Chapter 10: It's not... this
"No, there's one more thing to do!"
Zhou Zheng muttered and quickly struggled to get up, at this time, his teammates had already gathered over, and Sani on the bench also ran over with the substitutes to celebrate...... As soon as Sani rushed over, he held Zhou Zheng's face with both hands and kissed it several times...... "Man, you did a great job, tonight, you are simply Michael Jordan!" No, you're even more amazing than Jordan!! β
didn't have much strength, but she kissed her head a few times, and she was even more shaky.
At the time, none of the Stanford players felt anything was wrong with Sani's pro-Zhou Zheng's actions. As far as Zhou Zheng's thousand-mile attack is concerned, they all want to kiss Zhou Zheng...... It's all about single-handedly taking the team from the abyss of hell to a paradise full of marshmallows.
"Guys, wait, I've got to do something very important." Zhou Zheng said solemnly. Then, parting the crowd, step by step towards the big center, this guy is wearing No. 34 and should be a fan of Shaq O'Neal.
In the penultimate round before the end of the bout, Zhou Zheng crashed into him and fell to the canvas. At that time, he laughed and sarcastically said that Zhou was a soft egg.
And now, Zhou Zheng came to him with the glory of a victor.
"Am I a softie?" Zhou Zheng raised his head and looked him directly into the eyes, and asked him condescendingly with the attitude of a victor.
Yabrek was silent.
His eyes were dodging.
He was weak in heart, from the moment Zhou Zheng rushed to him like a desperate person, he knew that he had made a wrong judgment before, this guy was not a soft egg at all, he was crazy.
"It's tougher than you think." Zhou Zheng pointed to his crotch, and then poked his index finger on his chest: "There is a saying in China that the brave wins when they meet on a narrow road." When I rushed at you, you backed away, you got out of the way, you were terrified. β
"So, you're the softie!"
"Downright soft-boggling!"
Zhou Zheng vibrated with words and made a loud sound. It's as if the director of discipline is reprimanding a mischievous student.
Yabrek was ashamed, he didn't even have the courage to resist. He only has a strong body and lacks a brave heart.
Seeing Yabrek with his head down like a schoolboy who had made a mistake, Zhou Zheng couldn't help but shake his head, what a soft egg.
Then, he walked towards the two sisters, and he didn't bother to continue to entangle with this guy who had already softened, and he was bored.
Avril was already recognized by the UCLA students behind her.
Because Zhou Zheng completed the deadly fire of the long-distance run, she could no longer hold back the excitement in her heart, and her rock heart completely exploded. She removed the cap from her head and the mask on her face, excitedly stood up in her chair, and then turned away......
"That's my brother! tigerοΌ I said a long time ago that he could dominate the game, and he was the king of LA tonight!! β
"Whether you accept it or not, you have to applaud him!"
"Wow, wow, wow, !!!"
As Avril yelled excitedly, the UCLA students recognized her and recognized the punk girl.
In the minds of college students, Avril Lavril is very popular.
So, they also forgot about being killed after losing the game, and began to shout Avril's name.
When the UCLA students called out their names, Avril realized that she seemed to be too showy.
At this time, Yang Xueli was pulling her hard: "Hey, Lavigne, look, that female coach is actually eating our tiger's tofu, she took the opportunity to kiss tiger, it's so hateful, this old woman!" β
Avril hurriedly turned around, just in time to see the scene of Sani holding Zhou Zheng's head and slamming it.
"You have to keep Tiger away from that old woman, it's so unbelievable, it's just sexual assault."
"I'm not at all worried about letting him stay on the basketball court......"
Before Yang Xueli's broken thoughts were finished, Zhou Zheng dragged his steps over, although he had no strength, he couldn't help but smugly in front of his two sisters: "How is it?" I've solved this game. β
'You've only scored three goals in total, so there's nothing to brag about.
"If it wasn't for the last goal, you'd be useless."
"But, the last one-on-one goal, did you really not have an offside position? When you shoot, you don't have a single opponent in front of you! β
"That wall-to-wall pass was a pretty good job."
Single Blade? Offside? Hitting the wall and catching the ball?
Zhou Zheng was stunned, only to find out that the two sisters didn't know basketball at all, and they knew that Zhou Zheng had scored three goals tonight.
Obviously, in terms of scores, Zhou Zheng really has nothing to brag about.
But what about assists? What about lore? What about the impact on the game?
These are also part of the competition!
The two sisters don't know basketball, but someone does.
There was a senior Lakers scout sitting on the sidelines, who came to check on Jordan Farmar and Josh Childreis. However, later, his eyes were basically all locked on by Zhou Zheng.
He wrote comments after Zhou Zheng's name, and the objects he originally wanted to investigate were only a few words, and Jordan Farmar was even written... It's easy to get hot-headed with such negative comments.
"A player with a big heart, a weak body hides a positive and tough heart, and is not afraid of confrontation, and dares to shoot at critical moments. Extremely bold and leader-like. β
This scout basically gave Zhou Zheng the top rating.
Similarly, Shackle O'Neal, who stayed in the physiotherapy room and watched the whole game, also gave Zhou Zheng a very high evaluation: "The Lakers should choose a point guard like this." Derek Fisher's guy is too steady to be a press spokesman. β
"The Lakers already have a scoring guard with a lot of personality, and they don't need a point guard with more ideas." Carl Malone on the side said angrily, but he had a high evaluation of Zhou Zheng: "If this guy can gain twenty pounds of muscle, I think he will have a bright future." β
"You can trade Kobe Bryant." Shackel O'Neill muttered silently.
Carl Malone next to him didn't hear it.
There was silence in the treatment room.
Karl Malone could have pretended not to hear it, but the physiotherapist had heard it clearly, he had been ordered by the management to keep a close eye on the dynamics and statements of each privileged player.
It is believed that it will not be long before Jerry West's desk will be in the form of a document for the entire process of physical therapy. The sentence about the shark that Kobe Bryant can be traded will definitely be bolded and colored, and you can see it at a glance.
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"Tiger, how does it feel to hit the shot?"
"Do you feel like you're overpowered?"
"Tiger, after tonight, you're a Stanford superstar. I've seen several girls throw notes at you, apparently they want to see your lore ball again in bed!! β
"It seems that our Tiger is about to become the second most famous tiger in the history of Stanford."
"Hey, by the way, Tiger, how does it feel to be kissed by Sani? Did your dick stand up and salute? β
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In the shower room, Stanford's teammates kept teasing Zhou Zheng.
Zhou Zheng quickly finished taking a shower.
"I said guys, I'm not going to watch the Lakers vs. Spurs with you next, my sisters are waiting for me in the parking lot. See you and have a great weekend!! β
Zhou Zheng changed his clothes and went out, and then hurriedly walked to the parking lot.
Halfway through, he spotted Kobe Bryant doing warm-up stretches in the hallway of the passage.
Zhou Zheng didn't plan to talk to him for a few words, so he hurriedly took two quick steps, intending to bypass him.
"You had a problem with your shot, even though you hit the shot. But that doesn't mean you can score every shot. β
Kobe Bryant's cool voice reached Zhou Zheng's ears.
Zhou Zheng stopped, he looked around, and made sure that there was only himself here: "Are you talking about me?" β
"Your shooting hand needs to be corrected immediately, if you want to play professional basketball."
"This kind reminder you can see as my compensation for you soiling your basketball that not every collegiate player gets Kobe Bryant's advice."
Kobe Bryant left these cool words and turned to walk to the other end.
At this time, Zhou Zheng asked again: "Hey, are you waiting for me here?" β
"Not really!"
Kobe Bryant is as cold as ever.
But Zhou Zheng tilted his head and grinned.
It's quite arrogant.
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