NBA: I'm really the Chosen One

Chapter 12 Gradually Out of Control
Popovich looked at Li Zheng with complicated eyes. This sweaty teenager has a special sense of beauty in training. Dedicated and dedicated people are full of charm, and hard work and diligence are the most able to penetrate into the depths of the coach's heart. idiosyncratic.

Popovich made no secret of his admiration for Li Zheng. Unfortunately, although Li Zheng has the same solid basic skills as Duncan, he does not have the great character of Duncan.

Li Zheng is keen on trash talking, messing with people's mentality, and single-handed basketball. Players with a gorgeous style of play are destined to have no fate with the Spurs. Otherwise, Popovich will not hesitate to let Duncan be "injured" like David Robinson, and then strive for the No. [-] pick Drafted a player who had the ability to dominate the game in college.

"Lee, Mr. Brown is not malicious." Popovich sat in front of Li Zheng while he was resting. "Being under pressure is a compulsory course for players and a necessary part of becoming great."

"Stress? What pressure? I don't feel the pressure." Li Zheng took the water bottle that Popovich handed over and poured it into his mouth. Compared with Larry Brown, Popovich is an "old antique" who is willing to accept new things ", so Li Zheng does not reject communicating with him.

"You don't have to be brave. We see your attitude. This is the reality. It is difficult for us to change. Just like your team wants to compete for the championship, choose to trust your teammates or trust yourself. When your teammates are not worthy of so much trust, What you worry about is pressure." Popovich sighed.

"But if they can win the championship, why should I? Seriously, this is more fun." Li Zheng looked at Popovich with a smile and expressed his deepest thoughts.

Popovich swears that he has never seen a rookie with such a strong heart. Those famous figures in history have also been confused and confused, but this kid in front of him is really enjoying this harsh competitive environment.
With yellow skin, college players, the Olympics, and the critical eyes of countless media, this child has walked the most difficult road!

"Too hard." Popovich shook his head and said, he understood Li Zheng's meaning, he regarded the exclusion, harshness, and suppression of the old players as fun, and the coach's indifference as motivation, and turned the tide when the team was in a desperate situation. Enjoying the thrill of complete victory, such players with perverted self-confidence are rare in the entire history.

"Because I am the chosen one." Li Zheng poured water on his head, which was a little dazzling under the reflection of the light. Popovich was not sure whether it was the light reflected by the water droplets or the confident brilliance in Li Zheng's eyes. But he assured that Li Zheng at that time really looked like a god bathed in holy light.

Popovich was stunned for a long time, and he woke up after being hit on the head by a bouncing basketball. He quickly raised his hand to look at his watch, "Damn! It's time!"

"Lee, we're finished." Popovich smiled helplessly. Larry Brown asked him to inform Li Zheng to go back to the hotel for a rest, and to gather at the team bus 10 minutes later, but he forgot about it when he came here. , Now the US team bus should have been waiting for them for a long, long time.

If those grumpy old players see that it is Li Zheng who is late, the situation of this teenager will be even worse
What Amare said is not the voice of some people. Those old guys who have been in the league for a long time have a temper that is not as easy-talking as they are in front of the screen. Popovich thought worriedly, even if he explained it well. No matter how clear it was, those people would still blame Li Zheng.

"What the hell? Because I'm late? But I'm training, and they won't let me train? I'll go back to the hotel by myself, so I should worry about them." Li Zheng said lightly, but the simple words made it difficult for Popovich. refute.

"Teacher Brown's rules." Popovich faltered and was interrupted by Li Zheng.

"Fucking around before the game, Fei Ye, gambling, where is the rule at that time? Or is this rule just for me? Tell Coach Larry, they can't win the ball and come to me again." Li Zheng dribbled the ball As he said that, the basketball in his hand was firmly attracted to his hand like a magnet. He didn't practice hard for a long time. Even if he had those god-given skills and could see various attributes, what's the use of that?
Li Zheng believes that it is always human beings who play games, and the world he is in is not the game world.

Those attributes are always just references, proofs of self-cultivation, and annotations of self-improvement. What really makes me sublimate are those games won and lost, those trainings that make me strong and agile, and my day-to-day training. Hard training, God just gave me a chance to be close to perfection, and the real perfection needs to be touched by myself.

Although Li Zheng can't see other people's attributes now, Li Zheng knows that the monsters in the NBA definitely do not lack talents that are close to the full value of attributes like himself, but how much they can play in the end and what kind of game they can play depends on the individual. different.

Li Zheng licked his chapped lips. It is estimated that Nowitzki's shot is at least 97 or above. The accuracy and height of the shot are shocking. LeBron James' overall physical rating should still be higher than his own. Wade's agility And the speed is by no means inferior to his own. Entering the NBA, he will never be short of opponents. The world is full of geniuses, especially in a league like the NBA where monsters gather together.

For a true Chosen One, this difficult road is exactly what Li Zheng wants.

"Coach Larry said in the media that the tactical literacy of college players is right? And some of my teammates always emphasize in media interviews that young people don't integrate into the group and don't respect their culture, right?" Li said. Zheng Zheng said casually, deliberately emphasizing something, and this certain refers to the majority.

"Mr. Brown didn't mean that. They didn't mean that either." Popovich found himself a little short of words. Maybe Li Zheng was right. The truth is the most hurtful weapon, because what Li Zheng said is true of.

Larry Brown wants Li Zheng to be the opposite of the team, a breakthrough for the old players to vent their temper, but Li Zheng is more like a catfish, no, to be precise, more like a shark that will eat people, if they don’t swim fast enough , Li Zheng doesn't mind biting those who fall behind.

Popovich was a little startled. The Dream Six team can't lose again. Li Zheng's current quietness is like a volcano about to erupt. If Dream Six continues to lose, Li Zheng will definitely burst out more remarks similar to today, like knives Same sharp statement.

That is the harsh voice that everyone will feel when they hear it, and it is also Li Zheng's response to their harshness and criticism. If these things are known by the media, the team will completely collapse
"The team is getting out of control, Mr. Brown," Popovich thought nervously, and then his voice trembled slightly, as if begging Li Zheng, "Go back, I will explain to them that I made a mistake Time, I'll take care of these things."

Li Zheng breathed out, and slowly threw the basketball in his hand. The ball crossed a beautiful arc and landed precisely on the net pocket. He shouted to Nowitzki outside the court, "Dirk, please Is it better than the second round?"

"Of course, I can't wait for my revenge." Nowitzki threw off his training uniform, walked towards Li Zheng with a basketball in his hand, with an excited smile on his face.

Popovich shook his head, but in the end he didn't say any dissuading words. Maybe he should really persuade Mr. Brown not to transfer the pressure to a college player who has no playing time. What the Shanghai Dream Six players have done, the team will be completely out of control, and they will be doomed as coaches
(End of this chapter)