from the golden generation

Chapter 10 First round 21st place

Yan Song was speechless, just looking at Ewing in front of him.

After working for a long time, I just sent myself in because of the coach's favor.

"ridiculous."

Yan Song had a feeling of plummeting, and then Ewing said.

"But when the old man asked, I followed suit, but I didn't recognize you!"

After Ewing finished speaking, he pointed to the basket behind him.

The meaning is obvious, let me see, you, a layman, are worthy of joining our team.

Seeing this, Yan Song's face suddenly changed, and then he broke through with the ball to the free throw line, made a mid-range shot, and scored steadily.

Ball exchange.

Ewing is not like an ordinary center, who takes the ball and strides to the basket.

Button Yan Song.

When the basketball fell, it hit Yan Song's head, and Yan Song snatched the ball.

Make the next attack.

"Just you, you don't deserve to be in our team."

Ewing started talking trash, which of course was what Coach John meant.

They all want Yan Song to grow up quickly, so they can only force him.

Yan Song broke through and made a three-step layup.

It's a pity that Ewing chased after him and blocked him. Ewing lowered his head and continued to taunt.

"Are you worthy of the training of the coach?"

Yan Song pushed the other party away, showing no intention of respecting the seniors.

Although Ewing was pushed away, he laughed in his heart.

Three to one.

Five to one.

Ewing completely beat Yan Song on the ground, but Yan Song showed no sign of slack.

Continue to do your best to defend.

at this time.

Ewing hit Yan Song, and when he entered the three-second zone, he was about to turn around and dunk.

"boom."

Ewing just turned around with the ball, but the basketball was blown away by a pair of hands.

Yan Song steals Ewing.

"what?"

Ewing was a little surprised, this kid was able to calm down after being beaten like this by himself.

Observe the way you attack and find a way to break it.

However, the crush of height is not so easy to disappear.

Although Yan Song jumped up first, Ewing still got the ball.

Yan Song landed on the ground and stole Ewing again.

The basketball flew off the field this time.

Yan Song followed the basketball, flew out of the field, and fell to the floor.

Fortunately, when it landed, the basketball was thrown back to the court.

Ewing just wanted to get the ball, but Yan Song took the basketball from Ewing's hand again with an unbelievable speed.

"Three-point shot, a sword to seal the throat."

Faced with Ewing's defense, Yan Song leaned back and shot a three-pointer, scoring.

At this time, Yan Song completely changed his face, pointed his thumb down at Ewing, and said.

"continue!"

"Good boy."

...

Five to three.

Six to five.

Until the end, Ewing defeated Yan Song by three points.

Yan Song half bent over, not convinced.

"Come again."

"No need."

Ewing laughed.

"I'm 34 this year, and I'm going to retire in a few years."

Yan Song looked at the sad Ewing and said.

"So that?"

"I actually watched the video of today's game."

"It's really hard for me to believe that you're a beginner, except for your dribbling and thin body, you are perfect."

"It's not so much that the coach recommended you to me, it's better to say that it's your talent and hard work that made me fall in love with you."

Ewing expressed his true feelings from the bottom of his heart.

Yan Song sniffed and looked at Ewing.

Ewing asked.

"We are all willing to take a gamble on whether you can succeed, so, are you willing to join the New York Knicks?"

Ewing's voice was so loud that the glass of the stadium seemed to be broken.

"I am willing!"

Yan Song also responded with a roaring voice.

Ewing raised his face, and at the same time.

The door that was closed just now opened after Yan Song's reply.

Yan Song turned around and saw Coach John standing there.

"coach."

Tears welled up in Yan Song's eyes, and he was speechless.

Coach John walked up to Yan Song slowly and said.

"You don't need to say anything, child, you were born at a bad time, I just help you."

"But the road ahead still depends on you."

The words fall.

The two hugged each other tightly, and Yan Song burst into tears.

In the coach, he felt the warmth of his father.

"Coach, I will train hard."

Yan Song spoke, wiping away his disappointing tears and snot.

Coach John didn't say anything, told Yan Song something and left.

Now that Yan Song has agreed to join the New York Knicks.

Ewing called the team's trainer and started basketball training for Yan Song.

And began to let Yan Song gain weight and gain weight.

...

1996 6 Month 26 Day.

The American NBA ushered in the latest round of the draft.

On this day, countless young talents set off to East Rutherford, New Jersey.

Participate in this NBA draft.

At this time, boys from various universities and high schools sat at the table accompanied by their families.

And in the corner of the backcourt, Yan Song, who has already transformed, is also here.

Although he is not the most famous here, he is definitely the most special here.

"Haha, haven't you grown taller for so long?"

Coach John smiled gratifiedly, and Yan Song also smiled slightly.

The scene I had dreamed about really happened, but I was not alone.

Coach John accompanied himself to the draft.

Now Yan Song is 1.9 meters tall and weighs 94 kilograms.

Under the care of the New York Knicks trainers and everyone, Yan Song has made rapid progress and is already a good player.

The boys were all talking, and at the same time, some people looked at Yan Song curiously.

"Hey, brother."

Suddenly, someone beside Yan Song's seat greeted him.

Yan Song looked over there and waved his hand.

The other party showed big white teeth and thinning hair.

The two just greeted each other and did not continue their conversation.

David Stern walked onto the stage, holding the prepared draft draft in his hand.

David Stern spoke freely first, expressing his warm welcome to the young people on the other side.

Then, the other party spoke.

"In 1996, the Sixers selected in the first round..."

The young people in the audience are ready to move, but Iverson is already ready to stand up.

"The 76ers selected Iverson from Georgetown University."

The words fall.

Iverson smiled and hugged his family, and then went to the stage to put on his champion hat and shook hands with David Stern.

"Wow, Brother Alun is really the champion."

"As I expected."

Coach John was a little proud, and his back was straight.

I almost stood on the table and told others, did you see it, that was my student.

Immediately afterwards, Stern announced the candidates for the second place and third place.

Some people were a little disappointed, but they still waited, hoping to hear their names.

"Milwaukee Bucks, took Marbury out of Georgia Tech."

...

"The Minnesota Timberwolves chose, Ray Allen."

...

Slowly, the first round of draft picks has reached ten players.

When No.13 was reached, David Stern said the name of the person who had just greeted Yan Song.

The man was still showing his white teeth, and he waved at Yan Song before going on stage.

"Kobe Bryant."

...

Time flies, and in a blink of an eye, it has reached No.20.

Some people were panicked, and their parents were still comforting them.

But Yan Song is not in a hurry, he has already made a decision.

really.

When it reaches No.20.

David Stern said.

"The New York Knicks chose Yan Song from Georgetown University!"

　Thank you veterans for your support.

　　


(End of this chapter)