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Chapter 1 San Antonio

"Sir, sir."

In the endless darkness, Nuo Nuo's voice came from afar. At this moment, a ray of sunlight broke through the darkness, and then shone on Yang Ke who closed his eyes tightly.

The tingling sensation caused Yang Ke to open his eyes, and looked around in a daze. The rows of chairs were already empty. After trying to recall, Yang Ke remembered that he was on a plane heading to the United States. superior.

It seems that he has arrived in San Antonio, and it seems that he is the only one who hasn't got off the plane yet.

While Yang Ke was thinking, his arms were propped on the pole, and his palms were subconsciously placed on his forehead. There was a trace of moistness on his hands, but his head was already covered in cold sweat.

"Sir, are you having a nightmare?"

Nuo Nuo's voice came again, and then a showy hand held a piece of wet paper and passed it into his field of vision.

Yang Ke looked up and found that it was the flight attendant on the plane, and was looking at him with a smile on his face, but there was a trace of irritability in those eyes.

Yang Ke smiled in embarrassment, put his hand down from his forehead, then reached out to take the wet paper, and said at the same time: "Thank you, it's really troublesome."

The long-term professionalism allowed the flight attendant to forcefully suppress the unhappiness in her heart. She kept a smile on her face, put her hands back in front of her, and said softly, "Sir, the plane has arrived in San Antonio."

Holding the wet paper, Yang Ke didn't try to wipe the cold sweat off his head immediately. Instead, he put on his seat belt, stood up from his seat, and bowed to the flight attendant in apologetic salute: "Sorry, I'm going down now."

The polite expression made the flight attendant's impression of Yang Ke a lot better, and the irritability in his eyes disappeared a lot.With a smile from the heart on his face, he nodded to Yang Ke, then turned and left.

Shortly after 2011:6 pm on June 1, [-], San Antonio, Texas, USA.

Yang Ke walked out of the airport alone with his travel bag on his back, with a smile on his face, and his eyes kept searching among the few people who picked up the airport until he found a white man holding "yangke" high.

After a pause, Yang Ke walked up to the white man, smiled and said to the white man, "Mr. Mike, I am Yang Ke."

"Oh man, welcome to San Antonio."

Mike smiled, meeting Yang Ke for the first time left him a good impression, folded the paper in his hand and put it back in the file bag, then patted Yang Ke on the shoulder and pointed to him and said: "Go, I'll be there Talk over there."

Yang Ke nodded with a smile, and immediately followed behind Mike, listening attentively to his words.

"I'll take you to a hotel later, have a good night's rest, and adjust your physical condition. At seven in the morning, you go to the sports center to check the player's attributes, and then go to the Spurs' AT&T center arena to participate in the Spurs' game against you." individual trial training."

Having said that, Mike paused and looked at Yang Ke curiously. The Spurs sent out trial training invitations to the rookies participating in the draft and most of the free agents.It's just that Yang Ke came too early, and Yang Ke was the first rookie he had seen without an agent. After thinking about it, he said: "If you can't find the way, you can call me .”

While Mike was talking, Yang Ke had already taken out a small book from his pocket and recorded it slowly, after writing the time accurately.Yang Ke put the notebook back and thanked with a smile: "Okay, thank you!"

What a polite young man, Mike looked at Yang Ke with satisfaction, he was very happy with the opposite attitude from the young people around him, so he decided to reveal to Yang Ke about tomorrow's trial training arrangement: "Tomorrow is the first day of the new season for the Spurs. A gathering, the players and the coaching staff will all be there, but the board of directors will not come because they trust Popovich too much."

As soon as Yang Ke heard that tomorrow was the meeting time for the Spurs, he felt a little worried. Due to personal reasons, he was a day earlier than the earliest trial training time he was notified.Although he had explained it to the team before, he didn't expect that tomorrow would be like this, so he asked, "Will it affect me if I go tomorrow?"

Generally, teams don't accept trial training when they first gather, but who makes the Spurs different, and who makes the Spurs' coaching staff so special.

"Not at all. On the contrary, you are likely to get a lot of room to play."

Mike smiled and explained to Yang Ke that as a Spurs staff member, he still had a certain understanding of Popovich's way of doing things.

Yang Ke was taken aback when he heard the words, but he didn't quite understand it, but it sounded like a good thing, and then quickly thanked Mike: "Thank you very much, I will definitely perform well tomorrow."

Mike stretched out his hand and patted Yang Ke's shoulder, smiled and blessed: "Come on, young man, I hope to see you in the Spurs in the new season!"

Then Mike took Yang Ke to a hotel. Because the hotel and the Spurs are in a cooperative relationship, the accommodation fee for a single room is very cheap.After chatting with Yang Ke for a few more words, Mike took the initiative to leave. He still has a job.

Yang Ke went upstairs with the key alone, and when he saw other guests staying in the same room along the way, he nodded politely, which made all the white guests very surprised.Opening his own room, Yang Ke lay down on the bed after washing up, and fell asleep with a little exhaustion. Tomorrow is a very important moment, and he must ensure that he will be in 100% condition tomorrow.

At six o'clock in the morning, the hazy sun emerged from the east, and the peaceful city of San Antonio began to operate slowly.At the same time in the room, Yang Ke who was lying on the bed opened his eyes naturally, and got up without any struggle.

After spending some time tidying up, Yang Ke went downstairs and had breakfast in the hotel. After checking the time at 06:30, he put on his backpack and walked out of the hotel.

Yang Ke took a taxi and asked the driver to take him to the San Antonio City Stadium. The driver was a black guy. Hearing what he said, he looked him up and down and asked curiously, "What are you doing there?"

"Participate in the physical examination."

Yang Ke replied calmly, although he had passed the physical examination in Asia, it seemed that the Spurs did not believe in requiring him to undergo another physical examination.

Hearing that the black boy glanced at Yang Ke in surprise from the rearview mirror, his expression of surprise was not concealed, perhaps because he was surprised at Yang Ke's English level, or more likely because he was surprised that an Asian came to participate in the physical examination.

But even though he was very surprised, the black guy didn't say anything. Instead, he cheered Yang Ke up when he arrived at the destination. As for actual support such as reducing travel expenses, it was impossible.

After Yang Ke got out of the car and walked into the gymnasium, the old scout of the Spurs also appeared in the gymnasium, holding a document in his hand, looked down at the document with his head down and frowning, then looked up at Yang Ke, Opening his mouth and asking a question: "Hey, lad, what are you good at on the court?"

Putting his hands on his straps, Yang Ke looked at the old scout with a smile: "Spot shooting and defense."

The old scout took a look at Yang Ke, and the data showed that this Asian boy was extremely good in some aspects of his physical test, but his data in the college league was not good, and it was the college league in Huaguo.

Although such an old scout did not give Yang Ke a bad face, you must know that the Spurs are a team that advocates team basketball, and the statistics are not very important.

"Well, let's start the physical test!"

After speaking, the old scout turned around and took Yang Ke to the front of the instruments. The first thing to measure was the height. Hearing the data popped out of the tester's mouth, the bare feet were 187cm.

The old scout frowned subconsciously. Not only was this height considered relatively short among guards, but the following data were reported one by one.The eyebrows of the old scout were loosened, and it was the same as the data on the data, so maybe those data may also be true?
"Weight, 79kj, wingspan 198cm!"

In the eyes of old scouts, the most basic physical measurement data is not outstanding. Yang Ke may be the best among Asians, but this has just reached the average of NBA players, but this cannot conceal the amazing data behind Yang Ke .

"Body fat 6.4, bench press 158 kg, vertical jump 100 cm, 10.3 meters: 3 seconds, 4/3.1 field sprint: [-] seconds."

Sure enough, it is the same as the data, even faster... The starting speed is faster than Ross, and so on...

Thinking about it, the old scout took out the iPad from his bag, logged on to the NBA's internal official website, and got the fastest speed in the league from it.Compared with Yang Ke's data in his hand, his eyes lit up and his heart rejoiced. This is a treasure, and Yang Ke's speed is already the fastest in the league.

Taking the towel from the tester politely, Yang Ke put it on his shoulders, then walked to the old scout, and asked with a smile: "Sir, is my physical test okay?"

"My name is Lancelot. Your body is very good. Under the mediocre surface, there is a huge explosive power hidden, and the speed is very fast. It is a bit thin, and you will suffer a lot in physical confrontation."

Lancelot slowly put away the iPad, pretending to be calm and nodded to Yang Ke. Although he knew very well that physical fitness is very important in the NBA, he was not the only one, but this did not hinder his respect for Yang Ke. look good.

Yang Ke smiled calmly and did not speak. Lancelot took the initiative to introduce himself, explaining that he had been recognized by him to some extent.This is good news.

(End of this chapter)