professional shooting guard

Chapter 43 Trash Talk

There are nearly 300 schools in the United States participating in the NCAA basketball tournament. Each school has 13 official lists and about 4000 basketball players.

In the end, the maximum number of people who dare to sign up for the draft in June every year is two to 6 people.

But how many people can finally be selected for the NBA?
Two rounds of the draft, that is, 60 people can be selected, including professional players from other countries.

One can imagine how fierce the competition is.

No matter how brave and strong Zhang Zifeng is, he is still only 19 years old, and he will still be worried and afraid.

Can I play in the NBA with my own strength?Will I be chosen?

These worries and fears, Zhang Zifeng can't tell his relatives and friends, let alone tell Chen Wei, he doesn't want people around him to worry about him.

Bearing these sufferings alone, Zhang Zifeng was also under a lot of pressure.

Burying all the worries and fears in his heart, Zhang Zifeng redoubled his training every day, hoping to improve his strength more.

But staying in the training hall for a long time makes Zhang Zifeng feel boring from time to time.

Negative emotions such as boring, boring, fear, and fear accumulated in Zhang Zifeng's heart bit by bit.

Although Zhang Zifeng is still smiling every day, the unknown fire in his heart is getting stronger and stronger.

After the harsh treatment of the fans in the previous games, coupled with Grant's provocation today, Zhang Zifeng's anger finally broke out.

After a successful jumper in front of Grant, Zhang Zifeng yelled at the Syracuse coach from the bottom of his heart.

It was as if he wanted to vent his anger all the time.

Not to mention, after shouting, Zhang Zifeng felt much more comfortable.

Zhang Zifeng found that he seemed to like the feeling of spouting trash at his opponent.

Seeing the opponent's face flushed angrily by his words was really comforting.

It's as refreshing as drinking a bottle of cold water in a dog day!

Zhang Zifeng thinks trash talking is also good, it can not only relieve his emotions, but also harass his opponents.

Why not do it!
He was humiliated just now, how could Grant let it go.

Grant yelled at Ennis in the frontcourt, "Taylor, give me the ball. I'm going to teach this bastard a lesson!"

Ennis heard the rush to pass the ball to Grant.

As soon as Grant saw the ball, Zhang Zifeng stood one meter away in front of him.

Before the game, Zhang Zifeng got a report on Grant from the assistant coach.

Grant has the top shot-blocking ability, but is also the worst outside shooter in the NCAA.

Zhang Zifeng was nearly a meter away, spreading his hands to prevent Grant from breaking through.

When Grant saw Zhang Zifeng acting like you were throwing casually, I wouldn't guard against you.

Grant held the ball and hesitated.

Seeing that Grant was hesitating, Zhang Zifeng immediately chattered and spouted trash talk at him.

"You vote, I let you vote, you vote!"

"Hey idiot, can you make it? You can't make it, don't waste your time."

"You vote if you have the ability, I will not guard against you!"

……

Grant was holding the ball, and his ears had been suffering from Zhang Zifeng's endless trash talking, and he was very irritable.

Asshole, the report didn't say that this Chinese is a trash talker.

Suffering endless trash talking from Zhang Zifeng, Grant was very upset.

Gritting his teeth, he threw the basketball in his hand like a burden with a weird posture.

The basket wobbled and, as no surprise, cracked.

Plumlee carried Coleman to grab the rebound and pass it to Cook to dribble forward.

Zhang Zifeng received the ball in the frontcourt. Grant's defense was tighter this time, and he tried several times but failed to break through.

Zhang Zifeng passed the ball back to Cook, slipped to the baseline and started running.

While running, Zhang Zifeng did not forget to sarcastically say, "Are you staring at me? Poor ass!"

"Come on, you can almost keep up with me!"

"For a while, yes, just for a while, I can get rid of you."

……

Grant is going crazy, the damn Chinese, it's so annoying.

Grant followed behind and couldn't help shouting, "Shut up!"

How could Zhang Zifeng listen to Grant when he was talking about being cool?

As long as I'm comfortable, it's fine. As for your displeasure, do my shit.

Zhang Zifeng jumped out to the left, then made a V-shaped turn around Jefferson and ran back.

When running, Zhang Zifeng deliberately slowed down a little.

As soon as Grant caught up, Zhang Zifeng turned around and ran away from the three cents.

Grant refused to give up, and forcibly reversed his focus to chase Zhang Zifeng.

As soon as he ran beyond the three-point line, Zhang Zifeng shouted loudly, "Pass the ball, pass the ball quickly, no one is guarding me. I was left open, hurry up!"

After receiving the pass, Zhang Zifeng immediately turned around and jumped up.

At this time, Grant had followed and tried to interfere with Zhang Zifeng, and there was a physical confrontation between the two.

However, Zhang Zifeng was unmoved at all.

The hand feeling cultivated by [-] three-point shooting training every day, plus this is Duke's home court, the place I am most familiar with.

Zhang Zifeng is full of confidence here.

Raise your hand and vote!
The ball swished and went in!

After scoring the goal, Zhang Zifeng excitedly continued to shout to Jim Boheim, "Who is guarding me! Is anyone guarding me? Let's try another person, otherwise I will score 50 points today."

The Blue Devils fans saw Zhang Zifeng teaching Grant a lesson and shouted.

"See, idiot, you can't guard against Jack at all!"

"Fart! He has no defense against Jack at all!"

"Grant, thank you, don't defend!"

Gradually, the Blue Devils fans shouted in unison, "Grant, thank you. Don't defend!"

Hear the voice full of sarcasm.

Grant was furious and stared at Zhang Zifeng.

Bastard, bloody bastard!

The ball was passed to Grant, facing Zhang Zifeng.

Grant made a few fake moves to try to break through, but they were all resolved by Zhang Zifeng.

"With your trash breakthrough, how could it be successful!"

"Shoot, I won't guard against you!"

"Score points by shooting, I guarantee you can get 20 points!"

……

Grant's attitude to single out Zhang Zifeng was very firm, but it was very difficult.

Seeing that there was no chance, Grant made a sudden effort.

He accelerated, trying to forcefully cut in from Zhang Zifeng's side.

Zhang Zifeng reacted quickly and put pressure on Grant personally.

Grant was unable to cut inside and was forced to the baseline.

Jefferson came up to double-team, and Grant couldn't advance or retreat.

"Everyone says you can't succeed, why do you have to embarrass yourself!"

"You play like a bitch, you're too soft!"

……

On the field, Grant, who was irritated by Zhang Zifeng's trash talk, jumped up and forced a shot, hitting the iron.

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