"Coach Frank, you mean, I'm going to play in the next game?"

As soon as Vogel finished reminding, he was still waving his arm to shoot Wu Rui, but the movement in his hand suddenly froze, and then his eyes lit up, like a hungry wolf seeing food, and jumped in front of Vogel: "Really? Will I really play? ”

"When did I say I was going to let you play?"

Vogel was taken aback by Wu Rui's sudden move, calmed down and asked rhetorically.

"You said you were going to start me......"

"I'll just let you play for a few minutes!"

Before Wu Rui finished speaking, Vogel subconsciously interrupted him, but when he finished saying this, Vogel felt that something was wrong, and then he saw the iconic thief smile on Wu Rui's face.

This kid is actually playing his own way!

Seeing Wu Rui looking at himself with a thief on his face, Vogel just wanted to have a seizure, Wu Rui was very clever and jumped back to the sidelines, continuing to practice his hand posture without saying a word!

"Michael, you've got it!"

Seeing Wu Rui's honest training, Vogel, who just wanted to have a seizure, had no choice but to give up, and even when he turned to leave, the corners of his mouth inadvertently raised slightly.

Time passed quickly, and when Wu Rui's shooting training was about to end, the players in the training hall of the Magic team gradually increased, after all, there was still the team's routine training today.

"Hi Michael, I didn't expect you to come so early today."

Bismarck Biyombo came neither early nor late, and there was still time to chat with Wu Rui.

"You're not too late." Wu Rui quipped while making a shot: "Coach Frank said that I will play longer than you in tomorrow's game." ”

"Oh, my friend, do Chinese like to joke so much?" Wu Rui's words directly amused Biyombo, the big man from Congo laughed and patted Wu Rui's shoulder: "When can you grab the rebound on my head, tell me about the game." ”

After that, Biyombo pointed to Wu Rui's gradually lowered right hand again, shook his head at Wu Rui with his mouth open, and then, without looking back, walked directly towards the court!

"Coach!"

Just when Biyombo didn't go far, behind him, Wu Rui suddenly shouted to Vogel, who summarized the data on the other side: "I want to compete with Bismarck to grab rebounds!" ”

"Come on, Michael, stop laughing and practice obediently."

However, Wu Rui's words, Biyombo did not take them seriously and laughed it off.

"Hmm."

Biyongbo's words reminded Wu Rui that he still had a few sets of shooting training that he hadn't finished, and he couldn't waste such a good shooting rhythm now.

However, Wu Rui's words just now were not a joke, he really wanted to have a basket showdown with Biyombo!

Since the last time he jumped on his side, Wu Rui has never used his God-given legs to jump again, I don't know why, my heart is always a little itchy.

"Michael, were you serious just now?"

At this moment, Frank Vogel walked up to Wu Rui's side with a stack of data sheets and asked.

He was still summarizing the data just now, and when he heard Wu Rui's request, he wanted to agree a little, after all, Wu Rui still remembered the frontcourt rebounding rush in his season debut, and he really wanted to determine Wu Rui's rebounding ability, what was it.

"Of course, Coach Frank, I can't wait to jump up and grab the rebound!" Wu Rui said, jumped up directly on the spot, and waved his hands in the air: "Even if it's Bismarck's rebound, I won't lose to him!" ”

"Are you sure?"

"Of course!"

"Very well, then you can come with me."

Seeing Wu Rui's vigorous appearance, Vogel was also very simple, and directly signaled to let Wu Rui pause the shooting training first, let him follow him, walked onto the court, came to a basket, raised his finger and pointed to the rebound: "Jump." ”

"Huh?"

Hearing Vogel's command, Wu Rui was a little stunned for a while, looking at the basket high above, a little overwhelmed.

"Don't you want to jump? I'll allow you to jump now. Vogel pointed to the basket again: "See the square area on the back edge of the basket?" ”

"I don't think you can touch it."

"Coach, I haven't jumped yet, so you can't jump too early." Vogel's agitation method obviously had an effect, Wu Rui moved his body and glanced at the square area on the back edge of the basket: "You must see clearly, where I can touch it!" ”

Dropping this sentence, Wu Rui took a deep breath, his legs bent, and a strange and familiar explosive force spread from his legs to his whole body, and then, his whole body, like a sharp arrow, "swished" and jumped high!

"Bang!"

While soaring high, Wu Rui's hand was not idle, and his right palm slapped the rebound, making a muffled sound, and then he fell from the air.

"Whew-"

As soon as he landed, Wu Rui let out a sigh of relief, subconsciously looked down at his legs, and his little heart was pounding.

Just now, I didn't seem to be jumping very high?

Is there something wrong with these legs?

"Michael, go to the sidelines and take a break."

While Wu Rui was puzzled, Vogel, who was standing beside him, said lightly: "Your legs are not far from cramps." ”

“What？”

Charley horse?

Vogel's words surprised Wu Rui, and suddenly, he felt a chill on his back, and a sour feeling swept from his right foot, which was quite a sweep of the Eight Desolations!

"Thank you, Coach!"

Finally sensing the tiredness of his body, Wu Rui also understood why he felt so strange when he jumped up just now, because he was too tired!

Thinking of this, he no longer hesitated, the body is the capital of the revolution!

After thanking Vogel again, Wu Rui quickly sat down on the spot, resting while kneading his gradually numb legs.

It's hard for me to have legs again, but I can't just squander them!

On the other side, watching Wu Rui rest on the spot, Vogel nodded, but his eyes gradually focused on the place where Wu Rui jumped up and slapped it just now for a long time, only to see that a few centimeters above the basket, a few centimeters above the line at the top of the square area, there was a faint palm-like mark!

"It's still a report card from his fatigue." Vogel muttered in a voice that almost no one could hear, spread out the data sheet in his hand, scribbled seemingly casually in a blank space, and then closed the data sheet and shouted a few words to the players training on the other side.

The team has just come out of a losing streak, but the team played very poorly against a strong center like Joel Embiid in the last game, and Vogel must make a change in this area, because in the next game, they will face the same, if not worse, problems!

On November 3, U.S. time, in the Amway Arena in Orlando, the attendance was not too high, and there were even many fans wearing away team jerseys sitting in the stands near the stadium, and they still shouted the name of their home team's home team as a striker from time to time.

"DeMarcus! DeMarcus! DeMarcus! ”