"Hey, buddy, let's change your clothes and come to the arena, everyone is waiting for you." Almost everyone has received this mass text message from Guy on their phone.

"What the hell is this guy doing? Isn't it afternoon to practice together? Li Ming, who was drinking water, looked surprised.

At the moment, he had just finished two sets of squat exercises and was resting to prepare for one set of battle rope exercises.

Just when everyone was standing in the arena, Guy was late, still wearing the exaggerated cyan slim suit, wearing sunglasses, and walked to the cabinet to start changing his training clothes.

"Rudy, what the hell are you doing, you asked us to be the last to arrive?" The rookies who arrived first had apparently passed each other's anger and knew his tricks.

Conley and Randolph ignored his message, and were already upstairs with strength training for their upper limbs.

"Kenyan, am I here for your own sake? You should thank me, I made you more perfect, you haven't seen Los Angeles at 0:4, have you?? Guy quickly finished changing his clothes and began to look for people one by one.

It's not so much heads-up, it's actually a sparring partner, let him warm up, he really wants to play Conley and others today, and even Randolph, he also wants to try it under the basket.

A few rookies couldn't do it, so they came anyway, so they threw away their shirts and started practicing.

Guy and Kenyon are in an American heads-up, which means they can't dribble more than three times.

Guy graciously let Kenyandurin attack first.

With one foot on the three-point line and the other constantly probing left and right, Doolin searched his mind for offensive tactics.

But with Guy's long arms and trash talking, he barely made a decent shot before he was blocked.

On the defensive end, Guy's forward leaning made him lose his center of gravity, so the heads-up became Guy's one-man show, with all kinds of dunks, gliding, and half-turning back...... The eighteen martial arts in the arsenal came one by one.

"Rudy, what? Bullying them again? There was a hearty laugh, and you could almost feel the vibration of the floor as Zach Randolph walked in his footsteps.

"What the hell are you doing, buddy, do you have a baby in your family? I've been waiting for you for a long time. ”

Randolph didn't rush to the court, but put on his jersey and sat on the floor to the side and ate a sandwich.

Wow grass, it's almost two o'clock, this guy won't eat breakfast.

When the team is not training, he is so lazy, he doesn't move his big ass, and he sleeps like this until dawn every day.

At Guy's urging, Randolph shoved the remaining sandwich into his mouth in two bites.

Get up and go to the free throw line and have a heads-up with him.

The legendary heads-up can finally begin, and the only man in the team other than Marc Gasol who has the potential to defend Zachrandolph alone is finally about to show his true strength.

Guy attacked first, only to see him handsome right hand grasp the ball behind him, bend down, wipe Randolph's big belly with his head, and suddenly squeeze it in, Randolph fought and walked to let him into the basket and then he made a hot pot when he shot confidently......

Randolph took the ball and glanced at the basket, followed by a right-hand turn to receive a powerful left-handed dribble, which he did not go to the basket, but shook off Guy near the free throw line and made a mid-range shot.

"Brush!" Hollow into the net. The rookies at the scene cheered.

No one in the crowd paid attention to Li Ming, who came in quietly and hid in the corner.

At this moment, he was seriously analyzing the strength of the two in the field, and happened to scan Randolph.

Randolph: Born in Marion County, Indiana in 1981, he was a star player in high school.

The university entered Michigan State University, a basketball powerhouse, and was picked by the Trail Blazers with the 19th pick in the first round of the draft a year later.

Like many black players, his tragic childhood gave him a thorny side, and when Zach Randolph was a child, her mother, May, raised four children on government handouts.

Although life is very poor and she often worries about eating, the four children are still full of vitality, which makes Mei Ai unable to manage it. Randolph and his younger brother Roger befriended a gang of thugs, often playing pranks, and finally getting their mother Mayai to clean up the mess.

Randolph was living on a tight budget, often without enough to eat, and sometimes even delivering drugs to local gangsters in exchange for two hot burgers to take home to his mother and sister.

One year he wore a pair of jeans for a long time because he had no pants to change, and his friends began to make fun of Randolph, so Randolph walked into a Walmart and tried to get a brand new pair of pants from inside. He was too nervous and made too much noise.

Unfortunately, he was caught, and the district court sentenced him to a juvenile reformatory for 30 days of self-examination.

In response to this reality, the mother Mei understands that it is not enough to tell her son every day to insist on loyalty and friendship, she needs to do something. Thus, basketball began to enter Randolph's life.

It can be said that basketball changed his destiny and also changed the fate of his family.

Randolph's first two seasons in the NBA were unremarkable, as he was a bench player on the bench for the Trail Blazers, averaging 2.8 points and 1.7 rebounds per game in his first season, and still only 8.4 points and 4.5 rebounds in his second season, with little playing time due to Rasheed Wallace.

In April 2003, Randolph was shot in the face during a big fight with former Trail Blazers teammate Ruben Patterson in practice, and Randolph established himself as a hot-tempered figure in that fight, after which Randolph was suspended for one game.

Since then, his fiery temper has spread throughout the league, with some even comparing him to the Pacers' Ron Artest and Stephen Jackson.

In the 2002-03 season, Randolph averaged only 8.4 points, 4.5 rebounds and 0.5 assists per game, but in the playoffs, Randolph scored 13.9 points and 8.7 rebounds per game as a bench. Among them, after the Trail Blazers trailed the Dallas Mavericks 0-3, the head coach of the Trail Blazers boldly put him in the starting position in the fourth game.

He led the Trail Blazers to Game 7 against the Mavericks, and although the team was still eliminated in the end, an average of 20.5 points and 11 rebounds in the last four games allowed him to start gaining attention.

The following season was his lucky season, as Randolph averaged 20.1 points, 10.5 rebounds and two assists per game and won the Most Improved Player award that season.