Everyone who came to the training team today was quite early.

Zhang Chen was doing his physical training next to the court, running out of breath, and everyone was almost there at this time. Then they began to train in a circle, and everyone performed their duties, with a strong fighting spirit on their faces.

The Spurs mean so much to the Suns, and everybody is so eager to beat the Spurs.

Today's training was at normal capacity, and it was almost over at the point. However, there are several people who are practicing today, and it was not until D'Antoni used the principle that things must be combined with work and rest, and then slowly began to break up.

When he left, everyone and the rest of his teammates said that they must cheer for tomorrow, and Nash came over and said, "Chen...... Tomorrow I guess you're going to throw all the balls I pass to you in the basket, right? ”

Zhang Chen nodded solemnly at him, he knew that Nash's words were definitely not a joke. At this time, Barbossa came over with an unhappy face and said, "Rookie...... I want to remind you not to mess up our game tomorrow. You'd better pray that your shots will score, or you'll go back to your hometown. ”

Not to be outdone, Zhang Chen said: "I think you need to worry more about yourself and don't throw the ball into the sky." ”

Seeing that the two of them were starting to be a little tense, Nash suddenly stood up, and the always gentle and elegant Son of the Wind now had a kind of evil on his face: "I advise you to stop arguing immediately...... Leave your strength on the field, tomorrow's game, there are no soft eggs! ”

Tomorrow's game, no soft eggs!

A few words hit Zhang Chen's chest heavily, and he also added a sense of understanding to tomorrow's game.

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At night, the night is as gentle as water.

Zhang Chen lay down in bed early and began to practice his shooting skills in the study space. Today's main focus is still on the convergence of the basic techniques of the pull-up jump shot.

He practiced extra seriously today, because he had a vague hunch in his heart that maybe in the game against the Spurs, his own set could come in handy. Today, he gradually merged with the precautions of the stop-and-go jump shot technique in his mind, and slowly digested it into his own.

"Bang-huh!" Zhang Chen made a pull-up jump shot on the right side of the free throw ring, and the basketball smacked on the rebound and hit the board into the frame.

Today's training mission of the host is complete! After this sentence came out of his mind, Zhang Chen sat on the virtual floor with his ass, and then the space gradually faded, and he also returned to the real world.

After taking a glass of water and looking at the quiet night sky, Zhang Chen suddenly remembered that Avril was going to come to see his game tomorrow night.

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When Zhang Chen came to the stadium, he was stunned by what was happening in front of him.

A large crowd of fans stood at the door of the arena, holding up their signs, and Nash was standing in front of the fans, their faces full of solemnity.

"Kill the San Antonios!"

"Get back the honor of Phoenix!"

"Come on, Suns!"

One by one, slogans burst out from the mouths of these fans without reservation, and the torrent of sound gradually hit the sky, and did not dissipate for a long time.

"Kick the Spurs in the ass!"

"We're going to win!" Zhang Chen came to the front of the stadium, and the fans also spotted him, and a few came over and said, "Hey! China Chen, you must perform well in tomorrow's game! ”

"Yes, let the San Antonios go home crying!"

Zhang Chen could feel the heartfelt roar of the fans, and what surprised him even more was that among the fans walking towards him, there were two people wearing their No. 6 jerseys.

Flying together with the hopes of the fans, at this moment, Zhang Chen suddenly had a feeling of carrying the honor of the city engraved to the bone marrow. Coming to Nash's side, Nash said to the fans, "Brothers! Ladies! What can't I promise...... But I would say, I dare say, we're going to do our best, we're going to do our best, we're going to not let the San Antonios take advantage of us, and tomorrow's game, not to the death! ”

"Never die! Won't be able to win! ”

The voices of several people had a feeling of soaring into the sky.

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Some pre-match interviews were underway, and Zhang Chen was in the locker room recuperating.

Nash and D'Antoni were both dealing with difficult reporters outside, and one of them put the microphone to D'Antoni's lips and asked, "Mr. D'Antoni, are you confident that you can win this game against your long-time rivals, the Spurs?" ”

Even though he had passed the age of boiling beast blood, D'Antoni's eyes still flashed with revenge, and he said fiercely: "Yes, we are absolutely confident!" The Spurs are always great, they have good technical qualities, they have good execution, they are hungry to win, but we will definitely take them out, there is no doubt about it! ”

Reporters all felt that there was some material in it, although many coaches would be confident in their teams before the game, but they did not have such a categorical belief as D'Antoni.

A reporter hurriedly asked, "Mr. D'Antoni, do you mean you don't have to take the Spurs seriously?" ”

D'Antoni glanced at him, then said lightly: "We will pay attention to the Spurs, but I said that we will definitely beat them, there is no doubt about it!" ”

"Mr. D'Antoni, you have so much faith, what do you rely on? You know that you were defeated by them last season, and you can't go far. ”

This provoked the anger of all D'Antoni and them, and D'Antoni stood up and said in a heavy tone: "Anyway...... We will all overcome them. Isn't that enough, that we're the great, great lads that we're relying on? ”

D'Antoni expressed the Suns' fighting spirit vividly in a few words, and there are many reporters below who are Phoenixians, and now when they hear D'Antoni's words, they forget about looking for gimmicks for the time being, and applaud desperately.

It's just that if they can win, it will be good and they will be far-sighted and confident, but if they lose, it will become a joke for the media and the league.

The media saw that there was enough oil and water fried on Zhang Chendi, and they almost took it when they saw it, and they turned the spearhead of the dialogue to Nash.

"Mr. Nash...... Are you confident that your team will win? ”