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Chapter 99

Swish!
In the Spurs' training hall, Yang Ke stood outside the three-point line for shooting training, and a special trainer was picking up the ball for him under the basket.

Yang Ke was already sweating profusely, breathing rapidly, and the training clothes on his body were even more clinging to his body. Every movement he made, he could feel the sticky moist feeling from all over his body.

Swish!
Yang Ke made another three-pointer. After picking up the basketball, the trainer did not pass it to Yang Ke as before, but raised his hand to check the time.

I've been training for two hours!

Sighing in his heart, the trainer held the ball in his arms, and then said to Yang Ke: "Yang, it's time for shooting training!"

"I see, thank you!"

With sore arms stuck around his waist, Yang Ke opened his mouth wide, breathing in the air greedily, sweat dripped from his forehead, he felt very tired, but he did not forget to thank the trainer who accompanied him.

Yang Ke then bid farewell to the trainer, dragged his tired feet, and walked slowly towards the shower room in the locker room, took a quick shower, and then walked to the physical therapy room.

At this time, there was a gray-haired old man in the physiotherapy room. He was the new team doctor of the Spurs, David Schmidt.

"Here you are, lie down on that bed."

Seeing Yang Ke who knocked on the door and walked in, David Schmidt adjusted his glasses. He nodded at Yang Ke with a smile, and pointed to the small bed near the door.

"Ok."

Yang Ke said with a smile, walked a few steps to the edge of the bed, made a false jump, and sat on it easily, then he moved the seat down and vacated his feet.

Looking at the busy David Schmidt, Yang Ke's face was extremely strange. Although David Schmidt is a kind old man, he is very responsible, highly skilled and easy to talk to.

However, when he thought that the previous team doctor was Carly, Yang Ke felt that David Schmidt was a scumbag. After all, for all normal men, a beautiful woman with a hot body is more important than an old man. Much more attractive.

"Why are you sitting?"

David Schmidt turned around, holding some bottles and cans of different colors in his hand, looking at Yang Ke who was sitting on the small bed, his old face was wrinkled.

"Sorry, I'm a little off."

Seeing David Schmidt's expression, Yang Ke hurriedly said, being good-spoken doesn't mean having a good temper. He didn't dare to make David Schmidt angry.

Ten minutes later, David Schmidt finished applying the medicine to Yang Ke's ankle. Under David Schmidt's instructions, Yang Ke sat up.

Looking at his right ankle, Yang Ke unexpectedly found that the ankle was not bandaged, but the skin color was darker than other places under the application of the potion.

A trace of speculation flashed in his heart, and a smile appeared on Yang Ke's face, and he asked David Schmidt full of joy: "David, is my ankle already healed?"

"Well, your ankle is almost bare, barely meeting the requirements for playing."

David Schmidt nodded, stopped his tidying up, and said with a smile that for a doctor, an injured person recovering in his hands can make him happy and satisfied.

"Really! Thank you, David!"

Hearing that David Schmidt said that he could play again, Yang Ke, who had been idle for a while, was very excited. He jumped off the small bed excitedly, and said to David Schmidt at a very fast speed. Thanks.

Before David Schmidt could react, Yang Ke, who was too excited, rushed out of the physical therapy room and quickly ran to the second floor of the training hall, in front of Popovich's office.

Because of his excitement, Yang Ke forgot to knock on the door, pushed the door open, rushed to the desk, clapped his hands on the table, and said loudly: "Coach! Mr. David said that my injury has healed, and I can play again." Already!"

"Oh, I see it."

Sitting on the swivel chair, looking at Yang Ke who was flushed with excitement, Popovich took off his glasses and spoke calmly.

"Coach, I will play in the next game when I apply."

Popovich's calmness did not dampen Yang Ke's excitement, and he couldn't wait to say when he thought of rejoining the game.

"This is impossible."

Shaking his head, Popovich directly refused without thinking, and at the same time put the documents in his hand on the table. He had already planned the list of players for the next game.

Seeing that Popovich rejected his request, Yang Ke expressed his disappointment. He was eager to play, and he said unwillingly: "Why."

"Yang, I know you really want to play! But you have just returned from injury, and you still have to go through the confrontation in the team before you can play."

Popovich said very patiently that he is very concerned about the bodies of the players in the team, so he is destined to be very cautious in this matter.

He also has the capital to do so. The Spurs' record at the beginning of the season is very good. They have only lost two games so far, temporarily ranking second in the Western Conference, and they are not afraid of losing a few more games.

"Oh, that's all there is to it."

Yang Ke said dejectedly, since Popovich has said so, he can't say anything more, he can only hope that the time that he can't play will pass faster.

"By the way, a variety show director from HBC TV station in Huaguo contacted me, saying that he hopes you can participate in a variety show."

Seeing that Yang Ke didn't continue to ask, Popovich also breathed a sigh of relief. At this moment, he suddenly remembered the Asian who came to the door yesterday, and said to Yang Ke with a smile.

HBC TV station?Brother Jiang Gong?
As soon as he heard that it was from Huaguo HBC TV station, and he was also a variety show director, Jiang Gong's face appeared in Yang Ke's mind.

But after thinking about it, he vetoed this idea. If it was really Jiang Gong, even if he went through such an official channel, he would definitely call him.

"The director's surname is Jin."

Seeing that Yang Ke was lost in thought, Popovich recalled it, and then said again.

I'll go, Jin Haoran? !
The surname is Jin, and he is also a director who is qualified to shoot this kind of cross-border variety show. There is only one director in the whole HBC, and that is Jin Haoran, who has limited challenges.

As soon as he thought that it was Jin Haoran who came to the door, Yang Ke's face became extremely ugly in an instant. Having stayed in HBC, he had of course heard and seen Jin Haoran's power to mess people up and make troubles.

The corner of his mouth twitched, Yang Ke looked at Popovich with hope, and asked cautiously: "Coach, you should have rejected his request, right?"

"Why should I refuse?"

Popovich looked at Yang Ke curiously. From Yang Ke's expression, he could tell that Yang Ke seemed to know the variety show director he was talking about.

Hearing Popovich's tone, he should have agreed, and Yang Ke was immediately excited again: "No, we should train hard. This is the beginning of the season..."

"It's okay to relax properly. I've seen the variety show filmed by that director, um, it's okay, it meets my requirements."

Gazing at Yang Ke, Popovich said with a smile, he really hoped that his players could combine work and rest, so he would tell some jokes from time to time during training, and even organized a band for Bonner and the others. Expressed support.

"I……"

"Okay, the director is living in a hotel outside right now. I'll give you the contact information. You can contact him later to discuss it."

"No, coach, I..."

"By the way, Leonard will not play in the next game. When you go, bring him with you."

"..."

　I finished the chapter yesterday, so I went to bed first, good night.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)