NBA backer king

Chapter 103 Alliance First Tonnage
The two most famous streets in Hollywood, everyone first came to Sunset Boulevard, ready to do some shopping, and then went to the Avenue of Stars.

"Hey, that's Charles Buckle?"

"Lightning Kevin Johnson?"

"Like the Suns vs. Clippers tomorrow."

"Who's the biggest big guy, Old K? Sure enough, he's a thug for the Suns. This outfit fits his identity."

As soon as the five people got out of the car, they immediately attracted attention. Many people stopped, but few people came up to disturb them.

"What are you going to buy?"

Old Wang asked while looking around curiously.

"We are going to change our mobile phone. I heard that IBM has launched a new mobile phone with a touch screen. It is very novel and a new product. We have discussed it and plan to try it." Dan Marley said excitedly.

"The SMS service was launched last year. My big guy can't use it. I plan to change it." Kevin Johnson shook the brick phone in his hand.

Old Wang said enviously: "You all plan to change your mobile phone? Then, can you lend me two days for the one you eliminated?"

Barkley laughed loudly and said, "Old K, your contract is not too small, so you don't need to save so much?"

"Frugality is a virtue." Pharaoh said indifferently.

A few people visited the IBM store on Sunset Boulevard, and saw several millionaires from the NBA. The clerk was smiling, and the service attitude was super good. He recommended the latest product, a touch-screen mobile phone worth [-] US dollars.

This thing is much smaller than a brick. Wang Tiejun took it and squeezed it in his hand. It was not as big as his palm, and the so-called touch screen was not too big.

He looked disgusted and said: "Is this the thing? I have to sharpen my fingers to poke it."

"Puchi, haha..." Several people burst into laughter.

A few shop assistants looked at Lao Wang helplessly, and looked at the huge fingers. It seemed that they really needed to be sharpened.

In the end, Barkley and the others changed it. This is the most popular and newest mobile phone this year. Holding this thing means fashion and status.

"Brother, I'll throw this brick for you." Old Wang grabbed the Rockia brick eliminated by Kevin Johnson in his hand.

Kevin Johnson smiled helplessly: "Okay, okay, I'll give it to you."

"A brother is a brother, so can you lend me your calling card for two days?" Old Wang asked quickly.

"roll!"

Kevin Johnson laughed and scolded.

After leaving the specialty store, several people walked along the Sunset Avenue to the Avenue of Stars.

Lao Wang walked in the front with his head upright, wearing a suit and leather shoes, wearing sunglasses, and holding a mobile phone in his hand, just like the boss of the club.

Along the way, he met some Hollywood stars, and even met two on the front line.

When you come to the Avenue of Stars, there are many tourists. Tens of thousands of tourists from all over the world are received here every day, and there are nearly [-] million people in a year.

A few big men walked together, swaggering past all the way, of course it was very attractive, and it became an activity spot on the Avenue of Stars.

The sidewalks are paved with brass stars and thousands of five-pointed terrazzo, and are littered with the names of luminaries in the entertainment industry.

"This foreign girl is good, um, this one is also fine..."

Comrade Wang is not interested in seeing the names of those outstanding people, and he doesn't know them. His interest lies in admiring the beauties on this street.

"Wow, Anna May Wong's star!"

Yu Feihong finally found the star he wanted to see. This is the first Chinese woman who left her name on the Avenue of Stars.

"Well, this girl seems to be pretty good too, she's quite temperamental, is she a Chinese?"

At this time, a man's murmur sounded next to him, speaking in Tianjin dialect, and she looked back curiously...

"Ok?"

I only see the chest, where's the head?
"so high?!"

She quickly looked up, and couldn't help opening her mouth wide.

"Hey, you are not Chinese?"

When Lao Wang heard this, the BJ accent was quite upright and kind. He quickly took off his sunglasses, stepped up and shouted: "Hey, are you a BJ chick?"

"No, I study in BJ. Are you from Tianjin?"

Yu Feihong took two steps back, one was an instinctive safety reaction, and the other was that he felt that the pressure from the giant was too great, so he had to back up, and it was too much work to raise his head and talk to the giant.

"I'm from Cangzhou, Hebei, only [-] kilometers away from Tianjin, and I have the same accent." Old Wang said happily.

"Old K, have you met a fellow villager?"

Buckley heard Wang Tiejun speak Chinese with an Asian girl, and asked not far away.

"Yes, my fellow countrymen, you go first and wait for me in front, I will come over after a few words." Wang Tiejun said hurriedly.

"No hurry, we are waiting for you in front." Kevin Johnson said.

"your friend?"

Glancing at the four of Barkley who left, Yu Feihong asked casually.

"Yes, I played basketball with them."

Lao Wang squatted down while talking, he felt that it would take a lot of time to lower his head and talk to this chick.

"basketball?"

Basketball has little influence in China, and football is the most popular. She rarely sees basketball games broadcast on TV.

She saw Wang Tiejun squatting down, and she, who was very manly, also squatted down, and they chatted on the Avenue of Stars.

"My name is Wang Tiejun, you can call me Old Wang, what's your name?" Old Wang asked.

"My surname is Yu, an actor, and I'm here to make a movie." Yu Feihong said.

"So you're a movie star, so I'll call you Old Yu." Old Wang said.

Yu Feihong rolled his pretty eyes, and said angrily, "I'm 71 years old, am I very old? You can call me Brother Fei, my classmates call me Brother Fei."

Old Wang quickly changed his words: "That's called lesser. My 70-year-old is one year older than you. How can I call you brother?"

He lied about his age, being older than this girl, he had a little psychological advantage.

Yu Feihong asked: "Then what about you, did you come here to play temporarily, or did you study abroad?"

"Me, I will play here for a long time in the future. This time I came to Los Angeles to play. Does the NBA know that I play in this league. This is a commercial professional league and it is very famous in the United States." Lao Wang said.

"NBA?"

Yu Feihong muttered for a while, then shook his head, not impressed.

In fact, CCTV Five has occasionally broadcast some NBA highlights and All-Star clips in the past two years, but for an actor who doesn't care about sports, this is a completely unfamiliar word. She never watches CCTV Five.

She added: "But I will come to study abroad next year or in the second half of this year, at the University of Southern California."

"Oh, then should we leave a contact information? I have been here for more than half a year, and I have never had any friends from China." Old Wang said.

Yu Feihong glanced at the brick that Lao Wang was holding in his hand, and said with a smile: "Old Wang, it seems that you are quite rich? BP machines are generally used in China now."

Old Wang said without any embarrassment: "No, I picked someone else up. My teammate just got a new phone. I don't have a phone myself. I'm going back to Phoenix to get a phone card. By the way, my team is in Phoenix, and I spend half of the season there."

"Oh."

Yu Feihong nodded. She was still a little worried about encountering some bad guys, but seeing Lao Wang's appearance, he didn't seem like a bad guy, so she put down her guard, but she still didn't say her name.

She didn't have any personal contact information in the United States, and only wrote down the phone number in Lao Wang's rented house.

"Do you want to watch our game tomorrow? I'll prepare a ticket for you." Old Wang asked.

"I'm afraid not. I want to read the script tonight." Yu Feihong had no interest in basketball, so he declined.

The two chatted on the Avenue of Stars for more than ten minutes. They met by chance and couldn't talk deeply. They soon went their separate ways and waved goodbye.

……

In a certain dormitory at the University of California, Los Angeles, Ma Jianzheng was packing his luggage with a dejected and bewildered expression.

His sports school education was not recognized by the school, and he could not get a scholarship. Without a scholarship, he could not support the cost of studying here. Moreover, his English is not good enough to communicate smoothly, so he had to choose to leave.

Abandoning everything in the country, even the status of the national team, now that he has done this, he wants to die.

"Old K? Alas!"

Thinking of Wang Tiejun, who is from Hebei and was born in the HEB provincial team like him, has become famous in the NBA, and he has no chance to play in the NCAA. This huge gap makes him feel like vomiting blood.

Carrying the bag and suitcase, he sadly opened the door of the dormitory, and looked back at the dormitory, the road ahead is boundless!

"bell!"

As the door was closing, the phone in the living room rang suddenly. He thought for a while, put down his luggage, went in and picked up the receiver.

"Hello, this is the 1805 dormitory, who are you looking for?" He stammered.

"Hello, I'm looking for Ma Jian, is he there?" There was a middle-aged man on the other end of the phone.

"Looking for me? I'm Ma Jian, are you?" He asked quickly.

"Are you a horse? Great, I'm Rick Majors, we've contacted." The other party said.

"Rick?" He didn't quite understand.

"Yes, Rick Majors." The other party slowed down, as if he knew his English was not good.

"Oh, Coach Majors, hello..." He remembered that this was the head coach of the University of Utah, and the two did speak on the phone.

"Ma Jian, I already know about you, now I have an opportunity, would you like to try?" Majors said slowly.

Ma Jian's English is not as good as Wang Tiejun's when he came to the United States. He only understood a few words, and asked several times in a nervous mood before he understood what the other party meant, and he immediately became happy.

After repeated communication, he realized that the head coach of the university had introduced him to play in a small college in a local community in Utah. If his strength reached the standard of the University of Utah in the future, he would have the opportunity to join the University of Utah.

He had no other way out, so of course he agreed.

After hanging up the phone, his heart floating in the air finally fell to the ground. Although he couldn't directly enter the NCAA, he finally had a chance.

"bell!"

At this time, the phone rang again.

"Hello...Ma Jian, that's me." He picked up the phone, and another person was looking for him. Could it be that another university head coach was looking for him?

"You are Ma Jian, and I am Wang Tiejun. It turns out that he is from the HEB provincial team..." Wang Tiejun shouted on the opposite side.

"what?"

Ma Jian did not expect to receive a call from Wang Tiejun.

Although the two were both from the HEB provincial team, they didn't know each other. Why did the other party call him?How did you find this number?
Over there, Wang Tiejun yelled to himself: "I called your school several times, and I found the Bruins team to get your dormitory number, but I heard that you dropped out of school? Why do you want to go back to China?"

"That's what happened..." Ma Jian explained.

"Oh, why don't you just join the NBA?" Old Wang shouted.

"..."

Ma Jian really wants to slap Lao Wang in the face. Is the NBA so easy to advance?Do you think everyone has your luck?

"Want to come out and chat? I'm on the Avenue of Stars right now, that's the one..." Old Wang said.

"Oh, forget it, I'm quite far away from there, let's talk about it later when I have a chance."

Ma Jian didn't want to go, the difference in the circumstances of the two was too great, a junior who had never met in the provincial team was now the main center of the Suns with the number one record in the NBA, and his side?It was embarrassing to meet.

"That's fine, that's it."

Lao Wang heard that Ma Jian had no enthusiasm for chatting, so he had no choice but to hang up the phone.

That night, the system suddenly added a reward of 100 points, saying that David Robinson had a truce.

November 2th, game day.

This morning, Wang Tiejun completed four systematic trainings.

It has been two months since I resumed regular basketball training. It was still very difficult in the past, but now I have adapted a lot.

Of the four exercises, only strength training consumes the most energy, while the other three exercises consume less energy. Flexibility training is the most painful, while coordination and low-position training are the easiest.

At noon, the Suns were having lunch, and the league announced the November player of the month and rookie of the month, as well as the MVP rankings and rookie rankings through ESPN TV.

Jordan won the best of the month and first in the MVP rankings in November, and O'Neal won the best rookie of the month and first in the rookie rankings.

Wang Tiejun took a look at his ranking. He played for a month, and his current average per game is 37 minutes, 16.5 points, 8.5 rebounds, 1.3 assists, 0.2 steals, 1.3 blocks, 3 turnovers, and 3.6 fouls. The rookie ranks 6th, and he has advanced 6 places, and his rise is rapid.

"Old K, not bad, work harder next month, get rid of the previous few and reach the top three." Barkley encouraged.

"Old K, O'Neal and Mourning are a bit fierce. These two guys are competing for the fourth super center, but Laettner, you still have a chance to catch up."

Kevin Johnson also encouraged.

Old Wang smiled and said: "Don't worry, I will."

Dan Marley said: "O'Neal is really too strong. His rookie season performance is no less than the rookie season data of the three super centers. His talent is too strong, and Mourning's competitiveness is not enough. His height is fatal."

"O'Neill is a pervert!" Pharaoh blurted out.

After everyone laughed, Barkley said with a smile: "Some media have listed O'Neal as the fourth-largest super center. This big guy is indeed super-talented and historically powerful.

I think his talent has even surpassed the three super centers, because with his tonnage, he can still maintain the athletic ability of the three super centers, which is really terrifying. "

Everyone couldn't help but nodded. They couldn't deny this even if they wanted to deny it. It was really a visible talent, and all the qualities were full.

"We're going to play Magic before the All-Star, old K, and try to score another 20+10 on his head." Kevin Johnson said.

Scratching his forehead, Old Wang said solemnly: "Beating him, I think it is harder than beating Dameng and David Robinson.

His agility, strength, and confrontation ability are all inferior to Dameng, and his speed is not slower than Robinson. I heard that he is gaining weight. If the tonnage is larger, his explosive quality is even far superior to the three super centers. With my current strength, it is difficult to beat him at the basket. "

Barkley nodded and said: "You can score 20 points on Dameng and Admiral because you took more shots, and then your confrontation ability suppressed them.

Playing against O'Neal, if you keep the same shots, it will be really difficult to get 20+ again.

He restrains you more, he is too big at the basket, and his bounce is comparable to a top outside line. You may be blocked by him when you shoot at the basket, and the hook may be better. "

"Old K, has your tonnage reached 123 kilograms now?" asked Aron Nelson, the chief trainer.

"Yes." Old Wang said.

Nodding his head, Nelson told head coach Paul Westphal: "Old K's training is good. In the case of weight gain, his athletic ability has not declined, but has increased.

But what I worry about is how fierce his confrontation can be, and his body fat percentage is a bit low, so he is easy to get injured. "

"Not afraid."

Lao Wang immediately said: "I have practiced Iron Mountain since I was a child, and I am not afraid of confrontation. I told you."

Barkley smiled and said: "I said before that I want to learn from you, but you said that there is no medicinal oil, can I do it now?"

"Okay, one day you go to my house, and I will teach you."

Old Wang laughed, and wanted to suffer, can I help you?

In the afternoon, the Suns came to the Clippers' home arena.

Of course, the current home court of the Clippers is not the Staples Center. That arena will not be built until 99, and it may not even be imagined now.

The Clippers' home court this year moved from the Memorial Arena near the University of Southern California to the Toyota Center in Anaheim. This is for the owner to save costs, because at the Toyota Center, he can share the rent with another professional team.

Anaheim is 28 miles southeast of Los Angeles. The team took a bus and entered the arena at four o'clock.

"Old K, when facing an opponent with a large tonnage and strength, don't use a hard top when defending. That way your physical energy will be consumed too much, so be smarter. Your height and wingspan are too advantageous, but now you don't take advantage of this advantage at all. Your average blocks per game are just over one, and you can do better. Oliver, you attack and defend, old K, you see how I defend him now."

After warming up, Barkley began to point out Wang Tiejun's defensive skills.

"Bang bang..."

Oliver Miller began to dribble back and hit Barkley, and kept arching towards the basket.

Barkley did not die like Wang Tiejun. While retreating slowly in small steps, he kept using small movements to interfere with Miller and disrupt his rhythm.

At this time, the attack was about to run out in three seconds, Miller took off and shot, Barkley took off to block, and slapped the former's throw to the cap.

Barkley shouted to Wang Tiejun: "See? You put him in. He is limited by the attack time and must shoot as soon as possible, so that you can be more prepared to defend. Let's do it again, old K, take care."

This time, Barkley let Miller in, but when the latter came in, he suddenly increased his confrontational intensity, went up again, and disrupted Miller's rhythm with a stealing action, forcing him to make a hasty shot. Barkley took off to block the block.

"Did you see it? There must be a rhythm in offense, and a rhythm in defense. Only by forcing the opponent into your rhythm can you take the initiative in defense."

Barkley said to Wang Tiejun.

Miller was so jealous, a superstar taught a rookie hand in hand, why didn't he get this kind of treatment?

He originally wanted to leave the Suns, but his agent stopped him and asked him to at least finish his rookie season with the Suns, because he can still get a lot of playing time in the Suns. If he leaves here, it will be difficult for a rookie who was traded in a rookie season to be valued by other teams.

Now he still has a problem, he can't control his mouth, the tonnage is getting bigger and bigger, and his mobility is getting weaker and weaker.

Simply put, he is now the number one tonnage in the league.

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(End of this chapter)