The King of the NBA

　　 "The Timberwolves lost again."

　　 "Really? Three defeats in a row."

　　 "It's a three-game losing streak, I feel they still can't do it. After winning two games in the front, it won't work in the back. Looking like this, they have no drama this year and can't make the playoffs."

　　 "How about that Ning?"

　　 "Hehe, what else? The situation is similar to the Timberwolves today. It was pretty good at first, and then it didn't work. In these three games, he didn't score more than 15 points."

　　 "Oh, but as a lost draft, it's not bad."

　　The Timberwolves suffered a three-game losing streak, and there was much discussion outside.

　　 Some reporters even blocked the door to interview the Timberwolves players and coaches.

　　All interviews with reporters were stopped by Adelman, not to interview the players: "I can ask me any questions, I can answer them. The players still need training, please don’t disturb them."

　　 Hearing "all can answer", the reporters' eyes brightened.

On the edge, the Timberwolves PR manager was anxious and quickly gave Adelman a wink, but Adelman pretended not to see it and pointed to a reporter: "Please ask."

　　 This is a middle-aged man with blonde hair and a microphone. He almost asked without thinking, "Coach Adelman, do you have anything to say about the three-game losing streak?"

　　 "No." Adelman said: "If you lose, you lose. There is a reason, but there is no reason. I don't want to say anything because it's past, and it's meaningless to say."

　　 The reporter sat on the wax, but I was choked on the first question.

Next to it, a female journalist in her twenties turned her eyes and snatched: "Coach Adelman, what you said in the past is meaningless. What about the future? Do you think you can win the next game?" , End the three-game losing streak?"

　　All the reporters looked at Adelman.

　　 "Must win." Adelman is very simple, without sloppy eyes, directly said: "We will be able to win the next game, there will be no four-game losing streak, I promise."

　　 "What if it loses?" the female reporter asked.

　　Depending on the situation, the Timberwolves public relations manager immediately stood up and grabbed the microphone. He faced the reporter's questions and made Adelman free.

　　 But even so, Adelman has already said it, and it is impossible to swallow it back. If the Timberwolves still lose in the next game, his face will lose his face.

　　After the interview, the Timberwolves public relations manager grabbed Adelman and smiled all over his face: "Coach Adelman, how can you guarantee it, in case..."

"I know." Adelman interrupted. "I know what this means, but we have to end the losing streak." He is not a fool, knowing that this is equivalent to pushing himself to the cusp of the storm, but he still did it, Putting it to death, and persecuting itself, is also persecuting a group of Timberwolves players.

　　 Soon, all the Timberwolves players knew about it.

　　The hearts of the people are heavy and they feel pressured. If they lose, then Adelman will be very embarrassing, and they will have no face to face Adelman.

　　 On this day, everyone was very silent, but training was very hard, the next game they will play against the Mavericks-in any case, this game can never lose again.

　　......

　　At five in the afternoon, the players have already left.

　　Ning Yi did not leave, ate something outside, and then returned to the arena, preparing for additional training, the phone rang. Ning Yi picked up the phone, glanced at it, and pressed to answer: "Ye Qian."

　　 "Hmm." Ye Qian's voice came over the phone, "What are you doing?"

　　 "Train in the arena."

　　 "Target center?"

"Correct."

　　 "Oh." Ye Qian was silent for a while before saying: "I haven't been to the target center yet, can I come over? If it's not convenient, just forget it."

　　 Ning Yi said: "Convenient, today the training in the team is over, I'm alone. Come here and wait for a call outside, I will come out to pick you up."

hang up the phone.

　　......

　　After more than half an hour, Ye Qian arrived.

Today she wears casually, white shirt with jeans, but the figure is too hot, the chest-almost stretches the shirt in front of her, which makes her very worried, the slim feet of jeans will make her round and straight legs-outlined exceptionally Alluring, beautiful curves are like works of art, beautiful and thrilling.

　　 saw Ye Qian, Ning Yi stayed a bit, this figure is really a bit too good, not like a girl in her early twenties, God is eccentric.

　　 "What do you see?" Ye Qian asked with a smile.

"Oh, it's nothing. Let's go, I'll take you in." Ning Yi touched his nose, a little embarrassed, and greeted the staff and took Ye Qian to the training arena on the basement floor, "Sorry, I am today The training task has not yet been completed. If you don’t mind, you can take a look everywhere."

　　 Ye Qian nodded, but did not walk around, but sat down on the sidelines.

　　Ning Yi continued to train. This is an indispensable course for him every day. In addition to the team's training, he must also practice. The system is his exclusive trainer.

　　 First of all, Ning Yi came out of the three-point line, took the ball forward and lucked a step forward, then suddenly jumped, almost at the same time the ball was shot, it was amazingly fast.

　　Now!

　　 made a soft sound and the ball was hollow into the net.

　　Ning Yi stepped forward to retrieve the basketball and continue...

When Ning Yi trained, Ye Qian looked at Ning Yi on the sidelines. She was quiet and patient. She was not busy with other people. Just watching Ning Yi training, Ning Yi could feel her, but she would not be hurt. Disturbing feeling.

　　Half an hour passed.

　　Ning Yi stopped, the sweat fell one by one, fell on the floor, and became small drops of water, and the more gathered ~www.NovelMTL.com~ became a pool of water stains.

　　 "Huh, Huh..."

　　 There was a violent gasp and the lungs were burning, as if a flame was burning.

　　 This is too much energy consumption, Ning Yi has long been used to this feeling, began to breathe rhythmically, with his adjustment, the burning of the lungs began to dissipate, the body's sense of fatigue weakened.

　　 "The method taught me by the system is really effective, just adjusting the rhythm of breathing can actually relieve the fatigue of the body quickly." Ning Yi praised in his heart.

　　If there is not such a set of methods, Ning Yi can not practice every day in this way, even if he can persevere mentally, his body can’t persevere.

　　 "Give it." A snow-white arm stretched out, and Ye Qian handed Ning Yi a towel and a bottle of water. "Wipe the sweat first and drink some water."

　　 "Thank you." Ning Yi thanked and took it.

　　 This time Ning Yi didn't pay attention, his hand and Ye Qian's hand touched together, a smooth and soft feeling passed from the finger, making Ning Yi's heartbeat uncontrollably.

　　 Ye Qian was very calm and smiled: "I'm going back to school."

　　 "It's so fast." Ning Yi said: "I invite you to dinner, but I'll leave you aside when you come here, and I only care about my training, which is really embarrassing."

"It's okay." Ye Qian didn't care and smiled: "You must be tired after training. There will be a game tomorrow. Go back to rest early." After that, Ye Qian turned and walked outside. After a few steps, she stopped. Turn around and shout: "Ning Yi, you will definitely win the game tomorrow, come on!"

　　 "Well, definitely." Ning Yi nodded with a smile.

　　Ye Qian didn't say a word of comfort, just watched him train silently on the sidelines, but in Ning Yi's view, this is more precious than any comfort.