i just can throw in

Chapter 3 My hands are poisonous

The old coach K has led the Duke University basketball team to the top many times during his long coaching career. Last year, he was even more bloodless. With a record of 35–5 and a record of 13–3 in the division, he was the best in the world, and finally won the National Championship.

However, this season the team has encountered a wave of injuries, the record is not satisfactory, the recent wave of losing streak, the morale of the players is low, and the road to defending the title is long and difficult.

The head coach looked at the schedule in a daze. The team was going to play a friendly match with the University of North Carolina today. The University of North Carolina and Duke University were old rivals. This is a famous basketball school rich in stars.

Among them, the most famous is of course Michael Jordan, the god of basketball, Vince Carter, one of the top four, Rasheed Wallace, one of the roaring gods, Cobra James Worthy, one of the Lakers show time combinations, Billy · Cunningham, Bob McAdoo and others.

The Tar Heels of the University of North Carolina has a few good freshmen this year, plus a lot of powerful veterans in the team, it can be called a strong team.

"A tough bone to crack."

Bang, bang, bang!
The sound of the basketball hitting the ground brought Coach K back to reality. The disciples trained very hard, especially Nolan Smith and other senior players. This will be their last season. Everyone has to work hard to enter the NBA. Hard work.

The old coach K was very satisfied with their performance. He glanced at the senior players one by one, and kept nodding with a smile on his face.

His smile stopped abruptly when he saw senior player Casey Peter. What is this kid doing, sitting on the bench and stroking his hair?
"Peter, come here!" Old Coach K said with a gloomy face.

Peter seemed to have never heard of it, and he kept stroking his hair, muttering: "Impossible, impossible."

It wasn't until he was covered by a shadow that he stopped mumbling, and when he looked up to see the gloomy face of the coach, he was startled.

"Teach the coach."

"sick?"

Peter shook his head, thick curly hair, missing a piece in the middle.

"injured?"

Peter still shook his head.

"Then hurry up and go to training!" The head coach took the tactical board and hit him on the head.

The place where he hit was exactly where Li Yu touched yesterday.

Bang!

A bicycle crashed into the gate of the arena, and the sound of the impact attracted the players who were training, as well as the old coach K.

"Sorry. I forgot to open my eyes while riding." Li Yu rubbed the back of his head in embarrassment with a pair of dark circles under his eyes.

Seeing that it was the little guy he recruited who caused the trouble, the old Coach K had a look of hatred on his face.

Since entering the second team of Duke University, this kid has been late all day, and the reasons for being late are even more strange, such as helping the young lady across the road, delivering the neighbor's dog, and so on.

"Li, what's the reason for being late today?" Old coach K smiled.

Li Yu took off his satchel, and took out a stack of materials and five or six video tapes from it.

"Yesterday I was too busy studying the information of NBA stars, and I didn't pay attention to it."

When the other players on the team heard Li Yu's words, they rolled their eyes super synchronously. Who didn't know that you, Li Yu, the guardian of the drinking fountain for the second team of the Blue Devils, came here just to get a scholarship. You know how to study basketball?Believe me!

The old coach K's eyes lit up. He still remembered Li Yu's magical pass and the three-pointer in the open backcourt. He was recruited into the team because he could be used as a surprise soldier.

But who would have thought that this kid joined the team and lacked interest in basketball. Although he trained "hard" on weekdays, he always looked absent-minded.

Hearing that Li Yu was studying basketball now, the old Coach K felt like he could see the blue sky through the clouds.

"How is the research going?" A trace of expectation flashed in his eyes.

"Peter Pan's salary is quite high."

Crack!One of the strings of old coach K broke, resisting the urge to beat him to death, and said in a low voice: "Go to training."

"Coach, I want to play basketball." Li Yu twisted his waist, stretched his legs, and warmed up well.

"You want to play?" Old Coach K narrowed his eyes slightly, "If you can convince me, this friendly match against North Carolina can give you a chance to play as a substitute."

He has just made a decision. In this game against North Carolina, he is going to rest the main players of the first team, Nolan Smith, Kyle Singler, and others, and let the substitutes, especially the freshmen of the second team, exercise, so as to The best competitive state to meet the following schedule.

"Because I want to enter the NBA." Li Yu looked serious.

Hahaha. Hahaha, the players who are doing shooting training almost broke their waists laughing.

A rookie who just started playing in college, and a second-team drinking fountain guardian who has never played a game, actually wants to enter the NBA?This is really the funniest joke of the year.

"Little rookie with us, you are a veritable tail of the crane. Wanting to enter the NBA is simply a dream."

Li Yu glanced at the group of teammates, and found that Peter was the one who laughed the most, so he pointed his finger.

"I'm not the bottom of the crane right now, at least I'm second to last. If you don't believe me, ask Peter, who won yesterday's duel?"

Everyone's eyes turned to Peter. After the team's star player was injured, Peter became the starting striker. His personal performance was remarkable, and his strength in the team was at the mid-range level.

It's a pity that Peter is too dark to tell whether he is blushing, but he lacks confidence.

"Yes, you won, but you played tricks."

Li Yu smiled, and then made a gesture of throwing the ball with one hand: "Is this true?"

Peter murmured, "Here."

Seeing Peter's appearance, the old coach K knew what Li Yu said was true, and he said seriously: "If you lose, you lose. You must dare to admit it."

Peter said dejectedly: "I did lose, but I will win it back sooner or later!"

Li Yu walked over to hook his shoulders with him, and said with a smile: "Didn't I say that the future is yours."

He saw that the top of Peter's head, where he touched it yesterday, was really bald.
"I'm going, my hands are poisonous?" He was so frightened that he quickly touched Peter's head again.

Pop, pop, pop!
The old coach K clapped his hands, motioned for the players to come over and gather, and then announced today's roster.

"Ryan Anthony, Seth Curry, Andre Dawkins, Casey Peter. Finally. Li Yu."

Hearing the head coach read his name, Li Yu felt that the uncle who had a bad face all day became a lot more kind.

In this friendly match, the Blue Devils are playing away, but the University of North Carolina is not far from Duke University, about half an hour's drive away.

Therefore, it was not until the afternoon that the players took the team's exclusive bus to the University of North Carolina.

Li Yu was sitting by the window, and the person sitting next to him was Kathy Peter, who was restless and constipated.

"Li Yu. I want to sit somewhere else."

Li Yu looked indifferent, and said with a smile: "It doesn't matter, there are so many empty seats, you can sit there if you want."

"Coco, can you let go of your hand?" Peter looked helplessly at his hand on his belt.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I thought it was a seat belt, and I said it couldn't be pulled."

Peter just wanted to get up and change seats, but was dragged back by Li Yu's words.

"Look, Melissa McCrae!"

"Where? Where?" Peter's giraffe-like neck stretched out of the window, but he saw a face so familiar that he thought about it.

His hot little girlfriend grabbed his hair and said angrily, "Melissa, I'll let you, Melissa!"

Li Yu's scalp felt numb, he gasped, and subconsciously covered his head.

　All kinds of begging for new books, asking for collection, asking for recommendation, asking for investment!

　　


(End of this chapter)