Chapter Ninety-Eight: Are You Imitating My Shot?

Zhou Zheng seemed to catch a beam of light in the darkness, although it flashed away, but... Give him a direction so that he doesn't continue to stumble in confusion. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

He stared so tightly at Iverson's feet that he almost crouched on the ground.

At the same time, his own calves were shaking slightly, and he was simulating Iverson's exertion.

When McMillan saw his concentration, he stopped talking, and he admired Zhou Zheng's learning attitude.

In the past two months with Zhou Zheng, he can clearly feel Zhou Zheng's progress every day, although the outside world always complains that his shooting rate is less than 30%, but McMillan knows that Zhou Zheng's shooting has been improving, and the physical confrontation is slowly increasing.

When you're focused on something, time always flies.

The second quarter was played quickly, and Zhou Zheng had been sitting on the bench focusing on Iverson's footwork, and he did not pay attention to the statistics of the game.

McMillan never interrupted his thoughts, and although there were pauses and substitutions in the middle, he didn't pronounce Zhou Zheng's name.

He doesn't care about the results anymore, and now his only focus is to make Zhou Zheng grow up quickly.

Since Zhou Zheng did not play, the game became a collision between one set of loose sand and another set of loose sand. Because there were two super strong stones in the other loose sand, the 76ers not only pulled back the score, but also extended the difference to 9 points.

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This is the answer sheet handed in by both teams at halftime.

Alan Iverson scored 34 points in two quarters, and with his hot hand tonight, everyone knows that he is running for 50 or even 60 points.

For such a game of rookie pecking each other, the comments of the midfielders are a difficult thing for the commentators, they have no way to analyze from a technical and tactical point of view, if the first quarter is still a little lost tactical coordination when the week is on the floor, then the second quarter is purely a disorganized sanda game.

"Is Little Tiger's physical strength problem so serious?" The serious Earl Johnson could only discuss Zhou Zheng's physical strength: "Does he have to rest for a game now?"

"Ahem," Charles Barkley said with a wicked smile, "If you watch the entertainment news, you can understand why the little tiger is so weak tonight." ā€

"What?" Earl Johnson is not an entertainment fan.

The kid set off fireworks in Los Angeles on Christmas Day, and then he was taken to the police station, and then he hurried away with Megan Fox surrounded by reporters. Kenny Smith pouted, "Everyone knows what they're going to do next." Maybe five times, maybe ten times, who knows? Young people are always unrestrained in this regard. ā€

"Oh, that's bad news, young players better not make so much gossip, having too close to Hollywood Vanity Fair would erode their aggressiveness. Earl Johnson lamented: "The NBA has to strengthen the management of young players, who are millionaires and multi-millionaires at the age of 19 or 20, and it is very difficult for them to break away from that kind of drunken life." And, this is exactly when they are most expressive, and lace news will ruin them. ā€

Earl Johnson cares about young players from the bottom of his heart, and he's different from those who have fallen into the trap. If he told Zhou Zheng what he said, Zhou Zheng would definitely listen patiently and thank him for his advice.

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The Trail Blazers' locker room was quiet and peaceful, and even Ruben Patterson and Telfer, who were usually pouting, chatted quietly in the corner, and they got the opportunity to play in the second quarter, and they played their own games.

They enjoyed the time without Zhou Zheng's participation, which gave them a sense of untied pleasure.

"Coach, in the third quarter I want to go out and hone my shots. Zhou Zheng took the initiative to speak: "I seem to have caught some inspiration. ā€

"Okay, no problem. McMillan agreed.

Telfer and Ruben Patterson immediately felt a strong crisis, they originally thought that Zhou Zheng would not play again tonight, but they didn't expect... He actually made this request when he was at his most relaxed.

It felt like they were eating a fragrant meal when suddenly a huge piece of bird droppings fell from the sky and fell into their pot.

"Are you sure you caught the inspiration for a piece of music? ā€

Telfer was a young man, and he couldn't help the indignation in his heart, and opened his mouth to sarcastically: "Oh, I see. You must want to use the sound of the basketball hitting the hoop to create a moving melody...... Bang bang ā€

To be honest, Zhou Zheng was sympathetic to Telfair's plight. It is indeed a sad story that the proud son of heaven who became famous at a young age has been hit by a series of blows in the professional league and has become a fringe player on the team.

But... On the court, it was supposed to be based on strength.

"Dude. Let's talk about the sour arguments. Zhou Zheng turned his head, he looked directly at Telfair, and said frankly: "I have read your article in the newspaper, it is indeed a depressing thing to change from the chosen son to the current situation, I sympathize with you, but only sympathize. Complaining doesn't make you strong. You should train hard to make a difference. ā€

"Look at your wretched posture now. The most training you do every day is to turn your mouth and stimulate me with cool words, and I have never seen you arrive at the training gym first, nor have I ever seen you stay until the end. In all the training sessions you played the guy I beat up. ā€

"If you continue like this, soon the target of your jealousy will be Stephen and then Jarek...... Come to think of it, I'm not alarmist. ā€

After Zhou Zheng said this, regardless of Telfair's reaction, he turned around and left the locker room, he had to go to practice shooting.

Smack!

Defensive coach Coach Hankscourt, who has always been a maverick, applauded after Zhou Zheng left: "That's a great thing to say. ā€

There was a moment of frustration in the locker room, and his good friend Williams clapped his hands.

It was an insightful conversation.

Ratliff walked up to Telfair: "Kid, Tiger is right, it's yourself who you should review. ā€

Telfair's expression was pale, he couldn't listen to anything at the moment, he only felt that he had been taught a lesson...... He decided it was a humiliation.

But in fact, Zhou Zheng didn't have time to humiliate him at all.

Zhou Zheng came to the court and immediately threw himself into shooting training, and his training method was no longer the same jumper as in the past, but a very fast sprint and then a sharp stop.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

The hit rate has really increased a lot, which makes Zhou Zheng happy.

He desperately wanted to grasp this muscle memory, for fear of passing it away, so he projected it more actively.

By the time the game started, he was drenched in sweat.

Although a little tired, the mood was very pleasant.

When he took the back serve from Otlow, he immediately ran quickly to the frontcourt, and Iverson hurriedly followed.

Who knew that when he followed the three-point line, Zhou Zheng suddenly made a sudden stop, and then suddenly made a shot...... Bang!

The basketball hits the iron and misses the basket.

"It's just a little bit. ā€

Zhou Zheng muttered quietly, although he was a little disappointed, but he was not depressed, his intuition told him that the shot he had just grabbed still felt still there, and he was just too anxious just now.

"Are you imitating my shot?"

Iverson's voice rang behind his ears.

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- (To be continued.) )