NBA: I, the god of the front

The security guard was very helpless, but very relieved.

Because after that man unfortunately left, he has never seen such a crazy devil training again.

It can be said that that man is a role model for every player, and it is only through his life-threatening training that he has achieved the highest honor.

Tonight's Yang is so much like him.

"Yang, do you know Kobe?" the security guard stepped forward and asked.

Speaking of Kobe, that is Yang Yang's idol.

As long as anyone likes basketball, no one does not know Kobe.

only……

Yang Yang wiped the sweat off his face, and replied firmly, "I have always regarded him as an idol, and he is my target to chase after."

"Well, I hope you can become a man like him and become a superstar someday."

Yang Yang nodded firmly, took a deep breath, and continued to practice crazy three-pointers.

Hand shape, the most important thing for a three-point shot is the hand shape.

For the next five hundred balls, Yang Yang was still finalizing his hand shape.

And the next [-] balls are to use a comfortable hand shape to improve the hit rate.

Even though he was exhausted at this time, even his ankles started to go numb, and his feet were trembling constantly, he still continued to cast.

Because according to the system's records, the last [-] balls are still short of hitting a thousand three-pointers.

The hit rate visible to the naked eye cannot be interrupted because of fatigue.

And the phone on the sidelines vibrated countless times.

In Max's office, even little Van Gundy was dissatisfied.

The two had no choice but to go straight to the arena, but when they rushed to the door and saw Yang Yang sweating profusely, little Van Gundy stopped Max from going forward.

He smiled with great interest, "Mr. Ma, I told you, you should be sure now, right?"

Max returned to the office after the game, thinking about whether Yang Yang should have a second short contract.

I discussed with Nash again, and Nash responded that he could provide a second ten-day short contract and have a look.

The team is currently suffering from many injuries, and it is the time for employment.

But Max has a different opinion. Although tonight's performance is amazing, just a few minutes is not enough to prove that Yang Yang is available.

The most important thing is that Max has tried several free agents in the free market, including former Pacers star Stephenson.

But when he was about to make a phone call, Van Gundy Jr. called and explained his purpose.

Max was surprised that Yang Yang, who was originally only unknown, was recommended by Van Gundy Jr.

After various explanations from Van Gundy Jr., Max felt that he could go to the stadium to watch his training again.

Treat it as a trial training, if you can impress yourself again, after twelve o'clock, of course you can submit a second short-term contract.

Faced with the reaffirmation of Van Gundy Jr., Max did not make a decision immediately, but signaled to take a look first.

After two and a half hours of three-point training, Yang Yang has mastered a comfortable three-pointer.

Coupled with the improvement in the hit rate in the second half, the last 100 balls were directly completed with a [-]% hit rate.

【Ding……】

[As soon as the system task is completed, congratulations, your three-point shooting rate has increased by 10%]

As the system prompt sounded in his ears, Yang Yang finally breathed a sigh of relief, before he had time to enjoy the joy, he collapsed to the ground.

On the sidelines, Max's mouth has become an 'O' shape, even little Van Gundy can't believe that the hit rate is so high?
The two looked at each other and looked at each other in blank dismay.

"Yang, you are one of the most hardworking players I have ever seen. God pays off, you will surely realize your dreams." The security guard wiped his sweat, stepped forward and smiled slightly.

Of course, he couldn't hold back anymore. In the middle of the night, his work was over, and it was time to go home and reunite.

Yang Yang was so tired that he couldn't even open his eyelids, he only heard a trance voice in his ears.

"President Ma? Why are you here?" The security guard asked curiously when he saw the two of Max approaching.

Max said with a satisfied smile, "Thank you for your hard work. You still have to train with him at such a late hour. Let the trainer do the trick next time."

"Haha, I just saw that Yang is working hard, so come and take a look. But to be honest, it would be a pity if Yang didn't stay."

Max looked at little Van Gundy helplessly, and little Van Gundy also gave the security guard a thumbs up.

The security guard looked at Yang Yang again. Yang Yang was still in a daze at this moment, so he went up to wake him up.

Only then did Yang Yang wake up, and when he opened his eyes and saw Max and little Van Gundy, he didn't dare to be confused anymore.

He insisted on dragging his exhausted body to get up, pulled himself together and said, "Mr. Ma, Director Fan, I've wasted too much time, it's time to go back now."

"Yang, you don't want the contract anymore?" Little Van Gundy laughed, "I keep my word and brought Mr. Ma here to discuss the contract with you."

Hearing the contract, Yang Yang suddenly became energetic, which was more energetic than improving his hit rate.

"President Ma, can I really stay?" Yang Yang hurriedly asked.

Max smiled and motioned to sit down and talk.

Then he turned around and whispered a few words to the security guard next to him. When the security guard heard the news, he smiled and left very satisfied.

Yang Yang probably guessed something, but he didn't expect that Van Gundy really invited Max to the court.

Could it be that after seeing the training just now, he suddenly changed his mind and wanted to give himself a contract?

You know, if this second guaranteed contract can be obtained, no matter how the next ten days are played, after the end of the ten days, the team will automatically give a guaranteed contract until the end of the season.

In other words, getting the second ten-day short contract is equivalent to getting a guarantee contract.

Not only can you continue to play, but the minimum living guarantee is also obtained.

Max sat down and asked, "Yang, would you like to stay?"

"Of course I would." Yang Yang replied bluntly, "I can help the team, even the championship."

The Nets have assembled the Big Three this season, and the goal is the championship.

After watching the training just now, Max is very satisfied with Yang Yang's role player.

The team needs a 3D player like him who can do blue-collar work and occasionally make a few three-pointers.

"It's good to have such an idea, but you have to be clear about your position and responsibilities in the team." Max affirmed, "I don't need you to score too many points, as long as you defend well and share the team's pressure. "

Such an arrangement is obviously not Yang Yang's goal.

I came to the NBA to develop myself not just to be a supporting role.

It is conceivable that the tribulations of the past three years have long since lost the frivolity when entering the NBA, and it is more stable.

He's still a third-year player now, so why not start as a rookie?
Didn't Lowry also play a role player for many years before entering the All-Stars?

Thinking of this, Yang Yang replied firmly, "Mr. Ma, don't worry, the coach asks me to do whatever I want, as long as I can stay in the team."

"President Ma, what you want." At this moment, the security guard interrupted their conversation with a smile.

Max took the document bag, took out the contract and handed it to Yang Yang with a smile, "Yang, I changed my mind and decided to give you the contract. If you have no problem, sign it!"