The best shooting guard in basketball

Chapter 5 Perfect Body Measurement Data

"I don't seem to have an agent"

Scratching his head, Wu He looked a little embarrassed. After coming to the United States, apart from getting acquainted with Nance, he only participated in today's rookie joint trial training. He didn't care about the agent at all.

"Hahaha, you are really professional, you don't even have an agent." Hearing what Wu He said, Mudiay couldn't help laughing, and while laughing, he said, "It seems that you didn't think you would have a chance to try out, so you didn't prepare an agent at all!"

It seems that this Asian is quite self-aware.

"I'm going to participate in the body side, you are here to tangle with the manager's problem." After saying this, Mudiay swept away the haze of being singled out before.

So what if you lose the duel?From now on, people will only say that someone beat me in heads-up, not who I lost to!

Mudiay thought to himself, after leaving the stadium, Serena wanted to go up for an interview, but was rejected by the security around Mudiay.

"As a player with the ability to enter the NBA, I think you should sign with a professional agent." Rex said with some regret, then remembered something, took out his cell phone, and made a call.

"Please wait a moment." After hanging up the phone, Rex said something to Wu He.

At the same time, Mudiay has completed his own static data body.

While waiting for the person on the other end of the phone to come, Rex also glanced at Mudiay's physical measurement data.

"Height: 1 meters!"

"Weight: 91 kg!"

"Armspan: 203 cm!"

"Standing and touching height: 2 meters 54!"

Nodding his head, Rex folded the data sheet together. Maybe Mudiay is an excellent player, but he will not be the player he recommends.

"Michael, then wait for a while, I'm going to participate in the body side." After waiting for a while, Xiao Nance also received the invitation from the body side, bid farewell to Wu He, and trotted to the body side.

"Hi, Rex." A moment later, a middle-aged man in casual clothes walked into the arena and walked to Rex's side: "I heard that you have spotted a potential rookie and want to sign with me?"

"Yes, Pelinka, my brother." Rex hugged the middle-aged man, then pointed to Wu He: "This is Michael Wu, the rookie I told you who wants to sign an agent."

"Oh, Michael Wu, Chinese?" Pelinka glanced at Wu He, and Pelinka was obviously a little surprised. In his impression, although Rex hadn't picked a perfect rookie for several years, he would not choose rashly. How did he choose an Asian rookie this time?

"Yes, I am Chinese." Wu He said, holding out his hand: "Nice to meet you, Mr. Pelinka."

"Nice to meet you." While shaking hands with Wu He, Pelinka looked at Rex: "You want me to sign him? This Chinese kid?"

"You have to know what level of players I have." Pelinka said, and then stretched out a finger: "Avery Bradley."

Stretching out another finger, Pelinka continued: "Andre Iguodala."

With the third finger stretched out, Pelinka looked at Wu Hyuk: "James Harden, and there."

"Kobe Bryant." Rex interrupted Pelinka, but still insisted: "Believe me Pelinka, signing Wu Hyuk will be your best decision in the next ten years!"

"Come on, brother, if it's a rookie at Avery Bradley's level, I might still sign him, but he" Pelinka said, and looked at Wu Hyuk carefully again: "Except for his nationality, which is a little bit of a gimmick, I can find anyone else in Rock Park who is better than him."

"Michael Wu!"

While Pelinka and Rex were discussing whether to sign Wu Hyuk, the rookie side shouted at Wu Hyuk, indicating that it was his turn to start the body side, and bid farewell to Rex and Pelinka, and Wu Hyuk ran to perform the body side.

Hearing Pelinka's tone, I'm afraid that my dream of having the same agent as Kobe is impossible. If that's the case, then it's better to be honest.

"Listen, Pelinka, you might miss the next Kobe because of today's decision!" After Wu Hyuk left, Rex's expression was very exaggerated, and he grabbed Pelinka's arm, he was very excited.

"Alright Rex." Shaking Rex's hand away, Pelinka asked indifferently: "A yellow-skinned Kobe? You know, the last yellow-skinned magician who entered the NBA only scored less than ten points in his entire career!"

"If it was a big man like Yao Ming or Yi Jianlian, I might still be interested, but a shooting guard, I wouldn't have any interest."

"By the way, as your friend, I would like to advise you that even if you recommend Michael Wu to the Lakers, the possibility that they will select him is very low." Pelinka finished speaking, put on his sunglasses, turned and left the arena: "A guard with yellow skin will not be popular in the NBA."

After Pelinka left, Rex didn't give up. After Wu Hyuk finished doing the body side, he hurried to get Wu Hyuk's physical test data. Looking at the data sheet in his hand, Rex couldn't help being surprised again!
"Height: 1 meters!"

"Weight: 98.9 kg!"

"Wingspan: 2 meters 16!"

"Standing and touching height: 2 meters 69!"

"This is simply Michael Jordan's physical condition!" Looking at the data sheet in his hand, Rex was extremely excited. These physical test data completely showed that Wu Hyuk is very suitable for the NBA. Not only that, but he will do something!
"I haven't measured my dynamic data yet." Wu He said, his tone still a little helpless. Ever since his body was transformed by the system, Wu He wanted to take a proper look at what his physical fitness has become. At this time, he finally had the opportunity, but found that he could only test his static data.

According to the system, it modified Wu He according to the strongest body in the world, so in terms of static data alone, it is impossible for anyone in the current alliance to be more perfect than Wu He.

"What about James?" Wu He asked at the time.

"As a shooting guard, you are the most perfect." This is the answer the system gave him.

"Where's Mr. Pelinka?" Glancing at Rex's side, Wu He didn't see Kobe's agent, Pelinka.

"He left a little earlier." Although Wu Hyuk's side data is very impressive, but when it comes to Pelinka, he obviously still has some regrets.

"Michael Wu?" Just when Rex was remorseful, a short black man in casual clothes walked up to Wu He, holding a data sheet in his hand.

After carefully looking at Wu Hyuk, the short black man nodded: "Hi, I'm Rich Paul, do you intend to sign a contract as a player under my banner?"

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