Basketball glory

After returning from Shanxi, there would be a home game in two days. An Ran took a break from the busy schedule to go to the Shandong University court to experience the treatment of a full-level number, and then immediately returned to the club to practice shooting.

In the end, the Basketball Association did not impose additional penalties on Enron because it was gradually learning the NBA's principle of not changing the verdict after the fact. However, this does not mean that the Basketball Association tolerates provocative actions against opponents. Basketball Association Chairman Yu Zaiqing publicly criticized Enron's behavior, but this

It's just a small part of the huge criticism.

Enron turned off all news feeds that night. It was expected that the Internet would be full of criticism, but the fact was similar.

An Ran has attracted a wave of fans in a short period of time, and it seems that two camps have formed on the Internet. Those who like An Ran think that he is a real man, passionate, and dare to stand up for his teammates. And An Ran's gorgeous yet practical style of play attracts even more attention.

A group of people recognize it.

Those who don't like An Ran think that he is too high-profile and likes to do things to please the public, especially because his private life is extremely chaotic. These people are mainly middle-aged uncles over 30 years old who watch football.

What makes An Ran laugh the most is that he got the nickname "Dong Jun" after two games, which means Eastern Monarch. He even established an exclusive forum for An Ran, and a large group of An Ran's fans share secretly taken photos of An Ran every day.

Hearing this news from Ding Yanyuhang, An Ran was really filled with mixed emotions. After examination, he only had torn muscles in his back and did not injure his spine. However, the recovery from this kind of muscle injury is still very slow, and he will have to face the first minor injury for at least three or four weeks.

The dilemma of the forward not being able to play.

Jeter was also diagnosed with a slight fracture of his tailbone after examination and is expected to be absent for one to two weeks. This has dealt a huge blow to the Shandong team's lineup that was already working together.

After receiving the notice that he would start the next game, An Ran admitted that he was a little happy inside, but then he realized that there was also huge pressure on his shoulders.

The team has won two consecutive games, and the Shandong team is aiming for the semi-finals or even the championship this season. The remaining regular season will definitely have to fight every game.

Although he performed well in both games, Anron was still a little uneasy. The day before the game, after the joint training, Anran stayed in the gym for additional shooting practice.

"Are you so diligent? I'm leaving first. I have something to do tonight." Beasley gave An Ran a malicious smile, and then left the arena regardless of An Ran's reaction.

Also leaving with him were several other main players. There is a game tomorrow, and it is not suitable for strenuous activities now. After all, the recovery ability of yellow people cannot be compared with foreigners, and they are more prone to injuries, so their training must be strictly arranged.

However, from Enron's point of view, if anything can happen to shooting, it's just that they are too lazy. The team doesn't know how to practice more if they don't have a training camp. No wonder they don't have any big breakthroughs.

"Ten balls at a time, let's run." Wu Dazhuang asked An Ran for his opinion, but An Ran naturally had nothing to say and just practiced no matter how hard he practiced.

Ever since Wu Dazhuang played basketball once, he often came to the gym to see An Ran. Wu Aiguo seemed to have relaxed his supervision over him and did not restrict him from having too much contact with An Ran.

Wu Dazhuang himself said that his father no longer objects to him playing basketball, but the only thing that is not allowed is to play professionally. Of course, with Wu Dazhuang's current level, no one will want to be a sparring partner, let alone play in a professional league.

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Although his skills are not good, Wu Dazhuang is still very good at understanding and analyzing basketball, and he can always put forward some constructive suggestions, so An Ran called him over when he was shooting to get some advice.

You must know that after returning to the United States, the shooting of COSCO has been good and bad. Anron himself was almost anxious to death. Once or twice, it can be said that it was because of the three-point line, but more and more times, it still exposed his shortcomings in shooting.

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"Eight out of ten, just be so-so." Wu Dazhuang picked up the basketball that An Ran had thrown and said to him.

"I don't know why your shooting is good and bad. There is nothing wrong with your hand shape and power, but sometimes it is unstable and weird."

After Wu Dazhuang followed An Ran in three sets of shooting, he took the initiative to stop and wanted to know An Ran's views on shooting.

"Sometimes, I always feel in my heart that shooting is not as lethal as a breakthrough. When I shoot strongly, the ball will go in, but sometimes the ball in the wide open space will not go in."

After hearing An Ran's words, Wu Dazhuang laughed and joked: "Isn't it better to have no one to guard against? Don't you think it's too unchallenging?"

An Ran also laughed: "Maybe."

The weather began to turn slightly cooler in November, but for athletes, this kind of weather was nothing. However, the number of people in the arena continued to decrease. In the end, only An Ran and Wu Dazhuang were still shooting. The others

Everyone has left.

An Ran held the ball in her hand tightly and threw the ball out again and again, not paying attention to the fact that it was already very late. Only the banging sound in the stadium was still echoing.

"Your cell phone is ringing." Hearing Wu Dazhuang's reminder, An Ran turned around and looked, and sure enough, his cell phone placed on the sidelines was beeping.

Taking advantage of the situation, he dialed the ball out of his hand, An Ran ran all the way and picked up his mobile phone.

"If you don't publicly apologize to the Shanxi team, you will no longer be able to play basketball."

An Ran picked up the phone and heard a sharp male voice coming from the phone, which was very uncomfortable. What he said was nothing more than An Ran deliberately provoking Shanxi.

"Crazy." An Ran replied, and was about to hang up the phone. She didn't know who leaked her cell phone, but she got a threatening call late at night.

I'm not particularly worried. If they were really die-hard and irrational fans, they would have come looking for trouble a long time ago. Just calling now proves that there is nothing to be afraid of.

"Are you okay?"

"It's okay, let's continue practicing." Wu Dazhuang responded, and An Ran said he didn't take it to heart.

"Ah? Are you still practicing? It's almost midnight now." Wu Dazhuang reminded An Ran with a sad face.

After reacting, An Ran realized that he had been practicing shooting for a long time.

"The last group, 50 balls from the three-point line." He bent down to pick up the falling basketball and passed it to Wu Dazhuang. An Ran immediately started running.

Although he did not pay attention to public opinion, An Ran knew from the threatening phone calls that his behavior was not accepted by some Chinese people.

After the last set of three-point shots were completed, An Ran was the only one in the gym. Wu Dazhuang left early after receiving a call from home. In the huge gymnasium, only An Ran and a few security guards not far away stared.

"Beep beep beep"

An Ran was about to pack her things and go home when the cell phone she picked up rang again.

After calling twice in a row, An Ran was a little angry. Matters on the court should be settled on the court. What's the point of threatening her in private?

An Ran answered the phone angrily and yelled at the person on the other side of the phone: "Why are you calling again? Are you bothered?"

Xie Ziyun on the other side of the receiver was stunned for a moment and said to An Ran: "Why are you so crazy? It's me!"

Hearing that she had identified the wrong person, An Ran took her cell phone away and looked at the number that called her, instantly breaking into a cold sweat.

The tone of his mouth suddenly turned 180 degrees, and he said softly to Xie Ziyun: "Ah, I thought it was a harassment call. Is there anything wrong with calling so late?"

"It's nothing. I knew you were wrong. Actually, okay, it's actually a little bit trivial." Xie Ziyun said coyly.

Naturally, she wouldn't be angry about such a trivial matter. She knew in her heart that An Ran had admitted the wrong person. The interruption just now almost made her forget the real thing.

"Say it." An Ran guessed what she wanted to say.

The training arena was not far from the rented apartment. An Ran had already walked home while listening to the phone. Xie Ziyun left after the house was tidied up quietly and orderly. This was the first time she went home after playing an away game.

A familiar and warm feeling arises spontaneously.

"Some of my best friends want to meet you. Let's meet when you are free in a few days." Xie Ziyun stretched lazily, not doubting that An Ran would refuse.

"Okay, do you want me to go to Shanghai?"

"Of course not. You are so tired from flying around. We will come find you in a while, and you must entertain us well."

After listening to Xie Ziyun's words, An Ran suddenly had some expectations. After meeting again, he wished he could be together every day, but obviously this was impossible, so he cherished every opportunity to meet.