The three-point line is really too close

Chapter 11 "Rookie, welcome to my team."

Many people may think that Kobe is like a cold killer, so he should act silently.

But in fact, Kobe is not bad at words. Zhang Bolong once watched a video of him and Irving playing heads-up in the US team, and his mouth was as broken as if he came out of Deyun Club.

Likewise, he was notorious for his trash talk.

"21 to 5, this bullfight was even easier than my morning shootaround."

Kobe defeated Zhang Bolong without any suspense.

"But you are proud enough. It's not bad to have two goals. You have my approval."

Bryant shrugged, walked to the sidelines, grabbed a bottle of sports drink and drank it.

On the other side, Zhang Bolong's whole body has been washed with sweat.

He also took off the heavy jersey and threw it aside, revealing a tight six-pack and well-developed pectoralis major.

"Snapped!"

This is the sound of the jersey falling to the ground, and the sweat feels heavy.

However, despite losing the heads-up, he looked happier than Kobe.

One is because the huge gap in strength is in front of us, losing to Kobe is not unacceptable,
Even looking at today's league, probably no one can say that he is sure to win against Kobe in 1V1.

As for the joy, it was because Zhang Bolong discovered that under Kobe's defense, the proficiency bonus brought by his long-range shots was even more significant!

By the time he hits the fourth ball, his long-range shooting ability has improved from 81 points to 82 points.

"The better the defense, the greater the improvement in shooting." Zhang Bolong murmured.

This is reasonable. After all, the stronger the defense, the more difficult it is to shoot, and the greater the improvement.

Thinking of this, when he looked at Kobe again, his eyes changed a lot.

This is an experience baby!
In today's league, is there any perimeter player whose defense is better than Kobe's?

Qiao Shen retired, the "glove" is old, it can be said that Kobe is TOP1.

"Hey."

"What?" Kobe put down the kettle and looked over.

"Are you still coming?"

"Huh? Are you okay?"

Kobe looked up and down Zhang Bolong suspiciously.

To be honest, the confrontation he gave this rookie is already beyond the norm. If some actions are played in a game with strict whistleblowing, it is very likely that he will be sentenced to a foul.

Looking at Zhang Bolong's blue and purple upper body, Kobe's attitude changed again.

"Man, how can you say you can't do it?"

Zhang Bolong rubbed his chest with a smile, and stood on the court again.

The reason why he can resist so much is thanks to his good body.

Although the negative impact of the Achilles tendon has not been eliminated, the muscles of the whole body can never be faked.

Now he is very patient.

……

nine in the morning.

Many people have gathered in the Staples training hall.

There are players, there are coaches, and there are team members.

"Xie Te, has any of you seen the car of that Chinese rookie?"

Two big black men wearing Lakers jerseys walked into the arena with disgruntled expressions on their faces.

"Hey, Lamar, Ronnie, what's going on?" the little boy Sasha Vujacic asked.

"Ronnie and I made a special trip to buy two large buckets of popcorn. You know, this is the baptism that newcomers must go through."

"Little Shark" Bynum and Brian Cook on the side nodded again and again.

Especially Bynum, as if he remembered some tragic past that he couldn't bear to look back on.

He was 17 the year he was drafted, and he was a kid!

Even so, he didn't escape the hands of these veterans.

The NBA has unwritten unspoken rules for rookies.

That is to serve the old players and be teased by the old players.

No matter how big a rookie you are, you must also follow the principle of "the dragon must be coiled, and the tiger must be lying down".

Jazz new core Mitchell once helped old player Rubio rub his feet;
The successor of the 13th overall shooting guard, Devin Booker, has a new car filled with foam plastic;

Fan Qiaodan, the car was covered with colorful post-it notes;
Griffin, who was the No. [-] pick, was forced to carry a female-style children's schoolbag;
Even Lao Zhan, who came here as the "chosen son", not only has to bring donuts to his teammates before each training, but also has to help the boss Ricky Davis lift the shoes after the training.

Of course, what happened in the future is a story.

anyway,

Odom with a simple and honest appearance is still cursing:

"But God, we've scoured the lot and can't find a new car. Did he call a taxi?"

After speaking, he realized that everyone around him was staring at the court.

Including the head coach of the team, who is looking at the "Zen Master" on the field with approval, Phil Jackson.

"That yellow-skinned person is..."

……

The floor has been mopped twice, otherwise it would be dangerous because of sweat and slippery.

middle of the pitch,

Zhang Bolong holds the ball, sideways,

First, I made a tentative step of back hitting,
Then, he turned around silkily, his back facing Kobe who was already panting, squatting with both legs, and quickly transported the ball from under his legs to the other side with his right hand.

When the ball is in the hand, the person has changed positions, and the whole process is as smooth as flowing water without any stagnation, and it is directly a pull-up jump shot!

"Boom!"

Hit the board three-pointer!

"handsome!"

"Oh ho! Fifth!"

"It's the fifth in the third game, and this guy is also a monster."

"Even Kobe is tired, but he seems... still has strength?"

"Is this still a yellow race?"

"Actually, it's normal. Kobe underwent surgery during the off-season."

"But he seems to have broken his Achilles tendon not long ago..."

"...Is this still a human??"

There was a commotion at the scene, and the young Shark couldn't help shouting out, cheering for the two on the sidelines.

This three-pointer was Zhang Bolong's No. 20 three-pointer in the four games this morning.

But he clearly felt that the improvement brought by these twenty balls was greater than the hundreds of three-pointers in the past.

When the three-pointer fell into the net by luck, he smiled and raised his slightly sore arm, wiping the sweat dripping from his forehead.

Kobe on the opposite side, with a stern face, walked up to Zhang Bolong.

Then, he grinned in a rare way, and stretched out his big hand:
"Rookie, welcome to my team."

"It's our team."

Zhang Bolong held his hand with a smile, and there was applause from around him.

This is an admission from the Lakers team,

Not only his ball skills and three-pointers,
And his fighting spirit and spirit of stalking Kobe all morning,
And, the bruises all over the muscular upper body...

"Wait a moment!"

Odom on the side clapped half his hands, and suddenly said:

"Rookie, I mean, Long, I want to know, where the hell is your car parked?"

"Huh? My car is at the gate of the parking lot."

"You mean that broken motorcycle? WTF!"

"Where is the new one broken... It feels so good to go for a ride on the motorcycle, okay, have you ever seen Los Angeles at six o'clock in the morning?"

Odom was at a loss for words. He came out of the nightclub at four or five o'clock in the morning, and went home to sleep at six o'clock.

"Okay, Long, you win, Shet, the security guard in the parking lot won't ride this thing to work..."

Is it a motorcycle?

Kobe looked at Zhang Bolong's indifferent expression, wondering what he was thinking.

　The book has been submitted for signing, and everyone can invest in it.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)