Nearly 300 schools across the U.S. compete in NCAA basketball, with 13 players on each school's official roster, or about 4,000 basketball players.

In the end, the most people who dare to sign up for the draft in June every year are two or three hundred.

But how many people will be selected for the NBA?

Two drafts, or 60 players, can be selected, which also includes professional players from other countries.

You can imagine how fierce the competition is.

No matter how strong and brave Zhang Zifeng is, he is only 19 years old in the end, and he has not mixed in society.

He will also be scared and frightened.

Can you play in the NBA with your own strength? Can you be chosen?

However, the NCAA rules that players who participate in the draft cannot go back to school to continue their education.

What should I do if I participate in the draft and end up not being selected?

Zhang Zifeng can't tell his relatives and friends about these fears and fears, let alone Chen Wei, he doesn't want the people around him to worry about him.

Bearing these ordeals silently one by one, Zhang Zifeng is also under great pressure.

Burying all his worries and fears in his heart, Zhang Zifeng doubled his training every day, hoping to improve his strength and give himself a little more confidence.

But staying in the training hall for a long time made Zhang Zifeng feel as if he was out of touch with this society, and he felt out of place with his classmates and friends around him.

I don't have those good friends around me, so I can talk and laugh.

There are a few people on the basketball team who can talk to each other, but they are not good friends who can talk about everything.

Working alone in the unfamiliar United States, I often feel lonely and lonely.

Training can make Zhang Zifeng forget about loneliness and loneliness for a while, but training all day is also very boring.

Loneliness, loneliness, noise, boredom, fear, and fear accumulated in Zhang Zifeng's heart bit by bit.

Although Zhang Zifeng still has a smile every day, the nameless fire in his heart is getting stronger and stronger.

The harsh treatment of the fans in the previous games, coupled with Grant's provocation today, Zhang Zifeng's anger finally broke out.

After making a successful jumper in front of Grant, Zhang Zifeng Chesdili yelled at the Syracuse coach.

It's like venting the anger I've been feeling all along.

Not to mention, after shouting, Zhang Zifeng felt a lot more comfortable.

Zhang Zifeng found that he seemed to like the feeling of spewing trash talk at his opponent.

It was a real comfort to watch your opponent blush with anger when she was so enraged by her words.

It's as cool as drinking a bottle of cold water on a dog day!

Zhang Zifeng thinks trash talk is also good, which can not only relieve his emotions, but also harass his opponents.

Why not!

Just humiliated, how could Grant be willing to give up.

Grant shouted at Ennis, "Taylor, give me the ball." I'm going to teach this bastard a lesson! ”

Ennis heard busy passing the ball to Grant.

Seeing Grant get the ball, Zhang Zifeng stood one meter away in front of him.

Before the game, Zhang Zifeng got a report about Grant from the assistant coach.

Grant has the best blocking ability, but he's also the worst outside shooter in the NCAA.

Zhang Zifeng was nearly a meter apart, and opened his hands to prevent Grant from breaking through.

Grant saw Zhang Zifeng look like you cast casually, I won't guard against you.

Grant took the ball and hesitated.

Zhang Zifeng saw that Grant was hesitating, so he immediately chattered and gushed trash talk at him.

"You vote, I'll let you vote, you vote!"

"Hey, idiot, can you throw in? If you can't make it, don't waste your time. ”

"If you have the ability, you can vote, Lao Tzu, I won't guard against you!"

……

Grant was holding the ball, and his ears had been suffering from Zhang Zifeng's chattering trash talk, and he couldn't be irritable.

Bastard, the report did not say that this Chinese is a trash talker (dirty talk player, nonsense player).

Subjected to Zhang Zifeng's incessant trash talk, Grant was upset.

Gritting his teeth, he threw the basketball in his hand like a burden in a strange posture.

The basket swayed, and unsurprisingly struck the iron.

Plumlee grabbed the rebound with Coleman and passed to Cook to dribble forward.

Zhang Zifeng received the ball in the front court, and this time Grant's defense was tighter, and he tried a few times but failed to break through.

Zhang Zifeng passed the ball back to Cook, and he slipped to the bottom line and started to run.

While running, Zhang Zifeng didn't forget to say sarcastically, "Are you staring at me?" Poor fart! ”

"Come on, you'll almost be able to keep up with me!"

"In a moment, yes, in a moment, I can get rid of you."

……

Grant is going crazy, this damn Chinese, it's so annoying.

Grant followed behind and couldn't help but shout, "Shut up! ”

When Zhang Zifeng was talking about cool, how could he listen to Grant.

It's okay if I'm comfortable, as for you, do my.

Zhang Zifeng jumped out to the left, and then ran around Jefferson in a V-shape.

When running, Zhang Zifeng deliberately slowed down a little.

As soon as Grant caught up, Zhang Zifeng suddenly ran reflexively and ran away from the three cents.

Grant refused to give up, forcibly reversed his center of gravity and chased after Zhang Zifeng.

As soon as he ran out of the three-point line, Zhang Zifeng shouted loudly, "Pass, pass the ball, no one will guard me." I'm empty, quick! ”

After receiving the pass, Zhang Zifeng immediately turned around and jumped.

At this time, Grant had already come over and struggled to interfere with Zhang Zifeng, and there was a physical confrontation between the two.

However, Zhang Zifeng was unmoved.

The feeling cultivated by 800 three-point shooting drills a day, plus this is Duke's home court, and he is the most familiar place.

Here Zhang Zifeng is full of confidence.

Throw your hands up!

The ball smack, in!

After the goal, Zhang Zifeng excitedly continued to shout at Jim Berheim, "Who is defending me!" Does anyone guard me? Let's try it again, or I'm going to score 50 points today. ”

Blue Devils fans shouted when they saw Zhang Zifeng teaching Grant a lesson.

"See, idiot, you can't stop Jack at all!"

"! He didn't have an anti-jack at all! ”

"Grant, thank you, don't defend!"

Gradually, the Blue Devils fans shouted in unison, "Grant, thank you." Don't defend! ”

Hear this mocking voice.

Grant was angry and glared at Zhang Zifeng.

Bastards, damn bastards!

The ball passed into Grant's hands and faced Zhang Zifeng.

Grant made a few feints to try to break through, but they were all defused by Zhang Zifeng.

"With your garbage breakthrough, how can it be successful!"

"Shoot, I'm not going to guard against you!"

"Shoot and score, I promise you'll score 20 points!"

……

Grant's attitude of wanting to single out Zhang Zifeng was very resolute, but it was very difficult.

Seeing that there was no chance, Grant suddenly exerted his strength.

He accelerated, wanting to forcibly cut in from Zhang Zifeng's side.

Zhang Zifeng reacted quickly and put pressure on Grant closely.

Grant couldn't cut inside and was forced to the bottom line.

Jefferson came up to wrap the bag, and Grant couldn't move or retreat.

"It's said that you can't succeed, so why embarrass yourself!"

"You play like a, it's not soft!"

……

On the court, Grant, who was irritable by Zhang Zifeng's trash talk, jumped up and forced a shot and hit the iron.