"What?" The ball god's answer almost didn't scare Roy, "The ball god is big, I heard you right, right?" Didn't you promise to help me play basketball just now? ”

"That's right." The ghostly smile of the ball god looked a little chilling at this time.

"I promised to help you play basketball, but I didn't play basketball for you, you know? I'll help you play basketball, help, not substitute. ”

Qiu Shen awkwardly explained the difference between "help" and "for", and speaking Chinese was really a headache for him.

"Isn't it just playing basketball for me?" Roy looked nervous, completely lost the leisurely complacency he had just had.

If the ball god doesn't shoot, I'm afraid that with his basketball level, he may not even be as good as a beginner.

"Again...... Besides, if you don't play for me, how can you help me? Roy was in a hurry.

"I'm talking about help, of course, teaching you to play basketball, you know, Wilt Chamberlain, Karim Abdul-Jabbar, Michael Jordan, even the worst Derrick Rose, never asked me to play for them, you are too unmotivated."

"I'm ......" Roy was speechless for a while, this sentence was true, he was so lazy and vulnerable.

"That'...... So what am I going to do tomorrow? ”

Thinking of tomorrow, Roy's palms oozed cold sweat.

"Hahaha." The ball god smiled, "You can start practicing now, maybe it's still too late." ”

"Now? Practice? Just kidding. Roy looked at the clock, it was 16:33 p.m. Beijing time, and in less than 1 hour, the strict father was about to get off work, followed by the more fierce mother.

This time is not enough to practice, even if it is just going out for a walk and taking a shower, let alone at night, which is Roy's most torturous test time of the day.

"No kidding." The ball god's face changed, and he suddenly became serious, "Let's talk about serious things." ”

No laughing matter?

The ball god stood up, "I am the basketball god of this world, that is, the product of the will of all basketball fans, and my mission is to find the most talented basketball players in the world, guide them on the road of basketball, and give the best performances to all basketball fans in the world." ”

"Hmm......" Roy nodded as if he didn't understand.

"In the world of basketball, every ten or twenty years there are some unborn geniuses who are born to play basketball. For example, 'Magic' Johnson and 'Big Bird' Bird in the 80s, 'Peter Pan' Kobe and 'Big Shark' O'Neal in the 90s, 'Little Emperor' James and 'Flash' Wade in the new century. They are all absolute geniuses, undisputed superstars. However, even if they are as strong as them, they are only at the level of super geniuses, and what I want to choose is a genius among geniuses, a man who can become the king of the ball. ”

"Uh-huh......" Roy's speech was full of passion, and Roy listened to it without leaking, he was completely shocked by this aura.

Undoubtedly, the current ball god, this serious ball god, is the real god.

Every word, every sentence he uttered, was so impassioned and philosophical that they crossed Roy's auricle, passed through the external auditory canal, burst through the eardrum, drove the ossicles, followed the semicircular canal into the auditory nerve, and finally reached the superior temporal gyrus cortex.

Roy's attention was more focused than ever, and he opened his pupils wide to take in the nutrients between the lines of the ball god.

Maybe this is what is called brainwashing?

The Ball God's speech is not over yet.

"It may be difficult for a few people with the qualifications of a football king to emerge in a hundred years, and I have selected four football king-level talents, you may have heard their names. Unfortunately, Chamberlain's indulgence in pleasure wasted his gifts; Abdul-Jabbar is too introverted and lacks leadership qualities; Ross was even worse, as he overspent his body and gave up halfway. ”

After saying this, the ball god paused, "However, there is a man who succeeds, he is recognized as the 'God of Basketball' all over the world and the first person in the history of basketball, his name is Michael Jordan." ”

Michael jordan? Roy's head felt like he had been electrocuted.

Yes, it's Michael Jordan, Roy suddenly woke up, he was a little uncertain when he heard the name before, and now, he remembered it all, and the name of the ball god in his mind was Michael Jordan.

The god of basketball, Michael Jordan, he is not only the idol of his classmate Wang Wei, but also the basketball supreme recognized by thousands of basketball fans around the world.

According to the god of the ball, I have what it means to be a great star like Michael Jordan?

This thought made Roy's heart tumble.

"I ...... Can ......" Roy didn't know how to speak.

Although Roy is still confused now, although the ball god did not say a word about how to help him, these shocking speeches have already brought him into the world of basketball.

Roy fantasized about another ego.

Oh my God, can I be a god, can I be a god of basketball?

Roy's mind kept the words rolling over and over again.

"You, Roy, are the fifth person chosen by God to have the qualifications to become the king of the ball, and now, as long as you sign your name on this contract, I can officially teach you to play basketball."

The ball god moved extremely quickly, and before Roy could react, he handed over a stack of transparent white paper.

Roy had never seen anything like this, and he took the contract timidly.

There are some strange terms written on it.

What can only be basketball as the first sport for life.

What must be wholeheartedly dedicated to bringing the best performance to the fans.

What should respect the game of basketball, absolutely do not play match-fixing, do not participate in gambling, etc.

It's not so much a contract as a pledge.

"This ...... What does that mean? Lazy Roy didn't have the patience to read everything, he chose to ask questions directly.

"As long as you sign your name here, your life will be smooth all the way, and it will not be a problem to go to college, money, fame, or women."

The ball god regained his smiling appearance.

The previous tall brainwashing, now the temptation of profit, this combination of punches Roy has no direction.

He was hesitant, and he didn't know whether he should sign his first agreement or not.

"Sign it, what are you thinking? You don't want to be foreign tomorrow, you don't want Cheng Zixi to be disappointed. ”

Cheng Zixi! The name was killed halfway, and the hot blood that had just subsided in Roy's body suddenly surged back into his head.

He couldn't help but feel a little excited, a little bit of oxygen to his brain.

Thinking that Cheng Zixi would be questioned, ridiculed, and even disappointed and sad by other group friends because of his ugliness, he really couldn't bear it in his heart.

It doesn't matter if it's thirty-seven twenty-one, it's not basketball anyway.

Roy trembled and signed his neat name.

The contract came into effect.

The ball god accepted the contract with satisfaction and smiled proudly.

"That's it?" Roy muttered quietly.

"Good, now you're Roy the basketball player." The ball god said with a smile.

Basketball player Roy?

Still hesitating, a crisp sound suddenly sounded in his ears.

A white light flashed in front of his eyes.

A strange interface popped up.

"Congratulations on completing the signing task, and the system will reward you with 300 attribute points......"