Chapter 263
After the All-Star Game, the small circle of the 03 class appeared, and a few people who were not familiar with them gradually began to have frequent contacts. However, compared with Anthony's familiarity and James' high EQ, Milicic is too shy. This guy is so tall and strong. He looks like a girl when he has a meal with Lin Sa.

When Lin Sa chatted, Milicic would just smile shyly. If it was James and Anthony, they would have given Lin Sa a variety of postural issues.

In fact, these people really chatted when they were together, but the management was strict and they were not allowed to write.

Milicic’s personality is really hard to get used to in the NBA. Big boys are not popular here, that’s what girls like. What’s popular in the NBA now is the tough guy style of a meat grinder. Even villains are better than Mickey.

Lin Sa reminded Mickey from the side, that Mickey was a bit interested in drinking milk instead of beer. Yes, Mickey ordered milk for this meal. Although Lin Sa also had to control his diet, clear water was better than a big man drinking milk in a restaurant, but Mickey ordered this, the kind with a straw.

Mickey used to drink milk through a straw, but now he seemed to want to use the milk to relieve his worries, and took a big sip from the bottle: "Lin, I know what you said, but I just can't help it, and I'm not afraid of your jokes. I'm different from you, LeBron, Agua, and even Wade. I may never have been a genius, but I was selected because of my more commercial value."

Lin Sa has no objection to this point. Mickey is indeed an excellent 'product'. In terms of strength, it goes without saying that he is better than Haslem, who is now popular with the Heat. Compared with Hakeem, Mickey is now firmly suppressed. When he played against the Bulls before, although Hakeem was kind, Mickey was still beaten without room for struggle.

"I never thought you had no talent, but you are too shy and not aggressive enough. You didn't try your best to do many things you can do on the court." Lin Sa thought for a while, and tried to remind Milicic.

"I worked hard, Lin. I really did everything I could, but I just couldn't do it well. I even thought that I might not be suitable for playing basketball. Maybe I should consider other jobs."

Well, look, here's your problem, Mitch thinks playing basketball is a job, not his life, not even his hobby, just because he plays well.

This kind of genius argument is not surprising to Lin Sa. What he experienced in the CBA before was even more outrageous than this.

However, Mickey can still save it.

"Do you know Max?" Lin Sa suddenly asked Mickey if he knew Max.

There are only a few people in the 03 class. No matter how bad the memory is, it’s not that they don’t have no impression at all. And recently the team mentioned this person in the Pistons’ tactical system, Max Miller, a bottom pick in the 03 class.

"If you are still planning to continue playing, you can watch Max's game up close. You may, um, think of a solution to your problem. If you are still not interested in basketball, we can also do business together. I have participated in a lot of investment."

Lin Sa had good intentions, but after he finished talking about Mickey, he drank milk desperately, looking like he was going to get drunk. The result of Lin Sa's investment was a little secret that only Lin Sa didn't know in the 03 class.

Mickey said that all he earned was hard-earned money, and if the devil wanted to invest in Lin Sa, it would be no different from wasting money!
After dinner, Lin Sa took the car back to the venue with Mickey, borrowed the practice field, and then he could stop by and wait for the game in the evening. Lin Sa didn't even have to open the door twice. He was very lazy and planned. It is worth mentioning that when Mickey was paying the bill and tipping, the waitress actually gave Mickey a small card and asked for his autograph.

These are not important, what is important is that someone wants Mickey's autograph, and he, Lin Sa, has become a little transparent, what kind of eyes does this young lady have, can't see the big star here! ?

If it weren't for Lin Sa's withdrawal from the arena for a long time, he would definitely drag this young lady to talk about aesthetics, and then... maybe the young lady would talk about Becky Lynch, and then "hehe".

it is more than words.

At 05:30, the game between the Pistons and the Clippers started.

Originally, Lin Sa was going to ask Max to show Milicic what he lacked. Milicic was not lacking in talent, but he lacked the murderous aura of a fighter.

Now the alliance's defensive policy is to first create a wound, and then tear it apart. The villain is very obvious, and the defense is full of malice.

In the Pistons rest area, after Lin Sa discussed the lineup and tactics with Old Brown, the Pistons were thinking, what did Mitch do to Lin Sa, offending this brat?

The game between the Pistons and the Clippers began, and the two teams appeared one after another.

The first is the Pistons: center Lin Sa, power forward Max, small forward Prince, shooting guard Hamilton, and point guard Billups.

For the Clippers: small forward Brand, shooting guard Kenyon During, point guard Doug Overton, power forward Maggette, center Milicic.

As soon as this lineup came out, the Clippers thought the Pistons were about to handicap the game. After all, Lin Sa was only 206, Milicic was 2 meters, 13 VS 2, Mickey was stronger than Lin Sa, even his hands were longer than Lin Sa.

There is almost no need to compare it at the basket. Outside the line, at least the inside Pistons are just joking. How could Lin Saga Max and Prince beat Milicic Gabrand and Maggette.

All the ideals on board are beautiful, and then the Clippers were trained by the military at the beginning. What a happy beginning, the Clippers have a sad ending.

Lin Sa's height and wingspan are indeed not as good as Milicic's, but Lin Sa's jump is high, the bounce speed is faster, and his fingers have their own skills. I saw that when the ball was jumping, Lin Sa pulled it up high on the spot, and Milicic's height was absolutely superior when he jumped up. He was about to touch the ball.

Logically speaking, when Lin Sa touched the ball, it was also an interference ball, because he couldn't even push the ball away. However, the fact is that when Lin Sa's fingertips touched the basketball, the basketball flew into Max's hand very smoothly.

Fuck, Mickey was about to swear the first swear word after coming to the NBA, it’s so nonsense, fingertips control the direction of the pass, what do you think that is, it’s basketball! ?

(End of this chapter)

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