Reborn in the 96 golden generation

Chapter 269

Seeing that the team members had stopped, Harris cleared his throat and said in a slow tone:

"I originally planned to win an away game, but the objective situation does not allow it. The Chicago Bulls in the Eastern Division have already led the Miami Heat 3:0 and are only one step away from advancing to the finals. The tough battle will inevitably lead to insufficient rest time, which will directly affect the performance of the finals. Therefore, I hope that we can go all out, win two more games in a row, and send the Jazz home to fish with a big score of 4:1!"

As soon as Harris' words came out, all the team members sighed, including Zhou Yu, who also thought that his words were a bit big. The two games he won were both narrow victories. There was a lot of luck. The Jazz are not made of mud. Can be easily caught.

"Why are you still standing there stupidly? Hurry up and hurry up to train. Did you give me a meal of beef noodles for nothing last night?"

Harris ordered coldly.

All the team members moved after hearing the news and went straight to the training ground.

First, there is a round of regular warm-up exercises such as leg presses, leapfrogs, and running in circles, followed by a fierce competition.

It didn't come to an end until everyone was panting and sweating.

Zhou Yu felt that although the enthusiasm of his teammates was high, there was still not much breakthrough in terms of skills and tactics, and they went on their own after hitting the ball, or just played a simple pick-and-roll, and then shot the ball.

"Wang, do you think the Lakers will win Game [-]?"

Harris sat next to Zhou Yu and asked seriously.

"There is little hope of winning. The Jazz will definitely fight to the death in Game [-], and the Lakers have already stolen a victory from the away game. Their mentality will definitely relax, and their pride and complacency will also rise."

Zhou Yu bluntly spoke while wiping his sweat with a towel.

"That's what I thought too. Looking at their snarky looks, they all seem to be Jordans, and they don't even bother to cooperate."

Harris snorted coldly, deeply empathizing.

"Coach, since you know that you have a higher chance of losing in the fourth game, why are you bragging in public?"

Zhou Yu was a little puzzled.

"To tell you the truth, I was also forced to be helpless. After the boss learned that the Lakers won the third game, he became more determined to win the championship. If I didn't say that, I'm afraid the handsome position will not be guaranteed."

Harris sighed.

"If you don't keep your word, wouldn't you lose your position faster?"

Zhou Yu smiled wryly.

"Wang, don't I still have you? You can always turn the tide at critical moments in these few games, which makes me very relieved."

Harris patted Zhou Yu on the shoulder and said expectantly.

"Coach, don't always count on me. I was at the end of my strength in the first few games, and I was at the end of my skills. If it wasn't for my luck, it would have been over."

Zhou Yu hurriedly said in fear.

"Wang, don't be humble. I have long since discovered that your skills are the best of all schools, and you won't be easily stumped by the Jazz."

Harris laughed.

Zhou Yu gasped. Harris really had a keen eye, but although his skills varied a lot, he was not perfect in all of them.

"Coach, I guess I may be too cute and blooming, which is why you have hallucinations. In the next game, the Jazz will be more strict with me. I guess by then, you will Too late to regret it.”

Zhou Yu said with a bitter face.

"Wang, as the captain of the team, can't you handle this little difficulty? Anyway, I don't care. I just want to win the next game. The process is not important. If I lose, I will settle the score with you."

Harris turned into a "hands-off shopkeeper", let go of his harsh words and then left in a cool way, leaving Zhou Yu's hair disheveled in the wind.

Tens of thousands of grass-mud horses stepped on Zhou Yu's heart. It was obvious that Harris had already relied on him and tied the honor and disgrace of the whole team to him.

"Did any of you stay here for extra practice at night?! My treat!"

Agitated, Zhou Yu immediately stood up and yelled at his teammates.

Despite the temptation of delicious food, the response was mediocre. None of his teammates wanted to work overtime with him, so they all packed their bags and prepared to leave.

"Is Wang out of his mind? Even the coach has left. Who would be stupid enough to stay here for training?"

"He has always been out of his mind. He likes to show off and be special. If he wants to practice more, let him stay here alone. We won't suffer with him."

"..."

The teammates sneered and commented.

Zhou Yu finally understood that the reason why the Lakers win is entirely due to their talent, and basically has nothing to do with acquired hard work.

"Wang, I originally planned to stay here with you, but Xiaoya wants to 'talk on the phone' with me at night, so I dare not refuse."

O'Neal walked up to Zhou Yu and said helplessly.

"Brother Shark, it's not easy for you to find a partner, I can understand."

Zhou Yu nodded sympathetically, then looked at Kobe, a little dissatisfied:

"Kobe, you always like to practice more and you are not afraid of guilt. Why is there no movement this time?"

"Wang, I can't catch up to your level no matter how hard I practice, why don't I take a good rest and adjust."

Kobe spoke eloquently.

Zhou Yu was so angry that he almost vomited blood, thinking, Is this still Kobe? It's so disappointing. Where is the spirit of the "Black Mamba"? !

"Wang, don't listen to his nonsense. Their family, Qin Xue, happened to be resting these two days and said that she came here specially to see him. Therefore, he didn't go back to the hotel to rest at all, but to do another kind of exercise."

O'Neill lowered his voice and pierced.

"Brother Shark, how do you know?"

Zhou Yu gritted his teeth, a little puzzled.

"I eavesdropped on it in the bathroom, and I can only imagine his joyful manner when he was on the phone."

O'Neill snorted.

"O'Neill, you are really good enough, it would be a pity not to serve in the CIA."

Zhou Yu didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

As everyone dispersed, the huge training hall became extremely empty and silent.

Zhou Yu began to vent his anger by playing the ball, and his technical moves were extremely exaggerated, wishing he could smash the basket and make a big hole in the backboard.

"Big Zhi, isn't it lonely to train here alone?"

Not long after, a delicate female voice floated slowly, which lifted Zhou Yu's spirit.

Following the sound, Wang Hui, who was dressed in pink sportswear, walked towards him slowly with a smile like a flower, like a fairy in shock.

"Why are you here? Isn't the company busy?"

Zhou Yu put down the basketball, and was pleasantly surprised.

"I missed you, so I came over to take a look. There is Xiaoya taking care of the company, so don't worry."

Wang Hui frowned.

Zhou Yu couldn't help complaining for O'Neill when he heard the words. It was also the pain of lovesickness. Kobe and him could see each other in person, while O'Neill could only "talk on the phone".

The so-called long absence is better than a newly married, Zhou Yu hugged Wang Hui, and then kissed her face forcefully.

(End of this chapter)