ace marshal

Chapter 94 Real NBA Players
"Otherwise, you go to the clubhouse with me today, don't run around and attend those meaningless interviews, it will only waste your time~!! I will take you to meet our supervisor, he is in Los Angeles The sports circle has a lot of contacts, let's see if he can help you~~"

Just when Lan Shengli didn't know how to succeed in the interview and had no direction, Dawei's suggestion gave Lan Shengli some hope.

However, Lan Shengli didn't have too much hope. After all, he didn't have any relevant experience, basketball coaching was not an ordinary job, and the supervisor would not arrange work for Lan Shengli just because of Dawei's face.

In American society, in most cases, we still speak with ability.

It's just that Lan Shengli didn't have the chance to display his abilities.

While speaking, Lan Shengli followed Dawei to the fitness club.

Although he didn't see the supervisor, Lan Shengli heard that Dawei was going to receive a special "guest".

Los Angeles Clippers small forward Corey Maggette.

"That guy should be preparing for the competition, how could he come here so leisurely~!?"

Lan Shengli continued to ask.

"He is now~~"

"Ah~!!, I remembered, I remembered~!! At Christmas, Maggette has been sidelined because of an ankle injury. At that time, it was expected to be out for one to two weeks. Now it should be almost time, and The key to getting him here is that the Clippers are currently going through the longest seven-game road trip of the season. The team is playing games outside, so Maggette has the time and personal space to come here. Healing has resumed~!"

Just as Dawei was about to explain, Lan Shengli clapped his fists and sighed.

This analysis also made Dawei a little stunned.

"You kid hasn't bought lottery tickets lately~!"

Dawei didn't marvel at Lan Shengli's analytical ability, but questioned it.

"How can there be, it's just one paying attention~~"

Lan Shengli replied innocently.

"I think you are suitable to be a detective, not a coach~~"

Dawei sighed and got ready, pushed the door and left.

"NBA player~~, I really haven't seen it in real life, who knows when the director will come, just look~~"

Lan Shengli thought, and followed in Dawei's footsteps.

"What are you doing~!?"

Dawei quickly found his "follower", turned his head to look at Lan Shengli and asked.

"Didn't I tell you to wait for my news in the office~!?"

Dawei continued to ask.

"It's rare to have such an opportunity. I also want to get close to NBA players and see what their usual training is like~~, and also see what your job is~!!"

Lan Shengli explained.

"I've convinced you, don't talk nonsense, don't touch nonsense, just watch it there~~"

Dawei said, turned his head and continued to walk forward.

Seeing that Dawei had agreed, Lan Shengli smiled happily like a child and followed behind.

After going round and round for several passages, I finally arrived~~
“Athlete Rehabilitation Center~~”

Lan Shengli read the house number.

Dawei pushed open the door, and what Lan Shengli saw was almost another gym. The fitness equipment on the sixth floor contained almost everything that one could expect, but the number was less, but the variety was indeed very complete.

In addition to fitness equipment, there are many cushions, big rubber balls, rubber ropes, etc. that seem to have nothing to do with fitness~~
On a bench not far away, Corey Maggette, wearing a Clippers training shirt and casual slippers, is listening to music and swaying to the music.

"Hey bro~~ How are you~!?"

Dawei took the initiative to go forward and greeted Maggette.

"It's okay, bro~~"

Maggette stood up and said, the two greeted each other with the "American handshake".

"Oh my god, is Maggette so strong~!?, I thought Dawei was tall enough and strong enough, but I didn't expect Maggette to be stronger than Dawei by more than two laps, and even so much taller than Dawei, ah, really NBA players~!!!"

Lan Shengli stood aside, seeing the two standing together, sighed.

Indeed, compared with Dawei, Maggette looks stronger, and is taller in his early two meters, and his brown complexion makes the muscles on his arms appear more tense, and his slender legs prove that Maggette Dee is also a very good jumper. Compared with Dawei, Maggette is more like a fitness coach.

But after all, Maggette is an NBA player, not to mention a famous "muscular man" in the NBA, so Dawei seems "lonely", otherwise, Dawei would not be compared.

"Who is that person~!? The newly hired assistant~!?"

Seeing Lan Shengli behind him, Maggette asked.

"Ah~, that's right, leave him alone~~"

Dawei said briefly.

After finishing speaking, the two first entered the consultation room, which was inaccessible to ordinary people, so Lan Shengli could only wait outside.

"How about it, did you go to the hospital to take a film~!?"

Entering the consultation room, Maggette sat on the bed and took off his socks, revealing his injured left ankle. Dawei asked immediately like a doctor.

"Not yet, the last time was taken before the team went to the away game, and I plan to take another one after they come back in a few days~~"

Maggette replied.

"It should be fine~~"

Maggette flexed his ankle, touched it, and continued.

"Without the film, I can still only do upper body strength training today. I can't do anything about it. Brother, I want to save it~~"

Dawei took out a folder from the cabinet, wrote something, and said.

"You also know that your team doctor often comes here to check the player's injury recovery records. If I give you full-body strength recovery training during this time, I'm afraid I will be fired~~"

Dawei explained.

"Hey~~, those team doctors like to make a big fuss to show their status in the team, I really can't understand~~"

Maggette grumbled.

"I can't help it. Professional players still focus on health. Take your time. Fortunately, your injury is not serious. I guess you will be able to make a formal comeback when the team returns to Los Angeles~~"

Dawei said, holding something that looked like a razor in his hand.

"We still need massage therapy today~!?"

When Maggette saw the things in Dawei's hands, he seemed a little frightened.

"That's right, this course of treatment can't be interrupted. Now it's the best way to stimulate the blood circulation under the skin with the electric current of the massager to get rid of the congestion. You have to try to ensure that there is no more congestion before you take an X-ray of the ankle. Otherwise, you may not be able to go back to the home court~~”

As Dawei said, he applied ointment to Maggette's ankle, and turned on the massager with his other hand, ready to start the treatment.

(End of this chapter)