Morey heard McHale's answer, smiled and shook his head, and said, "Kevin, I think you are biased against the Chinese, which I understand." The physical fitness of the yellow race has never been top-notch in the NBA, especially their guards, who can hardly gain a foothold in the NBA. This is the inherent impression they leave on everyone. But Kevin, we must also look at the problem from the perspective of development in everything, although this Wen Hao's physical condition is not outstanding, but he has a higher basketball IQ than most NBA players, and his passing vision is better than many point guards with an annual salary of millions or even tens of millions, these two points can already make up for his lack of physical condition. I think he's going to be a superstar, what are you waiting for? ”

For the first time, McHale listened quietly to Morey's words without interjecting, he was silent for a moment, and said: "Maybe I used to be prejudiced against Chinese players, but I am not blind, I have seen his performance in these few games, and it is indeed very good, especially last night to lead the Rockets to a comeback." But as I've already said, he doesn't fit into the Rockets' system, maybe he can play well on other teams, but staying with the Rockets, with his speed, still doesn't have many playing opportunities. ”

Morey shook his head and said, "Kevin, the Rockets play fast-paced, which no one can match, and I love watching games like this. But why can't you be flexible, are rockets born to be fast? ”

Seeing that McHale was puzzled, Morey continued: "I mean, the main team of the Rockets plays at a fast pace, and that's right. But on the bench, you see, Asik has no speed, No. 11 has no speed, Wen has no speed, and he can't be fast if he wants to. So you should be flexible and make them play slow. Wen Hao has excellent passing vision, and his blocking and pick-and-roll with No. 11 are very powerful, and you can completely slow them down and play positional battles. ”

McHale turned his head to look at Morey: "You mean that the main team has one style of play, and the substitute has one style of play?" Are the two completely different in style? ”

"You're finally able to understand people." Morey said with a wicked grin.

McHale didn't care about Morey's teasing, he looked down and thought for a moment, but he shook his head and said, "Still no." He's a shooting guard, but with his style of play, you need to have the ball in your hands, and I can't give that much to a short-contract player and be a point guard. ”

"Prejudice, still prejudice," Morey said, shaking his head, "who told you he was in possession of the ball?" I think you can play him in the No. 1 position, he's more than capable of being a point guard. ”

McHale looked at Wen Hao, who was resting on the sidelines, shook his head, and said: "I am the head coach, you are the general manager, looking at the overall value of a player, I am not as good as you; But when you look at a player's skills, you can't compare to me. ”

"Oh, really?" Morey asked thoughtfully. When he passed by the training hall last night, he saw Wen Hao dribbling, and he was stunned for more than a minute.

Thinking of this, Morey smiled slightly and said to McHale: "Kevin, dare to bet with me?" ”

"Bet on what?"

"Just bet on Wen Hao's dribbling skills, if his dribbling level reaches the level of a point guard, please let him play point guard, he is more suitable for the No. 1 position."

"What if you can't reach it?" McHale smiled strangely and asked rhetorically.

"If he's not up to point guard level, then I'm not going to bother you about him anymore."

"It's a deal!" McHale smiled weirdly again. Whether it can be achieved or not, it is not up to him to have the final say, even if Wen Hao's dribbling is okay, as long as he says that he can't reach it, Morey has no choice.

Morey didn't seem to notice McHale's weird smile, but nodded with a smile and shouted to Wen Hao in the distance: "Wen, come here." ”

Wen Hao, who was resting, saw Morey calling himself, his heart moved, and he secretly wondered if it would be a matter of the contract, and he was a little apprehensive in his heart, and came to the general manager and coach.

Morey glanced at McHale, called Beverley, the backup point guard, over and said to Beverley, "Try to dribble a few times, show the coach how good you are with the ball, and play the best." ”

Although Beverley was a little confused, didn't the coach know his ball control skills well? But he didn't think much about it, picked up a basketball from the ground next to him, and started to dribble under his crotch, at first very slowly, gradually, faster and faster, until in the end it was almost impossible to see how he dribbled, only to see the basketball like an orange-red shadow, constantly shuttling under his crotch.

McHale smiled slightly, glanced at Morey, picked up another ball from the side, and threw it to Beverley, who was dribbling. Beverley's hands and feet were not messed up at all, the crotch of both hands became a one-handed crotch dribble, and the other hand gently wrapped up, took the ball, and slapped it gently, and the two balls were like elves, constantly shuttling between his hands and crotch.

McHale looked at Morey again, a smile on his lips. His meaning is obvious, Wen Hao's dribbling is simply impossible to reach this level, that is, his dribbling is simply not up to the standard of a point guard.

Beverly continued for a moment, then stopped, looking at McHale. McHale didn't speak, but Morey, who was next to him, spoke, and said, "Good, perfect dribble." Then he turned around and asked Wen Hao next to him, "Can you?" ”

"Hahahaha......" McHale laughed directly this time, Morey simply asked, how could this Chinese's dribble reach this level, this is simply a fantasy.

But in the midst of McHale's laughter, Wen Hao's voice came: "I'll try." ”

McHale's laughter paused, thinking to himself that this young man didn't know how to know the height of the sky, and if he couldn't do it, he wouldn't be able to try Beverley's dribble. Morey, you look at people too badly, this Chinese not only can't dribble, but also has problems with being a person.

At this time, Wen Hao had already taken a ball and started dribbling.

When McHale saw Wen Hao's dribble, the smile on his face froze. As the head coach, his eyes are not ordinary people, as soon as Wen Hao took the ball, he already noticed that this kid's dribbling seemed to be much better than before. The dribble is not only fast, but also extremely fluid, like a smooth flow of water, and the changes of direction are seamless, and every movement is natural, as if the ball should be dribbled the way it should be.

With a smile on the corner of his mouth, Morey picked up another ball and threw it to Wen Hao, Wen Hao didn't even look at it, the second ball came to the crotch in an instant, and the two balls with both hands changed direction under the crotch, and the movement was extremely smooth, and there was no astringency at all.

McHale's smile disappeared completely at this time, replaced by surprise, and Beverley next to him also looked at Wen Hao in surprise: When did this kid become so powerful?

Morey looked at McHale, pleased with his surprise. He smiled slightly, asked for the ball in Beverley's hand, and threw it at Wen Hao again.

This time, head coach McHale was dumbfounded......

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