NBA: God-level 2K system

“Peking Duck!”

“Old Xinjiang lamb kebabs!”

“Fried sauce noodles!”

……

Ding Yanyu said in his mouth, and his hands did not stop.

Dang it!

Another bang!

Strike iron again!

Ding Yanyu glanced around weakly.

When he found that the eyes of the other players were focused on Yang Jun, Ding Yanyuhang’s hanging heart fell into his stomach.

Brush brush brush!

While! While! While!

After completing the task of scoring a hundred three-pointers per point, Yang Jun began to try Curry-like shooting moves.

Although the hit rate had improved greatly compared to the beginning, Yang Jun’s face did not have the slightest smile.

The high hit rate without confrontation is useless for eggs.

What Yang Jun wants is as fast and accurate as Curry!

Brush brush brush!

Dangdang!

Yang Jun’s knees were slightly bent, 90 degrees between his big arms and forearms, and he used his fingers to pull out the ball in his hand.

Brush!

The ball spins at high speed, and the three-point bag falls!

Yang Jun’s face was happy, this ball had the feeling of Curry!

Call!

The assistant coach saw Yang Jun shoot a quick three-pointer and quickly fed Yang Jun the ball.

Yang Jun held his breath and was preparing to continue his efforts.

Gollum!

A strange sound came from the big Wukesong Gymnasium.

Yang Jun turned back.

Gollum!

Ding Yanyuhang covered his stomach and was full of embarrassment.

“Man is iron, rice is steel, and a meal is not eaten and hungry.”

Yang Jun understood.

Looking up again, I found out.

Twelve members of the men’s basketball team actually practiced in the Five Pine Gymnasium.

However, his shooting posture began to deform, and his footsteps became very loose.

Bang!

Zhou Qi turned away from the teaching assistant, and the teaching assistant tightly pulled the belt on Zhou Qi’s waist.

Create physical confrontations.

Zhou Qi rushed to the inside line regardless of his disregard, and the tomahawk dunk!

Bang!

Whew!

Zhou Qi gasped and looked at Yang Jun.

There were small flames burning in the eyes.

People are so hard at the NBA championship, what excuse does he have not to fight!

“Okay, okay, let’s end here today.”

Yang Jun understood.

Feelings themselves today do not go, they are not gone.

Yang Jun does not care, known as the NBA Iron Man

Practicing for two more hours is also a small meaning.

However, the physical state of the other team members obviously cannot support such a high-intensity training.

Yang Jun looked at his watch and found that it was already ten o’clock in the evening.

Unconsciously, they had been practicing for more than three hours.

“Gone, gone, each going back to their respective homes, each looking for each mother.”

Yang Jun said a cold joke.

The players all laughed.

One by one, they dragged their tired bodies back to the locker room.

In the locker room, Yang Jun just changed his clothes.

Gollum!

Everyone looked at Ding YanYuhang.

Ding Yanyu blinked his eyes, “The canteen has long been closed.” ”

Yang Junle was happy.

A big hand.

“Today I’m a guest, and you can eat whatever you want.”

“Pick a place.”

“Thank you Captain!”

Ding Yanyuhang’s eyes were almost crooked with a smile.

Today, if we don’t eat good, we will eat the most expensive!

Yang Jun looked at Ding Yanyuhang’s dripping eyes.

Who would not know what he was thinking.

Oh, my brother’s account still lies in hundreds of millions of dollars.

If you want me to bleed heavily, you’re afraid you’ll have to make a big mouth plate.

Finally, under the leadership of Ding YanYuhang.

The men’s basketball team came to the NOBU restaurant.

“The Saikyo-grilled silver cod here is a must!”

“Captain,” Ding Yanyu looked at Yang Jun shyly, “if you feel that your flesh hurts, let’s change places.” ”