Legend Raiders

Chapter 1 Eyes open and close

2012 10 Month 30 Day.

Houston, Toyota Center.

conference room.

Kevin McHale, in a suit and leather shoes, was serving bowls of hot chicken soup to the players non-stop, and he heard the players' blood boiling, as if they were in high spirits.

Especially the team's new recruits, all gearing up, like cerebellar axes ready to go, waiting for tomorrow to be amazing!
For a while.

They will take a chartered flight to Detroit for the first road trip of the new season.

At this time.

McHale suddenly looked to the right, like an old professor in a university, his face was full of eagerness, and he said expectantly: "James! As the core of the team, as the pillar of the team, you are ready to welcome the new identity and lead the team. Are the Rockets ready for a comeback?"

"Yes, sir."

James Harden stood up abruptly, his dark and shiny face full of confidence.

McHale nodded in satisfaction, turned to look beside him, and encouraged: "Cole (Aldridge), DeQuinn (Cook), are you also ready?"

Bai Ade and the 09 three-pointer also stood up like Harden, nodding very seriously.

Their response was to add a large can of chicken essence to McHale's pre-match chicken soup, which immediately brought the atmosphere of the entire conference room to a new level.

have to say.

Although McHale has been criticized too much, he is really a good hand in pre-match mobilization and training arrangements.

however.

The rising atmosphere, but when McHale looked at the fourth person, he suddenly had a feeling like a stick in his throat.

Simultaneously.

His abrupt expression also attracted the players to look over.

I wipe!
The players stared at someone in disbelief.

In such a meeting full of chicken soup, someone is actually sleeping soundly, and there is a slight rhythmic snoring sound, isn't this special meow heart?
a time.

The meeting room immediately fell into a cold scene, and everyone was surprised.

But McHale, who was staring at someone, squinted his eyes, and a certain person's data suddenly appeared in his mind.

He is 19 years old.

A star player from a third-rate academy, with a height of 206 cm, a wingspan of 218 cm, a weight of 115 kg, a standing height of 2.75 meters, a standing jump of 95 cm, and an approach jump of 110 cm!

球场3/4冲刺3.20秒，底线往返跑10.03秒，84公斤卧推数据28个，身体素质堪称妖孽级别！

At this time.

The corner of McHale's mouth couldn't help twitching.

because.

Such perverted body data of a certain person does not come from a black man whose physical fitness has always been out of bounds, but from a real Asian!

Exactly.

A certain person and rocket superstar Yao Ming also came from that ancient oriental country!

pity.

McHale shook his head with a wry smile: "If it weren't for his perverted physical fitness, judging from his EQ, ball quotient and IQ, he would not be favored by the Thunder at all, and he would directly sign a deal with a weird guy like him who lost the draft. Two years, a contract with a fully guaranteed first-year salary."

That's it.

Before the start of the new season, although McHale wanted to treat everyone equally and encourage this weirdo, he really didn't want to waste his energy on this James Harden deal.

He didn't care anymore. Jeremy Lin, who was also snatched by Morey in the summer, had a blood in his roots that couldn't stand it.

Jeremy Lin tugged at someone's clothes under the table, and subtly borrowed his seat and said, "Hey, Qin Tao. If you still want to sleep on my sofa from now on, just wake up right away."

Sleeping on the sofa? ?

Qin Tao woke up in a daze, turned his head to take a look, and was suddenly stunned.

Who is this special meow?
Jeremy Lin? ?

Qin Tao rubbed his eyes in disbelief, and after returning the focus a little bit, the probe actually squeezed Jeremy Lin's face: "Fuck! A living person?"

puff~~
McHale, who had just drank water to cover up the cold scene, suddenly choked on the water and blushed.

If it wasn't for the strong restraint, it would have sprayed out in an instant.

The other players first looked at each other in blank dismay, followed by an outbreak of American humor, each of them shrugged, and then laughed wildly.

Holy shit! !
Qin Tao turned his head to look in a daze, his big eyes were full of spirit, so hard that they didn't pop out of their sockets!
I drop a ghost!
Who are these special cats?

James Harden, Omer Asik, Gao Fushuai Parsons, Twins Morris, and Shandong star Motai Yunus.
dizzy dizzy.

Qin Tao raised his hand to cover his forehead, and suddenly grabbed Lin Shuhao's thigh: "Does it hurt? Is this special meow really a dream??"

hiss~~~
Jeremy Lin's face turned pale in an instant, Comrade Lin Xuanfeng gasped, gritted his teeth and said, "Let go! It hurts!"

hmmmm? ?
Qin Tao turned his head in bewilderment, looked at his hands, then at Jeremy Lin, and asked, "Are you sure it's not a dream?"

Hahahahahaha! ! !

The meeting room fell into crazy laughter for a moment, and even McHale, the spiritual mentor, finally couldn't help laughing out loud.

Although this guy's three quotients are very touching, his superb acting skills are enough to win the team's Living Treasure Best Actor Award.

Senseless!

Qin Tao was completely dumbfounded!

He remembered that just because of this year's Western Conference finals, he posted angrily on a certain rocket-fighting section, had a hard fight with diehard fans, and then went to sleep contentedly.

but.

What the hell is this special meow?

He opened and closed his emotional eyes, opened his eyes, listened and watched, and became a member of Team Rocket? ?

incredible!incredible!
Qin Tao looked around subconsciously, and saw the electronic perpetual calendar of CN, which was hanging on the wall. The date of October 2012, 10 shocked him at that time.

It's really not a dream!

It's really back to the days when Harden traded for two days!
Then
who am I?
What should I do? ?

Qin Tao didn't care about being excited like a big fat man of three hundred catties. He closed his eyes and meditated immediately, trying to interact with the former owner of this body across time and space.

however.

It's like the head of the protagonist of the novel hurts, and there is nothing to remember.

Not to mention the appearance of a black-eyed, system-enhanced golden finger.

Fuck it!

Totally deserved it!

Qin Tao's face was a little pale. If he had no memory of his ex, how would he know the past of this body?

If there is no golden finger, what will he use to compete with the super giants?
It's over! It's over!

Qin Taosheng looked at Jeremy Lin unrequitedly, his lips trembled, and he said in pain: "Brother, the dick is reborn, and what the hell is the life of a dick!"

Waterfark? ?
Jeremy Lin was so angry that his face was livid, and finally he hit his head hard with a chestnut: "No wonder in your scouting report, there will be "If he can improve his EQ, ball quotient and IQ, he will be in such a terrifying body." Under the quality, he will definitely become a league superstar! "Such a sentence!"

"Emotional you are a super wise man!"

and many more! !
Seeing Jeremy Lin's expression of hating iron but not steel, Qin Tao widened his eyes in disbelief, and asked, "Brother, are you sure you're talking about me?"

(End of this chapter)