Above All Beings in the NBA

Depressed, crazy, this is the current situation of Wang Hao on the bench, there is no way, the emperor is suppressing him.

If you don’t believe me, you can ask Li Shimin, after Xuanwu Gate, there is Li Yuan on his head, he can’t live in the palace, you can ask him if he is happy?

Wang Hao really doesn't want to spend the night in the dragon bed, but, boss, save some face for the little brother in front of the little brother.

Especially now that George, Clay, Curry, and Green have a good chemistry, Wang Hao is not needed for a game, and Wang Hao is a bit suspected of scoring points. Do you think he is in a good mood?

What about an average of 50 points per game?

After a few paddling sessions, Wang Hao's average score really dropped below 50.

"Hey! You guys, come here, I have something to announce!"

"what?"

Curry, Clay, Green, and George walked over with big eyes and small eyes.

"Don't be nervous, it's not a big deal. I think Green has played very well recently. I decided to let him shoot more three-pointers on the court."

"work hard!"

Green's mind hasn't turned around yet, is this a reward?

Clay, who had the fastest brain, then scolded, "Old bastard!"

Wasn't Wang Hao afraid that the few of them were having too much fun, so nothing happened to him?

Now let Green shoot a three-pointer, all fools know that this is sending points to the opponent, and then he, Mr. Wang, will come out to save the chaos, perfect...

"In the future, we won't take him to play anymore, Green, practice the three-point jacket! Otherwise, you can invite the nightclub, you know"

Green looked at his friends who wanted to cry but had no tears.

Among the four of them, although Green is more like the spiritual leader, one thing to say is that Green is the poorest.

The richest are Curry and George, both of whom have received their maximum salaries. If there is no accident this summer, Clay will also renew his contract in advance, and Green is still a child labor contract for the second-round pick.

After a night of fun at nightclubs with such a group of bigwigs, then he...

Chapter 713 A tragedy caused by a three-point thousand dollar

When Green thought of his wallet, a shy expression appeared on his fierce face.

To be reasonable, shyness should also be shyness of the wallet.

Why is he so shy?

"Green, come on, we'll teach you how to shoot a three-pointer"

Curry, George, and Clay made a three-pointer and pulled the prison cart to find Green.

Don't get me wrong, George is here to pick up the ball, and it's Curry and Klay who really guide Green.

"Hey! You make a shot, two steps away from the three-point line, such a good opportunity, why don't you make a shot?"

"Can't you see that there is no defense in front of you, take action?"

At this time, Green was in front of the center line.

"Oh! My God, why is your shooting posture so ugly, didn't your elementary school coach teach you how to shoot?"

Green: "I have been coached by elementary school coaches, but the problem is, I don't have an NBA star as my father? I have never been hugged by Kobe, O'Neal, Kata, or Duncan since I was a child..."

Green complained weakly.

"Shut up! Don't mention our old man"

At this moment, Curry and Klay are surprisingly consistent.

Green was really going crazy, and even one night, overwhelmed, he called Wang Hao and asked the ball to withdraw from the starting lineup.

"Boss, please, save the children, I am still young, I am still a child, I will not pass the ball to them anymore, don't let me play with them, the pressure is too great"

"how?"

Wang Hao asked curiously, to be honest, he who never trains really doesn't know what happened on the training ground.

"Curry and Klay force me to practice three-pointers every day. I really can't do it. Boss, I need to gain weight. I want to play a center!"

Look, what Curry and Clay had to push Green into to make Green say such a shameful sentence.

"Ok!"

"Your problem is indeed a bit tricky, why not do it like this!"

"Why boss. What do you think?"

Green held the phone and said expectantly.

"In this way, in the future, as long as you keep your three-point shooting percentage above 30.00%, the team will reward you with $[-] for every three-pointer you make..."

"Really?"

"Are you doubting the credibility of a capitalist?"

"Capitalists may have no credit, but capitalists will not be without money!"

At four o'clock in the morning the next day, Green dragged Curry, who was still in bed, Clay, who had just walked out of the nightclub, and George, who had not finished fishing at night, to the arena.

"What are you going to do?"

"I want to practice three-pointers. The boss said, I'm close to one three-pointer for $[-]."

"WHAT?"

"Fuck?"

Several people's eyes widened. To be honest, why didn't they get this kind of treatment?

If they also have it, wouldn't the nightclub money be used as public funds for consumption?

"Then come on, we will pass the ball to you more in the future"

Wang Hao quietly called Kupchak the next day. When he learned that Green was working hard on three-pointers, Wang Hao revealed a secret joy.

"Scumbag! How can a cunning fox beat an old hunter?"

Wang Hao's method is very simple, use money offensively, let add a small partner to pass the ball to Green, Green knows all about the three-pointer, and then Wang Hao can sit back and reap the benefits of the fisherman.