Super Lord of the Rings

After taking a shower and changing clothes, the first thing Wang Jun did was to call Abby, and they would have a chat after the game.

When the phone was connected, Abby's voice came, with an indescribable feeling, three parts lazy, three parts resentful, and the rest was indifferent. "Hello? What's the matter?"

"Abby, the game is over, I scored 40 points today!"

"Oh." Abby replied.

"You seem to be very listless, what's the matter, are you uncomfortable?" Wang Jun asked with concern.

"I'm fine." Seeing that he was nervous, Abby softened her tone. "Don't worry, I'm just a little tired."

Wang Jun thought that all the problems would be solved when he went out to relax, and said with a smile: "Don't push yourself too much about the internship, relax, go out and have fun, and the work will go smoothly when you are in a happy mood."

"How to relax? Do you go to the playground like you? No one goes with me." Abby felt stuck in a panic for no reason.

"When you come back, we can go together." Wang Jun paused, and said with a smile, "How do you know I went to the playground? Did Luo Lisa say it again?"

"Many people know about it." Abby snorted, feeling a little sour, and wanted to explain, but opened her mouth but didn't know what to say.

Say you don't want Wang Jun to be friends with older ugly girls? Wang Jun talked to Theron because he wanted to emulate her. How can he say that?

If you don't say anything, it is easy to be misunderstood, as if you are jealous.

She is not jealous, but the sense of loss that her good friend was "robbed". She and Theron had never met before, and knew that the other party had no malicious intentions, but she was affected, and she couldn't help but care about it, because Wang Jun was the only friend of the opposite sex.

Wang Jun noticed that Abby was unhappy, and quickly explained: "I haven't gone out to play since I came to the United States. Charlie said that I put too much pressure on myself, so I couldn't play well. I should relax, so I went. You Don't believe what is said on the Internet, in short, don't get me wrong, we are not a couple."

"Who misunderstood you? Did she still ask you out?"

Wang Jun nodded repeatedly at the phone, and said in one breath: "Yes. I don't know where to go and how to play. She said show me and teach me how to date. I can ask you to go out, otherwise I will go out with people like me. It must be boring and maybe you'd rather be at home reading."

Abby held the phone, opened her eyes wide, and asked, "She taught you dating?"

"She and I are really just ordinary friends. She works with the film crew and left after the filming..." Wang Jun found out that he had said too much. Doesn't it show that he has thoughts about Abby? When I speak English by myself, it is easy to overwhelm my brain.

"So, she taught you how to date me?"

"Uh... yes." Wang Jun admitted in a bachelor's way.

Abby laughed so hard that her flowers and branches trembled, and her gloomy expression suddenly brightened.

Getting someone to teach you how to date a girl, and telling the client about it, is so stupid that it's hopeless.

Abby thought it was fun, she knew what kind of person Wang Jun was. On the sports field, he is a training freak, with amazing perseverance, and his life is very simple, unlike youth. As for love, he probably doesn't know what it means to be in love.

If such a person asks her out seriously and prepares some "surprises" for her, then hell will happen.

"Hey...you laughed too loudly." Wang Jun said awkwardly.

"Fool."

"Well, you not only laughed loudly, but also scolded me..." Wang Jun smiled wryly, "Then when you come back, will you go to the playground with me?"

"Go, wait for me to come back. You must also win three prizes for me, otherwise there will be no end." Abby laughed.

"OK."

Abby became very excited, and teased, "This is just a good friend's date. Let me remind you, don't prepare fireworks, roses and other confessions like those people."

"Ah?" Wang Jun was stunned.

"Know that you won't do such nonsense.

Abby laughed.

Wang Jun is usually very frugal, and fireworks and roses are not a small expense. In his style, he would rather invite her to dinner.

After chatting for a while, the two hung up the phone.

Wang Jun is in a better mood, and I really hope that Abby will return to Ann Arbor tomorrow.

The next day, the team had a holiday, and three days later, they played the final game of the first half of the Big Ten.

Bobby Houston went to a friend's party last night, played until midnight, got drunk and passed out, and slept at a friend's house all night.

He was the star of the party, applauding every bad joke, something he had never done in his first three years at school.

Near noon, Bobby, who was hungover, went back to the dormitory, passed the training hall, and was startled when he saw the door open.

Do you have training today?

Bobby was so dizzy from drinking that he couldn't turn his mind a little bit. To be on the safe side, he walked into the arena.

There was only one person in the empty arena. Wang Jun shot from outside the three-point line, sprinted to the basket to pick up the ball, and then quickly dribbled it out, doing back dribbles, turning around, and crotch dribbling. Go outside the line...

Seeing a teammate coming, Wang Jun greeted with a smile instead of picking up the ball after shooting. "Hi, Bobby."

"Wang, why are you still training? Isn't there only one game left before our holiday?" Bobby asked.

"Because there is only one game left, I must play better than the last game. I don't need to save my energy. After the game, I will have time to rest."

Same question, completely different views.

"Are you still not satisfied with 40 points?" Bobby was a little surprised.

"It's only 40 points, this..." Wang Jun wanted to say "this is not the NBA", feeling too arrogant, so he didn't go on. "In short, I continued to practice."

Wang Jun picked up the basketball and continued to practice.

Bobby watched for a while, Wang Jun hit three-pointers from various positions, and then tirelessly went to the basket to pick up the ball, brought it out, and shot again.

He practiced like this for five minutes, with no trace of pain on his face, and he seemed to be enjoying it a bit.

He was so absorbed that he almost forgot that Bobby was there.

Bobby was completely sober, and suddenly he felt ashamed.

He was content with just starting the varsity team and leading the regular season in the Big Ten, bragging about the team's accomplishments while celebrating with his friends.

He averaged only 8.3 points, 4.7 rebounds and 1.2 assists per game. Compared with last season, he not only did not improve, but also declined.

David asked him to practice high mid-range shooting, shooting 400 shots a day, and he felt very painful. After training in the team, he took up his personal time. Up to now, his jumper shooting rate is not high, and he must be open to ensure a certain amount of time. efficiency.

His body is relatively thin. Although he moves fast enough and bounces well, he suffers from inside confrontation. Whenever he felt tired from training and wanted to be lazy, Bobby would say to himself: "What are you practicing? If you don't have enough talent, you can't become a professional player."

But compared with Wang Jun, where is his talent not enough? David said he could be a good small forward if he could shoot the ball well.

The mentality of muddling along is the reason why he cannot become a professional player.

David wouldn't force him to train, he thought it would be easier. In fact, David put too many demands on him last season, but he failed to meet them, which made him disappointed.

Do you want to practice more during the holidays?

Is it too late to work hard now? Can I still become a professional player?

With a good example, Bobby also wants to work harder, and he wants to talk to the coach before doing so.

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