Chapter 8 The system's hidden tasks

After this game, the Lakers swallowed three consecutive losses on this consecutive away trip.

Next, the Lakers will return to their home court to meet the Denver Nuggets who are coming to challenge.

After a night of rest, the Lakers will board a flight to Los Angeles.

On the plane, Payton and Grant, Russell and other veterans pulled Cook, and Walton and others played cards. From their expressions, it can be seen that they were obviously tricked by these old birds.

The Zen master is reading a book, and the assistant coach Lambis and Crimons are still analyzing the game video.

Kobe sat alone in the last row with huge headphones, quietly looking out the window, thinking.

Suddenly he seemed to remember something, stood up, and walked straight to Chen Cheng's position.

"Hey, Chen, I want to know, how did you think of doing such an action when you turned back and threw the ball towards the rebound yesterday when you helped yourself? I tried it many times in the room last night and it felt very awkward."

Chen Cheng, who was drinking coconut milk, almost choked himself when he asked suddenly.

He quickly pulled the towel down and covered his mouth, covered his guilt, stood up, and said to himself: "I'm just replicating your movements. Are you running over and asking me now?"

But you still have to pretend to be calm on the surface.

"Actually, well, how to say it, this is not difficult. If you are always used to holding chopsticks with your right hand, then one day you suddenly change to holding chopsticks with your left hand, which will be very awkward. However, if you often hold chopsticks with your left hand, you will gradually get used to it. Well, that's it. Yes, that's it."

A smile he thought was very sincere in Chen Cheng's face was squeezed out.

He didn't intend to perfunctory Kobe, but the truth is indeed the case. Now there is no system to protect him. He can't tell the reason about the technical aspects.

Kobe was silent for a while, and did not continue to ask questions. Then he smiled at Chen Cheng, patted his shoulder, turned around and returned to his seat. With his basketball IQ, he obviously had realized the essence.

Seeing that he did not continue to ask questions, Chen Cheng's heart was relieved.

Cover with a blanket and close your eyes and review the previous game. Although I lost, the experience card given by the system is really too high. I accidentally created historical data, and the starting point is really a bit too high.

Can you get a chance to play in the next game? Whose experience card will the system match me? Could it be Jordan?

No, no, I don't want to see the finale so early.

It’s not Bennett, right? No, it’s absolutely not so bad. Besides, Bennett is still a primary school student right now.

Well? Elementary school student! Is it Curry? Then it would be great if Curry was. The Lakers are short of a stable outside pitcher now. If Curry is really a bit too luxurious?

Even if it's not Stephen, Seth is good, and Dell is still doing well. Then I will chat with you inside and outside and win the championship, but who will be the MVP?

Chen Cheng slowly fell asleep in a state of entanglement and thought.

When he opened his eyes again, the plane had already landed at the airport. Chen Cheng, who was already familiar with the road, went to help the big guys carry their luggage, and then watched them drive away one by one.

I walked alone in the airport passage, waiting for the taxi to return to my rented apartment.

Suddenly, the headlights flashed twice behind him. Chen Cheng turned around and found a white Bentley. He didn't understand the specific model, but the logo was still very recognizable.

The car window rolled down and Kobe popped up half of his head.

"For the sake of your helping me carry my luggage, I'll take you there."

Chen Cheng couldn't believe that he could get into Kobe's car in his lifetime, but Kobe would drive it himself.

He put his suitcase in place and sat in the passenger seat with trepidation.

"In 2001, we won the second championship. I felt that my performance was pretty good, so I decided to reward myself with a car, which is this car. That feeling was really wonderful. Do you know that there is nothing in this world that can be more wonderful than winning the championship."

Kobe said, touching the center console, and melodious music was played in the car, not rap, not r&b, not even pop music, but orchestral symphony.

The two sat in the car without saying a word, and drove quietly on the streets of Los Angeles.

"You live here?" Kobe drove into a block according to the location given by Chen Cheng. There were sewage flowing everywhere, homeless people lying on the street, and many black people wearing large T-shirts and jeans, and dazzling jewelry all over their bodies.

"Uh, yes, the apartment I rented is there. Thank you for sending me over." Chen Cheng said a little embarrassedly, preparing to get off the car.

This is the first time he has come to this place, but looking at the "Feng Shui" around it, it is obviously a community with troublesome people.

There is no way, who makes us have no money? Los Angeles has no money, and Los Angeles has no money.

Kobe looked up at the surrounding environment, frowned, took out his phone number, dialed a number, and then said to Chen Cheng.

"You can't live here. Hey, Mickey, it's me, this guy you've recruited, yes, Chen, I hope he can be allowed to live in the team's training hall before his contract expires, OK, thank you."

Kobe closed the phone.

"I have agreed with Mickey that you can temporarily live in the team's training hall before your contract expires. Go pack your luggage."

Chen Cheng was stunned, feeling extremely excited but didn't know how to express it. Finally, two words popped up: "Thank you, boss."

"Boss, who is your boss? I'm not a member of a gang. I'm just a driver now, a driver who doesn't want to wait for too long."

As he said that, he slapped the steering wheel twice.

When Chen Cheng heard this, he was no longer pretentious and quickly opened the car door and ran away.

This apartment can be said to have the "advantages" of all black communities, with three harmful effects, and the corridor is filled with the smell of choking plants burning.

The corners of urination, water stains, cigarette butts, and many sanitary products are discarded at will.

Deafening subwoofers were heard from time to time in the room, and accompanied by a strong rhythm, the entire building was almost disintegrated.

Chen Cheng opened the door of the apartment he rented. Apart from some of the original furnishings in the house, there were only two suitcases and a few pieces of changing clothes hanging on the balcony.

He didn't want Kobe to wait too long, so he quickly cleaned up. Finally, he grabbed the family photo placed at the head of the bed, and left the apartment with two big boxes.

Just as he stepped out of the apartment, the pleasant voice sounded again.

"Congratulations, Chen Cheng, the system will activate hidden tasks for you, and you will receive special rewards for completing tasks."

"Hidden mission? Special reward? Damn it, there are such good things. I forgot to read the calendar today. Why did all the good things hit all day long?" Chen Cheng pulled his suitcase with light steps and ran towards Kobe's car.

The sound still echoed in my ears.

"Activate the hidden mission - 'Training Hall Rats', mission requirements: before the next game arrives, make 500 mid-range shots. If not completed, the next game will not be able to use the star card to experience the service."

"Bang!"

The two trolley boxes in Chen Cheng's hand slid from his hands to the ground.

(End of this chapter)
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