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Chapter 204 NCAA's Strongest Backcourt?
Davis introduced Iverson, Kobe, Duncan and Garnett to the brothers.

Carter has known Garnett for a long time. He is the best high school student in Florida this year, and Garnett is the best high school student in South Carolina. The two states are next to each other, and the two have already dealt with each other.

As for Iverson, Carter took a look and asked with some doubts: "Are you that talented high school student in Virginia?"

Davis nodded.

"Yes, it's him."

The young people quickly became acquainted.

When they heard that Davis was going to invite them to a big dinner at night, several people cheered even more.

Iverson lived a more comfortable life after being helped by DeWeese. Garnett and Tracy McGrady had not been in a very good family since they were young, but the three of them belonged to the typical lower-class black class in the United States since childhood, so DeWeese was going to open their eyes.

Several people came to one of the most luxurious restaurants in Orlando, where Davis booked a box.

Iverson was still alone in the corner, while Kobe and McGrady were chatting away.O'Neill was talking to Garnett there.

Carter unexpectedly had a good chat with Duncan.

One of them is extroverted and talkative, and the other is stupid. I don't know how they got together. (Salute to the fisherman)

"Is there any wine here?" Iverson quietly asked the waiter.

"Are you an adult?"

Iverson nodded.

"What wine would you like?"

"Nothing. Thank you." DeWeese's voice came from the side.

Iverson looked at Davis, wanted to say something, but finally lowered his head.

"Aaron, it seems that you have learned a lot of good habits."

"No, Michael, it's not what you think." Iverson raised his head and denied it.

Davis froze for a moment, but still nodded. He still believed in Iverson's character.

"Then why do you want wine?"

"It's like this. I heard a saying from a friend a few days ago. I heard that in the far east, people use wine to thank their benefactors. I want to take this opportunity to thank you."

Davis was taken aback for a moment, then couldn't laugh or cry.

"It's not like you don't know that I don't drink, and I don't need any kindness from you, as long as you are honest."

Davis is only less than a month older than Iverson, but comparing the two, Davis seems to be ten years older than Iverson.

Seeing the other people having fun eating there, Davis thought about it and felt that this opportunity was just right.

He greeted there.

"Vince, come here."

Carter heard Davis' call and ran over obediently.

"Michael, what's the matter?"

Davis pulled Iverson and Carter to sit down on the sofa next to them.

"Actually, I have an idea about you two." Davis thought about it.

"Aaron, Vince, you two, do you want to come to Buddha University to study?"

Iverson froze for a moment, then nodded quickly.

Carter looked hesitant.

Both of them graduated from high school this year, but Iverson has not contacted the school because of his criminal record. Carter is a native of Florida, and he won this year's Mr. State Basketball. Everyone thought that Carter would join the University of Florida as a matter of course, but Davis knew that Carter in his previous life chose North Carolina.

"Vince, do you want to go to North Carolina?"

Carter was taken aback, and looked at Davis in disbelief.

"Michael, how do you know?"

"Don't ask me how I know, I just know that if you and Allen join Buddha University, you will become the most terrifying backcourt duo in the NCAA, and the NCAA championship is not impossible." DeWeese said in a deep voice.

Carter was lost in thought.

Davis said to Iverson again: "Allen, join the University of Florida, I will control your movements at any time, if you let me know what stupid things you did off the court, I will not forgive you."

Iverson nodded obediently.

Davis is well aware of the power of Iverson's group of brothers. In his previous life, Iverson got so much salary, and soon after retiring, he fell into disarray, which is inseparable from his group of brothers.

Although he has Nike shares as a base and has a worry-free life, he has also become a model of NBA extravagance.

"By the way, maybe I can find a good helper for you at the No. 1 position. Then you guys may be the strongest backcourt combination in the entire NCAA history."

Davis suddenly remembered something, and excitedly said to the two.

Maybe it was Davis' last words that moved Carter, and Carter finally raised his head.

"Michael, I promise you, I will join the University of Florida."

"Okay, I will inform Coach Mark to arrange a full scholarship for you."

After negotiating the university choices of the two of them, Davis happily returned to the crowd, and several of them happily finished their meal and returned to the hotel.

Meanwhile, Vancouver, Canada.

A white man about 1.9 meters tall, holding an invitation letter in his hand, set foot on the plane to Florida, USA.

Surprisingly, after getting out of the taxi, he kept holding a basketball in his hand. He dribbled the ball and walked towards the terminal hall. The basketball twirled around him obediently, as if it had become one with this person.

The next day, when Davis came to the arena, he found that several of them had already arrived, and began to do warm-up exercises under the arrangement of Javi.

After changing his clothes, DeWeese joined them and started training with them.

Just after lunch, Davis saw the bus stop at the entrance of the training hall, and a few people got off the bus.

There were several of them, DeWeese found, and he had already dealt with them.

"Hey, Grant, Zhuwang, how are you all?"

"I heard about the training camp you run, and I rushed over immediately."

Grant Hill greeted DeWeese with a smile, and DeWeese thought silently: "This kid is so handsome. It is not unreasonable to become a league idol. He is handsome and good-looking in playing. It is strange if he is not popular."

Then he said congratulations to Hill for winning this year's NCAA championship, and Davis continued to greet the people who got on and off the car.

After Grant Hill and Juwan Howard got out of the car, Davis unexpectedly discovered that the third person to get off was what he thought yesterday, the last member of the University of Florida trio.

"Steve - Nash, welcome!" Davis stepped forward and shook hands with Nash.

Nash said a few words to Davis politely, and then took out a basketball from the bag he was carrying.

Davis felt that the bag Nash was carrying seemed to only contain a basketball. . . .

Several people walked towards the arena while talking with the sound of the racket on the ground. . . .

(End of this chapter)