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Chapter 51 Mr. Di pays for tonight's consumption!

After losing to the University of Kentucky on February [-]th, during the training these few days, the players of the Alligator team seemed to hold their breath and worked very hard.

Everyone started extra training at the same time after the training.

Even Coach Mark had to forcibly interrupt their extra training to avoid increasing the risk of injury due to excessive training intensity.

He found Davis and talked to Davis.

Davis wondered why Coach Mark asked him to handle it, but nodded and agreed.

During the training interval, DeWeese called all the players together.

"You don't need to work so hard, it won't be good if you get injured. And our record last year was 14-17, and this year has improved a lot. You don't need to work so hard," Davis said to his teammates.

"Michael." Nasr suddenly took a step forward and interrupted Davis very seriously.

"What's the matter, Jerry?" Davis looked at Nasr puzzled.

"Are you going to participate in the draft at the end of the season?"

"Yes."

"This year is the year that we are most likely to win the NCAA championship, because this year the school has more you and Baker, especially you. If it weren't for you, our record this year might be a little better than last year, but we will definitely not be able to reach the current level. When you leave, the next rise of the Gator team is unknown." Nasr said unhurriedly, but he bit every sentence very hard.

"I know that Carroll, Max and I may not have the potential to play in the NBA, but we want to leave some traces of ourselves in this sport we love. We know how far we are from you. We discussed in private that you already have the strength of the NBA, but we don't want to hold you back!"

The teammates next to him, including Carroll, Max and Baker, all nodded in unison.

Davis looked at the teammates next to him suspiciously.I don't know what they are trying to express.

He has always simply regarded the NCAA year as a springboard for him to set foot on the NBA.

This year, he was in the NCAA. Even though the team's record was so good, he didn't think about winning the championship.

Suddenly, Nasr laughed again.

"Although I just said that we may not have the potential to participate in the NBA, Baker and I have also discussed it. We all decided to participate in this year's draft. It doesn't matter whether we get selected or not. The important thing is that we want to accompany you as much as possible and take one more step on the road of basketball."

Max, Carol and Baker also nodded in unison.

The expression on Davis' face turned to surprise.

"Is this the teammate?" Davis thought silently in his heart.

After crossing over, Davis has always been lonely in his heart. The only thing that can accompany him is basketball. He just wants to fulfill the obsession of his previous life.He is like an outsider, just mechanically wants to set foot in the NBA with the support of the system, but why he wants to enter the NBA, he has never thought about it.

For money?

He already has a lot of money, and he can't spend all the money his father's company earns in a few lifetimes.

In order to improve the ball skills?
With the support of the system, even if he does not enter the NBA, the improvement of his skills will not stop.

And now, he finally has his first goal since time travel.

I can't live up to the expectations of my teammates!

Davis laughed.

He turned his head and said to Coach Mark who had been watching everyone quietly, "Coach, I have an idea."

"Huh?" Coach Mark didn't expect Davis to call him suddenly.

"I'm going to let the Magic team and our Gator team make a cooperation agreement. Everyone can go to the Magic team for daily training. There are more professional training facilities there, and there are special sports medical experts who can detect the injury tendency of the players."

Mark didn't expect that Nasr's chicken soup would bring him such a big gift bag.

"This..."

"All related costs will be borne by the Magic."

The players next to him were already dumbfounded. Does this mean that they can see O'Neill every day in the future?
Happiness came too suddenly. . .

"In addition, I would like to announce one more thing. We will play the University of Louisiana on the 13th, the University of Arkansas on the 16th, and the University of Tennessee on the 19th. If we win all three games, I will take everyone to Salt Lake City for an All-Star Weekend at my own expense!" Davis said to all the team members and coaches with a smile.

. . . . .After about three seconds of silence, cheers erupted in the arena.

"Hooray! Mike! You are the best teammate in the world!"

"Mike! I want to give you monkeys!"

The serious atmosphere in the arena just now was swept away, and everyone rushed forward, lifted Davis up, and threw it high into the air.

"Hun Dan! Let me down! I'm afraid of heights!!!!!!"

DeWeese yelled in horror in the air, in exchange for bursts of laughter.

Coach Marco watched this scene with relief.

"This kid, the goal he set for himself is too high. This level of competition can't arouse his interest at all. I don't know if this will change him."

Just leave as you say, anyway, everything that is in the training hall here is available to the Magic team, and what is not here is also available to the Magic team.

Two hours later, the team members who packed up got on the bus.

On the other side of the school, coach Mark can basically decide all the affairs of the basketball team. He just called the principal and reported it. The principal would not refuse the pie that fell from the sky, and agreed immediately.

DeWeese had already called the Magic. After the team arrived in Orlando, the training ground was ready for them.

Entering the training hall, the members of the Magic team are training.

"Hey~ You guys are here again, do you want to sign this time?" O'Neal saw that it was Davis' teammates, and was the first to come forward to say hello.

"Let me introduce to you, we are this year's NCAA champions - the University of Florida Gators!" Davis pointed to his teammates behind him, and then to himself. "And standing in front of you now is this year's NCAA MOP——Michael DeWeese!"

Entering the temporary spare locker room, the players entered an NBA-level locker room for the first time, and they were amazed for a while.Whether it is the professional physical therapy equipment or the luxurious decoration in the locker room, the players have never seen it before.

After putting away their personal belongings, the players seemed not to have been affected by the journey at all, and rushed towards the training ground one by one screaming.

On the training field, I don't know if the staff forgot or didn't prepare. Everyone found that the three-point line is still the NBA's three-point line. .

"This three-point line is so long."

I usually don’t have any concept on the TV broadcast, and I only have a specific understanding after I actually set foot on the court, but the members of the Alligator team, who are not afraid of tigers as newborn calves, still went to the three-point line and tried it.

Carroll, the best shooter, tried a few shots first. The first two shots were either too big or too small because he didn’t get used to it. But from the third shot, Carroll seemed to get used to it a little and made 5 shots in a row.There was a burst of cheers from the sidelines.But Carroll hit the iron with three balls in a row, and the cheers on the sidelines turned into boos in an instant.

"You can't, replace me~"

The players behind all tried one by one, and the best one was Baker. He tried to throw 10 balls and scored 7 of them.

Of course, DeWeese didn't try, because his training has always been at the NBA level.

Especially three-pointers. . .His target is Curry. . .

It wasn't until the players tried NBA-level three-pointers that the staff belatedly began to draw lines based on the length of the NCAA three-point line.

The players quickly threw themselves into intense training.Their goals have been unified.

Bring the first NCAA trophy in team history to the University of Florida!

(End of this chapter)