005 The clown's provocation gains Leonard's friendship

Just as I was thinking about how to have a friendly exchange with Leonard in the past, two black players who looked the same as Leonard in the same half court came to Leonard's side, laughing and surrounding Leonard, not knowing what he was saying. Leonard was doing his training with a blank face.

I leisurely dribbled the ball to his field, and heard one of the negroes laugh and say, "Hey, I heard you're from San Diego, can't the beach beauties make you laugh?" I heard that you haven't laughed in years, are you short-circuiting your facial nerves? ”

It turned out that the two were twin brothers, the Morris brothers, and it was the younger brother Marcus Morris who had been talking trash next to Leonard, and his brother Markieff Morris was screaming on the side.

I watched them laugh at Leonard unscrupulously, and I couldn't help but feel angry and walked over angrily.

"Go away, bastard."

I pushed away Marcus Morris, who was constantly spitting next to Leonard.

Leonard looked at me with a look of wonder in his eyes.

"I know you kid, you're the kid who made a name for himself with Iverson. Iverson is gone, and you can't. ”

Marcus looked at me with disdain.

"Okay, see the real chapter on the field, not here by your donkey's lips to spray feces here."

This is the trainers and staff around us hurriedly came to say that we were separated, afraid that something bad would happen to us, after all, the people who can participate in the NBA draft are all outstanding young people from all over the world, and they are arrogant and impulsive.

"I'm waiting for you on the pitch, waiting for you to be beaten by me."

Marcus drops a trash remark and is pulled away by the people around him.

"Thank you, brother."

That's when Leonard thanked me.

"It's nothing, I understand you, we have the same experience, but we have to look forward and work hard to succeed, so that they will be happy in heaven."

Leonard seemed to hear what I meant, and there was a glint in his eyes.

"My name is Kawhi Leonard."

"I know, I'm Steven Chang."

"I know you."

"Well, because of my little uncle, everyone says I can imitate him."

"No, I've seen you play, you're not the same as the AI, it's not that the same."

"Okay, don't talk about that, you know, I've always wanted to call you cutie. Don't feel like I'm insulting you, it's your name and the cute homonym of Japanese. ”

"That's what my father gave me."

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean anything else, you know."

"No, he probably wants me to be cute and innocent too."

"Okay, so can I call you Xiaoka? Do you want to play 1v1? ”

"Of course, I also want to have a good fight with you. American heads-up, 11 points you serve first. ”

"Okay, I'll take advantage of you once, I'll attack first."

I passed the basketball in my hand to Xiaoka, stood outside the three-point line, and Xiaoka also passed the ball to me, spread his slender arms, and made a defensive posture one and a half steps away from me, and looked firmly at my shoulders with his eyes.

I received the return pass, made a triple threat at the three-point line, glanced at the basket in my eyes, and made a shooting feint.

Maybe he knew that I wasn't very good at long-range projection, so he wasn't disturbed by my feints.

At this point, I suddenly slapped the ball towards my right, and at the same time took a step to the right with my right foot, making a gesture to break through the left side of the card, which turned slightly sideways and took half a step back to his left.

I made a big change of direction and pulled the ball back to my left side while striking hard with my right foot and returning my weight to the left.

Xiaoka slowed down by half a beat, and while his weight turned to his right, he tried to pull my ball with his long arms and big palms.

That's when I wondered what he was going to do, pulling the basketball back from behind with his left hand and back with his right hand, and at the same time taking a step back to my right with both feet, and pulling the ball together to shoot a quick three-point shot with a slight back.

Xiaoka was still retreating, and he didn't expect me to pull back to the three-point line, and his center of gravity didn't keep up, so he could only stretch out his arm to interfere with my shooting.

But when I jumped with all my strength and slightly leaned back, his interference had no effect, and the ball felt very good, and a "brush" of an empty frame three-point shot, which was a very lucky ball, after all, my current three-point ability was only 62, very spicy, but this area of my shooting was my white zone, which was still a slight bonus.

"Wow!" There was an exclamation from the surroundings, which was made by Vucevich, who also ran over to see the excitement at some time.

“3:0。”

There was no exchange of possession, and Xiaoka still passed the ball to me with a blank face. At the same time, he didn't put me as far away as he had just done, one step away from me, and at the same time raised his arms all the way in front of me to interfere with me.

I took the ball, without pausing and drove directly to the right side of the dribble to break through, my speed accelerated to double 90, directly more than half a position of the small card, and broke through.

He didn't expect me to make a fake this time, and he didn't pause for a moment and hurriedly followed.

I dribbled the ball again, and I just joined the ball and jumped.

Although Xiaoka was less than a position behind me, he was not very worried about his arm span and length above me, and he followed me and waited for my next move, watching me jump to the basket, and he also jumped at the same time, and his oversized palm slammed into the ball in my hand. I watched Xiaoka's defense with my peripheral vision after the jump, because I knew that Xiaoka was the DOPY of the NBA in the future, and he defended a team of players all year round.

I watched him try to block my layup, and I pulled the ball back to my chest, dodging the small card block, and because the jump was sufficient, and the owner 94 was bounced, I flew to the other side of the basket, raised the ball with my left hand and threw it to the rebound while giving it a spin.

"Brush"

"Wow, cool extreme tie rod!"

Vucevic shouted excitedly, and a number of people came to watch, including a former NBA player, Steve Kerr, who retired as the Suns' general manager and became a basketball commentator when his contract expired in 2010. Although the training camp was closed to the media, Kerr still entered the training camp by virtue of his relationship in the NBA over the years.

Cole recognized the two bullfighting men on the court at a glance, and his eyes lit up as he looked at Steven, who had just completed a layup with a pull lever under the basket.

Yes, Cole had been paying attention to this young man of Chinese descent for a long time. He began to pay attention to Steven as early as high school. Flashy ball control, high-speed breakaway finishes and passing appealed to him. (Probably all skills he didn't have.) Of course, Kerr is also very fond of players who shoot well. ）

Eyes returned to the court, and the small card hit the ball to me again, but the eyes had already moved down to my hips. Don't get me wrong, every time an offensive player makes any movement, the buttocks will show well, and a good defender knows this, and through the shoulders and hips, he can well grasp the attacker's next offensive intention and direction.

Looking at the defense of the small card this time, I made a feint to break to the left after receiving the ball, but it didn't shake him, I simply broke through directly to the left, and then dribbled the ball back to my right hand with a large change of direction in front of the body, and then leaned on the small card and turned around and jumped directly.

But this time, Ka's eyes were fixed on my important parts, and I didn't shake him off at all, and he jumped up and used his slender arms and broad palms to interfere with my shot.

I had a backward push on the take-off, and my body leaned back in the air, so I threw the ball against the tips of the card's fingers and flew towards the basket.

"Brush" is another sound of a basketball passing through the net.

“7：0。”

I felt the pressure on me and I wasn't sure if I could get rid of him on the next attack.

Re-receive the ball from the small card. This time my weight was on my right foot, and my left foot took a step forward, inserted it between his feet, and half-turned around to jam him. It's a little trick to get stuck on the defender when I break through, but I'm obviously not as strong as Xiaoka, I didn't squeeze him, Xiaoka's hand is on my waist and can keep track of my next attack, and the other arm is towards my raised racket, trying to interfere with my next move.

As he kept interfering with my ball, I suddenly turned and broke through to his right. He immediately took a step back to keep up with my movements, and at the same time his upper body clinged to me and didn't let me break through. I was obviously not as strong as him, and I couldn't be hard, and after I took another step forward, I dribbled behind the left and back and took another half step back to the right to make a shot. The same offensive move as the first time, but Xiaoka followed me closely this time, watching me close the ball and shooting, he immediately jumped up and tried to block me. At this time, I put down the basketball I was lifting, and the non-pivotal foot stepped forward to avoid the jumping card, and made a step-up layup, and the ball successfully entered the basket again.

"Wow!"

“9:0！”

At this time, there were already many onlookers around, and the exclamations came and went.

Leonard was not affected by the people around him at all, and still served with a blank face.

The scouts and coaches who were watching also nodded at the same time, except for the ball that was shaken by my shooting feint just now, the other ball cards followed me very well, I basically relied on my own talent to complete the score, I can't say that his defense is not good, these people are professional.

I took the ball from the card again, this time without any feints or breakaways, and immediately after receiving the ball I made a pull-up jumper outside the three-point line.

Xiaoka knew that the ball was very sudden and he couldn't block me, so he made an eye-sealing interference.

"Bang!"

The shot was short, smashed into the front of the basket, and didn't go in.

Exchange of balls.

Because I knew that Xiaoka's projection ability was not very good at this time, I took a step and squatted inside the three-point line to guard Xiaoka.

Xiaoka also knew that shooting was not a good choice at this time, and he also dribbled directly to my left side.

Because I was far away, I could clearly see his breakthrough route, and I was directly stuck in his breakthrough route because of the fast traversal speed.

He knew he couldn't match me in speed, but he was stronger than me, so when he was about to hit me, he turned around and leaned in with his back against me.

Seeing Xiaoka hit me directly with his back like this, I still had no choice but to resist his impact hard, trying to push him out, after all, he couldn't beat me with his back for long if he could only dribble the ball 3 times.

Just after he had dribbled all three of his dribbles, he closed his shoulder to the right and tried to shoot a straight back-to-back jumper. I immediately took a half-step forward to jump the block, after all, I was already in the paint area, and there was still a basket away from the small card.

At this time, he suddenly turned to the other side, took a step forward and jumped directly to the basket, and the ball went in.

"Wow, Dream Steps~!"

“2：9。”

I reluctantly picked up the ball and walked to the teeing area. The defensive ability is really low, I was completely deceived by the small card in this ball, I didn't expect the seemingly honest small card to be so flexible under the basket.

I got back on my feet and fed the ball to the little card again.

After receiving the ball, Xiaoka still used the way he just did, hitting me with his back, but this time he didn't use fantasy footwork, but directly used an inside half-turn small hook to score the ball.

Xiaoka has an arm span of 2.21 meters, and I can't do anything about this ball. Watch him hit the ball in.

“4:9。”

In the third ball, Xiaoka did not continue to use the back play, but turned around and walked in directly in front of me, wanting to hit me by surprise, but my attention was very concentrated, because I knew that my defensive attributes were not very high, so I could only concentrate and keep an eye on every move of Xiaoka.

Just as he turned around, I pulled the basketball directly into his waist.

"Smack!"

I cut the ball off without any problems.

"Hmm~"

The conversion of the ball and the surrounding sounds still did not have any effect on Xiaoka, who still sent the ball to me with a blank face.

This ball defense card also saw that my three-point shot was average, and it didn't follow me closely, but still let me go one and a half steps.

I saw my right hand push the ball forward, just as I was about to break through, suddenly my left hand pulled to the left to make a Sam Gourd dribble, just when the small card turned to his right and was ready to prevent me from continuing to break to the left, I followed up with a crossover and pulled the ball back to the right, at this time the small card was turned back and could not react, I directly closed the ball three steps to the basket, and the ball you scored.

“11:4。”

I walked up to Ka and smiled and held out my hand to him. He took my hand and we bumped shoulders. Then he smiled horrively and said to me, "Steven, you're really good!" I hope to play you next time. ”

I looked at his smile and didn't say anything for a moment.

"You're right, it's over, and my father will want me to be happy when he looks at me from heaven."

"Well, I think you've done a good job before, and he must be very satisfied. Your smile is good, promise me, don't smile next time. ”

…… Ka looked at me dumbfounded, not understanding what I meant.

"Wow, you two are so wonderful in attack and defense, especially the last ball, Sam Goldgar crossover, you are such a genius Steven!"

At this time, Vucevic ran over and gave me a chest punch, but I was no match for him and flew straight to the small card, which grabbed me with one hand to prevent me from flying away.

"Oh, I'm sorry, you're too ...... too"

I looked at Vucevic, who was nearly 2.10 meters tall, with a resentful face, and introduced to Xiaoka.

"Thank you, little card, this is Vucevic from USC."

"Hello, nice to meet you."

"Hello, are you sure you're happy? Just kidding, I'm glad to meet you too, you can call me 'Weapon,' that's the nickname Steven gave me. ”

"yes, he's really fond of giving people nicknames." Then he stared at me with a smirk.

"Well, don't worry about those details, brothers, let me get back on training."

I quickly grabbed the ball and walked to the trainer to do interference shooting drills.

"Haha~"