basketball never sleeps

Chapter 19 Elegance
Five minutes into the third quarter of the game, Larry Brown waited until the ball was dead and called a timeout.

After Prince was off the court, he was called aside by Herb Brown, and he gave a small counseling session alone.

Larry Brown's eyes lingered on Collis and Mo Wen.

Collis looked at Larry Brown eagerly. He only played for 5 minutes in the first half of the game. Coach, look at me.

If eyes could speak, Collis even wanted to make such an affectionate confession to Larry Brown——

【I really want to be Coach Larry's dog.

But Coach Larry said he liked defensive players, and I cried.

I know why I'm crying when I'm not a dog or a defensive player.Because I'm actually an offensive player.

No academic coach would like an offensive player who can only score, but I still asked Coach Larry, "Can I be your dog."

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Larry Brown seemed to have sensed Collis's confession, and he looked at Collis with a trace of disgust out of thin air, as if looking at a useless stinky dog.

In the end, Larry Brown's fingers and eyes fixed on Mo Wen.

"Give you 5 minutes, I don't care what method you use, defend me against James."

no matter what method...

What are you implying, old thing!

If labor and management are really Bowen, I will be the first to step on your feet!

If it weren't for the short-sleeved jerseys, he would have to roll up his sleeves and talk to this old guy.

After the timeout ended, the Cavaliers discovered that the Pistons had replaced a yellow-skinned player.

Big Z and Boozer, who played with James in the summer league, quickly recognized Mo Wen's identity.

In the summer league, the Cavaliers played two games against the Pistons. The yellow-skinned Mo Wen defended James for two entire games. It's hard not to be impressed.

It was only after Mo Wen was hidden in the snow that there was no news, and then he gradually faded out of the public's sight.

And James recognized Mo Wen at a glance. In the game between the Cavaliers and the Pistons, this bastard was still smiling when he fell to the ground!

Think about it, after the draft was over, his status as the No. [-] high school student was mixed. After the match with Mo Wen, he was questioned countless times. This is a shame.

He will remember this matter forever!

Now that the former sufferer had met him again, it was really exciting——exciting!

creak—creak—

Hey, who is grinding their teeth?
Mo Wen, who was standing on the field doing warm-up activities, felt a chill for no reason.

Looking back, there was actually an "old boy" with thick eyebrows and big eyes staring at him, with eager eyes and an expression that was about to drooling.

Hiss——James, Li Zaigan? !
Are you hungry for my body?

No wonder I haven't heard much about A Zhan's scandal in my previous life. It turns out that the truth is——

Just when Mo Wen was thinking wildly, a pair of black hands also patted Mo Wen's buttocks, which scared Mo Wen so much that he almost jumped up.

"Tsk tsk, the little champion has been staring at you, it looks like you hurt him pretty badly in the summer league."

It turned out that Billups had sharp eyes and noticed James' eyes.

"Hey, hey, you can eat indiscriminately, don't talk nonsense, okay, that kid doesn't even make free throws in the summer league, and it doesn't matter to me."

"Huh? I didn't know for a while whether you were praising him or slandering him."

Mo Wen waved his hand, it's hard to say.

The game restarted, and James, who was advancing with the ball, also waited for Mo Wen's defense as he wished.

He practiced hard for three months after the summer league.

He waited for three months just to wait for an opportunity.

He wants to fight for his breath, not to prove how great he is.He just wants to tell people that what he lost must be taken back with his own hands!
Big Z and Boozer stood in the bottom corners on both sides tacitly, and several other players saw James' gesture and moved to the left hand side of the offensive side to open their positions.

The Pistons players followed and left the wide space from the high position to the horns on one side for James and Mo Wen.

If the rules didn't allow it, the lighting engineers at the Pistons' home court wanted to turn off all the lights on the field, so they would put spotlights on these two people.

Jen: You're here.

Mo: I'm here

Jen: You shouldn't be here.

Mo: But I have come.

Jen: Then please.

Mo: Please.

There is no need to say too much, whoever's knife is fast, whoever is right-this is the case in the rivers and lakes, and the stadium.

Three months of systematic training and one month of fighting in the north and south have made James no longer the Wuxia Amon of the summer league.

The coherence of his breakthrough and the way he exerts his strength are already full of professional atmosphere.

On the advice of a professional trainer, James has given up a lot of bells and whistles in high school but little meaning.

After a powerful crotch dribble, the tank put into gear and dived directly forward.

Mo Wen is still very grateful for the rules of this era. The handcheck rule is the key to allowing a player with less physical talent like him to defend James.

When the no handcheck rule comes out next year, he will no longer be able to raise his hand to block. If he only relies on defensive predictions to defend, he will be useless even if he has 1200 game experience.

The ability to reach out and even covertly elbow is simply a nuclear weapon for defensive players.

Full of confidence, James felt his speed slowed down before rushing two steps, and then he slammed into Mo Wen's arms.

Mo Wen, who had adjusted his posture in advance, followed James's "throwing arms" steadily, and took the initiative to attack before James made a move.

Relying on Mo Wen, James originally wanted to use a turn to throw Mo Wen's defense away, but the similar scene reappeared.

The arm that James originally erected to protect the ball and break through the space has now become a loophole for Mo Wen's offense.

Mo Wen's hand was like a whip, and with a snap, the low-altitude jumping basketball was sent flying.

When James wanted to chase the ball, Mo Wen had already adjusted his body, and by the way, he pulled James, and used his strength to catch up with the basketball that was spinning and bouncing in the air.

Annoyed, James chased after him and took a full step, but James, who has not gained much weight, is the fastest in his career.

When Mo Wen dribbled and charged, he could even feel the wind pressure from James chasing him behind him.

One step, two steps, Mo Wen, who came to the basket, landed on one foot and made a joint ball movement.

Seeing that he was about to fly to the basket when he raised his hand.But his raised hand stopped in mid-air, and even retracted a bit.

James, who was galloping forward, jumped into the air and slapped his hands, but the basketball stopped in Mo Wen's hands.

call--

The wind brought by James' arm blew Mo Wen's hair.

It wasn't until James couldn't stop the car that he bumped into the fans in the front row that Mo Wen stood up and hopped lightly on one leg to put the basketball into the basket.

elegant.

The corners of Mo Wen's mouth also raised slightly, hehe, James is not the only one who has improved in the past three months.

　Asking for a collection, asking for a monthly pass, it's not straightforward, but it's also strong.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)