Basketball glory

Even though he couldn't take care of himself after being played by Liu, and even though he was so embarrassed and shameless, An Ran felt that this kind of training still had many effects.

Although I have never seen Liu play basketball, he is a qualified sparring partner. Not only is he physically strong, but most importantly, he can also be flexible.

In the first few days of the confrontation training, An Ran suffered the worst among the entire team, and was almost driven crazy by Liu's torture.

With just one move to relieve force, An Ran fell down at least five times. From time to time, he was hit with brute force several times, and An Ran's body bones were almost broken apart.

End of training, locker room

"I think if I practice for a while, I can start training in free fighting!" An Ran said with a wry smile.

But after all, An Ran still took safflower oil and smeared his arms honestly, otherwise it would be the end of bruises and redness the next day.

"It's far from good, okay? You don't know how cruel they are. One punch will make you bleed." Hearing An Ran's words, Guo Ailun also leaned forward to answer.

Among the four defenders, Guo Ailun is only slightly greater than Zhao Jiwei, but in terms of personality, he is obviously more active and younger. Looking at Zhao Jiwei, he doesn't care about the bruises on his body, but he has to get up and do some fighting postures. There are several people around him.

Everyone laughed.

"This is all young people's stuff, just forget it!" Ju Ran said with a smile.

When Guo Ailun heard this, he stopped in his boxing posture, pulled a stool and sat next to him, and then said: "No, you are still young. Those who are 23 this year are not young people anymore, so what is a young person?"

ah."

Seeing Guo Ailun's sullen expression, Ju Ran flew up and kicked him lightly on the butt.

"Ah!" Guo Ailun exclaimed exaggeratedly, and then said angrily: "Shocking, a rare melee broke out in the national basketball locker room, and Ju Ran did such a thing just to get into the starting lineup!"

Seeing his exaggerated and lively performance, An Ran laughing so hard, the fear of being dominated by confrontational training in the past few days also dissipated a lot.

Ju Ran looked at his exaggerated performance and his face changed with laughter. He threw a towel and hit him on the head, and then shouted: "Stop talking nonsense and rub safflower oil on my back!"

"Okay, it's coming!" Guo Ailun agreed readily.

"But having said that, I really sympathize with those centers who work hard to get stuck in the paint every day. Every time I see Tao Hanlin running for nourishing fluid after a game, I find it incredible. Now I think it is indeed necessary."

Ju Ran's words made everyone nod in unison, obviously they all agreed very much.

In the Olympic Games in more than a month, I am afraid that every game will be as high-intensity as the recent competition training, and the situations will even be more complex and severe.

Thinking of this, several guards who were still chatting stopped to recover their physical strength and prepare for the next training in other events.

After the day's training, An Ran did not return to Xie Ziyun's villa and stayed with the training team as usual.

In fact, in Shanghai, having a single-family apartment area for training athletes to live in, An Ran felt was quite good.

The two-story building has a total of 40 rooms, which is enough for the men's basketball team, coaching team, medical team, etc.

Although the room is a little small, it has all the facilities that a modern apartment should have.

An Ran and Guo Ailun were assigned to a dormitory. They lived in the first room on the second floor, which was very warm under the sunlight.

You can just see the gentle rays of the sun through the glass.

An Ran was very satisfied with this room. Although there was not a single girl in the whole building, it was full of warmth and warmth.

"Would you like to play a game? It's still early anyway. We don't need to train tonight, so you can go to bed early."

An Ran saw him take out a CD, which seemed to be a game in the NBA2k series, and couldn't help but feel itchy in his heart.

When I was a student, I played games a lot. Although I was a good student, I had to stay up all night. It has been five or six years since I played games properly.

Seeing that An Ran was moved, Guo Ailun smiled meaningfully, took out two game controllers, and prepared to fight An Ran.

"Is An Ran here?"

While the two were waiting for the game to load the page, Yi Jianlian's voice came from outside the door.

Hearing that it was him, An Ran hurriedly ran over and opened the door.

On weekdays, he takes care of young people like An Ran like a big brother, and usually he won't trouble others if nothing happens, so An Ran opened the door anxiously after hearing his words.

"Ah, you're here, that's good. There is a mixed-race girl downstairs who said she has something urgent to do to see you. Do you have time to go down now?"

"Is there something urgent? Who is it?" An Ran asked curiously.

However, Yi Jianlian was obviously a messenger, and he just shrugged to indicate that he didn't know.

"Okay, okay, I'll go down right now, thank you." An Ran smiled.

In fact, An Ran doesn't know many mixed-race girls. The only orthodox mixed-race girl is Winnie.

I haven't seen her since I came back from the trial training in the United States, and I don't know why she suddenly came here this time.

After saying sorry to Guo Ailun who was looking forward to him behind him, An Ran quickly closed the door.

Then I heard the sound of a pillow hitting the door, and faintly heard Guo Ailun shouting in the room: "You are a guy who forgets his friends because of sex, don't come back if you can!"

An Ran smiled bitterly in his heart, fortunately he ran fast.

Jumping downstairs in a few steps, An Ran saw a fragrant orange BMW 7 Series car parked safely on the roadside.

Generally, girls choose cars of this color, and the price of one million is even more prohibitive.

The apartment behind him was filled with top men's basketball players in China, but An Ran understood that less than half of them had the financial resources to drive a BMW 7 Series.

"Anran, here, here!" Winnie opened the car door and got out, motioning for Anran to get in the car before talking.

Seeing this, An Ran really realized that she was actually a wealthy owner. Thinking that she had done so many things for him and she hadn't even paid her wages once, An Ran felt a little embarrassed.

"Well, I'll pay you monthly salary from now on, otherwise I'll always feel a little guilty." An Ran said honestly.

Unexpectedly, this was the first thing An Ran said after getting in the car. Winnie was stunned for a moment, and her prepared thoughts were interrupted.

It took me a long time to realize: "Haha, when I worked as a nutritionist for NBA players, do you know how much a day's salary was? It was US$10,800! Can you afford it? I still have to queue up!"

I didn't doubt her words at all. After all, it was recommended by Yao Ming. How could it be possible without two brushes?

"Then I will pay your salary after you accept the endorsement. Anyway, I can't let you work in vain!" An Ran insisted.

Seeing that he didn't seem to be joking, Winnie stopped teasing him, looked serious, and was ready to get down to business.

"You are still far away from that. This time I mainly summarized some American scouts and news after your training to analyze your prospects. This is related to your career!" Winnie said seriously.

Because he was training, An Ran didn't have much time to pay attention to the reports and reactions of the American media after his training, and he didn't know whether his strength was recognized by them. Unexpectedly, Winnie was so considerate and had already prepared this.

"Let's first take a look at the three teams you tried out with. There is no information from the Celtics official news or their private scouts, so it is very likely that you will not go to the Celtics, but it is not ruled out.

They like you very much and deliberately suppress the selection."

"The local media of the Suns and Clippers have reported that they will use a second-round pick to acquire you, but there is no official confirmation."

Hearing Winnie's words, An Ran felt a little complicated. In fact, he performed well during the training of these three teams, but now it seems that something has changed.

Seeing An Ran's frown, Winnie smiled and continued: "Don't be nervous, the key lies behind. Los Angeles Sing Tao Daily reported that the Lakers intend to take you with the second pick in the second round. The most interesting thing is the Lakers official

Twitter liked the tweet but did not comment on it."

"What does this mean?"

"Listen to me!" Winnie continued: "And here's the thing! The New York Times boldly predicted that both Zhou Qi and you are likely to enter the first round! Nowitzki said that he admires Zhou Qi's big shooting

Ability, it is predicted that Zhou Qi will be picked higher than you, and Booker, who won the Rookie of the Year first team, said he is more optimistic about your potential!"

What Winnie said made An Ran's scalp tingle with shock. This is the New York Times and Nowitzki. Is this true?

Giving an affirmative answer to An Ran, Winnie said: "This year is a small year for the draft. Generally speaking, the quality of players is not high, so you two foreign players have received more attention. After all, behind you two are the huge China."

market."

"Chinese market?" An Ran muttered in a low voice. It wasn't until he participated in the draft that he understood what this sentence meant.

Yao Ming, the No. 1 pick, Yi Jianlian, the seventh pick in the first round, and Sun Yue Battle, every Chinese player cannot do without this word after entering the NBA.

"Yes, that's the word!" Winnie analyzed: "So, why didn't the Phoenix, Celtics, and Clippers make any noise after trying you out? It's probably because they recognized your strength and wanted to open up

Chinese market, but I don’t want to sign you with a high pick.”

"Why? Why not a high pick?" An Ran asked confused.

"Damn, this young man is very confident! Let me tell you, averaging 20+ per game in the CBA is nothing in their eyes! Look at your assist and rebounding ability. If you are an American player, there is no doubt that you will not be drafted, okay?

!”

Winnie rolled her eyes at An Ran.

But she also knew that this was because Caesar had not fully unleashed Enron's abilities, which was why the data was so bad.

After all, An Ran is only the second or third scorer in the Shandong team, so it is already good to get this data.

Moreover, Enron's scoring is very efficient. It does not rely on high shots to get high scores, but on high efficiency.

After hearing what Winnie said, An Ran breathed a sigh of relief. After analyzing it like this, is it possible that he really deserves to be in the first round?

An Ran chuckled.