The System of Basketball Becomes a God

Chapter 21 Training Camp

After several hours of flying, the plane finally landed at the airport in Texas. There is a [-]-hour time difference between Texas and China. Of course, you need to get out of the jet lag when you get off the plane.

For the time being, they found a hotel near the Texas airport to make adjustments.

Due to the time difference, Li Qian's face was a little ugly, and he fell asleep as soon as he entered the room.

After a day of adjustment and the jet lag was reversed, the staff took the players to board the car to McKinney.

"Next, we are going to the place where we train. McKinney is a beautiful small town with spectacular waterfalls and rich tourism resources." A woman introduced McKinney to the players in the car.

This group of young people came to the United States for the first time, and they were curious about everything here, such as humanities, geography, and life styles, and needed a little understanding.

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"Hello, is this Coach Qing's office?" Hank was carrying a satchel and pushing a box in his hand. He hurried to the school after getting off the plane, not even jet-lagged.

Qing Muxin sat on a chair and looked at the materials. The days without training were indeed a bit boring, but she had to sit and read some ghost materials every day. When she heard a foreigner calling her, she looked up.

"What can I do for you?" He asked in fluent English.

Hanke quickly let go of the hand holding the suitcase, walked up to Qing Muxin and said excitedly, "I'm from the United States, and I want to find a guy named Li Qian."

When she heard that the foreigner was looking for Li Qian, she, who was acting as if nothing had happened, quickly said, "Why are you looking for him? He went to the United States for training."

"What? He went to the United States? Damn it, I'm here to invite him to join our Georgetown University basketball team." When Hank heard Qing Muxin say that Li Qian had gone to the United States, his whole body was distorted, like a bolt from the blue.

"Huh?" Qing Muxin couldn't believe it and made a confused voice.

"The thing is, well, our school really needs someone like him, but I think he's too skinny to be suitable, but that old guy Jakes just spotted him, and John insisted on me to investigate. Oh, God Nah." Hank chirped and quacked non-stop, just like a resentful wife whose husband cheated on her, chattering endlessly.

When Qing Muxin heard it, it turned out that he was here to scoop up players, and said, "Sorry, I've already said that he has already gone to the United States for training. I'm sorry, I made you run away."

Hank's face became more and more distorted, his eyes were covered with bloodshot eyes, and he was already exhausted, but now that he came, he was in vain.Feeling extremely bad.

"It's too bad, can you give me his address. I still have to go and investigate, who asked them to give me this task, if I can't complete it..." Hank wanted to continue complaining, but was rejected Qing Muxin stopped him, told him the address, and respectfully sent him away.

I haven't stayed in China for a long time, and I immediately booked a flight to Texas tonight, and I can't stop complaining, it's terrible!

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Soon, Li Qian and his team came to the McKinney MVJ training camp. Today's training camp is very lively. Excellent players from all over the world have gathered here for training. Seeing so many world-class university players, Li Qian is excited, like Play tricks with them and learn from each other.

"Are you scared?" Zhang Xuhua bumped Li Qian's shoulder and said.

Li Qian shrugged and said, "I'm excited, and I'm looking forward to playing against them."

Zhang Xuhua smiled slightly, feeling that the person in front of him was a bit arrogant. Yellow-skinned players would be discriminated against by dark-skinned players in basketball, but there was no way to refute it. It was the fact.

But Li Qian didn't think so. He wanted to prove to them that he could compete with black players or white players, and even surpass them.

"Forget it, it's dark and thick, you can't handle it." Zhang Xuhua did not tell lies, which is generally the case, but there are exceptions.

"Try it and you'll know." Li Qian watched many players gather in the middle of the training camp.

"Hey, Asian guys over there, hurry up, it's time for training." A white trainer yelled to put his luggage away, and the yellow-skinned player who appeared in the training camp shouted.

"Hey, buddy, are you from China? Oh, you're so skinny and malnourished." A black player looked at Li Qian who was queuing up next to him, and said in a discriminatory tone.

Li Qian retorted in fluent English: "Listen, this thin frame will beat you on the court."

Hahaha, the black players laughed out loud as soon as this was said, and looked at the five Chinese players standing in a row with disdain.

Li Qian didn't continue to talk to them, but several domestic players said that he was too courageous, and that the black man's arm was enough for him to drink a pot.

"Brother, you're a little arrogant." Zhang Xuhua looked at Li Qian, not understanding where his confidence came from.

"I said, you'll know after you try it." Li Qian didn't listen to what Zhang Xuhua said at all.

The training started soon, and they were all ordinary training, but the American training mode is very scientific. When Yao Ming first entered the NBA, he was skinny and skinny. O'Neill's arm wrestling, on the one hand, can explain the scientific training in the United States, although in the end it put pressure on the knees due to excess weight.

But it made Yao Ming more confrontational. On the other hand, it can be seen that Yao Ming's skills are very good, and his footsteps at the basket are very beautiful.

These basic trainings are nothing to the players, and a day of training soon passed.

Time passed quickly, and three days passed in a blink of an eye. Li Qian and his team had gained a lot. In order to see the training results of the players, the trainer arranged a confrontation match, divided into four groups, and faced each other two by two.

"You know, it's good to have some training. I want to know your training results, so I decided to have a competition tomorrow to see how everyone is progressing." The trainer said in a calm voice with his hands behind his back.

"Hey, boy, here's your chance, let's see how I beat you." The black players still mocked Li Qian, and did not forget to use their hands to look down on all the Chinese players.

"I don't want to say it a third time, thank you." Li Qian replied impatiently, "I hope you don't cry when you go home."

"Haha, guys, did you hear that? He said that I would cry, and he still doesn't know the situation." The black players laughed every time they heard such words, and they didn't pay attention to the Chinese players at all.

Although Zhang Xuhua said that he wanted to compete with Li Qian for the best training player, he was also a little unhappy at the black man's ridicule, while the other three did not dare to speak at all.

"They are too arrogant, I hope you can teach them a good lesson, I mean hope, although I know you can't do it." Zhang Xuhua wanted to teach them a lesson, but he didn't have any confidence, he really didn't know what to do.

(End of this chapter)