NBA: Being criticized for half a year at the beginning

At 10 a.m., Tang Yu appeared at the Rockets' training center. He was very concerned about the players' training every day, after all, he had a BUFF bonus.

If you want to win the championship, you must let the players grow quickly in training, and build an invincible team to win the championship.

Tang Yu has been thinking these days whether McGrady can be rescued, but it seems a bit difficult.

If he can reincarnate a few more times, maybe he will have the skills to recover from injuries, but now it is impossible.

Although McGrady is still very hardworking on the training ground, his injury has become a shackle for this once-dominant star on the court.

Look at the rookies of the team such as Harden and Curry. They are like the rising sun, with vitality and talent all swaying their youth.

"Stephen, come here!" Tang Yu shouted to Curry in the court.

"What's the matter!" Curry trotted to Tang Yu.

Tang Yu signaled the trainer to hand him a basketball.

"Watch it!"

Tang Yu took the ball and began to demonstrate the moves to Curry himself.

Step-up jump shot and step-back jump shot, "You have to master all these moves. You are different from James. Your shooting speed is faster, so your movements must be faster."

Curry watched Tang Yu demonstrate to him carefully. His previous step-back jump shot was almost the same as Harden's.

But after Tang Yu's demonstration, Curry realized that this technique was more suitable for him.

"I understand, boss, you said there was such a technique earlier, and I practiced with James for several months!"

Tang Yu's forehead was black, and he blamed himself!

Tang Yu just found that there seemed to be something wrong with Curry's continuous dribbling. After careful recollection, he found that Curry was a little off!

But it's not too late to correct it now, everything is still in time.

"Go ahead, you still need to practice your low-hand throw after the breakthrough, and whether the shooting distance should be further, forget it, let's talk about it in the offseason!"

Now there is no rush to continue to expand Curry's shooting range. Curry's exclusive three-point training field has a ridiculously high hit rate.

The hit rate of one meter outside the three-point line can reach 89 when there is no defense, and it can reach about 40 when there is defense.

What a terrible data.

After Curry left, Tang Yu called Harden's exclusive trainer over.

"Doug, you should properly grasp James' training progress. The next training will mainly be layup training after hitting the hand and shooting training after hitting the hand."

Doug Christie looked confused. What kind of training is this.

"Boss, what kind of training method is this? I haven't heard of it!"

"Haha, the strongest player should use the most perverted training method. You can talk to Gary again. Stephen is the same!"

Christie is depressed at the moment. If there were players training like this when he was playing, you can imagine how painful he would be.

Tang Yu watched Christie and Gary Payton communicate, and occasionally pointed at him.

Finally, Payton cursed and spread his hands, turned around and raised a middle finger to Tang Yu!

Tang Yu saw from Payton's mouth shape that it was a greeting starting with the letter F.

After noon, all the players went home. They had to prepare for tonight's game with the Cleveland Cavaliers.

In the afternoon, players usually choose to rest and recharge their energy for the big game.

Tang Yu was reading the gossip about NBA players, and when he was talking about it with relish, the phone suddenly rang.

"Hello, who is it? I'm watching the news!"

A pleasant voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Hello, Mr. Tang, I'm the assistant of Mr. Rex Morris. Our boss is holding a charity auction in New York, and he hopes you can attend. There will be many celebrities attending!"

"No, I'm not free!" He hung up the phone with a snap.

Tang Yu was about to start cursing when the phone rang again, "Hey, you're done, aren't you? Are you playing telecom fraud with me?"

"Mr. Tang, our boss sincerely invites you. He said that if you don't attend, I will lose my job, and there will be many bosses from the league attending that day."

Tang Yu was about to say that he came to me because he had no job, but when he saw that there were other bosses attending, he changed his mind.

"Okay, I'll help you because it's not easy for you to find a job. Send me the time and place."

After saying that, he hung up the phone again and took a look at the Rockets' schedule. They are not worthy of playing the Christmas game at all!

The league would not arrange a Christmas game for the Rockets if they played that badly last season.

Soon Tang Yu received a text message, but he was too lazy to read it and threw it directly to Max. He would take care of everything.

"Max, youWhat the hell is Morris doing?"

"I don't know. But boss, why don't you just kill him, so you have one less competitor."

He is really a ruthless man who doesn't talk much. He wipes his neck whenever he is unhappy with someone. Tang Yu feels cold on his neck.

"Max, don't joke. Remember, we must not touch him, otherwise we will both die. Let alone become a god, it's hard to be a ghost."

Although Tang Yu said it lightly, his tone was unquestionable.

Max could only nod, and he immediately understood the reason. He must not allow competitors to kill each other directly.

"Boss, since you can't kill him, you didn't say you can't suppress him in other ways."

Yes, Tang Yu's eyes lit up. It's really a one-man show.

"That makes sense! Organize an economic team immediately. I want Waltz, oh no, the best in Wall Street. As long as this kid does something, we will do it to him! "

Tang Yu's eyes flashed with ferocity, "I will make Morris have nothing but the team!"

"Okay, boss, this is what I am best at."

Max finally found something interesting, otherwise it would be boring for him to follow Tang Yu.

Tang Yu spent the whole day with Swift except for the game, and he could only lift weights when he was free.

And Max now has to serve as Tang Yu's personal assistant, but fortunately he has found two beautiful assistants.

Whatever Tang Yu arranges for him, he will immediately arrange it for his assistant.

......

At this time, Rex Morris was sitting in the office, and a young blonde girl walked in, swaying her graceful figure to the desk.

"Boss, Tang Yu has agreed to attend the auction. "

Morris's appearance seems to be a masterpiece of a sculptor, with a well-defined face, a pair of deep eyes under thick eyebrows, and always with a charming smile.

However, behind his smile is a sharp dagger, and every seemingly unintentional word can accurately hit the opponent's weakness.

His handsomeness is just a thin disguise. The real him is a sinister and cunning hunter.

"Eva, well done, you always do things well."

At this time, the Russian blonde has sat on Morris's lap, and Morris's hands have begun to become dishonest.

"Thank you for the compliment, boss, please be gentle."

"Don't you just like this kind of tune!"