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David Stern turned his attention to the information on the table and realized that it was not a withdrawal of advertising contract, but a sports newspaper.

"Ok?"

"Chinese Players Arrive in the NBA".

After seeing the title, David Stern's brain was running out...

The Washington Evening Post?

"Wu Liang? Big East Conference, Georgetown University's starting shooting guard?"

Looking at David Stern, who kept exclaiming, Anna had a smile on her face. Uh-huh, this is the effect she wanted, and said: "This report is talking about the Georgetown University Marvel Team and Syracuse University." A grudge showdown for the Orange.

According to the data, Wu Liang scored 20 points, 2 assists, 5 rebounds and 3 steals.

The performance is outstanding! "

David Stern frowned and said: "Such data cannot be called particularly eye-catching. By the way, what about his previous game data?"

"David, this Chinese player named Wu Liang, has never appeared in a game before. However, this does not prevent him from becoming an excellent player."

"Um...is there any video of this game?"

"Have!"

The two happily lay in front of the TV and started the video recording journey.

"This guy named Wu Liang looks very young. Are you sure he is a college student?"

When David Stern saw this Chinese face, he immediately noticed something was wrong.

"David, I checked his information and he is currently only 17 years old!"

"A 17-year-old college student? Hmm... Not bad. He looks very mature in technique and has a pretty good wingspan. His physical fitness is average, not top-notch... His defense is very good, especially his steals...

Why do I see the shadow of Payton in him? "

"David, your vision is really vicious. He just had a special training session with Payton not long ago."

David Stern nodded slowly.

Diligent and studious, this reminds him of another extremely talented high school student - Kobe Bryant.

"David, I think this is an excellent opportunity to use this young man named Wu Liang to build a bridge with the Chinese market. I believe that in the near future, there will be countless NBA fans there."

David Stern nodded slowly, and then quietly recorded Wu Liang's name in his little notebook.

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Wu Liang, who was "duang~duang~duang~" in the arena, suddenly sneezed.

He felt strange.

This has already been a dozen sneezes.

Someone must be talking about themselves.

"Wu Liang, you lost again!"

Iverson felt excited.

In the team, Wu Liang is the only one who can challenge him.

"I sneezed a lot just now, which affected my performance, otherwise I would definitely blow you up."

Wu Liang put his hands on his hips and completely refused to admit that he was inferior to Iverson.

Well, at least you can't admit it verbally.

"Wu Liang, your shooting actually needs to be improved!"

Iverson said with a smile.

"I just hit you six times, and you didn't even defend me!"

Wu Liang said disapprovingly: "My breakthroughs are just not as good as yours now. You call that guy Aimar over and torture him completely."

"No, no, no, Wu, you misunderstood what I meant. I was talking about shooting, not breakthrough."

Iverson immediately explained: "Wu, have you noticed that most of your points now come from breakthroughs rather than shooting? Even when facing me, with such an obvious height advantage, you still like to use breakthroughs to score." end.

This is unwise. "

Wu Liang also realized this.

When unguarded, Wu Liang's shooting is still very accurate, but he prefers to solve the battle in the way he is good at.

Depending on the match situation, this is sometimes not a good choice.

Even a breakthrough master like Iverson has a stable pull-up jump shot.

Of course, in the 90s, it was an era when those with the inside track would win the world.

Everyone believes that the closer you are to the basket, the more efficient you are in scoring.

Especially in the NCAA, the court is full of talented people who fly into the sky and escape from the earth, and excellent pitchers are very scarce.

However, as a man of two generations, Wu Liang has a different view on this.

Because he has witnessed all kinds of unreasonable three-pointers made by Stephen Curry, the king of the small ball era.

However, in this era, does that kind of three-pointer really work?

There will definitely be some discounts.

But Wu Liang feels that he can improve his ability to shoot at fixed points. Although he cannot hold the ball for three-pointers like Curry, it is still possible to become a top shooter like Reggie Miller and Ray Allen.

Iverson said to Wu Liang: "Wu, I have seen some reports recently that you lack excellent organizational skills. But believe me, for you right now, shooting is far more important than organization."

In fact, the shot Iverson was referring to was a mid-range shot.

Similar to the scoring method of Houston, the mid-range shooting king, or Hamilton.

And Wu Liang directly upgraded the shooting distance!

What he wants to do is become the three-point king!

"Well, it's settled!"

After Wu Liang drank a bottle of nutrient solution, he decided to practice shooting according to his own ideas.

Become a good spot-up shooter first.

"Duang~"

"Duang~"

"Duang~"

Well, the three-point thing actually depends on talent.

If you train hard and become the three-point king, there won't be only one Stephen Curry.

After practicing hard all morning, Wu Liang and Iverson prepared to go to the cafeteria to cook.

At this moment, two girls suddenly walked into the arena.

He looks about twenty years old, very attractive.

But in comparison, the girl standing further back made a deeper impression on Wu Liang.

She has long shawl blond hair, and her green eyes sparkle like gems. She is cute and pure, and looks even more attractive when bathed in the sun.

Wu Liang couldn't help but ask, is this the American "Qingzi"?

The girl in the lead had long black hair. She wondered why her best friend would put the subject on the basketball team. This was not a topic that could get her high scores and would not attract attention.

Iverson also noticed the two of them and asked Wu Liang, "Do you know them?"

Wu Liang shook his head and said, "I don't know him!"

Just when the two were confused, the two girls had already walked over.

The gentle and lovely blond girl introduced herself: "Hello, we are journalism students. My name is Sarah Kustok, and this is my classmate Susan."

"Hello!"

In terms of negotiation, Wu Liang obviously did better.

Iverson just hid behind him stupidly, but Wu Liang had already stepped forward, gave his American friend a polite hug, and then said generously: "Hello, my name is Wu Liang, and this is me. friend, Allen Iverson."