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"Andre! Andre! Your kid went drinking again yesterday! Quickly, bring me the list of the NCAA semi-finals!" San Antonio, in the ATT Center training ground, a gray-haired old man shouted in the field , The players who got into training on the field all turned around and took a look.

"What drink! Drinking can give you a team report? The NCAA Final Four list, I guarantee this is the most detailed in the United States!" A black scout with a bald head hurriedly handed over the report. .

　　 The white-haired old man put on his glasses and flipped through the report with both hands. For a team with stable performance like the San Antonio Spurs, a high draft pick is something that can be met but not sought. To maintain the strength of the team, they have to use their low draft picks to find some useful players.

　　 Don't think that the Spurs can find treasures in the low overall by luck. Popovich likes not those dazzling stars in the NCAA league, but some good shoots who may not have much reputation but can be tuned.

　　 And such players tend to be particularly many in the NCAA Final Four team roster. Don't underestimate the NCAA. The teams that can survive to the Final Four in the March Madness Championship are not teams supported by a single star.

John Wall, Evan Turner, Wesley Johnson, Derek Favors... these familiar stars are undoubtedly the final four of the March Madness Championship. Turned away. Only a truly powerful team can survive to the end in the March Madness Championship. The players who can lead the team to the final four are the real team players. Team player, isn't this the San Antonio Spurs' favorite type?

　　 "Butler University?" Just as the old man looked through the report in his hand, he suddenly saw an unexpected name. Popovich turned to look at his scout. This guy might have been drunk and mistyped the team's name.

　　 "It's Butler University, what's the matter!?" The scout named Andre looked confused. He had a drink yesterday, but he didn't miss a word.

　　 "Nothing." Popovich continued to look down. Butler University's name appeared on this list for the first time in history. This kind of small team can make history, or it's just bad luck. Either... it's just that some amazing player has become the key to the fate of this kind of team.

　　 "Average of 9.8 assists per game!?" Popovich widened his eyes and cast an incredible look at the scout again.

　　 "Yes, it was 9.8 times! I was really not drunk yesterday!" Andre spread his hands. When writing the report yesterday, he was also taken aback by the data.

　　 "Yiyang? International player?" Popovich looked at the strange name in front of the data.

　　 "Yes, the Chinese, this season has been in the NCAA. In the round of 16, he almost reversed Syracuse University with his own power, and made Bohem very angry."

　　 After listening to the scout's interpretation, Popovich drew a red circle on Yiyang's name. "Go and get me all the video of this guy's game. By the way, there is also Vasquez from the University of Maryland, Venezuelan. I want his video too. Go, the rest, wait for me to watch in detail. I'll talk about it after the report."

　　 "No problem!" Andrei made an "OK" gesture to Popovich, thanking him that he was not found drinking last night.

　　 Actually, if the young black scout hadn't neglected his duty last night, Popovich's view of Yiyang would have changed drastically. Because now, Yiyang’s average assists per game is no longer 9.8 times, but 10.1 times even more terrifying!

　　It is not just the San Antonio Spurs. At this moment, the head coach or general manager of all NBA teams has a list of the final four. Philadelphia, New Jersey, Detroit and even Los Angeles have sent the most reliable scouts to observe Yiyang.

　　 "What do you think of this kid?" At the same time, a tall blond white player accidentally saw his head coach watching Yiyang's game video. The head coach asked casually, and the blonde taller stared at the screen for a while. At this time, Yiyang's one-stop fast break after a steal is being played back on the screen. Even across the screen, the blond white man seemed to be able to feel the warm atmosphere of the scene.

　　 "It's so fast, it reminds me of Jason when I was young." The blond white man smiled, but he doesn't want to watch the rookies now, because his goal this year is the NBA championship!

"No, he is much faster than Jason! Okay, let’s go out for training. This season, but it's very long." The head coach silently circled the name of Yiyang, if his team can't win the championship this season. . Maybe, adding some fresh blood will be a good choice...

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　　Yiyang, who was sweating wildly in the training ground, did not know that he has now become the subject of conversations between the head coaches and general managers of many NBA teams. Although the goal is professional basketball, Yiyang has not thought so much about the NBA. At this moment, he just wants to survive in the final four in March Madness.

　　Yiyang didn't expect that he would have feelings for the Bulldogs team. People here love him, and his teammates love him. Similarly, Yiyang also fell in love with the basketball team he played for for the first time.

　　 Now Yiyang is full of NCAA champions. He hopes to win the first championship trophy for his team. Not only for myself, but also for everyone who fights side by side with myself.

　　 "Yi! What are you hesitating!? It's time to pass the ball!" It wasn't until Stevens's shout echoed in the training ground that Yiyang realized that he had missed the best time to pass the ball.

　　 "My." Yiyang raised his hand and apologized to everyone in a cold tone. He secretly promised in his heart that he would never go on a desertion again!

　　 At this time, no one will blame him. Making mistakes in training is better than making mistakes in official games.

　　 "Okay, okay, let's take a break! Let's practice later!" If even Yiyang has started to run deserts on the basketball court, then other people must be more confused now. Stevens simply stopped the training and let everyone rest for a while, after all, the players have run the tactics for forty minutes in a row.

　　 "Also, what were you thinking about just now?" Hayward sat cross-legged next to Yiyang. He knew that his good buddies would normally not have this situation.

　　 "Champion." Yiyang answered the word Hayward bluntly, causing the latter's expression to change from worry to laughter.

　　 "Gordon! What are you giggling about? Yesterday the cheerleader Mia dated you again? Come on, read this report to everyone!" Stevens held up a newspaper and beckoned to Hayward. During the break, everyone can't just sit on the ground and stare at them.

　　 Hayward went up and took the newspaper. "The second-year white forward Gordon Hayward is the brightest star player in Butler. Legend has it that he demonstrated his shooting talent in a basketball game when he was 3 years old. The 2.03 meter sea Ward is a troublesome figure in matchup. In terms of offensive methods, Hayward has shooting range and the ability to attack close to the basket. As Butler's top scorer and rebounder, Hayward's season average The data is 18.5 points and 8.2 rebounds. People are very optimistic about his draft market. The white forward will hopefully get the pick in the middle of the first round."

　　 "Yeah! Worthy of being our number one scorer!"

　　 "Gordon! Sign me, hahaha!"

　　 "The middle of the first round? I can't stop it!"

　　 The players all booed happily. After Hayward finished reading, he laughed at everyone. In the newspapers, he was praised.

　　 "Read the next paragraph." Stevens smiled and shook his head. These guys are definitely a real team.

　　 Hayward picked up the newspaper again and looked at the lower section. The smile on his face suddenly disappeared.

"Um... Butler, a small school with fewer than 5,000 students, is waiting to replicate the miracle of the Milan High School in 1954. In this semi-final match, they have the advantage of the home court, and the Butler campus is only from the competition arena. Less than 6 miles away. As the most inconspicuous team occupying the semi-finals in this tournament, if Colin Lucas could play in the previous round, Butler might not be so lucky to beat Michigan State. Historic advancement to the final semi-finals. Maybe the Bulldogs’ starting lineup is very strong, but their bench is not outstanding. You know, Butler’s opponent in the final semi-finals is Kansas State’s attack A very powerful team. The Cinderella story is beautiful, but experts generally believe that the Bulldogs’ counterattack will end here!"

　　 Hayward read it hesitantly, for a long time, this report is simply hurting them.

"The group of so-called experts outside thinks that we are lucky and ran into a Spartan team that lost the core. Outside, it is said that our promotion is just an accident! But I think this group of guys is talking about him Damn bullshit!" Stevens's tone changed, and the assistant coach beside him couldn't help but smile secretly. This guy, the co-author wanted to take this opportunity to improve morale and eliminate the fatigue of players.

　　 Accompanied by Stevens's passionate voice ~www.novelmtl.com~Many players clenched their fists, including Yiyang.

　　 The feeling of being looked down upon by others, no one knows better than Yiyang. This kind of strong resonance makes this No. 1 defender gritted his teeth!

　　 "Where does the respect come from!?" Stevens shouted openly, as if he was directing the game from the sidelines. "Respect comes from victory! Show by victory! Tell me, who are you! Don't want to win respect!" Stevens said, pointing to the newspaper in Hayward's hand. Obviously, the group of reporters and so-called experts had no respect for the Bulldogs.

　　 "We are all eager to win respect!" Yiyang took the lead and shouted.

"That's right! To win respect, respect is on our own to win it back! Now, let me go on the court and then train. Then, in the game the day after tomorrow, beat the **** Kansas State University! I don't care about them How great are "Little Wade" Xavier Henry and Cole Aldridge! I only know that we **** want to beat all our opponents in Indianapolis!" This young white marshal shocked himself. His face flushed.

　　 The blood of young people is the easiest to be ignited. It so happens that Stevens is also a young man. He knows very well how to lead this gang of unpopular little ghosts out of the siege!

　　Yiyang was the first to stand up. As the brain of the team's tactical execution, his responsibility is undoubtedly very huge. If you look at how the Michigan State University loses its brain, you can imagine what the Bulldogs would become without Yiyang.

　　 Everyone followed Yiyang to stand up one after another, and reinvested in training. There was no desertion, and I didn't feel tired. Now, these boys have only one idea in their minds.

　　 In the final semi-finals, blaze a trail!