At two o'clock in the afternoon, the plane arrived at the Houston airport on time, Zhang Chu turned on his mobile phone after getting off the plane and looked at the news, looked around, according to the appointment with the Rockets scouts yesterday, he will come to pick him up in person at this time today. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Sure enough, in the distance in the crowd, there was a large sign erected high, on which the words "Welcome-China-Huayang-Zhang Chu" were written in Chinese, and below the sign, two middle-aged white men were also looking in the direction of the airport's security exit, one of them was bearded and wearing black-rimmed glasses, but it was not Simone.

"Hello! Mr. Zhang Chu! I'm a member of the Rockets Club staff, Terry, I'm here to pick you up, please follow us on board. The middle-aged white man actually spoke Mandarin, and at the same time stretched out his hand to Zhang Chu.

"You can actually speak Chinese?" Zhang Chu shook hands with the middle-aged white man named Terry and Simone.

"Yes, I can speak Chinese, and I studied in China before." Terry took the luggage from Zhang Chu's hand and led the way first.

"By the way, I'll tell you a secret~" Terry turned around and squeezed his eyes at Zhang Chu as he walked, "When Yao Ming first arrived in the United States, for a long time, I was his translator, hehe......"

"By the way, Brother Yao, is he in Houston now?" Zhang Chu heard Terry mention Yao Ming, and subconsciously asked. Around 2006, Yao Ming in this period was the national idol of the entire Chinese, and his popularity was super high.

"No, he was injured mid-season and has been recuperating in his hometown of Shanghai." Terry and Simone led Zhang Chu to the special parking lot outside the airport and got into the car.

"Mr. Zhang Chu, should we rest today and have a trial tomorrow, or will we go directly to the club for a test immediately?" Simone said, and the middle-aged white man Terry was driving the car while translating to Zhang Chu.

Supposedly, it must be a night's rest and another test the next day, and the performance will be better, but Zhang Chu is not a wrist, and the Rocket team does not have so much patience in him.

"Right now!" Zhang Chu responded, the sooner he knew the result, the sooner he was relieved, he didn't want to delay it any longer, he had been waiting for almost half a year.

"Okay, Mr. Zhang Chu, I'll arrange it!" Simone got Zhang Chu's response and began to arrange for the relevant personnel of the club to prepare for the physical test. It's not that he's in a hurry, but the NBA draft registration is closed on April 25, and it's April 24 today. If the club looks at Zhang Chuxing, then immediately help him sign up for the league, if not, then slap his ass and go home.

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Within the Rockets club, this period is relatively deserted. Since the Rockets did not make the playoffs this year, the players are on holiday early, and the club is deserted.

Of course, the clubs that have made the playoffs are different, and they are all preparing for the playoffs. Zhang Chu vaguely remembers that in 2006, the Heat and the Mavericks, one was the Eastern Conference champion and the other was the Western Conference champion, and the finals were played between these two teams. The Mavericks led 2-0 at first, but in the end, the Heat, led by Wade and O'Neal, rebounded four games in a row and finally won the NBA championship that year.

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The so-called physical test in the NBA, that is, the physical fitness test, is an important means of examining and evaluating the ability of players in the NBA.

Main contents: including basic height, height with shoes, weight, arm span, vertical jump height (squat jumping on the spot), running height - palm size and switchback running speed, 3/4 field sprint, more than 8 bench presses, lateral movement speed, half-court fixed-point running speed.

Physical testing is an important means to examine a player's ability, physical fitness, and potential. Gives teams a more direct view of player data.

In the Rockets club, Zhang Chu is testing various physical data according to the requirements of the staff, and scout Simone is carefully and carefully recording the ----

Name: Chu Zhang

Age: 19 years old

Height: 198 cm

WEIGHT: 95KG

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This data will be reported to the rocket management, and the final decision on Zhang Chu's whereabouts will be determined.

After the physical test, the next step is to test some basic basketball skills such as dribbling, passing, and shooting.

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"That's it!" Simone closed the notebook and told Terry to take Zhang Chu to a nearby hotel to rest first, and he would hand over the report to the general manager, Dawson.

In the office of Dawson, the general manager of the Rockets, Dawson, his assistant Morey, Dennis, the president of the basketball division, and head coaches Van Gundy and Simone sat together, studying Zhang Chu's physical test report.

"Well, through our systematic test, the physical data is not too bad, but the comprehensive level is not up to the level of the NBA at all, at most it is the level of NCCA, and it does not have the conditions to play in the NBA at all......" Although Zhang Chu was recommended by Simone, he still objectively evaluated the report out of the professionalism of the scout.

"I'll just say, that kind of low-level game video, there is no reference value......," Dennis said, "Hurry up and buy him a return ticket and send him back to China." We're still going to focus on Rudy Gay......"

Morey frowned, staring at Zhang Chu's physical test report while looking back at the video again.

"How many centimeters do you think his height has increased in the past six months?" Morey asked Simone.

"Yes, sir!" Simone nodded affirmatively, when I met him in China last year, the data I got from the technical desk was 188 centimeters. Although I didn't measure it myself, with my years of experience, his height should have been around 190 cm at that time, and no more than 195 at most, and today we measured it very accurately, 198 cm tall barefoot and 202 cm with shoes! ”

"Oh~" Morey replied, his brow furrowed even tighter. To be honest, he has always liked to engage in data analysis, speaking with numbers, judging from the physical test report of Zhang Chu in front of him, there is absolutely no possibility of entering the NBA.

However, also to say something from the heart, in Morey's heart, he very much wants such a kind of player: about two meters tall, swinging guards, strong defense, and defense first! It would be even more perfect to be able to throw two more three-pointers. For example: Battier of the Grizzlies, Artest of the Pacers, Bowen of the Spurs, etc.

Otherwise, it would not have been later, Morey has traded for Battier and Artest for the Rockets, the two defensive masters. These two are about two meters tall, have nothing to say about defense, and can shoot three-pointers with one hand, and basically can't do anything else.

Morey believes that the height of two meters is the best height for defenders, and if it is taller, the flexibility and speed of the body will be poor, and it will not be able to defend against small guards. And if you are shorter, it is easy to be beaten and eaten by taller people.

"Morey, what do you think?" Dawson saw Morey pondering for a long time and asked for his opinion. Obviously, he poached Morey as his assistant and valued him very much.