The Almighty King of Sports

When I arrived at the training arena, it was only 8 o'clock in the morning, but Wang Fei took a look, good guy, there are already several people on the training ground.

Among them are the team's big brother Harden and Eric Gordon and Clint Capela.

As a rookie, participating in training was even later than the top cards of these teams, and Wang Fei felt ashamed for a while.

He said to his heart, it seems that the club is also very diligent at the moment.

He hurried over and took a ball and started training.

At 9 o'clock in the morning, head coach Mike D'Antoni also came over.

The next training is the tactical training of the head coach.

The tactical arrangement is still based on Harden.

Other players mainly used pick-and-rolls, defenses, and runs around Harden.

This is inevitable.

Wang Fei carried out D'Antoni's tactical arrangements in a discreet manner.

After training for an hour, D'Antoni waved to Wang Fei and said, "Wang, come here."

Wang Fei quickly ran over.

As a newcomer, you must be active.

Do whatever the head coach asks.

"Tomorrow night's game, you are about to play. I don't ask you much. I hope you can play more aggressively and aggressively. Can you do it?" D'Antoni said with a serious face. Said.

"Yes! Mr. D'Antoni, don't worry!" Wang Fei said hurriedly.

"Well! We have to give full play to your defense and fixed-point shooting advantages. After you come off the bench, you are responsible for transporting the ball to the frontcourt. After you get to the frontcourt, the ball is mainly distributed by Eric. Your responsibility is to run out. Come open and wait for your teammates to pass you the ball. You have to remember that every shooting opportunity is hard to come by. You must shoot decisively and play smarter." D'Antoni taught.

"I will, Mr. D'Antoni." Wang Fei nodded.

"I heard about what happened last night. You did it right, you maintained the reputation of the team, and you have a sense of teamwork. This is worthy of praise." D'Antoni said again.

Wang Fei knew that D'Antoni was talking about Gordon's big mouth and nonsense about what was captured by China CCTV.

"Mr. D'Antoni, I am a member of the team, of course I must do things that are beneficial to the team. This is what I should do." Wang Fei said.

"Very good! Let's go to practice. I am very optimistic about you. I hope you can become the next Isaiah Thomas." D'Antoni nodded and said with satisfaction.

Wang Feixin said that Isaiah Thomas was almost abandoned.

I don't want to look up to him.

After all, the NBA is a business league. When you have no value, the team will unceremoniously abandon you.

This is ruthless.

So, in this league, you have to play smarter.

"Okay, I will work hard." Wang Fei said.

The morning of training passed quickly.

After eating at noon, there is a lounge at the Rocket Base. You can go to the lounge to take a nap.

"Wang, Green's big mouth is talking bad about you." Gary Clark took his cell phone and walked to Wang Fei's side.

"Huh? Which Green?" Wang Fei was taken aback.

In the NBA, there are quite a few Greens who play well.

There is a Gerald Green in the Rockets.

Isn't it him?

"Naturally it is Draymond Green of the Warriors. The kid tweeted that the Rockets' newly signed Huaxia guard Wang Fei is a trash. What else, he will beat you all over in the game to find teeth. You understand that there is no place for small men in the NBA." Gary Clark said.

I rub!

Wang Feixin said that he had long heard that Draymond Green had a big mouth, and he did not expect that he sprayed it on his head.

Wang Fei took Gary Clark's cell phone to read it.

The Twitter page opened on the phone is the homepage of Draymond Green, and the latest tweet is the one that sprayed himself.

paralysis!

Wang Feixin said, I don’t seem to offend you, right?

Why bury me like this?

Wang Fei shook his head, frowning and said: "Let him say, I am a trash, I can only verify on the court."

"Very angry! How could he do this?" Gary Clark said.

"Well, just take a bite by a dog. If a person is bitten by a dog, do you want to bite it back again?" Wang Fei said pretendingly.

"Wang, I think you can't be so silent, you should fight back. Otherwise, people will think you are weak and deceptive." Gary Clark said.

"How should I fight back?" Wang Fei asked.

Just as the two were talking, Eric Gordon came over.

"Wang, I have already replied to his tweet, and I told him that in tomorrow night's game, you will make him wagging like a dog. I also said that he is just a pile of **** compared to you." Eric Gordon patted Wang Fei on the shoulder and said.

As he said, he handed Wang Fei his mobile phone.

When Wang Fei took a look, it was really true that Eric Gordon was also talking **** with Draymond Green.

Rubbish, this is a kind of NBA culture.

These black players were all swearing on the court.

However, after scolding, they can still hook each other and talk and laugh like their buddies, which is really weird.

"Thank you Mr. Gordon." Wang Fei hurriedly thanked him.

In any case, this is considered a sign of good.

That nasty spot last night, let it dissipate in the wind.

"You're welcome, I will pass you more tomorrow night. You have to be smarter in your position." Gordon said with an arm around Wang Fei's shoulder.

"I will, I hope to cooperate well." Wang Fei smiled.

These black people are outspoken people, and Wang Fei has experienced them.

In the afternoon, it was another half day of intense practice.

After some training within the team, Wang Fei gradually developed a sense of understanding with these Rockets players.

At the end of the afternoon training, Wang Fei turned on his mobile phone and took a look.

He found that although he has become an intermediate member of the sports Tianwang APP, training has increased three times the rate, but the improvement of the small skills under the basketball skills is not particularly obvious.

At present, the status of his various skill projects is as follows:

Dribble: A-level-3720/5000.

Shooting: S-class-1870/5000.

Breakthrough: S grade -20/50000.

Jump: A grade 4120/5000.

Dunk: Class A-1035/5000.

Anticipating ball track skills: A-level 4230/5000.

This rate of progress is really not too fast.

Wang Fei was a little depressed.

However, both shots and breakthroughs were promoted to the S grade, which is still very good.

You know, S-level is already a super level skill. It is also one of the best in the NBA.

Especially Wang Fei's shooting, it is not an exaggeration to say that he is the first person in the NBA.

After all, even Zhan Huang, his shots barely exceed 50%.

Many of the other superstars have a field goal percentage of more than 40%, which is far behind Wang Fei.

"Wang, what are you looking at?" Gary Clark came over.

"It's okay, look at the information." Wang Fei said.

"Are you looking at the picture of Alisha Prince? Are there any benefits? Can I take a look?" Gary Clark said with a squint.

"No, no, Clark, you think too much." Wang Fei shook his head quickly.

"Did you not read your Facebook account? Or, what private message did Alisha send you." Gary Clark said.

"Really? Clark, I think, you still don't pay attention to these. I think one thing you should do now is to practice well, not to think about the messy things, okay?" Wang Fei said.

"Damn! I can't think about training 24 hours a day, I hope my life is colorful, I hope to have many beautiful girlfriends." Gary Clark said.

"Let's go, let's eat, or think about your contract. If you don't grasp it well in your rookie season, your later career may be a bit difficult." Wang Fei said.

"Okay, okay! I can't argue with you anyway. Wang, are you going to join Eliza tonight? She really wants you to go there." Gary Clark put his arms around Wang Fei's shoulders, and He walked in the direction of the restaurant together.

"No, I won't go. I'm going to practice tonight." Wang Fei said.

"You, what a workaholic! Such a hot girl, at your fingertips, you are not tempted, I really feel sorry for you." Gary Clark said stupidly.

Finished the meal in the restaurant.

There is no training arrangement at night.

Gary Clark asked Wang Fei again if he wanted to leave with him, but Wang Fei shook his head and refused.

So Gary Clark left alone to have fun.

Wang Fei went to the training ground alone.

He wants to be clear: Why does his skill improvement seem to slow down?

He came to the training ground, there is not a single player here.

but. When the staff saw Wang Fei coming in, they asked him if he wanted to practice more.

Wang Fei nodded and said yes.

As a result, the training ground staff turned on the lights on the training ground.

Wang Fei practiced shooting with the ball for a while, then practiced layups by various means for a while.

Then, Wang Fei walked to the sidelines and picked up his mobile phone to look through.

"Ding!"

On the mobile phone, the page of the Sports Tianwang APP automatically opens.

Then, a dialog box pops up with a paragraph like this: "Dear host, you need to understand that it is difficult to make progress in success! The more your skills reach a certain level, the more Upgrading will become difficult. And you are now a very good professional basketball player. Therefore, your level cannot be improved in a short time like before. You need to train hard, and then Only with the accumulation of actual combat can we continue to improve the level of skills."

Okay!

Wang Feixin said, this is an explanation for himself.

This explanation is reasonable.

"System, I would like to ask, at my current level, what is my level in the NBA? Can I successfully succeed in the world's largest professional league?" Wang Fei asked with consciousness.