Some people say: the deeper the love, the more the hate.

Maybe Bill. Ranbier vs. Darko. That's how Milicic feels.

Daktronics. Milicic's excellent body, soft touch, shooting position without a trace of blind spots and his immortal physique have made countless coaches want to take him under his command, adjust it well, and witness the rise of another superstar from under his own eyes.

Apparently the original Bill. Ranbir also has this feeling of being a good teacher, but when he suddenly appeared Darko. After Milicic's fragile psychology caused his achievements to fall short of what everyone expected, the disappointment would naturally fill his heart, and even this disappointment gradually evolved into resentment. He shouted Darko. Milicic is understandably a coward.

Daktronics. Milicic was not beaten by Beal. Ranbir was on my training list, and not just because of his lack of support for Darko. The reason for Milicic's disappointment is more because of Darko. Milicic was not able to communicate with his team-mates on the pitch. If he is allowed to play, he will become the third party strength of the opposing sides.

Christian. Lightner is clearly not willing to give up his dream of being a good teacher. Milicic tutored the preschool homework, dancing all day long, and even showing the sù Darko. The word Milicic means to shoot, which word means passing.

I'm training hard, very hard, even though I know Bill. Ranbir's experiment was doomed, but I kept trying, trying to watch the other nine guys on the pitch. Observing the position of his teammates, observing the position of the defender, and trying to calculate the trajectory of everyone on the field in his mind. But my training was still full of failures.

Bill. Ranbir is constantly adjusting his training plan, and he is revising his doomed training plan again and again. From the beginning I was going to estimate the position of 9 people. Estimating the degree of 9 people, I only need to estimate the position and degree of the two guards on my side and the three people on the opponent's inside, from the initial dense defense on the inside, to opening up the space and letting me face the defense of 1 person with my back on the inside, from the initial teammates scurrying around, and then to my teammates seeing my gestures before they start to act. But no matter how the training plan is modified, the results of the training always hovers below the boundaries of success......

August 4th. Early in the morning, half past five

My biological clock woke me up on time and I glanced at Ivanka. Trump's seductive delicate body gently lifted the velvet quilt. I put on my sweatshirt, washed up in a hurry, and then walked out of the room, and trotted all the way to the large lawn in the front yard against the glimmer of the eastern glow, ready to start my daily compulsory homework - doing tai chi again.

Americans are used to nightlife. For a normal American, before 12 o'clock at night belongs to the time period of entertainment, the time to fall asleep is after 12 o'clock, and the time to get up in the morning is generally after 8 o'clock. Even milkmen and postmen, who are always early risers, mostly go out after 6 o'clock. Half past five in the morning is the sweetest time for Americans to sleep.

I enjoyed the moment, and the whole tulip estate was still in a sweet sleep. Step onto the green lawn and stretch your body on the lawn. Breathing in the fresh air and opening my mind, I seemed to feel that I was connected to the world.

But today it seems a little different, and in the place where I often practice Tai Chi, I see a tall figure. The tall figure was facing the rising morning glow with his eyes closed, stretching out his arms, feeling the fresh breath of heaven and earth.

Surprised! I don't know about Daktro. Why did Milicic get up so early, why did he appear at the place where I contacted Tai Chi, but I had a vague sense that he was coming for me.

Daktronics. Milicic was enjoying the beauty of nature with his eyes closed, and I walked up to him gently, standing there quietly, looking at the morning glow in the distance, patiently waiting for Darko. Milicic woke up from his slumber.

"Huh?!" Daktronics. Milicic woke up from his slumber and saw me standing beside him, and he made a shy voice of surprise.

"Good morning! Daktronics! I greeted the young man softly.

"Good! Brown! "Daktronics. Milicic said with some nervousness, and when he had said that, he lowered his head and stopped talking, like a shy child.

Obviously, Darko. Milicic had something to do with me, but his shyness made him not know how to speak.

The atmosphere was a bit solemn, and I decided to break it, and I spoke:

"Darko! It's an early wake-up today! This is not your average you! Are you looking for me? Is there anything wrong with you? ”

"Huh?!" Daktronics. Milicic let out an exclamation with red cheeks, and then he rubbed the corners of his T-shirt with his hands like a child, and muttered, "I...... I ......"

Daktronics. Milicic had several "I" on his face, but he never said the word after "I".

"Darko! We are teammates who are fighting together in the new season, we will fight for the championship together in the new season, we will be good friends, if you have any problems, you must sue me, as long as I can help you, I will definitely try my best to help you......" I am trying to dispel Dako. Milicic's doubts encouraged him to speak his mind.

"I ......" Darko. Milicic was still "me", but he finally mustered up the courage after n "I", looked up at me, and said very smoothly: "Kwame, do you think I really need a translator?" ”

Yes?!

It turned out to be this problem! I thought he wanted to train! After all, he's been with Christian for so long. Leitner stayed together, trying to learn the jargon of basketball, and had never touched basketball at all. However, he was forgiven for asking this question, in a recent conversation with Christian. Lettner's exchange, Christian. As soon as Lightner talked about the Dako. Milicic kept shaking his head for language learning, and it was clear that he was having a lot of trouble with his language learning. As for the sentence just now, it was very smooth to say, it was probably because that sentence had been silently recited in his heart thousands of times.

"Why do you ask?" I struggled to lower my language and asked slowly to get Darko. Milicic understood not a word I had said.

"Yesterday Christian got angry at me and he said I was a complete idiot in terms of language...... "Darko. Milicic lowered his head again, like a child who had made a mistake and was waiting for the teacher's criticism, and whispered: "I think I really need a translator, but I can't afford to hire a translator now, I don't have enough money, I want to borrow a little money from you, ask for a translator......"

I looked closely at this big man as tall as I was, and saw how he finally mustered up the courage to stand in front of me and borrow money from me, and I suddenly felt a wave of desolation in my heart. For a 17-year-old child, when he is his age, when most people are still enjoying a carefree life under the care of their parents, Daktro. Milicic had to walk up to me, bow his noble head, and borrow money from me in a low voice.

"Hey!" I sighed softly, just about to promise Darko. Milicic saw Milicic jump away like a frightened rabbit, lowered his head and whispered: "If it's troublesome, forget it!" I'm sorry! Disturbed ......"

Daktronics. Milicic's face flushed, and he stepped back as he spoke.

Daktronics. Milicic misunderstood me, and I stared blankly at his heartbroken expression, and suddenly a bitterness welled up in my heart, which almost made my tears flow.

I quickly collected my mood and shouted, "How much do you want to borrow?" Is $1oo $10,000 enough?! ”

Daktronics. Milicic's body, which was cowering and retreating, suddenly stopped, his body suddenly straightened, raised his head, looked at me incredulously, his mouth was half open, and he muttered a surprised voice in his mouth: "Ah......hh

"Is $1oo enough?!" I smiled and Daktro. Milicic said, encouraging Darko with my smile. Milicic.

"1oo million dollars? $1oo million? ...... "Daktronics. Milicic's mouth kept chewing on the number, although he signed a big contract of 3 years and 11oo dollars, 1oo million dollars can only be regarded as one-third of his salary in the first year of his rookie contract, but 100000 dollars is still an unbelievable number for him, and he can't believe that I will lend him 1oo million dollars.

Half ring, Daktronics. Milicic finally woke up, his face was full of excitement, the expression he had cowered just now was completely gone, and he stammered, "Use ...... Use...... It doesn't take so much, 1o thousand...... Hungry...... $2o million is enough...... That's enough. ”

I walked to Dark. In front of Milicic, he stretched out his right hand and patted him on the shoulder, and said to him seriously:

"Darko! I'll lend you $1oo to find a better translator! Today I and Bill. Lambir said, let you train with us......"

"Kwame ......" Darko. Milicic's eyes were full of gratitude, and he seemed to want to say something to express his gratitude, but the lack of English vocabulary made it impossible to say a word.

"Darko! Take it easy! You will make it! Come on! "I encouraged this big boy from Yugoslavia. (To be continued......)

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