Super Evolution of Basketball

Chapter 64 This template?

The moment the whistle sounded, the players of both teams breathed a sigh of relief.

Everyone felt like they hadn't played such a tiring game in a long time.

The Kentucky players walked back to the locker room one after another. The two sides of the player tunnel were already crowded with reporters, and the flashing lights kept on.

"Hey, Booker, tell me about your impressions after the first half." A beautiful female reporter deliberately shook her press card on her chest, winking at Devin Booker frequently.

Booker just glanced at her indifferently: "Kentucky will win, that's all." After speaking, he turned and left gracefully.

The female reporter stomped her feet angrily.

"This kid can really play tricks." Downs muttered resentfully.

Yuan Qingshan followed Downs, not in the mood to listen to his complaints, and was still replaying in his mind as he walked.

The NCAA halftime is only 20 minutes, but after these 20 minutes, it seems to have gone through a long, long time.

Maybe it's because of the characteristics of the Wisconsin team. They seem to be able to add debuffs to the opponent, reduce the opponent's fluency by 50%, or increase the opponent's fatigue value by 50%?

Yuan Qingshan couldn't help but think wildly, the more he thought about it, the more he fell into the second grade.

Going a little further, a short corridor near the dressing room is closed to the public.

But at this moment, there was a man in a baseball cap standing there leaning against the wall.

Coach John went up to greet him, whispered a few words to the man, and then waved to Yuan Qingshan.

Yuan Qingshan ran over and was led to a small corner on the left by the coach.

"Let me introduce you. This is the star of the Dallas Mavericks, Rajon Rondo." Coach John patted Rondo on the shoulder.

The Celtics' No. 9 championship point guard, Rajon Rondo?

Yuan Qingshan took a good look at the face under the brim of the hat. It was indeed him, but he looked a little more vicissitudes than when he was with the Celtics.

"Hello, Senior Rondo!" Yuan Qingshan stretched out his hand enthusiastically.

Rondo gave him a simple high-five, and then cut straight to the point: "You are a point guard, I really can't stand your style of play!"

Yuan Qingshan: "!!!"

He never expected that Rondo's first opening sentence would be this. He has met several NBA stars during this period of time, but none of them are as difficult to speak as he is.

Coach John looked at his watch: "There is not much intermission time, I have to go back to the locker room, Rondo, this little guy is handed over to you, but you have to pay attention to your words. Ten years have passed, and the tolerance of the new generation of young players is not the same as yours back then."

Yuan Qingshan looked at the coach with doubts. During the halftime break of the semi-finals, shouldn't he go to the locker room to listen carefully to the tactics in the second half, or the coach's chicken soup is fine.

What's the situation now, the coach asked Rondo to give him a little trouble?

Without much explanation, the coach patted him on the shoulder again, then turned and left.

"Are you going to participate in the draft?" Rondo asked directly.

Yuan Qingshan was a little anxious. After all, it was hard to say who would win the game today. Wisconsin was the first suspenseful opponent he met this year.

So he replied vaguely: "Yes, senior."

Rondo nodded: "But your current state is not good. My style of play was similar to yours back then, but I was selected by Phoenix at the 21st place. Do you know why?"

Of course Yuan Qingshan doesn't know. Although Rondo is only 185cm, but his physical talent is indeed exploding. Why was he selected at the end of the first round?
Yuan Qingshan shook his head.

"Because the Celtics needed a point guard back then, the Suns traded me to Boston immediately after they drafted me, and there was no point guard in front of me at all. So if the Celtics didn't need it, I might even fall out of the first round."

Yuan Qingshan was a little surprised that the 4-time All-Star player and the champion point guard who could compete with the Celtics' Big Three almost fell into the second round that year.

"So I want to remind you that there are still two games at most. From now on you have to change your style of play and be more aggressive. This will help the team win the championship and also help you attract the eyes of scouts."

It seemed that the senior had good intentions, Yuan Qingshan hurriedly said: "Thank you, senior, what do you think I should do?"

Rondo's body rushed forward, propped up the wall with one hand and covered Yuan Qingshan in it: "How to do it? Attack, attack hard, every scout likes a good offensive guy who likes to show off."

Yuan Qingshan did not speak, which not only did not match his plan, but also did not match his objective reality.

"My idol back then was Jason Kidd, and I have always played in his style. Now that I think about it, if I was fascinated by Steve Nash at the time, maybe the road to the NBA would be completely different."

Rondo shook his head and continued: "You are following my old path. You are the leader of the team and should be a good finisher. Listen, if you continue to develop like this, you will be a short blue-collar at most. This kind of person has no future in the NBA. Do you want to be abandoned after finishing your rookie contract?"

Yuan Qingshan looked at Lang Duoqing's sincere expression, and didn't know what to say. If there was no evolution system, maybe he should really think about his style of play, but with the super evolution system, there are infinite possibilities.

He now positions himself as a "defensive engineer" only because he is equipped with a big card. If the Curry card was drawn that day, then these two games will be different.

However, it was impossible for Yuan Qingshan to tell Rondo his secret, so he could only nod his head in gratitude.

"Trust me, go kill the game, be a sharp knife, don't be a spectator! I'm waiting to see your performance! You give me some strength, the University of Kentucky is not only able to train big stars! Think about Wall and Bledsoe!"

After finishing speaking, Rondo lowered the brim of his hat, glared at Yuan Qingshan, and left.

Yuan Qingshan returned to the locker room thoughtfully.

After the coach arranged the tactics, the players discussed in twos and threes.

"What did he tell you?" Coach John pulled Yuan Qingshan aside and asked.

He was also very curious about what that former disciple had to say, so he had to make an exception and call Yuan Qingshan away.

Yuan Qingshan recounted the conversation between himself and Rondo to the coach.

Coach John sighed: "Rondo is already a very good kid, but he has always been worried about his offense. I heard some conflicts between him and Ray Allen, and I called him specifically for this. Unfortunately, it didn't help. The kid has always had a thorn in his heart. Leaving the Celtics has hit him hard. It seems that I have to talk to him after the game."

A few months ago, the Celtics sent the last champion, Rajon Rondo, to the Mavericks. The Mavericks formed a so-called all-star luxury lineup: Rondo, Ellis, Parsons, Nowitzki and Tyson Chandler.

The lineup seems luxurious, but in fact, after Kidd won the championship here in 2011, the Dallas Mavericks disintegrated overnight and have already stepped down from the altar. Now this lineup, except Nowitzki, is not a single-function player, but a flower gun and a lone wolf.

Take Chandler Parsons, for example, the team's highest annual salary. There are not many players in the league who surpass him, but what's the point? Playing a game is not about choosing a male model.

Yuan Qingshan guessed that this may be the reason for Rondo's depression. A point guard like him must be unwilling to be in such a team, and maybe there will be a disturbance in the locker room in the near future.

Yuan Qingshan found a chair and sat down, and said to himself: Senior Rondo, you have told me so much, but you don’t know that my current template should be you!

(End of this chapter)