Dozo America

Falling back and shooting backwards, this is Wei Chao's posture of using his physical advantage to beat Zhen Fan. It is obvious that he uses his brain to play and is not the kind of reckless player. There are not many smart players nowadays.

"Bang!" There was a sound. The ball had just been released and was in the ascending stage. He decisively blocked the shot and the ball was directly grabbed by Zhen Fan. He had already fallen behind Wei Chao. He made an emergency stop and dribbled the ball steadily.

He controlled the ball in his own hands. According to the six-man basketball rules used by Zhen Fan and Wei Chao, he dribbled the ball out of the three-second zone.

"Holy shit, you're still so BT!" Wei Chao ate Zhen Fan's hot pot again, not to mention the depression in his heart. He used to eat hot pot because he was still in the CBA, but now he's in the NBA, why is he still eating hot pot?

?It’s not that brother doesn’t work hard, it’s that this guy is too perverted.

"Stop talking nonsense, I'm coming!" Zhen Fan raised his finger toward Wei Chao from outside the three-point line.

Wei Chao didn't answer a word, but rushed towards Zhen Fan, stayed close to him, and retreated. He could not only block Zhen Fan's path, but also turn his body flexibly so that Zhen Fan would not throw him away. He was very smart.

style of play.

Zhen Fan did not struggle with him, but took a step back. When Wei Chao followed and was about to catch up, he almost knocked him down with a disguised dribble. By the time he had no time to stand still, Zhen Fan had already passed.

He stepped on the free throw line, jumped up, and had a slam dunk.

Flying man! Wei Chao also turned around at this time, but there was nothing he could do. He could only watch Zhen Fan pour the ball in, and he couldn't help but feel a surge of emotion in his heart.

Although there are still some people in the league who can dunk from the free throw line, but apart from Jordan, the only one who can do it so coolly is this BT guy.

"Are you convinced?" Zhen Fan smiled at Wei Chao, "Don't say I beat you to death."

Wei Chao raised his head and exhaled from his nostrils: "If you don't accept it, come again!"

So the two people competed again and agreed on ten goals. In the end, Wei Chao only scored one, which was the consolation goal Zhen Fan said. This was too shocking.

"Don't be sad. Losing to me is not losing to someone else." Zhen Fan patted his shoulder to comfort him, "It doesn't matter if Bill Bryant loses to me. Work hard and I'm optimistic about you, haha!"

"You can't be so offensive!" Wei Chao was dejected.

Zhen Fan looked at him and smiled: "Do you want to be like me, with such fast speed and bounce, as well as sensitive consciousness and super flexibility?"

"You talk like you are a superman, but...I admit, you are indeed pretty good in these aspects!" He said that he was pretty good, but in his heart he said the word "BT" to Zhen Fan again.

"That's good. Come to my place when you have time, and I'll tell you how to do what I've done. Hehe, I haven't used my true strength yet!" Zhen Fan looked at Wei Chao seriously, "

You don’t think I’m joking!”

In fact, this is what Wei Chao thought just now. When Zhen Fan said this, he felt a little embarrassed and quickly defended: "How can I do it? If I had your quality, I could go sideways with the entire alliance."

"Okay. I'll go find your team's doctor first, the guy named Henry!" Zhen Fan said, throwing the ball down, finding his coat, putting it on, and getting ready to walk, when he heard someone calling.

Applause gently.

Zhen Fan had long realized that someone was watching, but he never made a sound, so there was nothing surprising. The person who came was the team's manager Amy.

Cook, coach Mike

D'Antoni and team doctor Dr. Henry. The one applauding was coach Mike.

D'Antoni walked towards Zhen Fan alone.

"I've been observing it for a long time!" Mike.

D'Antoni spoke first, "Very good, if... you participate in this year's draft, I guarantee to sign you!"

"Actually, my opinion is the same as Mike's!" said team manager Amy.

Cook also added.

"Mr. D'Antoni, Mr. Cook, Dr. Henry!" Wei Chao, who was standing next to Zhen Fan, quickly greeted the three people. Obviously, in front of the manager and coach, Wei Chao had to keep a low profile.

"You're not bad either. Wei, you are a smart player. If Zhen is right, you should find time to go to him. Maybe you will bring us a bigger surprise!" Mike.

D'Antoni said something to Wei Chao.

Wei Chao was overjoyed. This sentence can be compared with "I am ordered to pick up girls".

"Draft?" Zhen Fan knows that the NBA holds a draft every June, which takes place at the home court of the New York Nets or Madison Square Garden, but what does this have to do with him? It's because of his game show with Wei Chao just now.

?Zhen Fan was speechless and shook his head.

"I'm really sorry. If I had the idea of ​​entering the NBA, I would definitely call you. But... what are we doing today?" Zhen Fan decided to bring the topic to the point.

"It's such a shame!" Coach Mike.

D'Antoni shrugged his shoulders. After seeing Zhen Fan's performance just now,

"Okay, guys, we should go see Pete, the good news he's been waiting for is coming!" Manager Amy.

Cook said loudly, "Henry, let's go together. Mike, do you want to go too?"

"No, I still want to watch these bastards train, and there will be a game tomorrow!" Mike.

D'Antoni refused, but he still looked at Zhen Fan and asked reluctantly, "Zhen, don't you think about it? I believe Amy will give you a very good contract."

"Goodbye, Mr. D'Antoni, you are a good coach!" Zhen Fan turned his back to him and waved, followed Amy.

Cook and Dr. Henry left together. They will go to the team's medical center, where Pete.

Howard was still anxiously waiting for Zhen Fan's arrival.

"Peter——" Pushing open the door of the room, Henry went in first and greeted a big black man lying on the hospital bed, "How do you feel? Today!"

"How do you feel? Henry, is that all you say? They are going to play tomorrow, but I can only sit here and watch the live broadcast. What do you think I can do? Damn it, I'm crazy, doctor, that

Where is the doctor who has treated Wei? You promised me!"

As soon as he heard Henry's voice, the guy lying on the bed became indignant, full of complaints and swear words, just like the same trash talk on the court that came out of his mouth.

"Here he is, Peter!" Henry turned sideways, and the manager next to him, Amy, stepped forward and smiled at Howard, "He is it. He is the doctor who cured Wei, Fan Zhen!"

"Are you Howard?" Zhen Fan stepped forward, looked at him carefully, and laughed, "I think the pictorial I bought is much better than the real person."

"Really? I think so too. I look like a wrapped sausage now. As long as you have a good appetite, you can take a bite of me at any time! Damn it, this feels really uncomfortable."

Howard said mockingly, then looked at Zhen Fan and said seriously.

"Hey man, I know you healed Wei. Are you here to save me? I'm looking forward to it!"

Zhen Fan looked at him and nodded: "Yes, buddy, I'm here to save you. Come on, let me see your knees." Zhen Fan said and walked towards his hospital bed, Peter's

The knee was in a plaster, and the scars were no longer visible.

"What do you think?" Howard shrugged at Zhen Fan.

Dr. Henry came over quickly. He took an X-ray and said to Zhen Fan: "This is the X-ray of that day. I hope it can be of some help to you." After saying that, he handed over the X-ray.

"Thank you!" Zhen Fan took it and looked at it, shaking his head, "The knee is completely shattered. How long is your expected recovery period? Doctor Henry?" Zhen Fan said to Henry.

"Ten months...maybe longer!" Henry said a little unconfidently. It was obvious that Howard's injury was not optimistic. Even if he recovered, he would probably relapse, and he would not be able to reach his original level at all.

.

"That's great. That's not what you said before. You said it only takes a month for me to go to the ground. It's great. Now I finally know the truth. It's so scary!" Howard raised his hand.

He raised his hands and said to Henry with some dissatisfaction, "No wonder the saying goes, the truth is terrible. I believe this!"

"Pete, that's what I asked him to tell you. If you care about this, then... I'm sorry, Pete, this is my fault!" At this time, Amy on the side said to Howard, "I know this

The technique of comforting is poor, but...it's better than nothing!"

"I don't care about this, Zhen, what do you think will happen to me? Ten months? Maybe longer?" Howard stopped talking to them and turned to look at Zhen Fan.

"I have to look at your physique first before I can make a specific judgment!" Zhen Fan said, turning to Henry and said, "Can I break this plaster?"

"Of course!" Henry had seen him crush Wei Chao's plaster, so he nodded and did not object.

"Okay, that's just right!" Zhen Fan turned to Howard and smiled, "It may hurt a little, you have to endure it, I will count to three and I will break the plaster on your leg. Are you ready?"

"Of course, I'm ready!" Howard grinned broadly, "Come on, man!"

"three!"

Zhen Fan directly counted to three, pinched the plaster with one hand, and when he exerted force, the plaster broke, and then there was the cry of Peter like a pig being killed. He couldn't bear it anymore.

"Man, you lied!"

This guy is still thinking about this.

Zhen Fan stretched out his hand to hold his knee, put his whole palm on his knee, and slowly penetrated it with inner breath. This greatly relieved Howard's pain, and also used inner breath to check the injury and condition of his knee.

his physical condition.

"It feels very comfortable, Zhen, you are really good at it!" The warmth inside his knee made Howard feel good. The pain gradually disappeared and was replaced by a warm airflow.

"Okay, I can tell you the results. I promise that you can resume training in ten days. In other words, you will recover in ten days!" Zhen Fan let go of his hand, then looked at Howard and nodded.

, “How about this guarantee?”

"Ten days? Man, are you sure you're not joking?" Howard looked at Zhen Fan in shock, looking at Zhen Fan in disbelief, "Don't think that just because I'm a black guy, you can deceive me. I'm not stupid!"

Not just Howard, but also Amy.

Cook couldn't believe it. After all, he had not personally seen how Wei Chao recovered. The process could only be described as miraculous. Therefore, Henry believed it.

"Let's make a bet, five hundred thousand dollars a day. After ten days, if it exceeds one day, I will deduct half a million dollars. After deducting five million dollars, I will pay you half a million dollars every day until I go bankrupt."

how?"

Five hundred thousand dollars a day, ten days is five million dollars. According to this calculation, if the treatment cannot be cured in one month, Zhen Fan will have to pay Howard ten million dollars. If it takes longer... days, then

What number should it be? This guy will go bankrupt.

Not only Howard thinks so, but also Amy.

Cook thought so too, but Henry didn't.

"Deal!" Howard stretched out his hand and gave Zhen Fan a big kiss. Their fists touched again, "Remember your words, Zhen, don't think I'm a bad guy..."

"Of course, I know that the big black guy is not someone to be bullied!"