Two months have passed in a blink of an eye, Liu Ming has grown a lot of muscles after two months of training, the biggest improvement is three points, the increase in arm span has made him slowly adapt, and he is slowly groping for a shooting method that suits him, which is both picturesque and difficult to be interfered with, but now Kevin Durant is still just a child, he can only rely on his impression to slowly imitate the shooting method of the schoolbag. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

The day of the game is getting closer and closer, and the general manager of the Bulls also called her aunt Zhang Fang and told her that it was time to sign the contract.

"Hello, I'm Jerry Kraus, the general manager of the Bulls." Jerry Claus also stretched out his hand, and Liu Ming also shook hands with the kind middle-aged man. Soon, they were seated on the couch. "We came to you for the contract, and Phil hopes that the team can confirm the contract with you as soon as possible, and then enter the preparation for the new season, so let's talk about it." Jerry Claus went straight to the topic, and there was actually nothing to say, because the rookie salary cap introduced by the league last year, the rookie contract can be negotiated, is actually not large. "Okay, so can we take a look at the contract first?" Aunt Liu Ming also knew about this stubble, so he asked for the contract directly, as long as there was nothing wrong with the contract, he could sign it directly. Jerry Claus took out a contract and handed it to Aunt Liu Ming, Liu Ming's aunt Zhang Fang then began to read the terms one by one, but Liu Ming did not read the contract, he trusted his aunt Zhang Fang very much, and he probably couldn't understand this contract when he showed it. Zhang Fang spent an hour reading it, and when Liu Ming was a little sleepy, Zhang Fang nodded to Liu Ming, there was no problem with the contract, so Liu Ming picked up the pen and signed. There is indeed no problem with the contract, this is a 2+1 contract, the salary in the first year is 556,800, and then it will increase year by year, but Liu Ming doesn't want to forget what the salary is in the next two years, anyway, this salary is enough for him to live. Of course, Liu Ming also has a dream for a big contract, and he is already thinking that in three years, he will sign a contract that is bigger than Jordan.

In fact, Liu Ming, who got this contract, was still very happy, he remembered that the original Bulls selected Travis Knight, and the Bulls didn't sign with him, which was still the news that Liu Ming saw when he was bored watching the 96 Golden Generation draft in his last life. In fact, in this year's draft, the Bulls announced that they would give up Travis Knight's signing rights after selecting Travis Knight with the 29th pick in the first round, in fact, they were afraid that they would be held by a first-round rookie contract held by a player who did not have the strength of a first-round rookie, and then the team would be trapped because of it.

Bang ~ Bang ~ Bang ~ 呯! ”

Liu Ming, who had just signed the contract, was very motivated, and when Liu Ming approached the stadium the next day, he heard the sound of the basketball touching the floor from inside, and there was indeed someone in the training hall. However, judging from the sound of playing and footsteps, it seems that there should be only one sound of playing, Liu Ming ran into the stadium in three steps and two steps, wanting to see who came to the training hall earlier than himself. When Liu Ming entered the arena and came to the sidelines, he saw a player wearing No. 23 red and black shorts and a vest, with a black and bright bald head, dribbling to the basket with his back to him. I saw that he was very characteristic when he dribbled, with his head down like an angry bull, and with such a long dribble, he only used his right hand, like Magic Johnson. "Is this guy going to dunk?" Liu Ming thought in his heart. This guy was indeed going to dunk, but Liu Ming didn't expect him to jump so early and be so far away from the basket. Jump from the free throw line! Liu Ming saw this player's left foot, stepped on the free throw line and jumped directly with one foot, no, it should be more appropriate to fly. In the air, his legs are bent back, his whole body is straight, and the hand holding the ball reaches forward and flies towards the basket. Liu Ming was stunned, because he found that this person flew in the air almost in a straight line, rather than a parabola that rose first and then fell. "Phew!" However, this jump dunk from the free throw line, which was supposed to be perfect, failed because the ball was out of his hands, and the ball smashed and bounced off the basket, and the dunk man hung on the basket. “Fuck！” The dunk man let go of the basket and cursed, apparently annoyed by the failure of the dunk. And Liu Ming also took this opportunity to see the appearance of this black man, and he was a black man who did not look like a black man. In the United States, where mixed race is common, as long as there is a little black ancestry, it is classified as black, which makes many black people look nothing like their African ancestors. And the same is true of this man, his head is round like a basketball, and he looks like an Anglo no matter how he looks, but his complexion is really black, and he is an irrefutable person of color. When Liu Ming saw his face, he knew who it was. No, Liu Ming knew who he was before he saw his face, someone he knew and was looking forward to being a teammate. "Hello, Michael!" Liu Ming greeted him nervously with a smile. And this man had obviously seen Liu Ming too, but turned a blind eye to Liu Ming's friendly greeting, and he took a ball from the side to start the day's three-point practice, while Michael Jordan continued to try his trademark dunk free throw line dunk without admitting defeat.

"Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom~~~" for a while, Liu Ming started his own running, caught the ball and throw, after a while, Liu Ming missed the first ball, Liu Ming supported his knees with both hands, wiped his sweaty eyes. I don't know when Michael Jordan was already holding the basketball and kept standing next to him watching him shoot threes, "You're more accurate than Steve's threes," Jordan said. "Thank you, Mr. Michael, it's still far from it," Liu Ming was flattered.

"Come, boy, bullfighting!" Jordan said with amusement. "Uh, this, okay." Liu Ming felt incredible.

"You come first," Jordan said.

"No, Michael, it's three points," Liu Ming said.

"What a cunning boy," Jordan took the ball and walked to the three-point position in the middle, took the ball, bent his knees, jumped, and his posture was really picturesque, although in later generations it was said that the most beautiful shot was Alan Houston, but Joe's posture was also picturesque. It's a pity that the ball didn't go in.

"Michael, you were dunking at the free throw line just now, and your strength may be a little uncomfortable."

"No, a loss is a loss."

"Boy, it's your turn, now is not the time to be humble"

Liu Ming took the ball, walked to the position where Jordan missed the three-point shot just now, took the ball, bent his knees, jumped, and shot, the same process, different posture. It's not the same kind of marriage.

"You've won, so let's start now." Jordan gave the ball back to Liu Ming and put on Jordan's classic defensive stance.

"Alright, boy, you come first"

Liu Ming shook his head, abandoned the distracting thoughts in his mind, and assumed a three-threat pose.