Basketball boy, starting to shine from the slam dunk

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UCLA, practice arena.

There were only two people in the huge arena, Zhuang Yu and Anderson.

The team stopped daily training after losing to the University of Kansas, but the players were not prohibited from training on their own.

Even in the offseason, some ambitious players will participate in some training camps or hire trainers to make targeted improvements.

Zhuang Yu had no money to hire a trainer. It was not yet summer vacation or time to attend training camp, so he trained with Anderson every day.

Different from before.

Zhuang Yu used to train, and Anderson acted as a trainer, passing the ball to Zhuang Yu. Then when Anderson trained, Zhuang Yu passed the ball to him and exchanged it.

Now there is one more event between the two, and that is sparring.

"8:0." Zhuang Yu stood on the three-point line. The sparring between the two was also counting. Zhuang Yu had already scored 8 goals in a row.

"Hmph, it's only 8:0. As long as I guard against one, I will soon catch up and overtake." Anderson said unconvinced.

Zhuang Yu smiled and started suddenly.

"left."

Anderson accurately judged Zhuang Yu's breakthrough direction.

He quickly retreated instead of moving sideways, because his speed was not as fast as Zhuang Yu. Even if he moved sideways, he would not have time to get in position first, so he had to retreat.

Fortunately, he is taller than Zhuang Yu and has an excellent wingspan. Even if retreating will widen the distance between him and Zhuang Yu, he will not lose his defense.

"The response is pretty quick."

Zhuang Yu chuckled, and suddenly he reversed his crotch, and the basketball bounced off the floor and fell into his right hand. He quickly stepped back and pulled the ball back.

At the same time, Zhuang Yu retracted his left foot and quickly bent his knees. At the same time, he stretched his left hand towards the basketball, preparing for a jump shot. Anderson subconsciously stepped up his feet and raised one hand, thinking that Zhuang Yu was going to shoot and preparing to block the shot.

However, this was just a fake move. Zhuang Yu immediately smacked the ball forward, stepped out with his right foot, tilted his body to the right, swung his left hand, and accelerated to break through from the right.

"Damn it." Anderson was annoyed and turned around quickly, but it was too late.

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Swish!

Zhuang Yu made a layup and said with a smile: "It's 9:0."

With a dark face, Anderson picked up the basketball and threw it to Zhuang Yu: "There's another one."

During this period of sparring with Zhuang Yu, Anderson was often beaten up by Zhuang Yu, and his mentality exploded. He still hasn't adapted to it yet.

In fact, when Zhuang Yu first practiced with Anderson every day, he invited Anderson to sparring, but Anderson refused.

He is not stupid. He knows that Zhuang Yu is fast, accurate in shooting, and steady in ball control. As a forward, he is still a slow one. Isn't it obvious that he will suffer a disadvantage?

So he refused directly.

Later, Zhuang Yu didn't force it. After all, he wasn't strong enough at that time. Although he had a speed advantage when beating Anderson, Anderson also had height and strength advantages when beating him. He would also feel uncomfortable, and it was not necessarily a sure win.

Of course, this time and that time.

When they first joined the team, if Zhuang Yu and Anderson were dueled one-on-one, they would not necessarily win, but now when the two of them duel Zhuang Yu, they will win more and lose less.

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"The last one, here I come." Zhuang Yu said with a smile. Just as he was about to attack, the sound of footsteps came.

The two subconsciously turned their heads to look, only to see it was Lamb.

Lamb grinned and said, "I just went to the dormitory to find that you were not there. I knew from a guess that you two must be here."

Zhuang Yu asked: "Is something wrong?"

Lamb replied: "Drew II asked me to call you. He will treat you tonight. Don't forget it."

Drew II said this two days ago.

Time flies like water, and months pass by without realizing it. It's now early June, the NBA draft is coming soon, and Drew II will also leave the team.

Today is his treat, inviting everyone to dinner as a farewell.

"Don't worry, we remember." Zhuang Yu responded, looked at the time hanging on the wall, and simply threw the ball to Anderson, "Forget it, that's it for today's training. Lamb, give Drew a call. Second, just tell us that we will be at the school gate in half an hour."

Lamb agreed and took out his cell phone to make a call.

But Anderson quit: "Don't, it's only 9:0, there's still one left to go. I will definitely be able to guard against this ball, and then I will beat you 10:0."

Hearing this, Lamb burst out laughing. Anderson glared at him fiercely, looked at Zhuang Yu and said, "No, we have to finish this round."

"Why bother?" Zhuang Yu shrugged his shoulders, thinking that I'm saving you face, but you don't want this. He waved to Anderson, and Anderson passed the ball to Zhuang Yu. Before Anderson could make the next move, Zhuang Yu shot directly.

Uh......

Anderson froze in place, thinking that I haven't started to defend yet, and then heard a "swish" sound, the ball was scored.

He glared at Zhuang Yu angrily, "You don't have martial ethics."

"Okay, let's go quickly." Zhuang Yu shouted and pointed to the sideline at his feet. Anderson suddenly became silent.

The ball that Zhuang Yu just played was outside the sideline, and it was not the bottom corner sideline, but the sideline at an angle of almost 30 degrees, which was a super long three-pointer.

Having invested all this, what else is there to say?

......

Half an hour later, a group of people gathered at the school gate.

A Dodge Charger stopped at the school gate. Drew II rolled down the window and whistled to Zhuang Yu, Anderson and Lamb: "Get in."

The three of them got into the car. Zhuang Yu looked at the interior of the car and joked: "It's a new car. You haven't participated in the draft yet, so you can buy a car?"

Anderson and Lamb also looked envious.

Drew II smiled and said, "My dad bought it for me."

Oh......

The three of them suddenly realized that they almost forgot that Drew II was a second-generation star. His father was the head coach of an NBA team. Isn't buying a car just a joke?

This Dodge Charger is considered one of the representatives of American muscle cars, and the Drew II is the Mopar version, using a 5.7-liter V8 engine. The roar of the engine when it starts, and the sudden push-back feeling. , left a deep impression on Zhuang Yu.

We drove all the way to the reserved restaurant.

Powell, Latvis, Parker and others have arrived.

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A group of people entered the restaurant and arrived at a huge room on the second floor. After a dozen people sat down, the waiter began to serve the food.

It was a pure Western-style banquet with exquisite dishes. After all, Drew II was not only a second-generation star, but also a second-generation rich man who was willing to spend money.

But as for the taste, Zhuang Yu thought it was just so-so.

"Come." Drew II took the lead and picked up the wine glass, "Let's have a drink together and celebrate our college years."

"Here's to our college days." Carl Johnson, John Coster, and Joshua Smith were the most positive.

Among these three, Carl Johnson and John Coster are about to graduate as seniors, and Joshua Smith is about to participate in the draft.

For them, college is over.

Zhuang Yu, Anderson, Lamb and others also raised their glasses to pay tribute to the passing time and the days when we competed together on the field...