The Way of the Center

The duel between Anjie and DeAndre Jordan ended in this unexpected result. DeAndre Jordan, who has an overwhelming physical advantage, is forced into such a mess by An Jie, who weighs less than 100 kilograms, which really surprised many critics.

"The hope for the future of the traditional center forward!"

"The second Yao Ming, the whirlwind is coming!"

"This is the center forward!"

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All the headlines in various newspapers and websites were all in praise of An Jie. The situation of DeAndre Jordan, who became a loser, is completely opposite to that of the well-known Anjie. In the latest rookie ranking prediction, DeAndre Jordan has dropped from the middle of the first round to the top end of the second round. After confronting Anjie, he exposed his shortcomings of lack of skills and immature mind. The top card of Texas A\u0026M University quickly became a substitute. He was able to break the record in the first three games. It can only be said that he met a good opponent, not because he has good strength.

Speaking of rookie leaderboard predictions, Anjie, who has been hot recently, did not appear on this list. Cyclones only one person on the list, he is the team's big brother Mike. Taylor. But because Mike Taylor is already a junior, and the statistics are not particularly brilliant, so the experts temporarily put him at the 55th pick, at the end of the second round. Taylor doesn't particularly care about this. He knows his own level, so as long as he can not lose the draft within the draft range, he is already content.

After the list came out, many people came to ask An Jie about the draft. Friends, teammates, even reporters and fans, they all think that Anjie is fully capable of participating in the draft and should sign up for it.

"I'd better continue to hone in the college league and think about it again." This was An Jie's answer to everyone.

Divac could only shake his head helplessly. If he cultivated Anjie but Anjie was unwilling to play in the NBA, then everything he did would be meaningless. But it doesn't matter, he still has enough time to train An Jie, enough time to make An Jie improve. When this kid beat one after another powerful opponents in the NCAA arena, An Jie would definitely not be willing to leave the basketball court and give up the chance to go to the NBA. The last game also made Divac more confident in Anjie's success. This guy is hardworking, skilled, smart, and most importantly, he is really badass.

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As usual, Anjie declined everyone's invitations to hang out after training in the afternoon. After returning to the dormitory to prepare the nutrition package, An Jie came to the gymnasium alone. Extra practice until twelve o'clock every night, this is Anjie's unshakable "traditional program" every day.

For any youth who loves basketball, it is very tempting to enter the NBA to play. While the draft isn't the only way to play in the NBA, it's certainly the best one. Who doesn't want to be a pro? Who wouldn't want to turn a hobby into a job? However, An Jie must first have the ability to convince himself before he has the capital to convince his parents.

Thinking of this, An Jie was full of motivation for the boring training. He still quickly finished the tasteless dinner, ready to start today's extra training.

Just when An Jie changed his clothes and was about to enter the equipment training room, the door of the basketball court was pushed open by a person. Since An Jie was the only one here every night, he didn't turn on the lights of the basketball court. As long as there is light in the equipment training room, it is enough for An Jie. The entire basketball court was pitch-black, only a few strands of light from the equipment training room broke through the darkness.

"Who's there?" Maybe another teammate forgot to take something, An Jie thought.

"You actually practiced extra here? I knew it, I didn't miss it." This is... Divac's voice!

"Mr. Divac, did you forget to take something?"

"No." Divac finally came out of the darkness,

Came to An Jie. Unlike the usual suit and leather shoes, Divac is now wearing a sportswear and carrying a sports-style satchel in his hand.

"I'm also here for training." Divac said to Anjie with a smile.

"train?"

"Yes, training. I decided to go into battle in a few days to guide your movements and fight against you in person. You know, I'm an old bone. If I don't do some recovery and adaptive training in advance, I'm afraid it will be very difficult after I go up. You will soon make it impossible for you to get out of the game." Divac joked with An Jie in an easy-going manner.

"Are you doing strength training in the equipment room?" Divac pointed to the brightly lit room with the door ajar.

"Yes, because Coach Ricard said I was too thin, so I had to gain weight. But in order to maintain muscle strength while gaining weight, I had to do strength training while eating a nutrition package."

"How long have you been doing this?"

"It's been almost three months. I started training myself in mid-September." An Jiebi pointed out three fingers.

"Three months! Didn't stop for a day?" Divac couldn't believe it.

"No, I didn't come to practice for two days in three months. The first time was because I had a high fever and couldn't move, and the second time was because my roommate's birthday was too late. After that..." An Jie began to think seriously.

"There has been no interruption since then, every day."

Divac has been in the basketball world for so many years and has seen thousands of basketball players. Who has Divac never met? But if there is any athlete who can work as hard as Anjie, Divac can only think of one person's name: Kobe Bryant.

"Listen, I want you to change to doing extra training every two days. If you insist on extra training every day, you must use one day to do other training. In short, you can't train strength every day. Your training intensity is too high. I can't help it. I don’t want your body to be worn out so early. Don’t worry, your weight gain plan will not be affected.” After returning from the shock, Divac immediately gave more scientific suggestions for additional training.

"Okay, I'm going to change clothes too, let me practice with you today." After Divac finished, he walked to the locker room with his bag.

Training in the weight room with Divac, Anjie learned a lot of more efficient and safer training methods. Moreover, having someone to chat with while training also made An Jie feel that the training was much easier than before.

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The next day, Divac appeared in front of the crowd in a practice jersey. The muscular muscles on his arms make it impossible for you to see that he is a player who has retired for many years.

"Oh, when did the NCAA allow teams to have overage players?" Ricard joked after seeing Divac's outfit.

"You're not going to fight those boys, are you?" Old Moore looked at the "fully armed" Divac in surprise.

"Of course, verbal guidance is far inferior to personal demonstration. You don't have to worry about me. Although I have retired, my body is still strong." As he spoke, Divac showed his muscles to Ricard and Moore.

"I'm not worried about you, I'm worried about my players. Don't worry about hurting one or two, then our season will be over." Ricard knows how dark Divac's game is, he It's no wonder that such a person suffers.

"Hahahaha, don't worry buddy. It won't be long before your inside players will be more useful than they are now." Divac said, looking at An Jie who was running on the court.

Seeing Divac's smirk, Anjie and Morris, who were running back and forth on the field, felt a chill down their backs.

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After finishing a series of basic training, Anjie, Morris and Asakin were handed over to Divac.

"I think you have already guessed the content of today's training. We are still doing rebound training today, but what about your opponents in this training." Divac pointed a finger at himself. "Your opponent in this training is me!"

"This... are you sure? Coach." Morris' eyes widened. He was about to confront a legendary star, which made people a little unbelievable.

"I'm sure! When you fight against me, you treat it as a game. Don't let it go because you pity me, an old man. Although I am not as young as you, I am still not so easy to deal with." Divac moved a little His own muscles and bones, the hearts of the three young people below were all strained.

"An Jie, you come first. Morris, you shoot from different positions, try not to shoot for me, let the basketball fall randomly and irregularly, so that the training can be closer to actual combat." Divac faced An Jay hooked his fingers.

An Jie swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and walked up anxiously.

"Don't be nervous, I'm actually a civilized person, not like what the media said before." Speaking of this, Divac once again laughed maliciously.

"Are you a civilized person who uses flops and elbows every day to show affection to others?" An Jie thought to himself.

It is a terrible thing to let the demons of the former alliance come to train with him. Starting today, maybe Anjie will break a few ribs during training one day, or knock out two front teeth by flailing elbows indiscriminately.

An Jie didn't know that after a few years, whenever a rookie center was about to play against An Jie, they would have the same concerns in their hearts.

Anjie has already performed well on the NCAA court, and he has also absorbed Divac's oral teachings very well, so Anjie is still relatively confident in his positioning skills. But when he faced an old ball ruffian like Divac directly at the basket, An Jie realized how immature he was.

Anjie has the advantages of height, wingspan and jumping, but these advantages are completely invalid in front of Divac. Divac's positioning and foot movement under the basket made it impossible for Anjie to grab the best rebounding position. Divac is like a moving door, shutting Anjie out of the rebounding range. After the 15-point training, An Jie grabbed few rebounds, but his face was covered with sweat.

"Anjie take a break, think carefully about how I dealt with you just now. Now replace Morris, and Asakin will shoot." Although Anjie was sweating profusely, Divac, as an uncle, did not need to rest at all . He immediately called Morris up to continue the next round of training.

"Ha, maybe Anjie can really embark on the NBA path." Seeing Anjie, who was thinking and observing carefully during the break, and Divac, who was doing it himself on the training ground, Ricard knew a monstrous traditional center about to be born.

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