king of los angeles

Chapter 133 134. Midnight Rose
Minneapolis-Saint Paul International Airport, the No.30 busiest airport in the world.

Lin Feng rented a Mercedes-Benz E-Class and waited outside the airport.Annie appeared in front of the reporter team following the Sports Times. A large group of people made Lin Feng sweat a little.

"Miss Anne?" Lin Feng waved at her from afar.

Seeing that Lin Feng was sitting in the Mercedes-Benz, Annie immediately ran over dragging the suitcase.

"Rented a car? What a waste of money you are."

Annie waved to her colleagues, and naturally got into the co-pilot.

"For the convenience of our comrade journalists, it is difficult to move in such a city without a car."

Lin Feng patted the steering wheel.

It was already seven o'clock in the evening, and Lin Feng, who had slept all afternoon, was full of energy.Annie and the others will hold their first press conference at nine o'clock, about interviews for tomorrow's game.

Being a reporter is very hard, especially for team reporters, who need to fly around with the team and have almost no free time. They are all on the way of interviewing and preparing for interviews.

Lin Feng told her that he hoped to interview him after the game tomorrow. Lin Feng liked the feeling of facing the camera.

Annie thinks there is no problem, the reporter who will be interviewing on the spot is her, and Annie is free to choose who she is.

Choose pizza for dinner to fill her stomach, and Anne has to devote herself to work. The away game is the busiest time, which is not as convenient as at home in Los Angeles.

At eleven o'clock in the evening, Lin Feng was wandering the streets of Minneapolis in his car. He had rented this car for two days, and it felt a bit wasteful for him to park it in the garage.Where should I go?Lin Feng suddenly had an idea. He wanted to go to the training hall next to the Target Center to play some balls. It was open 24 hours a day, and players could practice there anytime.

He played well against the Spurs in the last game, and Lin Feng intends to continue to maintain his form. It seems a bit late to go to the arena near midnight, but this feeling is not bad, just like Los Angeles at four o'clock in the morning.

Minneapolis is not as prosperous as Los Angeles. There are few pedestrians on the road at this hour in the evening, but the outside of several large nightclubs is still very lively, with various sports cars and handsome men and women.

Lin Feng was even greeted by beauties in miniskirts when he drove by, but now his interest is all in basketball, that chubby guy will never complain, when you slap it on the ground, it will bounce up quickly, it is the most faithful reliable friend.

The Timberwolves are a young team. They were often at the bottom of the league in the first few years of entering the league in 1989. It was not until they selected the talented high school student Kyle Garnett that they ushered in the first All-Star player in team history.

Standing outside the target center, where he will fight tomorrow, Lin Feng is always passionate about this kind of thing, Gary Smith's blood is flowing in his body, he is a guy who really loves basketball, and regards basketball as more important than his own life .

The training hall next to it is not big, it is probably a closed basketball court and some common training equipment.It seems that there is no one to manage it, especially in the middle of the night, it is even less likely that anyone will come here.

At midnight, players either sleep with their heads covered or have fun at various parties, enjoying the carefree life brought by high wages.

When he was about to enter the training hall, Lin Feng vaguely heard the sound of a basketball hitting the floor, as if someone was playing inside, but the entire training hall was pitch black without any lights.

Although he has socialist science in his heart, Lin Feng's heart skipped a beat. Could it be that there is also a basketball game in the Underworld?In other words, I am not the only lucky one in this world.

He didn't flinch, and resolutely decided to enter the arena to see if it was a human or a ghost playing basketball in the dark.

He slowly approached the door and heard the sound of the basket shaking clearly. It was obvious that the pile of iron guys just experienced a dunk, which was so powerful that the basket rang non-stop.

At this point, Lin Feng was sure that the person playing ball in the dark was at least a man, and even the ghost was a guy wearing a magnetic voice coat.

The basketball kept hitting the floor, Lin Feng stopped and listened carefully, the guy inside was dribbling the ball very fast and with a strong sense of rhythm, this sound made Lin Feng obsessed.

This reminded him of the sense of rhythm that coach Bichler often talks about. As a ball handler, rhythm is essential.Think of dribbling as a musical instrument exercise, just like playing the violin or playing the saxophone, to achieve the coordination and synchronization of hands and consciousness.

Apparently, the man in the dark did.And doing it in the dark is rare.

Lin Feng guessed that he did not turn on the lights on purpose. The dark environment can better exercise this ability.

Who will be inside?First of all, there is no doubt that he is a professional player, and it is difficult for amateur players to reach this level.

The training hall next to the Target Center must be a player from the Timberwolves. With such skilled people, Lin Feng was the first to think of Wiggins. He was the No. 2014 pick in the 3000 draft. Wiggins is so talented that he won nearly 20 million After receiving a big contract, he started to take a health-preserving route. Although countless people criticized him for his lack of positive playing attitude, Wiggins is the kind of player who can score [-] points just by playing casually.

But this guy was injured and left the field after playing 8 minutes in the first quarter of the game a few days ago. The Timberwolves coach made it clear that he will not play in the game against the Lakers, so Wiggins will naturally not appear in the midnight training hall .

So who would it be?The second thing that comes to mind is Jimmy Butler. In about a few months, Butler will tell the media that Towns is the most talented in this Timberwolves team, Wiggins is the most favored by God, and he himself is the most talented. hard work.

With Butler's level of effort, it is entirely possible to appear in the training hall at midnight, and he can even spend the whole day here, going all out to prepare for tomorrow night's game.

From the 30th pick in the first round to the All-Star, this top small forward has the perseverance of an iron man.Lin Feng even began to think about what to say after seeing him.

Hi Jimmy, I'm Lakers rookie Gary Smith, can I join you in training?

Jimmy is not a gentle guy, and he might just blow himself away.But Lin Feng still decided to walk into the arena, and he began to amplify the sound of his footsteps to let the people inside know that someone had made progress, so as not to be surprised sometimes.

Lin Feng wouldn't be too surprised if he saw Downs.As for the young player Okogie who is expected to enter the starting lineup, that is, the guy who once blocked Harden's retreat from the three-point line, he should be unlikely to appear here.

Lin Feng was very impressed with that ball. Okogie, who was also a first-year rookie like himself, pressed the basketball in the bearded man's hands with precision, as if he had "foreseeing the future".

"Hey buddy, sorry to interrupt your training, but I was thinking the same, maybe we can get together."

Walking into the training hall, Lin Feng greeted the shadow not far away politely.

The man didn't speak, but stopped, and the sound of the basketball rolling on the floor resounded throughout the training hall.

Soon, the arena lights turned on, changing from dark to bright, Lin Feng felt dazzling, and after getting used to the lights, he could see the man opposite him clearly.

With dirty braids, beads of sweat rolled down his face, and a pair of resolute eyes.

Lin Feng was stunned. The man in front of him was neither Wiggins nor Butler. He said to himself, "Mr. Ross?"

That's right, it was Windy Rose Derek Rose who trained hard alone in the dark at midnight.

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