Back at his home in Los Angeles, Luke saw Luke Wharton's mother, a middle-aged woman, and asked Luke with a look of concern, "Son, are you better?" ”

Luke wanted to cry again when he saw that concerned face, but he held back and said, "Well, I'm better." ”

"That's, that's, you don't look at whose son it is, it's a little bit sick." Bill said.

"It's your son, it's not my son." The middle-aged woman said, "It's not that you have to play basketball as well, and now he has been in the hospital for three months if he has an accident." Son, we won't fight anymore, ha!"

"How can you play without getting hurt? Just a concussion, no big deal. Don't you think he's doing well now? He's going to play professional basketball in the future! Bill retorted.

"Yes, Mom, I'm going to go this year." Luke chimed in.

"Okay, okay, you've grown up, and your mother won't stop you from doing whatever you want. However, I hope you can protect yourself and not be like your dad! ”

"Ahem, cough, cough ......" Bill, who was drinking water, choked, the injury was a pain in his life, and it was also his wife's favorite teasing of him.

"Okay, sit down, I'll go and prepare dinner for you." With that, Mrs. Wharton walked to the kitchen. The father and son were left in the living room.

After a moment of silence, Bill said, "Which team are you going to go to?" ”

"Try a few more, play in the summer league, and finally decide where to go." Luke said.

"You're really the same son and me, but you're right. Okay, I'll just figure it out. ”

"Well, I'll wait for your news." With that, Bill went to call.

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The next morning, Luke woke up, and he didn't have the habit of lying in bed when he was a professional footballer, and now he doesn't have a habit of lying in bed.

When I went downstairs, I saw Mrs. Wharton preparing breakfast and Bill watching TV.

"Good morning! How did you sleep last night? Brat. Bill saw Luke say hello.

"Good morning, not bad. How's it going? Luke replied.

"You're almost ready." Bill said.

"Shall we go?" Luke asked.

"You can do it when you're ready." Bill replied indifferently.

"Okay, professional basketball players, you still have to fill your stomach first when you go to the game, and come to breakfast first." Mrs. Wharton came out of the kitchen and said.

"Okay!" Father and son said in unison.

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Mrs. Wharton sent them to the door and said to Luke, "Be careful on the road, don't be too yourself, just do your best, don't play basketball and study hard, it's not the same to make money." ”

"Good. I'm gone, Mom," Luke said.

"Goodbye, son." Mrs. Wharton replied.

After getting in the car, Luke said, "Where are we going?" ”

"Go to the Celtics first, not to the Pacers or the Trail Blazers."

"Okay."

A few hours later, they arrived at Boston's North Shore Garden Course. This is the home of the Celtics.

"I'll introduce you, this is Rick Pitino, the current head coach and general manager of Celtic.

Rick Pitino's main accomplishments are in college basketball, where he was the first coach in NCAA history to lead three different schools to the final four of the NCAA Championship. But his NBA career didn't go well. The Bishops will do more to get the Celtics back to championship level". The Celtics failed to make the playoffs once in three seasons from 1997 to 2000, and this season, he had to resign after a 12-22 start.

"Hello, Mr. Manager." Luke said.

"Hello, Mr. Wharton." Pitino replied contemptuously.

Luke didn't have a seizure, but remembered the feud first, held back his anger, and asked, "Sir, what shall we test first?" ”

Pitino thought to himself that if this kid was not in good health, and if he was not in good health, he could refuse Bill, and he would lose a lot of face. So he said, "Let's take a physical test first." ”

Bill's heart tightened for a moment, and Luke said nonchalantly, "Okay." ”

But soon Pitino and Bill were surprised: 201cm tall, 203cm tall with shoes, 212cm in reach, 106kg in weight, only 5.9% of the total body fat content, 270cm in situ height, 87cm vertical bounce, and a maximum bounce of 95cm.

This is nothing, what is even more terrifying is that he ran 3/4 of the field in 3.15 seconds, switchback sensitivity test 10.37 seconds, and his maximum bench press reached 190 kg, which is simply an alien. In 2000, when James hadn't come and Ben Wallace hadn't yet shined, only Karl Malone could compare to his body.

Pitino was surprised, he couldn't imagine how this young man who looked a little thin in front of him could have so much energy in his body. "Okay, we're going to test the following."

After the results of the physical test came out, the next thing was to examine Luke's skills. This is even more so for Luke. It is well known that Chinese are not very good in physical fitness in the world sports arena (of course, for blacks), so Chinese pay great attention to skills. And Luke's skills as a new generation of Chinese soul point guards are even better.

In terms of shooting, he shot 9-of-10 from mid-range and 7-of-10 from three-point range, which of course went unmarked.

When you dribble, the ball is like sticking to your hand, and you can't get a steal. Outstanding running, good passing, strong offense, not admitting defeat, tough defense, likes blocks, and there are a lot of mistakes by the opponent. But there is one thing, the rebounding awareness is not strong, which has to do with the fact that he used to be a guard (except for Kidd and Rondo, few guards are strong in rebounding).

Pitino was shocked, such a person can be the champion, why did he not know that there was such a person before, and he did not go to the draft?

"Head coach." The assistant coach reminded Pitino that "he has finished his test, and the next step is not to let him play the warm-up game." ”

"Yes, yes, let him play the warm-up game. Maybe he'll be revealed. Pitino thought to himself.

"You, you, you, go get a few people over and have a warm-up game with Luke Wharton." Pitino said.

And Luke, who was drinking water and resting on the side, sneered slightly: "Wait a minute, I'll tell you to despise me, and see who has the last laugh."

Pitino felt a chill behind him and shivered, wondering who was thinking about him. I don't know that his fate is already sealed

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