The Way of the Center

　　 Sweating Augustine looked up at the score on the big screen. The Longhorns score above has not changed for more than a minute. The opposing tall center just finished the post-up singles easily again, and he opened the score gap by two more points.

　　 You said, what if Durant were here now? He can help the team solve any difficulties. Unfortunately, that talented guy has already gone to Seattle to shine. Augustine lowered his head helplessly. As expected, he wanted to be alone like that guy. There was still a long way to go.

　　 Even the head star of a team has lost confidence in the game, what else can this team have besides failure? Harding was violent on the bench and scolded all the players on the court. But what use is this? He couldn't think of any specific way to help the group of boys on the court.

　　 The score was finally fixed at 70-81, and the Tornado rebounded strongly after a defeat.

　　 Augustine akimbo, ready to walk towards the player tunnel. The cheers on the field have nothing to do with him. It is a beautiful moment that only the winner can have. The other teammates and coaches have returned to the locker room long ago, but he just didn't want to leave the basketball court. He just wasn't reconciled. He blamed himself for not doing better. Perhaps it was the success of Durant, his former teammate, that deeply stimulated him, which made Augustine always compare himself with Durant.

　　 "Hey, Augustine." While he was thinking, a big hand reached out from behind and patted Augustine on the shoulder.

　　 Your teammates should have gone back? Augustine turned around in surprise, it was the Asian boy.

　　 "Uh...Angel? What's the matter?" Augustine is not a rebellious teenager, on the contrary he is a gentle boy. So even if it is an opponent, he treats An Jie with courtesy.

　　 "You're really good at playing, it took us a lot of effort to watch you." An Jie scratched his head embarrassedly.

　　 Augustine was a little bit dumbfounded when he heard this, boasting that he played well in the front, and pouring a pot of cold water in the back to say that he was watching him. It doesn't matter, the Chinese boy is not malicious.

　　 "We still lost. You did a great job." There was a trace of jealousy in Augustine's eyes looking at An Jie. He also wanted to be a winner.

"Anyway, I enjoyed the game with you. Seriously, I don't know what kind of personality people like DeAndre Jordan and Michael Beasley are, and I can't communicate with them at all." An Jie again I remembered those opponents who treated him badly, and let's see how good Augustine's personality is.

"And you are different. Playing games with a master like you really makes me enjoy the pure joy of basketball. If you don't dislike it, I want to exchange jerseys with you." An Jie finished speaking and took off himself. Handed his jersey in front of Augustine.

　　 Augustine was a little dazed. The exchange of jerseys between opponents is a scene often seen on the football field. This represents a person's respect and recognition of opponents. On the basketball court, there is really no such tradition.

　　 "Hey." Augustine chuckled lightly, took An Jie's jersey, and then took off his own and gave it to An Jie.

　　 "We will meet again, big guy. At that time, I will definitely win." Augustine patted Anjie on the shoulder friendly.

　　 "Of course, it's only halfway through the regular season."

"No, I'm talking about the NBA, kid. When it comes to the NBA, we will fight again." After speaking, Augustine put Anjie's jersey on his shoulders, with the goal of becoming stronger and fighting again. Looking forward to leaving this ocean of victors.

　　 "NBA?" An Jie muttered to himself, as to whether he decided to participate in the draft, he still has no clear answer.

　　 "Hey, make a lot of money, make a lot of money." After watching the ball and going home, the bearded muttered to himself in excitement.

　　 "Are you okay? Are you stupefied by the noise at the scene." Catherine is really worried whether her father is suffering from Alzheimer's.

　　 "Did you see Anjie's performance today? If it were one or two games, it might be just accidental, but now that the regular season is halfway through, he is still in such a good state. He will definitely become a basketball superstar in the future."

　　 "What does that have to do with you? You can't make a cent."

"Who said that! After Anjie comes, I will join him with a few pictures, and then hang them on the wall of the restaurant. After he becomes famous, I guess the table where he used to eat will cost a few thousand yuan. !" The beard thought seriously.

　　 Catherine held her head speechlessly, you said how her mother used to think of this man.

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　　 After winning, the Tornado team has once again become the darling of the media. The girls on the cheerleading team often sneak to the basketball court to peek at the Tornado players under the excuse of training. And Jason, Anjie's roommate, also got the phone numbers of many girls. An Jie was also in the locker room of the basketball court and accepted the second personal interview with Wu Hua and Cox.

　　 Wu Hua has now almost become An Jie's queen reporter and writer. As long as you see news about An Jie in China, the following signatures are probably Wu Hua's. The newspaper is even considering whether to transfer Wu Hua directly from Chicago to Ames, because the domestic demand for Anjie's news is increasing.

　　 When An Jie’s parents go out now, they will meet reporters from time to time to interview him. I really have to feel that these omnipotent reporters have already investigated An Jie’s information to this point.

　　 In addition to Anjie, his players have also received the same treatment. It's just because of Anjie's complexion that he has received a little more attention.

　　 Except for the defeat against the Texas Tech University, the Cyclones have had a very smooth season. After winning the University of Texas, the Tornadoes ushered in their next opponent on January 10.

　　 On the field, Mike Taylor used a beautiful pass to help Morris complete an air relay. This is already Morris's fourth dunk in this game. The University of Maryland power forward James Gist reluctantly picked up the basketball on the ground. This game Morris was as active as a chicken blood.

　　 Some time ago, there was a lot of publicity in the media that James Gist, a senior from the University of Maryland, will be the next Carl Landry. Morris was naturally very upset after seeing this report. In terms of team performance and personal data, he is better than this Gist. Morris was not convinced, and finally waited for the opportunity to play against the University of Maryland today. He wanted to prove that he was better than this so-called "Carl Landry".

　　 With Mike Taylor's pass and Anjie's restraint in the interior, Morris played like a fish in water and was very active in this game. The best basketball talent that the University of Maryland has ever produced is Yao Ming's teammate Steve Francis. Of course, there will be the next star to come out of Maryland, but Morris will definitely not allow this Gist to be the next one.

　　 Morris's so strong personality remains the same, if you can show him convincing performance like Anjie, then he can shut up. But until now, James Gist has been beaten by Morris. Morris, who tasted the sweetness, was like a hungry beast, and just wanted to tear the opponent in front of him.

　　 Halfway through the second half, the University of Maryland can be said to have no power to fight back. But Morris is still not satisfied, even if he has now scored 18 points, 7 rebounds and 1 block. He leaned firmly against Gist once again and raised his hand for the ball. After taking the ball, the arrogant Morris squeezed Gist to prepare for a dunk. Gist's body is far from him. This trick is tried and tested by Morris today.

　　 But this time, Gist did not give up defense. He jumped hard to interfere with Morris' offense. Due to excessive force, Gist knocked the jumped Morris out of balance, and Gist himself could not control the center of gravity because of the force of the impact. The two big guys fell to the ground without balance, and the referee did not let go of such an obvious foul and blew the whistle decisively.

　　 Morris did not stand still and fell to the ground after landing. This was normal. Both sides lost their balance, so his teammates didn't care too much.

"Hey, get up and make a free throw." An Jie ran over to get Morris up with a smile, but when he ran to Morris, An Jie saw Morris was holding his ankle in pain. The expression on his face became distorted because of the severe pain.

　　 "What's the matter?" Ricard noticed the abnormality and got up from his seat.

　　 "Team doctor! Team doctor!" Hearing An Jie's call, Ricard suddenly rushed into the basketball court.

　　 "Where does it hurt!" Ricard knelt directly on the floor, Morris was already sweating profusely, not sure if he was tired or hurt.

　　 "Ankle! Damn! I can't do it!" Morris is a tough guy, and ordinary pain won't make him react like this.

　　 Before finishing talking, the team doctor took the stretcher and pushed aside the crowd, and Anjie and the team doctor carried Morris onto the stretcher together.

　　 "We will conduct further inspections on him, and we will notify you as soon as the results are available."

"Okay, I trouble you to deal with this as soon as possible." Ricard was anxious to check the results and came out immediately~www.NovelMTL.com~ After that, the entire scene of Morris was replayed on the big screen. When people land. Because of the unstable center of gravity, Morris' ankle was already bearing a lot of gravity, and Gist also chopped directly on Morris' ankle when he could not control his balance! This adds up to more than two hundred kilograms of pressure!

　　 "Asakin! You go!" Ricard sent Asakin to replace Morris, who was absent due to injury, and used a pair of center forwards. However, the situation on the court is no longer what Ricard is concerned about. He is now more worried about Morris' injury.

Although Gist has been suppressed by Morris today, he did not deliberately want to injure Morris, so the self-blame mentality completely swallowed Gist, so even if Morris was not in Gist, he could not find it again. Back to the state. In the end, the Tornado team won the game cleanly with a 13-point advantage. As soon as the game was over, Ricard rushed out of the stadium and took a taxi to the hospital.

　　 Ricard ran wildly in the quiet corridor of the hospital. Judging from the live playback, it was not as simple as a sprain.

　　 "How's the doctor!" Ricard ran to the doctor and wiped the sweat from his head.

　　 "Now I dare not give you a 100% diagnosis, but the preliminary judgment..." The doctor knew what this meant for a basketball player, and he couldn't even bear to say it.

　　 "What is the result of the preliminary judgment?" But Ricard still asked unyieldingly.

"We preliminarily judged him to be a ruptured Achilles tendon." The doctor lowered his head and did not dare to look directly at Ricard’s desperate eyes~www.NovelMTL.com~ Book friends are welcome to visit and read, the latest, fastest and hottest one The serialized works are all at ~www.NovelMTL.com~ For mobile phone users, please go to read.