Superstar Tyreke

Chapter 3 The world's top basketball skills

"Tyreke Evans?" The driver, a fat white man, asked suspiciously when he saw Pan Li get into the car.

"Uh, yes, uh, it's me." Pan Li stammered for a while.

"Ah, is it really you?! I'm Caris Smith, a 30-year veteran fan of the Kings! Oh, I'm so lucky to have met you!" The uncle driver looked excited, his fat body The seat twisted excitedly, and the car shook accordingly.

"Hehe, uh, thank you, thank you for your support." Pan Li said perfunctorily.

"Our team's record this season is slightly better than last year, but it's still only second to last in the West." After a moment of excitement, the driver fell into emotion.

"Fortunately, we have gained you this season. After Oscar Robertson, Michael Jordan, and LeBron James, you are another rookie season who averaged 20+5+5 per game!" The uncle driver's slightly bleak eyes once again showed joy Looking at Pan Li with a serious expression, Pan Li was a little embarrassed to be stared at by the uncle driver.

"Hey, what are you doing in the arena today? Our games for this season are already over? Are you going to train?" the uncle driver asked.

"Well, let's go see what the arena looks like. Oh no, go to training, go to training." Pan Li said incoherently.

Hearing what Pan Li said, the uncle driver became even more excited, "You just won the best rookie, and now you have to go to training, really high standards and strict requirements, it seems that the team has hope!"

"Uh, uncle, you can drive now!"

"Oh, I'm so excited, let's go." The driver uncle kicked the accelerator and drove towards the home of the Sacramento Kings, the Sleep Train Arena.

Arriving at the destination soon, the uncle driver couldn't wait to pull out a marker pen from the car, and handed it to Pan Li tremblingly, "Well, can you sign it for me?"

"Signature? Oh my god, the fans asked me for an autograph. What should I do? What if the handwriting is different!" Pan Li was anxious for a while, but seeing the eager eyes of the driver, Pan Li still took the pen.

"Sign here, sign here!" The uncle driver straightened his white T-shirt, and Pan Li quickly signed a few words, Tyreke Evans.

"How could this be? It's not just the language, but fluent English as I write it casually, as if I was born to write English." Pan Li looked at his signature and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

Pan Li returned the pen to the uncle driver, took out a handful of pockets, his expression became embarrassed, he went out without money!

"Uh, uncle, I forgot to take the money when I went out, why don't you wait here for me, I..."

"Forget it, forget it. It's understandable to forget to bring money when you focus on training. If you sign for me, what money do you need to pay? Go to training!"

"Um, thank you uncle."

Seeing the back of Pan Li walking, the uncle driver stuck his head out of the car window and shouted loudly: "Come on! Tyreke! Come on! King Sacramento!"

Hearing the uncle's voice, Pan Li couldn't help but tremble all over. He actually felt a surge of enthusiasm. He turned around and punched the driver uncle twice on his chest. After watching the driver drive away, Pan Li stepped into the sleep train arena.

Walking into the arena and standing in front of the gate of the arena, Pan Li looked confused. He wanted to find a training hall, but he didn't know this place at all.There was no one in the arena, maybe it was too early, maybe there were no activities today, only sporadic staff.Penley was wearing a hoodie with his hat pulled up, and no one was paying attention to him.

After hesitating for a while, Pan Li still decided to have the cheek to ask.He flipped off his hat, and just as he took a step, someone behind him patted him, "Hey! Isn't this Tyreke!"

As soon as Pan Li turned his head, Pan Li, who has been a basketball fan for many years, recognized this person at a glance. Omi Casspi, who is also a rookie in the 09 class like Tyreke Evans!
"What are you doing in a daze, why did the best rookie come to the arena today?"

It was the first time for Pan Li to see an NBA player with his own eyes. He was a little excited, and it took him a while to realize that he is also an NBA player now. Oh no, I'm here for training."

"Hey, you just received the best rookie award yesterday, come to training early this morning, you are indeed the top card of our team!"

"All right, all right, stop complimenting me, are you also here for training?" Pan Li asked.

"Yeah, others are still playing in the playoffs, and we have entered the offseason early. I am planning to return to Israel in a while, so I am going to spend the first few days in the training hall at home. Why do you come to the stadium for training? I remember you said before that you have found a training gym, where are you training this offseason?"

"Um, is that so? Maybe I can't remember clearly, let's practice here today." Pan Li showed embarrassment on his face, waved his hands and walked forward.

"Hey, the training hall is over there!"

"Oh, please, please first." Pan Li smiled awkwardly, and followed behind Casspi.

Walking into the training hall, Pan Li looked around and felt refreshed like never before.Although he didn't play very well in the past, he still loves playing very much.Whether it's a community basketball court, a school basketball court, or a basketball gym open to the public in the urban area, it's completely incomparable with the training hall I'm in.This field, this basketball hoop, and this lighting facility, it's great to play in this kind of place!
Pan Li stretched casually on the sidelines, grabbed a ball and walked onto the court.

The moment he got the ball, Pan Li felt a sense of familiarity from the bottom of his heart, as if he was born with an extremely strong sensitivity to basketball.He took a few dribbles, and Panley was mesmerized by the skillful dribbling that came from muscle memory.As Penley dribbled faster, he did whatever he wanted.Cross-step, continuous change of direction, backhand dribble, butterfly piercing, the last elegant European step layup, hit!

After landing, Pan Li looked at his palm in disbelief. All these basketball skills seemed to be imprinted in his body instinctively. Pan Li suddenly understood that besides his own memory and thoughts, other Everything is exactly the same as Tyreke Evans!So he can speak English instinctively, write English instinctively, and play ball instinctively!

Pan Li picked up the ball from the ground, retreated beyond the three-point line, stared at the basket with both eyes, suddenly started his steps, went straight to the basket, jumped up, and made a tomahawk dunk!
pretty!Hanging the basket with one arm, Pan Li shouted excitedly, these actions that can only be done in dreams, now he can easily do them!

At this time, Casspi also changed his clothes and came to the training ground. He looked at Pan Li who was hanging on the basket with a shocked expression, and thought to himself, does this kid need to be so excited to dunk? !Pan Li also saw Casspi, he let go and yelled excitedly at Casspi: "Let's play one-on-one!"

(End of this chapter)