Chapter 9 The training ground inspires Kobe

Kobe saw Chen Cheng suddenly stunned from the distance, and he honked twice.

Chen Cheng then realized, quickly pulled up his suitcase again and trotted into the car.

"Do you want to bear to leave this place?" Kobe frowned and started the vehicle with a puzzled look on his face.

Chen Cheng quickly shook his head.

He is now one and two big.

I originally thought that this system could be used for free and achieve a basketball career.

Unexpectedly, there is still a hidden mission, and there is indeed no free lunch in the world.

500 mid-range distances! It’s not about 500, but about 500. This is really a life-threatening person.

It is said that in order to maintain the feel during the offseason, Curry scored 500 three-pointers every day.

But that's Curry. Without anyone to defend, he may only need about 600 shots to complete this training.

Since Chen Cheng finished the game yesterday, his body has not fully recovered. The accumulation of lactic acid in his arms and legs has reached its peak today. It is quite difficult to move twice.

Besides, without the blessing of the star card, it is still unknown whether he can activate this body's athletic ability.

If this task cannot be completed, the new star experience card will not be enabled in the next game. This...

With a lot of thoughts, Chen Cheng got into Kobe's car and drove all the way to the team's training hall.

The staff at the venue were already waiting. The two unloaded the luggage in the car together and settled Chen Cheng's residence in the rest area of ​​their staff.

"Thank you for sending me here." Chen Cheng sincerely thanked Kobe.

Kobe ignored it, but took out his training bag from the back of the car and went straight to the locker room.

"Change in your training suit and I'll wait for you on the court."

Chen Cheng was stunned.

"Didn't we just finished the game yesterday?"

"That's right, but we have been out of training for more than ten hours." Kobe, who had already stepped into the stadium, said without looking back.

Uh~ OK then!

Chen Cheng looked desperate, and walked into the training ground with a drooping expression.

"Swish" a basketball fell straight into the net. The trainer received the ball and passed it to Kobe on the outside again. Kobe received the ball and made another jump shot.

A steady hit.

Under his feet is a yellow and blue floor, and in the middle is a striking Lakers logo. There are 14 championship flags hanging on the wall behind him. Under the flag are those retired jerseys of Lakers celebrities.

Chen Cheng looked like a foolish face and stood on the sidelines and watched. It felt like he was a different life.

"I've seen the video of you trying out on other teams." Kobe said while dribbling.

"Have he seen through it?" Chen Cheng suddenly felt nervous when he heard him say this.

Kobe made a reverse turn jump shot on the spot, and the ball collapsed out. He shook his head and reached out to ask for the ball again.

"Your performance in the game yesterday was completely different from the feeling you showed during the trial. Your whole temperament became very different. How to put it, it was that kind of very strong self-confidence and even a little paranoid."

After hearing what he said, Chen Cheng felt relieved and said in a slight rumbling manner: "Aren't you confident and paranoid? Who are you following this?"

"I'm actually very surprised. With your performance during the trial, Mickey could not provide you with a contract, but he still did so, and your performance on the court did not disappoint him."

Kobe said, using the reverse turn to attack again, this time he scored, a smile appeared on his face, and he turned his head to look at Chen Cheng.

"And you are different from the Chinese people I know. They are restrained, shy, and humble, and unwilling to communicate, including Yao, and you are different. I really want to know why this is? Are you Clark Kent? You usually pretend to be yourself, and when it comes to the game, the stadium locker room is your phone booth?"

As he said that, Kobe passed the ball directly to Chen Cheng.

Chen Cheng did not make any adjustments to catch the ball, and he raised his hand and shot it, making a coquettish and outrageous air     ball.

"I'm not Superman, I'm just an ordinary high school graduate from China. I almost forgot that you are too. In China, if a person with a diploma like us doesn't play basketball, we can only go to an electronics factory to find a class. So I know my position very well.

When I was about to play, I would imagine myself as a dragon. The totem of the Chinese clan calls the wind and rain, and do everything. When I came off the scene, I was me, that's all."

In fact, Chen Cheng had been thinking about these words for a long time. When he was in the car, he wanted to find an opportunity to talk to Kobe.

But although the two were already teammates, they only met for less than 24 hours. They just came up and talked about life with heart-to-heart. It was indeed a bit inappropriate to teach young Kobe a lesson.

Kobe is in the trough of his life now. He really wants to get out, but there is no way. He travels almost all day long with the court and the court, except playing games, or suing.

Chen Cheng hopes to inspire him so that he can help him "divid out" the "Black Mamba" as soon as possible and spend this trough period of his life. Now this opportunity has finally come.

When Kobe heard what he said, his hand suddenly stopped.

"dragon?"

"Yes, you can also try to find a stand-in for yourself. Kobe goes off-court to handle affairs, and the stand-in comes to the field and win the game."

Kobe's eyes were making a lot of money and he looked at Chen Cheng with a steady attitude.

"Chan, your idea is so fucking good. It's so good. You helped me solve the big problem Brother. I really need such a substitute now, let me think about it..."

Seeing that his inspiration touched Kobe, Chen Cheng was extremely excited and quickly continued to inspire and guide him.

"The nickname of Pan is too naive. You need a superhero, or a historical figure or, an animal, a cold-blooded reptile or something..."

Before Chen Cheng could finish speaking, Kobe interrupted him.

"black     mamba! There is no doubt that it is Black Mamba. It is a natural predator, brave and aggressive, fast and has strong attack power. OK, now, the player to be on the court is Black Mamba, he is still the best player. Look, he is here."

Kobe said to himself, taking the ball and making a series of smooth and smooth fake moves, and then completed a signature jump shot at a 45-degree angle.

Just as Kobe was immersed in the joy of his clone, his cell phone rang.

It was his agent, Pelinka.

After the two had a brief conversation, Kobe put away his excited expression just now and spread his hands.

"I have to leave. The Black Mamba performance ends here. Kobe needs to go online to deal with some things. Thank you brother, you have helped me a lot. Chinese culture is so amazing. I must let my children learn Chinese in the future. Are you really just a high school graduate?" As he said that, Kobe stepped forward and pretended to tear open Chen Cheng's jersey to reveal the S mark inside.

"Looking forward to your performance in the next game." As he said that, Kobe patted Chen Cheng on the shoulder, picked up the ball bag, and turned around and left.

"By the way, I almost forgot that there will be a game tomorrow." Chen Cheng quickly bent down and picked up the basketball on the ground, drove it a few times, and another jump shot that was outrageously miserable.

When will this be voted for?

(End of this chapter)
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