Chapter Twenty-Eight: A Bad Cold (Asking for a Monthly Pass)
Watching his henchman stagger Stoudemire off the pitch limp under the help of Cott Thomas, D'Antoni's heart was completely crumbled. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½ ć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
"It's just pre-season."
D'Antoni's throat trembled. "It's just the first game of preseason."
The atmosphere on the entire Suns bench is a little depressing, and the preseason is a series for them to find form, and it doesn't matter if they win or lose, after all, it has nothing to do with the record. When they came to Korea, they came with a tourist mentality.
But now...... actually lost two generals in a row, one of which is still the core of the inner line.
"Iā" Sani tried to say two words, but finally closed his mouth tightly.
Everyone on the bench was scolding Tiger and saying how bad he was...... Both Suns players were injured because of Zhou Zheng, and they couldn't help but be angry with him.
"This Chinese kid is really bad, he used a stepping step to depose Stoudemire, he is even worse than those guys in the Chinese national team."
"Everybody is talking about Portland being a prison team, and I really hope that our town of Hesheng won't be polluted, and our reporters should give him some advice to stay away from this Chinese kid."
The two commentators in South Korea are also frantically complaining about Zhou Zheng.
At this time, Zhou Zheng's head was very confused. He hadn't hurt anyone since he played, but tonight, two people left the pitch because of themselves. If Eddie House is evil and self-inflicted, then Stoudemire is undoubtedly unjustified.
Although Zhou Zheng didn't feel that he had done anything wrong, he still went over to apologize when Stoudemire left.
Stoudemire grinned, I don't know if it was because he was angry, or if he didn't hear it, anyway, he didn't reply to Zhou Zheng.
"Kid, it's normal to get injured in an accident on the pitch." McMillan patted Zhou Zheng on the shoulder: "You didn't do too much, and you didn't mean to, so you don't need to blame yourself." Play the game well and win the game. ā
Zhou Zheng nodded as if he didn't understand.
Soon, the game resumed.
"Hold on and don't get hurt." D'Antoni said helplessly: "We don't have to get injured for a third time in a pre-season game. ā
D'Antoni's words made the Suns, who were already overshadowed, more cautious, and no one wanted to go to the hospital to report before the season officially began.
When the Suns become cautious, their style of play is somewhat limited, and they are no longer as decisive in terms of layups and shots.
The result of this is... Their scoring efficiency began to decline.
The pioneers on the other side, under the command and operation of Zhou Zheng, were methodical, and the offense was successful one after another, which was very smooth.
"It would be nice if Zach Randolph gave up his individual singles every night like he did tonight." McMillan looked at the situation on the pitch and his heart was full of longing...... That's the way he wants to play. The basketball is sharp and smooth under Zhou Zheng's operation, and other players only need to run in place, and the basketball will arrive in time, concise and efficient.
By the end of the second quarter, the Trail Blazers had tied the score.
At halftime, the players of both sides did not go back to the locker room, but played interactive games with the fans at the scene under the official arrangement of the NBA.
Zhou Zheng did not participate, he sat alone on the bench, although he was the best player in the first half of the Trail Blazers, but at the moment he just wanted to be forgotten by the world.
"Is he blaming himself?"
The Korean commentator said such words when the camera swept to the lonely Zhou Zheng. Then there was a barrage of arbitrary comments about how hateful and bad it was for Zhou Zheng to hurt Stoudemire with his black feet.
Their remarks affected many South Korean fans who watched television.
But they couldn't influence Jessica.
Jessica sat in front of the TV and burst into tears, seeing the senior sitting there lonely like an abandoned puppy, her heart felt as if it was being cut by a thousand cuts.
"The seniors used to be the most active at halftime." Jessica choked back tears: "I'm a sinner. ā
At this moment, Jessica really wants to rush to the Seoul No. 1 Gymnasium, she wants to say loudly, I don't want to chase my own dreams anymore, I just want you to be happy.
But... After all, there is still no step forward.
"Jessica, you've put in so much effort and made such a sacrifice. You must make a successful debut, and you must appear in front of your seniors again with a glamorous image. ā
Zheng Xiuyan clenched her fists and said firmly and firmly to herself in her heart.
The second half of the game started quickly, and the Suns were still playing closely, and even Stephen Nash had already been replaced. Injuries to two players have put D'Antoni off on winning pursuits, and he doesn't want to add another name to the injured list.
After Zhou Zheng played for four or five minutes and extended the score to 10 points, McMillan was substituted, and then the substitutes on both sides began to see-saw.
In the fourth quarter, McMillan asked Zhou Zheng to go up and pull a wave of fast breaks, taking Miles and others to a burst of bombardment.
In the end, the game was won without any suspense.
Before Stoudemire left the game with an injury, it was regular-season level in terms of confrontation and excitement. But after that, the sun paddled quickly.
"Seven points, 15 assists." Zach Randolph took the post-game data sheet and praised Zhou Zheng vigorously, looking even more hilarious than knocking on the drug: "Tiger, if you go on like this, who will dare to compete with you for the best rookie." ā
Zhou Zheng just grinned slightly, he couldn't be happy.
With the end of the game, Zhou Zheng's state also fell again.
He didn't even go to the post-match press conference, and PR head Erix did his thought work, but he refused.
Then, he asked Kim Joo-sung to send himself to S.M's headquarters again.
He sat quietly under the street lamp for about ten minutes.
Then he took a piece of chalk and drew it on the ground.
Kim Joo-sung didn't know what Joo was doing.
Ten minutes later, Zhou Zheng stood up: "Let's go." ā
That night, the Trail Blazers were on a plane back to the United States, and their preseason journey had just begun. McMillan has said to this year's rookie more than once: "Boys, turn on the movement mode of your body, what awaits you is going to be one long flight after another, one away after another." One race in three days, one race in two days, this kind of life has to last for half a year. If the clockwork doesn't tighten, you'll be eliminated from the NBA very quickly. ā
The next day after Zhou Zheng returned to Portland, he had a severe cold.
The consequence of a severe cold is that he can't even enter the training gym, and in the United States, a cold is to be isolated.
And the doctor didn't give him an injection and water, so he gave Zhou Zheng a thermometer and asked him to monitor his body temperature at home every day, and... Drink plenty of warm water.
Others, gone.
This is Zhou Zheng's first cold since he arrived in the United States, and he doesn't know if he brought it back from South Korea.
He lay on the bed groggily, and his suppressed emotions were gradually released in the drowsiness, like a cold virus, being sucked away little by little.
Rowan Garcia would read him the news every day at four o'clock in the afternoon.
In the days that Zhou Zheng was ill, the Portland Trail Blazers suffered a three-game losing streak.
But that's not the biggest news there is about the Trailblazers.
The biggest news is the one that happened in South Korea.
"ESPN gave you another sub-headline today, and they're still saying those bad things."
Rowan Garcia enjoys being a news broadcaster: "They say you've seamlessly transitioned into being a prison team member, and they've said you've adapted to the NBA faster than any other rookie and is at the top of the pack. They also said you should go to Dennis Rodman or Ranbier and learn how to dig people's balls......"
"Didn't anyone say anything over there?" Zhou Zheng is very concerned about this matter: "Are you sure that Stoudemire's injury is okay?" ā
"Yes." Rowan Garcia hurriedly clicked on another page: "The general manager of Phoenix said in front of the media today that they determined that Stoudemire's injury was just an accident, and they also called for not pointing the finger at you, and he also believes that you are the best inheritor to take over the run-and-gun tactics." ā
"Stoudemire's injury is also confirmed, just a sprain. He didn't hurt his ligaments and will be back in action in two weeks. He didn't comment on the matter himself, but Eddie House kept saying that you are a dirty player. ā
However, no one paid any attention to him. He's become a joke, and the dunk you shook him down was not only the top 10 of the day, but the top 10 of the week. A lot of fans online think he deserves it, and he ranks you in the top five in the league for your ball control. ā
Garcia was always relieved when he talked about Eddie House.
At this time, Zhou Zheng's mobile phone rang.
It was Avril calling.
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[Today's update plan looks like this.] With the addition of this chapter, in fact, five chapters have been updated today. But... This is not the end. I owe you six chapters last month, and someone rewarded 1w starting coins yesterday and today. So, I'll add at least eight more chapters. Finally, ask for a monthly pass, ask for a recommended ticket! ć
- (To be continued.) )