Reborn My Name Is Kobe

Seeing that Jessica drank half a glass of whiskey in one go and didn't seem to feel anything at all, I couldn't help but wonder if the whiskey in the bar had been mixed with water, so I signaled to the waiter to pass me a glass of whiskey.

The strong drink was like fire when it entered the throat. It felt really sour and refreshing. Jessica immediately laughed out loud after seeing my expression. I squeezed out a wry smile in embarrassment. Not only did the whiskey in this bar not have any ginseng,

With water, I feel it's a bit more intense than ordinary whiskey.

Just when I didn't know what to say, there were several huge figures passing by Jessica and me. They were humming and singing rap songs from time to time as they walked. I took a closer look at these figures.

Aren't these guys the same as Shaq and several other Lakers teammates? They looked quite comfortable, and some of them were accompanied by several blonde girls with hot bodies.

I was wearing a Batman mask, so even if they walked right in front of me, they didn't recognize me. It looked like they were going deeper into the bar.

This bar is really unique. If you just see the door of this bar, you can't imagine what is hidden inside. In fact, this bar is larger than ordinary bars.

It's a lot higher because it doesn't just have one or two floors, and it doesn't just have a bar.

When Jessica and I followed Shaq and others down the stairs, we discovered that there were even casinos, dance halls, hotels and other projects in this entire underground world. Only then did I realize that this place

It's like a nightlife distribution center. As long as you have money, you can find all kinds of fun here.

Now that I think about it, there may be some deeper reasons why Shaq chose this place. As for what it is, just ask him in person when you have the opportunity in the future. Shaq's character is not the kind of person who likes to hide.

Tucked.

When Jessica and I followed Shaq and the others to the bottom level of this underground world, the surroundings were suddenly enveloped in light of various colors. Even through Batman's mask, I felt

These lights are a bit too bright and can easily make people dizzy.

Jessica didn't seem to be so troubled. At least she looked more excited and happy. When the dynamic music sounded, the surrounding light dimmed, and a few seconds later there was a loud bang.

A roar, similar to the shocking entrance sound effects of WWE, started, and a huge beam of stage light began to shine down from somewhere on the roof and began to wander around the entire venue.

After the bang, the surrounding area immediately fell into darkness, and many people screamed. However, a second later, the stage light appeared again, and directly found the stage located in the center of the entire hall.

A huge figure in a black cloak slowly stood up from a crouching position.

He held a microphone in his hand, and several hot beauties suddenly appeared around him. These beauties danced rhythmically around the huge body.

The music in the hall is very penetrating and shocking. When you are in it, you can even clearly feel your heart trembling with the beat of the music, as if these sounds are not entering you through the eardrums.

In the body, it directly penetrates the barrier of your skin and muscles, and acts directly on your internal organs and bones.

And this kind of music is not the kind of relatively low-level rock music. I can feel the powerful power contained in it. It is the vitality condensed in it by the people who make this music. And I think of music that can achieve this effect.

Don't know much.

Of course I knew that the person standing in the middle of the stage at this time was Shaq, but his stage performance ability completely exceeded my expectations. In fact, this was also compared with himself, compared with Shaq's last personal performance.

Come on, the combination of stage and music effects this time has simply reached a whole new level. I believe that many professional singers cannot reach his current state.

And this kind of stage appeal is contagious. It can make people around you enter a certain state of excitement without knowing it, allowing people to put aside the constraints and worries in their daily life and concentrate on performing.

Engage in a release of inner energy and emotions.

Jessica could no longer hold back her body for a long time. She directly pulled me and started to dance some very hot dances. In fact, the people around her had already completely let themselves go with this shocking music.

I can feel the vitality of the crowd. People influence each other, superimpose all kinds of happiness and vitality, and release themselves with dance and roar.

Shaq's energy seemed to be endless, but I felt a little tired. When I turned on my phone, I realized that it was almost two o'clock in the morning. How could time go by so fast?

Hurry!

I almost dragged and carried Jessica out of the bar, who was smelling of alcohol. Although I must admit that Shaq's party was indeed very successful, I can't waste my time here anymore.

, after all, I still have to spare enough time to train my skills. I must understand that my talent is far inferior to that of guys like Shaq, so I have to put in more effort to train my skills in order to be successful.

To have the chance to become a true superstar, I must learn to be as disciplined as the real Kobe.

Thinking of this, I silently sent Jessica home, and after making sure she was asleep, I drove back to my home. It was already three-thirty in the morning. I didn't expect that it would be four o'clock in the morning in Los Angeles.

Looking like this, I shook my head and smiled bitterly.

In order to quickly recover from the party, I even took a cold shower. When the cold water caused goosebumps to appear on my arms, I finally felt that my brain had returned to normal.

Under my own control, the stimulation of ice water made it impossible for me to think of Shaq's influence on me.

I slept very soundly, not even a single dream that I could remember. When I looked at the twelve o'clock time displayed on my phone, I hurriedly climbed out of bed, and then I remembered

The Lakers have a full team training session this afternoon.

Shaq is really a big trap. He knew that the team had a training camp today and would be on a plane to Phoenix later in the day. He still invited so many teammates to attend his party. When I left last night,

It was around two o'clock in the morning, and God knows until what time they held this party.

I ate some beef and salad in a hurry, and then drove to Staples Arena. The team training time was around three o'clock, and I wanted to go to the arena earlier and train by myself for a while. Many times

I will always find that there is a big difference between training alone and training with everyone. It does not mean that individual training is better than team training, but only when you train individually can you truly build your own strength.

In basketball style, many seemingly simple actions require countless sweats and countless boring trainings.

When I was walking slowly around the basketball court while shooting the ball, I even kept my eyes closed. This was not only to exercise my ball sense, but also to completely empty my mind and let myself enter.

Go into a meditative state.

I found that when I really let go of my thoughts, forgot about Jessica, Shaq, etc., and only relied on my body's instinct to control the basketball, my other senses became more acute.

After getting up, my sense of touch, hearing, and balance have all strengthened. Even when I close my eyes, a special scene can appear in my mind. I seem to be able to make the scenes around me appear in my mind through my feelings.

presented in it.

From dribbling with eyes closed to shooting and free throws with eyes closed, I tried hard to explore this feeling of mine more deeply. The potential of our human brain is very huge, especially the so-called sixth sense.

In my previous life, I wasn't very interested in these things, but after I had Kobe's physical talent, I realized that when my mental concentration reaches a certain level, my mind can really have a huge impact on my body and everything around me.

Influence.

Half an hour after I arrived at the arena, a second person finally appeared, and this person was none other than Shaq. He noticed the very obvious dark circles under his eyes from the moment he first stepped into the arena.

This guy couldn't have just played in the bar all night and then came here without sleeping.

"Shaq?"

"Yeah, can't you tell, you've worked really hard, you rookie!"

"I have a name, my name is Kobe Bryant, not a rookie!"

"It depends on my mood, but don't you think the rookie is much smoother than your Bryant or something?"

"I don't think you can call me Kobe, not rookie."

"By the way, you went to Backstreet Dad last night, right?"

Shaq said quite lightly.

"Of course, of course I didn't go. Why should I go to your party? The last time I went to your party was because I lost a bet to you. What reason do I have to go this time?"

"Haha, you look a little silly when you lie. Let me guess that the guy wearing the Batman mask last night should be you, and the beautiful woman dressed as Catwoman standing next to you should be my distant cousin Jesse

Ka, your body shape and hairstyle are so easy to identify, next time you plan to disguise yourself, you better be a little more careful."

I touched my head with my hand and realized that the afro on my head was indeed a bit too conspicuous.

"Stop talking about this, your party probably lasted all night, right?"

"How is that possible? No matter how good my physical condition is, I can't dance continuously for that long. But it is true that I stayed up all night. The party ended at four o'clock in the morning. Then I played cards with those guys."

"Those guys? Are you referring to Eddie Jones, Horry, and Scott?"

"Absolutely. I told them not to go home. How can they get up if they are lying in bed at this time?"

"No wonder you, who has always been disdainful of training, came so early because you were afraid that you would not be able to get up if you fell asleep. I don't know that this guy Silver Fox Harris saw that half of the people in the training class this afternoon were missing.

What’s your mood?”

"Let him do whatever he wants. There is nothing to train for. Our Lakers are a little afraid of the Bulls led by Jordan, but no one else is our opponent. And we can just play casually in the regular season. Wait until

I won't teach those guys how to behave until the playoffs start."

"You're bragging, why do I remember that you had your head shaved a lot during the playoffs?"

"That was an accident!"

"Once or twice could be an accident. Count how many times your head has been shaved since you entered the league!"

At this time, the look on Shaq's face looked a little scary. He roared and rushed towards me. Naturally, I didn't give up and started to run faster.

Although Shaq is not slow, he wants to catch up with me

Still not that easy.

"You kid, don't run away. If you have the ability, challenge me to a duel. By the way, didn't you want to challenge me last time? I think this time is a good opportunity."

Hearing this, I gradually slowed down.

"You haven't slept all night. It doesn't make any sense to fight you now even if I win."

"You really treat yourself like a green onion. Even if I don't sleep for three days and three nights, I can easily beat you."

Shaq had a triumphant expression on his face, and looking at the deep hollows around his eyes, I really didn’t believe that he could beat me without sleeping for three days and three nights, but then I thought about it and it was really good this time.

If you have the opportunity, you can play with Shaq. After all, this guy is famous for his laziness. At other times, it is almost impossible to see him come to the arena in advance.

"Okay, I will accept your challenge. What are the rules?"

"The rules, the rules are still the same as ordinary heads-up. Let's play 21 balls. Ordinary two-pointers count as one point, and three-pointers count as two points. If your three-pointers are accurate enough, you still have a chance.

Win me."

I thought for a while and seemed to have nothing else to say, so I nodded and agreed.

"Do you need to warm up? I've been practicing here for a while. If you can't perform well later, don't refuse."

"What kind of warm-up do I need to hit you?"

Shaq still looked confident and didn't seem to take me seriously at all.

Well, since Shaq is so arrogant, I have to give him some color today no matter what.

I was the one who served first. I didn't rush to attack from the beginning. Instead, I concentrated on observing Shaq's defensive habits. However, it was obvious that this guy really didn't take me seriously at all and directly attacked me.

The outside line was completely open to me, and I stood directly under the basket. The expression on my face seemed to say to me, I will admit it if you kill me today.

Looking at his expression, I felt an unknown fire welling up in my heart. I felt that I was not that bad, but he dared to despise me so much. I must teach him a lesson.

Since Shaq can't defend, I'll just shoot a three-pointer and make him cry.

I stared at the basket, jumped up with all my strength, and shot from outside the three-point line.

When the basketball flew across the sky and flew towards the basket at high speed, what made me vomit blood was that the three-pointer had already entered the range of the basket. However, it seemed that it had over-rotated and ended up inside the basket.

It kept spinning, and after going around for an unknown number of times, it just wouldn't go in.

Shaq was also a little anxious when he looked under the basket, but he finally restrained himself from playing with the basketball. If he really did that, I would be very happy, because it would be a defensive interference with the ball.

And I can successfully get the two points for a good start.

In the end, the basketball spun out after countless circles in the hoop. I took a deep breath and thought about why I encountered this situation on my first ball.

Next came Shaq's offensive round. I saw him dribbling the ball leisurely outside the three-point line, and I didn't go up to defend with pressure because I was still constantly observing Shaq's eyes, because if

If he wants to make a fake move, then it is meaningless to just pay attention to the movements of his hands, and his eyes cannot lie. If I am sharp enough, I can judge the direction of his next action.

Then all my considerations were actually unnecessary, because he didn't make any extra fake moves or hide any of his thoughts. Only then did I realize that Shaq's dribbling ability and ball-protecting awareness were better than I imagined.

Even better, this guy's footsteps are extremely agile, no slower than many defenders.

I originally had a better opportunity to steal Shaq's dribble, but in the end I missed the opportunity because of a moment of hesitation. When he entered the free throw line with his back, I had no way to stop him.

His attack.

I immediately gave up my defense, because when I was blocked behind by his huge body, I had no chance at all. Even if I exerted all my strength, I couldn't shake his body at all.

You must know that those insiders who are no smaller than Shaq have no way to deal with him. Whether it is David Robinson, Mutombo, Ewing, or even the big dream Olajuwon, they all have trouble defending Shaq one-on-one.

Very strenuous.

The basket was pulled down heavily by Shaq's huge weight and strength, and the subsequent rebound force prevented him from returning to calm for a long time.

To be honest, I'm starting to feel a little guilty now. Shaq is so scary even if he partyes all night without sleeping. What are my chances of defeating him?

I was dribbling the ball from outside the three-point line, but Shaq was still squatting under the basket with an indifferent attitude, not showing any signs of guarding him. Even in a formal game, this guy was

Prefers to stay under the basket rather than defend out.

Players in this era are still hesitant when it comes to shooting three-pointers. They will not take it without hesitation as long as there is an opportunity like in the later small ball era. Most teams have not made three-pointers a routine.

Tactical weapons are more often used only when the opportunity is particularly good, or when the team is behind by too many points, it will be used as a weapon to chase points.