super heavy artillery

Chapter 93
In this world, there is always a voice that can express those deep and unspeakable emotions.This is music.

For a person like An Luo, maybe a song can express his inner feelings better than his own words.

Fortunately, he knew it himself.

What An Luo listened to Tang Xiaoru was an English song, and he felt that English songs should be more subtle.He was afraid that he would frighten people by expressing too directly.

I knew I loved you before I met you
I think I dreamed you into life
I knew I loved you before I met you
I have been waiting all my life
There's just no rhyme or reason
Only this sense of completion
An Luo actually doesn't like English songs, but since he met Tang Xiaoru, this song has been on repeat in his player for a long time.

He lay on one side, turned his face to the other side, staring at the old buildings and people still running in the distance, not daring to turn his head to look at Tang Xiaoru.In fact, in addition to basketball, in other areas, he is a person who lacks self-confidence.

Therefore, he had no chance to know the pair of eyes behind him that were as bright as the stars in the sky.

After leaving the stadium and having breakfast together, An Luo sent Tang Xiaoru back to her apartment.

"See you later, Xiao Luo."

"Clean up slowly, I'll grab a seat for you, bye~"

Go to class and have dinner with Tang Xiaoru, go shopping and watch movies in the afternoon.Time always flies by when they are together.

The next day, when An Luo came to the training hall of Pali Stadium, there was no one there, so he had to go to the staff of the stadium to get the key by himself.

The person in charge of the key to the training hall is a little old man who is about 50 years old. He is an old UCLA man who has worked in UCLA's Paley Field for more than [-] years.Like all UCLA people, he has always been a die-hard fan of the Bruins.

Knowing An Luo's purpose, he happily opened the door.For a fan, the hard work of the players is their greatest comfort.

Next, An Luo began to warm up.For an athlete, this is a necessary process before training, which can protect the players well and greatly reduce the chance of injury.So even if you practice by yourself on weekdays, An Luo will complete the warm-up exercises as required.

Holiday didn't arrive at the arena until he shot two sets of [-]-pointers.

"Ann! Why are you so early? I thought I would be the first to arrive." Holiday was a little surprised.You know, he already came relatively early, a full hour earlier than the usual training time.Besides, the time they agreed on has not yet arrived.

"Good morning, Aaron." An Luo stopped the ball, greeted Holiday, and then explained: "I'm used to it! You don't know, when I was in high school, I got up at six every day. 06 :30 for morning reading."

"My God! This is simply unbelievable!" Holiday's head was broken: "I thought it was crazy enough that we had classes at eight o'clock, but I didn't expect that you would be so early!"

"Hehe! This is normal." An Luo pursed his lips, thinking: I haven't told you that it will be up until 10 o'clock at night!

"Unbelievable..." Holiday muttered, taking off his coat and starting to warm up.

At nine o'clock, everyone came together.Anlow, Holiday, Alex, Prince, Tony Parker, Thomas, Isaac, Bryce.Basically the team's current starting lineup and main rotation are here.

They each follow their own arrangements, or practice alone, like Tony Parker and Thomas, practicing shooting; or in two groups, like An Luo and Prince, Bryce and Isaac, practicing confrontation; Alex is practicing passing and catching with Holiday.

Training is boring.Only those who persevere are qualified to move on.

In the afternoon, they were in 4V4.An Luo, Alex, Thomas and Bryce are in one group, and Holiday, Prince, Tony Parker and Isaac are in another group.Although An Luo was strictly prohibited from using three-pointers, they still won a lot of points.

His mid-range, fadeaway jumper is equally difficult to parry.

On January 1, according to the usual practice, all players must gather in the training hall to prepare for the next day's game.

Alford still showed up at the training gym at nine.This person is like an alarm clock, always on time.

"Good morning, lads! You're all on time! I can tell you're all in good spirits, and I'm glad about that." But Alford couldn't see any joy at all. A newspaper, shaking in front of everyone, said: "This is the ranking announced two days ago. Look at the teams on it. North Carolina, which was defeated by us, ranked sixth; it was also defeated by us. Kentucky, at number nine, and tomorrow's opponent, Arizona, at number seven. What about us? Guys, those goddamn guys put us at number ten!"

"Of course, this doesn't decide anything. We've proven ourselves!" Alford folded up the newspaper, stuffed it in his pocket, and stared at the players in front of him, saying fiercely: "However, I like Do something to embarrass them. Take Arizona tomorrow, at Paley Field!"

"No problem, Steve!" An Luo shrugged. Victory has always been his pursuit.Everyone else followed suit, all eager to win.

"I believe in you! Then, let's start now!"

Alford was very satisfied with the state of his players, and then began to arrange today's training.

January 1, Parley Stadium.

The arena was already full of spectators and it was very noisy.Everyone was chatting with each other, and the atmosphere was very good.Soon, with the opening of the DJ, everyone's eyes were gathered in the player tunnel with the spotlights of the arena, and the UCLA players were about to play!

"Ladies and Gentlemen! First up is our super scorer, An~ Luo from China!"

This time, An Luo became the first player to play.He stretched out his hand, waved towards the audience, and then put his right hand behind his ear, as if listening.In an instant, the enthusiasm of tens of thousands of spectators was ignited.

"An Luo! An Luo!"

It's not the first time something like this has happened at Parley Stadium.But An Luo enjoyed it very much every time.Those Chinese students who followed Tang Xiaoru to cheer for An Luo were also shocked. So many foreigners shouted a Chinese name in unison, which I have never seen in my life.

Holiday was also the last to play.This guy, although his performance in these few games is not as eye-catching as An Luo and Alex, but he seems to always be the audience's favorite player in this arena.

This is his home field.

(End of this chapter)