I bet he can hit at least 50 of 45 shots. This time, it's your turn!"

Jordan shrugged and spread his hands: "I bet twice more!"

On the side of the court, Su Yang started to shoot from the left corner. Single-action shots, double-action shots, 1.5-action shots, all of them came and went. The movements were quite smooth, like Paul George jumping through time and space to log in and go online. Hit consecutively.

On the side of the player channel, Rob Pelinka walked up to Kobe and Jordan, saw the two of them staring at the field, and then looked up, and found that Su Yang was shooting, and immediately said happily: "That guy came to see you today. He is a fan of both of you, I want to sign him, if it is convenient for you, please take 5 minutes to help me test it."

Kobe and Jordan nodded together to show that they understood, their eyes were still staring at the teenagers on the field, unwilling to move away.

Upon seeing this, Rob Pelinka continued to introduce: "His name is Su Yang, he is an international student from China, he is currently a senior in Santa Monica High School, and he led the team to win the state championship for the second time last month. I think his strength is close to Le Brown James."

Kobe and Jordan raised their eyebrows when they heard the words, and their eyes instantly met: How come the recent high school students are so fierce, there was Carmelo Anthony in the front, LeBron James in the back, and now there is Su Yang, who is still from China, what the hell up.

The two turned their heads to look at the arena again. Su Yang, who was shooting quickly, was continuing to hit, and the staff who were moving things stopped to watch.

Rob Pelinka thought there was something interesting, and continued to introduce Su Yang's relevant information, mentioning one-handed ball and in-situ dunk.

Between words, Su Yang finished 50 three-point shots, making a total of 47 hits, and the staff on the sidelines applauded
"Hahaha!"

Jordan covered his mouth and laughed again. "I won again. If one time was an accident, then two times should be enough to prove it?"

Kobe was so angry that he thought for a moment and said to Pelinka: "You mentioned that kid is a fan of both of us, you call him over and ask him who he thinks is better..." You have to win once , otherwise there is no way to play.

Jordan held out his hand in a please gesture.

Pelinka nodded in bewilderment, and said that Su Yang was a fan of the two just now, but because Jordan was also present, if you ask Su Yang a question, in this place, it should mean that Kobe is better, at least each has its own merits. , but also afraid in case.

Kobe is still young and energetic, and he insists on competing.

Jordan, too, wants to win everything, so annoying.

If you want to find a way for Kobe to make some scenes, just lead a wave when the time comes, and use some words to make Su Yang say that Kobe is better.

After making up his mind, Pelinka walked to the arena and yelled at Su Yang who was resting: "Su, come here..." While shouting, Kobe and Jordan quietly walked to the side and hid. Fully open, it's easy to ignore if you don't look at it deliberately.

Su Yang trotted all the way to arrive, and Pelinka put his arms around his shoulders and said, "That's it, I will arrange an interview for you later, and the question will mention who is better, Kobe or Jordan, let's practice first, I ask , you answer, do you understand?"

"Hmm..." Su Yang felt weird, but didn't think much about it.

"So, who do you think is better, Kobe or Jordan at the same time?" Pelinka finished speaking, blinking frantically.

"In my opinion, regardless of the period, Jordan was better than Kobe, but..."

Before he finished speaking, Kobe came out of the shadows with a sullen face, "Your name is Su Yang, right? I accept Rob's commission to test you. We hit 21 balls. You attack first. As long as you hit 1, it is considered a goal." You win..." He walked into the field without looking back.

Jordan walked out with a manic smile on his face, "I just said that there is no need to hide, isn't this a clear thing?"

Su Yang immediately raised his eyebrows.

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(End of this chapter)