The God of Basketball

At ten o'clock in the morning on February 28th, the Stanford men's basketball team arrived at the USC basketball hall for training and warming up.

Scott was very excited about the upcoming game, and he kept dunking, dunking, dunking. As he himself said, he can't wait to show his talent. He hopes that he can get attention through this game and enter the NBA's attention.

As a basketball player, who doesn't want to enter the highest palace representing the world basketball?

Compared with Stanford's active efforts to warm up for the game, USC has no response, and their half has been empty. Although the game was held at 3:30 this afternoon, they didn't look like they were going to warm up at all.

"The arrogant USC really doesn't take us seriously." Thomson said angrily.

Li Zhen patted him on the shoulder and comforted him with a smile.

He can't say too much, after all, it is difficult for people to pay attention to the situation at Stanford now. After all, Stanford wasn't strong in the first place, and with the two core main players injured, the head coach ran away, how could they think highly of you?

After lunch.

The team practiced together for a while.

When everyone was preparing to take a short break to recharge their batteries for the upcoming competition, Li Zhen was hungry again... His appetite exploded violently in the past two days.

When he walked into the restaurant next to the stadium, he quickly ordered five burgers.

While eating, he clearly felt that a man sitting across from him was looking at him. This person is a white man in his 30s, who looks refined and well-bred.

Li Zhen thought he was surprised by his own food intake, so he nodded to him with a smile, and then whispered: "I don't eat so much every day, don't be surprised."

When he explained this, the man across from him laughed instead.

"Are you a Stanford player?" he asked.

Li Zhen was surprised how he knew, and the man pointed to Li Zhen's jersey jacket.

Li Zhen quickly understood, and then generously introduced himself: "Hello, my name is Bruce Lee, and I am the point guard of the Stanford Crimson team."

"Hello, Kevin George! A full-time scout for the San Antonio Spurs." The white man also extended his hand and shook Li Zhen.

This shocked Li Zhen.

He didn't expect to come out for an extra meal, and he met the NBA scout Scott was looking forward to, or the San Antonio Spurs scout, my God! This is too young.

However, surprises are surprises.

Li Zhen didn't take advantage of the trend to boast to himself in order to get his attention, because he knew that professional matters should be left to the professional. We meet by chance, too enthusiastic is not a good thing.

Kevin George is a little surprised that Li Zhen is calm. In many cases, as long as he reveals his identity to NCAA players, most of the opponents will immediately change color, treat him with a warm and even obsequious attitude, and talk about it. Absolutely talk about his life experience and his basketball experience.

But the kid in front of him gave him a completely different feeling.

His curiosity couldn't help but also increased.

Kevin George showed up at the fast food restaurant because he had an appointment with USC starting point guard Pruitt. He is very interested in this player. He believes that this guy has a chance to enter the NBA with his physical fitness. If he knows his temperament and personality through further understanding, and he is sure that he fits the atmosphere of the locker room in San Antonio, he will Make recommendations to management and coaching staff.

But right now, it doesn't look like Pruitt is a good fit for the Spurs. He had made an appointment to meet at ten-thirty, but it was almost one o'clock now.

Not being punctual and not respecting the agreement,

This can seriously challenge Gregg Popovich's endurance.

"So, are the hamburgers here really so delicious?" Kevin George chatted with Li Zhen while he was bored.

Li Zhen just swallowed the second hamburger. When he picked up the third hamburger, he replied: "Frankly speaking, I can't tell whether it is delicious. I just have a sudden increase in appetite in the past two days. I must use these things to eat." Suppress stomach protests!"

This is an interesting statement, Kevin George smiled, and then said: "You eat so much, but you are so thin. I really envy your digestion ability."

Li Zhen had already stuffed the third hamburger into his mouth at this time, and he didn't have time to answer his question at all.

"I wish you a great performance this afternoon. I hope these burgers will become your spinach and make you infinitely stronger." Kevin George stood up and said goodbye to this interesting Stanford player.

He decided not to wait for Pruitt.

However, at this moment. A tall black player stepped in from the outside. He was wearing a USC training uniform. He was about 1.9 meters tall. Compared with an NCAA player, he was already very strong and muscular.

However, judging from the expression on his face, he was very tired, even with sleepy eyes.

"Hey bro. You're here!"

He walked over quickly, then hugged Kevin George very warmly, and then said: "I'm really sorry. Our coach has been doing pre-match training. He explained a lot about today's game. I can't get to you in time. What a bad date!"

He spoke quickly, but without sincerity.

Moreover, the smell of alcohol coming out of his mouth clearly showed that he was lying. He probably just couldn't get up with a hangover.

Most importantly, Li Zhen did not see any USC players training in the arena.

This is really a low-level lie.

However, neither Kevin George nor Li Zhen intends to expose him.

At this time, Li Zhen had already eaten the fifth hamburger, and he planned to speed up and finish this...and leave immediately.

He has no habit of interfering in other people's conversations.

But just as he was about to gulp down the hamburger and leave, Pruitt said in a strange tone: "Kevin, do you still have an appointment with the Stanford players?"

His tone was questionable, dissatisfied, but more disdainful.

Just when Li Zhen was about to answer 'We just happened to sit together', Kevin George said in a gentle voice: "Yes, we just had a nice conversation."

Kevin expressed his dissatisfaction with Pruitt in his way. In fact, he no longer intends to continue communicating with Pruitt.

And Pruitt thinks so too.

When he met Li Zhen, he had great doubts about Kevin George's professional ability and was angry. He felt that Kevin George was a great insult to him by putting himself together with this little-known Stanford backup guard.

Just when Pruitt was about to go crazy.

A voice suddenly appeared in Li Zhen's mind: "Take him!" Take him! !

"This guy was drinking again last night, smoking marijuana, and...indulging in sex. He is really a shameless player. I want to deprive him of his talent. Hurry up and hold him, and I will grab his strength talent!!"

ah? ? ?

Li Zhen, who was eating a hamburger, choked. Take him? How?

"I don't think we need to talk anymore, Mr. George. I don't trust your professional vision. You can't just pick a player from anywhere and put him on the same table. I am the starting point guard of USC. , I’m a first-team player in the Pacific League! Goodbye!”

Pruitt dropped this sentence stiffly, turned and left.

Kevin George didn't keep him, he didn't even pretend to be polite, because he was sure that the Spurs absolutely didn't need such a player.

He just glanced apologetically at Li Zhen who was choking on the hamburger: "I'm really sorry to let you participate."

Li Zhen took a sip of water forcefully, and forcibly swallowed the hamburger in his mouth.

Then he raised his head and told Kevin George very seriously: "The next step is the war between me and him."

This sentence made Kevin George blame himself even more. He felt that the words he had brought Bruce in were too irresponsible, and he was thinking about how to compensate the poor Stanford defender.

But what he didn't know was that there was a "positive energy baby" in the brain of the Stanford guard in front of him who was teaching him how to beat Pruitt!

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