from the golden generation

Chapter 373 Custom Armor
Since defeating the Lakers on the 19th, Philadelphia has gone from strength to strength.

No one is complacent behind a strong enemy, and everyone will go to training honestly.

Iverson also changed from usual. The boy who used to hate training also understood the hardships of taking on the team at this time.

Iverson has changed a lot, and Yan Song is beside him.

Among Iverson's original brothers, there are only a few with the best relationship left, and those who are for money have been controlled by Yan Song for a long time.

They also left with interest, and Iverson would worry about this matter at first.

He felt that he was sincere, that he wanted to make this brother with them, but they left as soon as they said.

Yan Song looked at Iverson and smiled.

"You mean it, but they love your money."

"I won't let them take your money casually. Look at how many people they left. Could it be that friendship and brotherhood are continued with money?"

Yan Song's words were very sharp, and Iverson felt uncomfortable listening to them, but he was extremely sober.

He looked at Yan Song, yes, the relationship between himself and Yan Song is the best, and Yan Song did not leave him because of foreign things.

Yan Song would tell himself everything, which made Iverson feel that those people were really hypocritical.

Without money, he left.

Iverson scolded them, and decided to recognize his brothers well, not just pay attention to himself, he is sincere.

As Yan Song said, he is sincere, but they are for their own money.

Iverson laughed at himself, but when he looked at Yan Song again, he had one more question.

Yan Song seems to have very few friends.

Iverson thought of this, besides Kobe and himself, Yan Song has only a handful of friends.

Ewing, Houston, Oakley, Johnson, Ward and others.

By the way, it also includes the gangster Sims and others that Yan Song knew.

In addition, Yan Song really has no friends, and Yan Song's relationship circle is very clear.

Iverson suddenly envied Yan Song, but this is the difference between people.

Iverson didn't think about it anymore, he didn't call Yan Song to talk about this matter today.

Today everyone made an appointment to train together. Iverson's shooting percentage has improved a lot compared to before.

Iverson understands that this is the result of his own training. He used to think that he was very strong and did not need training.

But when he looked at Yan Song who was already very strong, even stronger than himself, he was taken aback.
Such a powerful person still works so hard, why does he do this, why does he still work so hard?

When Iverson asked this question, Yan Song always answered with one sentence.

"For myself."

Yan Song for himself, for becoming stronger.

The NBA only belongs to the strong, it's too cruel here.

When you become weak and old one day, you will be abandoned by the stills.

Yan Song wants to show his strength thoroughly and perfectly in his short life.

Yan Song changed from fighting for honor to fighting for himself. It took three years for this transformation.

This is the fourth year...

"Shh."

Iverson made a mid-range shot, and he let out a breath.

Throwing the extra ball on the ground to Yan Song, Yan Song quickly threw it after receiving the ball and hit a three-pointer.

Seeing Yan Song make a three-pointer from the corner, Iverson also took a few steps back and also made a three-pointer.

This time, Iverson made a three-pointer easily, and his three-pointer shooting percentage increased by about 5.00% compared to before.

This is progress, and this data will continue to rise.

"Yan, come here."

Under the basket, Ratliff waved Yan Song to go over.

Yan Song walked over without hesitation.

Ratliff held the ball and whispered.

"Let me ask you some offensive steps under the basket."

After the words were finished, Ratliff blinked, Yan Song was silent, smiled, took the ball and faced the basket on the left side of the bottom corner.

"Good."

After Yan Song finished speaking, he dribbled the ball to the right.

This dribble is only one and very hard.

Just watched Yan Song break through to the right and explode the ball, then turned around and scored a goal.

On the side, after seeing Yan Song scoring a goal, Ratliff started to study where Yan Song had just started.

Ratliff holds the ball in both hands, and his center of gravity is on the right side. He breaks to the right side, blasts the ball once and then turns around.

Ratliff learned this trick once, and Yan Song clapped his hands.

Immediately afterwards, he picked up the ball again and stood in the position just now.

This time, Yan Song chose to break through to the basket.

Yan Song just reached the basket and did not choose to shoot. Instead, he held the ball high and shook it, and then immediately retracted the ball.

Ratliff remembered it in his heart, but Yan Song's actions did not end.

After Yan Song received the ball, Yan Song turned to the right again as if to hook his hand, but Yan Song raised the ball with one hand as if to make a shot.

But he got the ball back and made a final layup to complete the score.

Seeing Yan Song shaking several times, Ratliff's eyes brightened, and before he could ask a question, Yan Song spoke.

"It's a trick where you can go to the rim and shake the defender, knock them out of position and score."

"If the opponent doesn't notice at first, you can score directly at the basket without having to shake so many times."

"In short, this trick is to see the needles in every corner. If you have a chance, you can shoot. If you don't have a chance, you can hit hard or pass the ball."

After Yan Song finished speaking, Ratliff smiled and nodded. He needed to practice this move many times until he was proficient.

Ratliff didn't ask Yan Song to teach him anything else, and Yan Song also gave him space, and he went to the side to continue shooting practice.

Today, Yan Song's shooting rate is still high, but when Yan Song scored 8 goals.

Coach Brown from behind suddenly jumped out, dragged Yan Song away.

"coach?"

Yan Song was puzzled and confused.

But Brown walked quickly, and dragged Yan Song to the rest area beside him.

"Stop practicing, you'll overdo it."

"But…"

Yan Song wanted to fight, but Brown interrupted Yan Song and explained.

"It's okay for others to increase the amount, but it's because they are weak, and it's not a good thing for you to increase the amount, your body..."

Brown only spoke half of the last sentence, and while speaking, he tapped Yan Song's knee with his fingers.

How can Yan Song not understand what the coach means? Coach Brown is afraid that his knee will be overstressed.

Yan Song nodded and said.

"I see."

Yan Song is a little disappointed, but he really needs to pay attention to his body, the body is the most important thing for him to play.

But Yan Song never cared about his body. He played for three years, almost catching up with some people who played for ten years.

Yan Song is too hard-working, and it's not good to fight too much.

Yan Song's knee has already reacted obviously. If he doesn't take good care of it, he may be seriously injured in a collision.

Brown didn't say much to Yan Song, but threw a pair of his custom-made protective gear to Yan Song.

The protective gear includes protective tools such as knees and arms, which Brown spent a lot of time finding someone to customize.

This set of protective gear is also much, much better than ordinary NBA protective gear.

Brown will not be stingy with his players, and these protective gear can also protect Yan Song's joints to a certain extent.

(End of this chapter)