On Seattle's Corniche.

Roy led the three sweaty young men behind him slowly.

The game was won after all.

21:18。

But it's not a glorious thing for three players to be drafted in the NBA to be played like this by a randomly organized team on a street basketball court.

"How? How does it feel now? Roy asked lightly.

"Mr. Brandon, they have a lot of small moves, and a lot of them are fouls."

Andres, the youngest and most vigorous, couldn't help but complain.

Hearing this, Roy shrugged his shoulders, "Is this a problem?" I'll tell you the truth, the NBA is even more than that. ”

"Small actions and tricks are originally part of basketball, and competitive sports not only have technical and physical aspects, but also psychology and means."

"Is Bowen annoyed? Is Dundee Jones annoyed? But they're all notoriously defensive stalwarts. ”

"So if you think they're fouling too much, don't think about the NBA before it's too late."

"Mr. Brandon." Wilcox suddenly spoke, "I think we don't have the experience to play. ”

"Experience? What kind of experience? Roy continued.

At this moment, Wilcox lowered his head, he couldn't say why, but it was a kind of intuition.

However, Deng Hongfei sorted out his thoughts and told the whole harvest.

"The player called Payton is obviously inferior to Andrew in speed and size, but in several one-on-one situations, Andrew's advantages have been choked and unable to bloom."

'He's very good defensively and knows how to limit the opposition's advantage.

"And once the advantage is limited, you can't play your own style, and gradually sink into the rhythm of the other party."

"So Andrew was stealed by Payton a lot of times because of that."

"It's because his offensive rhythm is no longer on his own frequency, but unconsciously changed by the opponent's defense, and is led by Payton's nose."

After saying this, Andrew Andres blushed, he muttered, wanted to say something to justify himself, but found that it seemed that any reason was a little pale.

"Me too."

However, Deng Hongfei's ensuing twist eased Andres's embarrassment slightly, "I was very uncomfortable by my opponent's small movements at first. ”

"In fact, anyone can do small actions, and I will do them, but he grasps the timing very well, and does the most suitable action at the most appropriate time and in the most hidden way, which can completely destroy the opponent's shooting rhythm, making every action extremely uncomfortable."

"Over and over again, even the confidence to attack will suffer."

"So then I started to learn my lesson and be prepared for what he might do to minimize the distraction."

Roy was satisfied, he stopped, and held on to the railing on the side of the road, "Yes, that's what I want you to know, talent can give you an advantage before you enter the NBA, but after you enter the NBA, there are a group of extremely talented athletes there, so in addition to talent, it is even more important." ”

"Your next task is to pick all the street courts in Seattle and play all the strong teams in Seattle."

"It doesn't matter if you win or not, I just hope you can improve your understanding of the game in the process."

"Understood?"

"Understood."

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In the next period of time, Deng Hongfei, Wilcox, and Andres entered the training subjects arranged by Roy.

Start improving your experience and understanding by playing frequently.

Roy used his strong connections to recruit a lot of high-level teams and players.

Although in this process, the ability value displayed by the King of Training system did not increase much, compared to the simple increase in ability, this kind of perception received in high-level actual combat is even more valuable.

Roy's good intentions are most vividly demonstrated in Deng Hongfei's body.

Against a Seattle Street Ball League champion team, he showed breathtaking control on both ends of the floor against a squad that boasted four former NBA and NBA Development League players.

He scored 38 points in the game.

The rebounding and assists performances are very good.

Compared to the performance of Andres and Wilcox, the judgment is like a cloud......

Time passes imperceptibly.

One o'clock in the evening.

The doors of the Alaska Aviation Stadium are still open and brightly lit.

Deng Hongfei was left alone, sitting cross-legged on the sidelines, watching a game on a mobile video device.

It's footage of his own games, all of which he asked others to help with his recent games against major teams in Seattle.

The aim is to be able to watch the game video after the game to analyze what you can do better and what the opponent has to learn from.

The ancient Chinese saying that I am three provinces and my body is the training principle that he has always pursued.

The cleaning staff of the stadium appeared with sanitary ware, and at a glance they saw a lonely Chinese figure not far away.

"Chris, don't leave yet."

"Chris?"

shouted many times in a row, but Deng Hongfei didn't react.

It wasn't until the cleaner walked over and patted him lightly on the shoulder that he looked up.

"Chris, it's time to rest, everyone is gone."

The cleaner is an amiable white aunt with a pleasant smile.

Among so many cleaning staff in Alaska, Deng Hongfei is most familiar with her.

"Mrs. Sonny, are you on duty again today?"

"Isn't it? Chris, dear child, I'm proud of your diligence, but the arena is closing, and you have to leave. ”

Mrs. Sonny's face leaked a look of regret, "Come back tomorrow." ”

"Mrs. Sonny." Deng Hongfei pursed his lips and pointed to a suitcase not far away, "I moved all my things to the stadium, and I will sleep in the stadium from today on." ”

"Aha? When Mrs. Sonny heard this, her blue eyes widened, and she opened her mouth wide in surprise, "Chris, there is no such rule in the arena, and there is no dormitory inside." ”

"It's okay, I'll just sleep on the ground." Deng Hongfei shrugged his shoulders indifferently.

"But, but, have you told Coach Romar about this? No, even if you tell Coach Romar, it's useless, no one is allowed in the stadium. ”

Mrs. Sonny shook her head like a rattle.

Deng Hongfei smiled with ulterior motives, "Mrs. Sonny, we have a saying in China that rules are dead, people are alive, as long as you don't see it, it's okay?" ”

"How's that going to work? Chris, this, it's my job. ”

Mrs. Sonny subconsciously denied it.

"Mrs. Sonny, you are so kind, God will bless you, please." Deng Hongfei's eyes rolled, giving full play to the advantages of the young handsome man, "Besides, your job is cleaning, and you didn't supervise it, right?" ”

He's trying to teach this kind American aunt a workaround from China, Tai Chi thought.

"ummm, okay, kid."

Mrs. Sonny is also a very wise and flexible old man, she helplessly pursed her mouth and touched Deng Hongfei's head, "Child, may the Lord bless, you can reap the rewards you deserve for your efforts." ”

"But you must be careful, today is just catching up with me, other times, I think you should find an inconspicuous place to avoid, I'm not sure that others will support your actions."

"Haha, thank you so much, Mrs. Sonny."

Deng Hongfei cheered and responded in one bite.

So, he lived in the stadium illegally in this way.

As for the reason, it's simple.

You can see the stadium as soon as you wake up every day.

You can avoid wasting time by car and other miscellaneous things, and devote yourself to training earlier.

Saving 20 minutes of fragmented time a day can converge into a vast ocean in the long run......