Peter. Mr. Johnson arranged for me, Carlos. Boozer, Larry. Hughes, Courtney. Alexander, Steve. Blake had five men in the starting lineup.

Group B is Daktronics. Milicic, Brandon. Heywood, Caron. Butler, Jarvis. Hayes, Chauncey. Billups takes the lead.

On paper, the two groups are about the same strength, with each team having three of last season's main and quasi-main players, and the rest being fringe players and this season's rookies. This should be Larry. Brown made an explanation to keep the strength of both sides too obvious, but when I was standing in the center circle about to jump the ball, I was very surprised that standing opposite me was the new star of the year, Darko. Milicic.

"You play center?" I asked, surprised.

"Yes!" Daktronics. Milicic nodded solemnly.

I suddenly felt Lars. Jim a little to know Darko. Milicic is not yet 18 years old and his muscles are not fully developed, which makes him suffer a lot when he competes with me in the centre-forward position, which is obviously not a good choice.

I turned my head to look at Lars. Jim, now he was staring at the field, and seemed to be very serious. I looked at Larry who was watching from the sidelines. Brown, he's holding a pen and writing in a notebook.

Perhaps, this is Larry. Brown arranged it! He wanted to see Darko. Milicic wondered how much energy this supposedly genius had now.

Interim referee Gary. Fox blew the whistle for the start of the game and threw the basketball high into the air. I kicked hard with both feet, jumped high, stretched out my long arms, and slapped the basketball hard.

The basketball flew and I began to fall, and the genius in front of me, who claimed to be omnipotent in running, jumping, and shooting, was just stretching out in the air.

His reflexes are really a little worse than mine, and of course maybe he's just a little distracted this time.

The basketball was given to Steve. Blake, this year's second-round pick, the No. 1 point guard in NCAA history, is at Chaunce. Billups was not closely watched. Slowly dribbling the basketball across the halfcourt, slowly looking for opportunities outside the three-point line.

I reached out and motioned for everyone to pull away, and then I took a stride and a horizontal move to bring the Darko standing in front of me. Milicic was in the back.

I reached for the ball.

Steve. Blake was a little slow to react, but Darko. Milicic's very weak strength gave me plenty of time to wait for Steve. Blake's pass.

The basketball was in my hands, and I turned to the left and hit Darko hard with my left shoulder. Milicic gave a pause, causing his center of gravity to shift. Then I made a quick big turn from the Daktronics. Milicic's right side went into the paint zone.

As Brandon who fought with me for two seasons. Heywood, apparently aware of my strength, pounced on me.

But before he makes a full move. I threw my right hand up and threw the basketball towards the basket.

Just on the court, the hand is still a little cold, the basketball is a little too much, smashed on the basket and bounced down, I quickly slid a step, slid to the landing point of the basketball, copied with my left hand, and controlled the basketball in my own hands. Then he jumped up gently, with his left hand and his right hand nudging, pushing the basketball to the basket.

Basketball is in! I clenched my fists lightly, ready to turn and run to the backcourt.

But at this moment, a roar came from the sidelines: "Darko, what are you doing?!" Eat? Watch out for rebounds! Don't let Kwamei take away the rebound! ”

I'm speechless!

This was only the first offensive. The players basically didn't get into the groove and yelled at this point, which seemed a bit too much.

After the training during the holidays, through the careful professors of his translators. Daktronics. Milicic's English has clearly improved, and he is already able to understand Lars. Jim's words, he pouted slightly.

Shifting offense and defense, I retreated to the right side of the paint area, bent down, and pushed my forearm against Dako. Milicic's waist made a careful defensive move behind him. Although that Dakko in the previous life. Milicic never played in the NBA, but I have to admit that this guy is going to be a different guy when he gets to the international tournament, and he's going to be a talented attacker, and I need to be careful with that, otherwise I'm going to capsize in the gutter.

"Pull away, give the ball to Darko!" Lars. Jim shouted loudly from the sidelines, it was clear that he was going to get Darko . Milicic singled me out and wanted to use me, an NBA-caliber center, to try out this year's rookie show.

Chauncey outside the three-point line. Billups pursed his lips and threw the basketball at Darko with a look of disdain. Milicic's hands.

Daktronics. Milicic's ass was squeezing down, trying to push me back with his not-so-fat ass to give him a little more room to turn.

However, my strength was obviously not what the Yugoslavs could think of, and his hard sitting, which did not make me feel very difficult, and I held my position tightly, and opened my arms to firmly control the angle at which he turned and shot.

"Hit him hard! Hard! "Lars. Jim was shouting loudly, directing Darko from the sidelines. Milicic's action.

But it's clear that Darko. Milicic's strength was really too weak for me, and he didn't knock me back a step with three consecutive strikes, but I took a step out with my forearm.

"Hard!" Lars. Jim was shouting hoarsely.

Daktronics. Milicic bared his teeth and slammed into me, but the difference in strength was too great. Daktronics. Milicic was completely out of position by me, he had to pass the basketball back, and the basketball went to Chauncey again. In the hands of Billups.

But Darko. Milicic's singles were delayed too much time, and the 24-second attack time was only given to Chauncey. Billups had four seconds left. Chauncey. Billups could only make hurried shots.

The basketball smashed on the neck of the basket, for Chauncey, who did not dominate the NBA with his shooting. Billups. This is a normal situation.

I saw Chauncey. Billups was already anticipating this from outside the three-point line, and I immediately turned around and killed the basket, jumped high, and reached for the fiery red elf.

Brandon. Heywood seems to be a little desperate today, perhaps because of Darko. Milicic grabbed his center position and gave him a sense of crisis, and he was one step ahead of me and he jumped high to reach the basketball.

Basketball was the first to touch Brandon. Heywood's hand. But before he could take it down, he was poked by my finger and the basketball escaped Brandon. Heywood's grasp flew to the other side.

Carlos. Boozer was there, catching the basketball with both hands and holding it high above his head!

"Darko! Backboard! Backboard! You fucking pay attention to protect the rebounds! "Lars. Jim shouted in hatred.

Daktronics. Milicic looked dazed. When I was training with me during the holidays, Darko. Milicic doesn't have the task of grabbing rebounds, he just runs to the outside to open up space for me when he is attacking, receives my passes and plays with me in a variety of tactical combinations. As for the defense, to be honest, I never trained during the holidays. Not to mention the rebounds when defending, which seems to make Darko. Milicic has developed a mindset.

Offensively and defensively, I once again stood on the inside line to put Darko. Milicic got in the way and got in the way of Steve. Blake's pass, then sit down hard with my fat ass, and slam Darko Darko. Milicic took a step back with my butt and I followed, sat down with my ass again, and pushed Darko again. Milicic was a step back from the crash. The basket is already visible.

Daktronics. Milicic posted it again, and I put Darko for the third time. Milicic crashed half a step back, and I took the ball very easily and turned around, jumped up gently, stroked with my left hand, and pushed the basketball out hard with my right hand.

Yes?!

A large black palm suddenly appeared in my field of vision and stopped in front of me. I had to force my shot up and push the basketball out of my hand.

It seemed to feel really bad today, the basketball smashed on the basket and bounced straight back.

I jumped high. Hands stretched forward forcefully from the Daktronics. Milicic grabbed the rebounding basketball above his head, pushed his waist hard, grabbed the basketball with his left hand, pulled his body into a curved bow, and poured the basketball into the basket fiercely.

"Boom!" Basketball in the basket!

"Bang!" Daktronics. Milicic was knocked under the rebound by me.

“fu*k！” Lars on the sidelines. Jim cursed loudly, and with a lift of his left hand, he threw the white tactical board into the air, and then he threw it at Gary. Fox made a pause gesture!

Lars. Jim looked at Darko with his hands on his hips. Milicic, as he sat on the bench, pointed at Darko. Milicic's nose began to growl: "Do you fucking defend? Will you grab rebounds? ”

"That's your fucking genius! When you are defending, let the family take the rebound on top of your head?! ”

"You're a genius, you're a fucking stupid!"

"Kindergarten kids can do better than you!"

"It's also a show, if it's my choice, I'll find a fucking dog from the street, and I won't fucking choose you!"

“……”

Lars. Jim's swearing was getting worse and worse, and anyone was a little overwhelmed by it. Milicic next to Chaunce. Billups couldn't take it anymore and said, "Mr. Lars, he's only 17 years old, he's still young, he's still a rookie......"

Didn't go through the brain! I'm sure Lars. Jim reacted without any analysis and judgment on his head, pointing at Darko. The index finger of the right hand of Milicic's head turned directly to Chauncey. Billups' nose and mouth screamed, "There's nothing the fuck about you!" ”

Then, under the gaze of the crowd, Chauncey. Billups' face flushed with anger clenched his fists, raising his arms and swinging his elbows.

"Bang!"

There was a crisp sound of fists and noses colliding, and then I saw Lars, who was very arrogant just now. Mr. Jim fell backwards, staggered a few steps back, and sat down on the floor......

ps: I only uploaded it yesterday, and I forgot about it, haha, I'm sorry

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