Add One, I Don’t Know How To Fight

Seeing the man chewing gum, Li Ang unconsciously played a BGM in his heart:

It's him, it's him, it's him, the old league hooligan, Mike Joe!

It's him, it's him, it's him, it's him, the god of basketball, Mike Joe!

In the sky, he is taller than the sky, pretending to beep, he is more flamboyant than a bird.

Wisdom fights against Ewing and bravely surrenders to Malone, this man is Michael Joe!

"Hey, why are you in a daze? Give me the ball, ouch!"

With a "bang", accompanied by a scream, the old hooligan was headshot by a basketball.

As strong as Jordan, he has not been handsome for three seconds in this training hall.

At that time, the air seemed to be frozen, and Li Ang was so embarrassed that he could use his big toe to dunk a two-bedroom apartment on the basketball court.

Li Ang swallowed, who the fuck did it? Don't die!

Turning his head to look, he found that the real murderer, Da Ben, was also in a daze.

He heard Jordan say give him the ball, so he slammed it hard.

What bad thoughts could Ben have? It's just that his passing and free throws are all in this miraculous style.

Otherwise, how do you think the 30% free throw percentage came from.

But because the old hooligan was staring at Li Ang, he didn't notice that Da Ben threw the ball over.

By the time he reacted, the ball had already hit his head, knocking the gum out of Jordan's mouth.

The old rascal covered his head and the corner of his mouth twitched. I, Mike Joe, have been walking in the rivers and lakes for many years, and I have never been hit by a ball.

Today, it actually fell into the hands of two brats!

Okay, okay, the two of you gave me a big blow right away when you came here.

"who is it!?"

Jordan roared, Li Ang and Da Ben looked at each other, then spread their hands and shook their heads tacitly: "I didn't see it, did you see there is a fourth person here? No!"

Good guy, this shit turned into a horror story straight away.

Jordan's veins were violent, but he tried hard to tell himself: I want to be a gentle person, I want to be a gentle person, getting angry is not good for my health, it is not good for my body.

After taking a few deep breaths, the old hooligan finally forcibly suppressed his anger.

"Ahem, boy, give me the ball.

stop! That kid who played for the Wizards, don't move! "

Li Ang passed the ball to the old hooligan speechlessly, and the old hooligan finally made a shot.

But it didn't help anymore. Jordan's originally handsome entry has become extremely shaky now.

Danzi had pretended to be beeping for many years, but never thought that he overturned his car in a small training hall.

At this time, Old Oak Oakley opened the door and walked in.

Seeing the three of them gathered together, Oakley smiled: "Hey, it seems that you get along well!"

The old hooligan forced a smile: "Yes, your two disciples are very special!"

"Okay, I don't need to introduce you to this master. He hasn't played golf for a long time, and he wants to come and play.

Li, today you are here to entertain Master Qiao, ah no, today you are training with Mike. Aren't you learning the turnaround jumper at close range? No one knows the turnaround jumper better than him! "

Since the end of the season and the official suspension of the league, the old hooligan is addicted to playing cards every day and cannot extricate himself.

After all, I am an old gambler.

But gambling day and night also made the old hooligan feel a little empty.

Just like back then, Li Ang, who played games day and night after the college entrance examination, was once so empty that he began to think about the mystery of human origin.

In the end, Li Ang came to a conclusion, just one word - day!

In the same way, the old hooligan probably got tired of playing, so he wanted to find a place to play ball to satisfy his physical needs.

I called to ask my brothers, everyone is either resting or practicing physical fitness in the Gold Club.

Only Oakley said that he was training with two young people recently and asked the old hooligans to come and play.

Of course, he also has selfish intentions, that is, he hopes that the old hooligan can give advice to the talented Li Ang.

Big Ben: What about me?

Oakley: You don't need to give pointers. After all, you averaged a terrible 3.1 points per game last season, and there is no room for improvement.

Although Oakley and Jordan were no longer teammates many years ago, they have maintained a good relationship in private.

In this way, the old hooligan parachuted into the Big Apple and came to Oakley's training camp.

Hearing that Oakley asked him to practice with the old hooligan, Li Ang's eyes widened immediately.

Nima is like riding a horse and dreaming!

Jordan also breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately, fortunately, I was not asked to practice with that fool of the Wizards!

This Asian guy looks quite serious~

"What's your name, how old are you~" Uncle Qiao knew that he was a regular customer the moment he opened his mouth.

"Li Ang, 19 years old, NJCAA champion, Finals MVP."

"Oh, from NJCAA, it's not bad, where is it from?"

"A florist."

"Hehe, I've never seen you like this before. A florist, I remembered. In Atlanta in 1996, David Robinson was also a florist.

All right, you practice first, I will come to you later. "

After all, the old hooligan walked towards Oakland.

Li Ang's heart was beating wildly. As a fan in his previous life, Li Ang usually only watched old hooligans in videos.

Today, I actually saw a real person.

This is a living legend!

It always feels a little unrealistic.

After Li Ang warmed up for a while, the old hooligan changed into his jersey and came back again.

Although there have been no training for some days, God's figure is still very awkward.

After looking at Jordan's body up close, Li Ang felt even more emotional, this damn is born to eat basketball.

Especially those big hands, tsk tsk tsk, a certain Lakers player hugged Shaq's thigh and cried bitterly when he saw it.

"Charles told me, you can do it, NJCAA Finals 41+25, not bad. Next season, I heard that you are going to play at the University of Maryland.

In other words, you are very likely to enter the league in the future.

Come on boy, for the sake of you being Oakley's disciple, I will teach you a few tricks, which are guaranteed to be useful. "

The old hooligan smiled, at this time he seemed not as scary as he imagined.

After all, the old hooligan held the ball with both hands and taught Li Ang how to protect the ball.

He told Li Ang that when dribbling in front of others, he should try to lean sideways and lower his center of gravity.

"In this way, if the defender wants to grab the ball in your hand, he has to put his hand through your legs.

In this way, if the opponent reaches out to steal, there is a 90% chance that he can be fouled.

Why is it 90% not 100%? Because I can take this kind of ball down without fouling.

Oh, but don't panic, I'm already planning to retire after all. "

Li Ang: .

Are you a football addict?

Now I directly suspect that you just came here because you wanted to pretend to be beeping!

After practicing a few times, the old hooligan seemed to feel that it was not enough to just practice dribbling.

So, he began to teach Li Ang to turn over and shoot jump shots.

"Turn-up jumper, you're a... by the way, what position do you play, kid?"

"Shooting guard."

"Oh, shooting guard. With 25 rebounds in a single game, it's okay to score all in the three-second zone. This is very guard!

As a shooting guard, you have to be able to turn over jump shots.

Watch, I will teach you. "

After all, the old hooligan turned over with the basketball and fell back.

"Have you learned it?"

Li Ang:? ? ?

"Huh? What happened?"

"It's okay, let's do it again."

The old hooligan made another jump shot: "You should learn by now."

Li Ang forced a smile on his face: emmm maybe maybe maybe, yes!

"If you don't poke the needle or poke the needle, you can do it at one point. Actually, it's a turnaround jump shot. It's really simple. You just jump up, wait in the air for everyone else to start falling, and then throw the ball.

There is no technical content at all!

I mean, you should understand, right? "

Li Ang: .

I want to go home!

In this way, Li Ang practiced a few times under the defense of the old hooligan, but he didn't score a single goal.

I understand the truth, but I can't wait for you to land in the air!

The old hooligan kept shaking his head, sometimes he didn't understand, is it difficult to score a goal?

Even in the face of a three-person defense?

is it hard?

Why can't you all do it?

After practicing all morning, Li Ang's close-range turnaround jumper hit rate is still worrying.

In the next few days, the old hooligans only had some regular training with Li Ang and the others.

Although there is an old hooligan tutoring, but Li Ang thinks he is the tutor

He is definitely a good player, but really not a good teacher!

The old rascal may also think that this is a bit boring, so on the fourth day of training, he finally proposed: "Li, before the noon break, why don't we play a one-on-one game?"

"Ah?" Seeing the old rascal's expression of hunger and thirst, Li Ang swallowed.

Playing one-on-one with the old gangster is not the same concept as playing one-on-one with Francis before.

"Don't be afraid, it's just for fun, it won't hurt~"

At this time, Big Ben raised his hand with a smile: "Well, can I participate?"

"Go away! Disappear, immediately!" The old hooligan felt his head buzzing when he saw Da Ben.

"It's okay, just play with him." Oakley next to him also nodded at Li Ang.

His old rascal came here just for this bite.

No way, Li Ang could only nod in agreement.

The old rascal smiled, finally, finally, I can release my animal nature!

Xiao Li, brother is about to sprint!

The old hooligan generously gave Li Ang the first shot, and then pointed out a finger: "Ten points for 10 points, 1 point for two points, 2 points for three points, and the ball is exchanged for missed shots. Come on!"

One-on-one with the god of basketball, this kind of thing Li Ang didn't dare to think about before.

But since we want to fight now, we can't be afraid.

Winning or losing is another matter, at least you don't have to be cowardly.

If you don't even dare to fight, that's still called fighting. Basketball players.

Li Ang then held the ball in both hands and fired directly!

"boom!"

Jordan stepped forward to block with a sliding step, and the two collided hard.

What surprised the old hooligan was that he failed to force Li Ang to stop directly!

A student player can carry himself in, which makes the old hooligan overjoyed.

Oakley's disciple, really interesting!

I am even more excited now!

Although Li Ang is very powerful, it is impossible to crush Jordan at will.

Therefore, Li Ang's advancement was a bit difficult.

Just as Li Ang was carrying Jordan in, Jordan took the basketball out of Li Ang's hands cleanly.

9 times in his career defensive first team, 1 best defensive player, I'm not joking with you.

"I told you a few days ago, you have to protect the ball. Don't think about breaking the press as soon as you control the ball. Young people, don't be too impatient. Come on, now, let the old man fire!"

Li Ang lowered his center of gravity and entered the game state.

Once you start to get serious, regardless of whether you are Jordan or whoever, Li Ang will go all out and never back down.

The old hooligan made several three-threat moves from beyond the three-point line, and Li Ang let the old hooligan take a small step for safety.

Seeing this situation, the old hooligan wanted to pull it out directly. But after thinking about it, I came here to have fun.

It's so boring to shoot directly and win a few times.

So, he suddenly accelerated. When he was about to collide with Li Ang, he changed direction with ease!

"Whoosh!"

Li Ang only felt a gust of wind blowing, and the old hooligan broke through from his side.

This is a 35-year-old hooligan!

Li Ang didn't give up, and hurriedly chased him back.

After entering the three-second zone, Jordan jumped lightly, thinking that the ball would definitely be scored easily.

But Jordan never expected that after Li Ang chased him up, he would jump from a terrifying height and at an extremely fast speed!

Although he took off later than himself, he soon reached the same height as himself!

Li Ang's bullet speed badge is not a decoration.

The old hooligan was a little surprised. At first he thought that Li Ang was more like Barkley in his hips, but he didn't know that his athletic ability was so fast.

Are you a distant relative of Buckley?

Li Ang straightened his arms, trying to reach the basketball.

It seemed that it was about to fall, but Li Ang's body began to fall.

As for Jordan, he seemed to be hovering in the air!

"Fuck!" Li Ang gritted his teeth, is this God?

When Li Ang's body started to fall, the old hooligan held up the basketball with one hand in the air, and easily threw it into the basket.

"brush!"

Scoring is really an easy thing~

"Damn!" Seeing that he was only close to completing the block, Li Ang punched the cushion of the basketball hoop angrily after landing.

The old hooligan looked at Li Ang's unwillingness, and suddenly felt that there was something about this Asian kid.

Isn't it normal to be scored by my Mike Joe? I'm Jordan!

What's more, you are just a wild player who has never played in the NCAA.

But Li Ang was very unwilling. He was very competitive and seemed to really want to win this game.

Moreover, although Li Ang didn't hit the ball just now, his take-off height still made the old hooligan feel lingering fear.

To be honest, the old rascal has a deep impression on Li Ang now.

He is also more interested in the upcoming matchup.

This kid is not easy!

"You have new news, please check it!"

At this moment, Li Ang heard the system prompt sound.

Li Ang looked confused, according to his years of experience in reading basketball novels.

Wouldn't this be some weird mission?

Old hooligan, danger!

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