From the moment the No. 2 pick was drawn, Pat Riley actually had no hope of holding out any hopes for this year's draft. In his opinion, the Chicago Bulls will definitely choose Derrick Rose. The only options in front of him are Michael Beasley, Westbrook and O.J. Mayo.

Beasley was a good player and a data maniac in college. But his off-field problems are terrible, he doesn't train aggressively, and his defensive ability is better than nothing. Oj Mayo is also a good player, but only at his height, his position is too awkward, he plays the shooting guard position, not to mention the overlap with Dwyane Wade's position, even if it does not coincide, there is a big problem. First of all, his physical fitness is not strong, and secondly, he is short and so-so, and his defense is so-so. If he was given unlimited fire, he might be able to make a shot, but... Miami already has the Heat.

As for Westbrook, there is a lot of potential, but Miami already has Dwyane Wade and doesn't need a second Flash.

Therefore, he had to focus on those non-popular players, hoping to dig up treasures, but unfortunately, none of these players are treasures. Until... Last night he received a video from his good buddy Powell from across the ocean.

He looked at it, and at first thought it was nothing. But when he saw that little man overturning the bus, stealing Yi Jianlian, and attacking quickly, and finally leading the team to play a magnificent momentum, he couldn't hold back anymore.

"That's him!"

Pat Riley flicked his arm hard, excited beyond measure. He looked at the evaluation sent by Powell again, and what he said was very similar to his judgment, whether it was Yang Mo's strength, rebounding ability, or fast break awareness, he agreed very much. 0. Until the last sentence 'born leader, Michael Jordan-style player'.

Seeing this, he couldn't help but babble a little, and muttered: "Powell is not a person who likes to talk big, is this Chinese kid really like Michael Jordan?" Looks like we'll have to try it out tomorrow. ”

The reason why Pat Riley was suspicious of Powell's last sentence was because he didn't see the picture before the Jinding team, which was a group of sheep to be slaughtered before Yang Mo came on the court. But as soon as Yang Mo came on the court, after dunking two baskets, the sheep instantly turned into a vicious tiger and wolf division.

Early the next morning, as soon as Yang Mo got up, the staff of the Miami Heat team came over to invite Yang Mo to the training hall. It's a great honor for a rookie, and Michael Beasley didn't have that treatment when he came here two days ago. You must know that it was General Manager Fu of Miami who took the lead in inviting people, if it wasn't an important person, how could he come out in person?

Yang Mo obviously didn't feel that the other party's visit was grand, he thought it was the result of Powell's arrangement.

When the group arrived at the training hall, Pat Riley had been waiting for a long time, followed by several other deputy general managers, as well as the heads of the main departments, plus a trainer.

Seeing that the other party was fighting in such a big battle, Yang Mo seemed to be under a lot of pressure, and if he lost face in front of these people, it would be a big loss.

"Hello, Mr. Yang Mo." Pat Leli walked up first and said to Yang Mo with a smile.

"Hello, Mr. Riley." Yang Mo politely shook Pat Riley's hand, and then shook hands with everyone one by one under Pat Riley's introduction. This posture is as if it is the entry of a new employee. Yang Mo couldn't help but be a little surprised, I haven't been drafted yet, why do I have the same as my own people?

For Pat Riley, Yang Mo is already his own. In his opinion, Yang Mo is an unknown kid, and no other player will choose him, and he only needs to spend a little money to buy a second-round draft pick and select him. It's a small profit, so why not?

The two sides chatted for a while and officially entered the state of trial. Before the trial, Yang Mo emphasized to Pat Riley: "Mr. Riley, I am a practical player, and there are many things that cannot be shown in the trial. ”

"It's okay, don't be nervous." Pat Riley patted Yang Mo on the shoulder and said, "We're just going to do a physical test for you." ”

Pat Riley's words were extremely ambiguous, and his eyes seemed to tell Yang Mo: Don't be nervous, we're going to condemn you.

Yang Mo is not a stupid person, he understood what Pat Riley meant, nodded, and followed the physical trainer to do various tests.

The results of the physical fitness test were very mediocre, except for the strength against the sky.

After the results came out, the physical trainer Doug took the form and handed it to Pat Riley, who pulled out two more fitness sheets from the folder and compared them.

When Pat Riley compared, Doug said to Pat Riley with some concern: "Boss, is it too risky for us to choose him, his physical fitness is a bit mediocre, and he is still playing inside." ”

"Look at this." Pat Riley didn't speak, handing over a form.

Doug took the form and looked at it, and asked, "This is Stockton's body data back then, what's wrong?" ”

"Yang's physical fitness is much better than his." Pat Riley chuckled.

"But... He's an inside player. Doug said puzzled.

At this time, Pat Riley handed him another body test sheet and said, "Look at this data." ”

"Here's Shaq O'Neal's stats." Doug was still confused.

"You see, when Shaq O'Neal was '06, the bench press was 295 pounds, and of course it had something to do with him not giving it his all. But Young's bench press statistic is 325 pounds, a statistic that no one in the league can match. For this weighted squat, Shaq is 45 reps and Jan is 62 reps. And this... Yang has an arm span of 218, how many inside lines in the league today have an arm span that surpasses him? With power, reach, and a keen sense of rebounding, he's good enough to get a foothold on the inside. Pat Riley said confidently, "Let's go and see what he's shooting from three-point range." ”

As he spoke, he led Doug to the training hall, where Yang Mo was constantly shooting three-pointers, and at the same time moving back and forth outside the three-point line...... Swish! Swish! Swish!

One after the other, like throwing a stone into the sea, one more accurate than the other.

Drip! It's time!

The shooting coach who was in charge of recording next to him pressed the stopwatch, then looked at the data with a surprised face, and then walked up to Pat Riley and said in shock: "Sir, it's terrifying!" Where did you find the shooter, I just tweaked his shooting hand a little bit, and he actually shot this statistic. ”

Pat Riley took the stats and looked at them, and in five minutes, he shot 289 of 312.

Suddenly, he was also frightened. Hurriedly asked, "Is this result true?" ”

"Yes, absolutely. This guy's palm is the biggest I've ever seen, he's a natural shooter, he's used to shoot in a completely wrong way, and I just corrected it a little bit, and he did it right away. If he trains me for two years, he's going to be the best three-pointer in NBA history. I'm pretty sure. Tom, the shooting coach, was excited, he had never seen such a good seedling.

When Pat Riley heard this, she closed the folder excitedly, and her heart was ecstatic, baby! What a once-in-a-lifetime baby! Just this shot is worth a first-round show.

So, he walked to Yang Mo's side excitedly and patted Yang Mo's shoulder heavily.

Yang Mo was a little overwhelmed when he saw him so excited.

"Man, welcome to Miami!" Pat Riley hugged Yang Mo tightly and was about to jump up excitedly. It was the most exciting of his life, even more than the birth of his first son.

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