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Chapter 75 Master Di's Secret Special Training
Starting from G2, Jordan started the most gorgeous finals performance in history. .

In G2, Jordan and Barkley started to face each other. Jordan scored 42 points, 12 rebounds and 9 assists, and Barkley scored 42 points, 13 rebounds and 4 assists. The two teams fought fiercely until the last moment.

In the last minute and a half, the Bulls led 106-98 by 8 points. The Bulls fans had already started cheering, but the situation on the field changed suddenly.

Dan Marley made a three-pointer against the defense and hit the ball steadily.

Then Jordan missed a mid-range shot, Barkley grabbed the rebound, returned to the frontcourt and scored another two points.

The score instantly came to 106-103.
The hearts of the fans were lifted instantly.

The Bulls were terribly defended by the Suns in the next round. When there was only one second left in the shot clock, the ball was finally given to Williams in the bottom corner of the outside line, but the referee's whistle had already sounded before the ball was released.

Hollis Grant's offensive three-second violation.

With only 27 seconds left, the Suns have the ball.

The hearts of the fans have been raised in their throats.

Dan Marley dribbled the ball forward, but under Pippen's defense, it hit his foot and went out of the sideline.

The Suns fans were heartbroken, but the referee gave the Suns the frontcourt ball.

There was a burst of cheers immediately from the sidelines. It turned out that Pippen touched the ball for the last time.

Still the Suns have the ball.

At the critical moment, Pippen made a contribution.

He blocked Dan Marley's shot head-on and got the ball.

This block directly kills the game.

In desperation, the Suns could only implement foul tactics.

Pippen made two free throws.

The final score was 111-108, and the Bulls won this crucial away game with a three-point advantage.

Jordan also succeeded in realizing the pre-game bragging.

"I'm going to steal two away games."

Meanwhile, DeWeese rang the doorbell of a villa in Beverly Hills, Los Angeles.

"Hi, I'm looking for Mr. Johnson."

Not long after, the door opened, and a tall black man walked out of the living room and waited for DeWeese at the door of the house.

"You're welcome, little Michael."

Strangely, the black man said words of welcome, but did not move his body.

Davis greeted him enthusiastically and gave him a close hug.

"Ervin, you know, when I first started playing, you were my idol."

"Haha, I've retired for almost two years in a blink of an eye. The days on the court are really nostalgic." The man accepted Davis's hug, and he seemed to be much happier in an instant.

The two walked into the room one after the other and sat down on the luxurious sofa.

"any drinks?"

"White water."

"What a self-disciplined little guy." The black man grinned, "Self-disciplined people generally do not have low achievements."

Davis smiled and nodded: "I hope so."

The two chatted for a while, and the black man finally said, "Little Michael, what do you want your father to contact me to see me for?"

DeWeese sat up straight and said to him, "I want you to give me special training for the summer."

"Oh? This is the first time someone has come to me to learn something. What do you want to learn? Small hook? Passing technique?"

"Neither, Ervin, as the greatest point guard in history, I want to learn your court vision."

That's right, this black man is "Magic" Johnson, and DeWeese deliberately asked the old DeWeese to contact Irwin in order to let Johnson, who is at home, teach him something unique.

In his career, he was elected to the regular season MVP 3 times, the NBA FMVP 3 times, the NBA All-Star team 12 times (NBA All-Star MVP 2 times), the NBA All-NBA Team 9 times, the NBA steals leader 2 times, and the NBA assists leader 4 times.

And his enigmatic vision of the court has always been the most talked about place, his "no-look-pass", elusive, making opponents hard to guard against.

As soon as Davis opened his mouth, he wanted to learn the most unique thing about Johnson-his court vision.

Johnson looked surprised. He didn't expect Davis to have such a big appetite.

"Well...Little Michael, it is difficult to improve things like vision simply through learning. He depends more on his own talent." Johnson thought about it, and said to Davis.

"I want to try."

Johnson looked down for a moment.

"Well, I've also heard about you. You led your team to win this year's NCAA championship from a small team. I also watched your finals. Your personal offensive ability is very strong, but in terms of organization, with all due respect, I don't see anything special. Let's find a place to try."

After Johnson finished speaking, he found out the phone book and dialed a number.

After a while, Johnson returned to the living room.

"Come on, follow me to a place."

Johnson took DeWeese to a place he didn't expect.

University of California, Los Angeles, also known as UCLA.

And UCLA head coach Jim Harrick has been waiting for the arrival of the magician at the door of the training hall.

"What a rare visitor, Erwin, what are you going to do today? Do you want to guide my team members?"

Erwin got out of the car, greeted Coach Harrick, and directly explained his intentions to him.

"I brought a nice little guy today to test his potential."

"Oh, this? You're Michael DeWeese? This year's MOP?"

"This is Jim Harrick, coach of the UCLA Bruins."

DeWeese and Coach Harrick shook hands.

"Hi, Coach Jim."

The three exchanged pleasantries for a while, then walked to the training hall.

The players who were training inside cheered when they saw Johnson walking in.

"Mr. Erwin, hello."

"Mr. Erwin, we meet again."

They all gathered around, but they were not as surprised as meeting Johnson for the first time, and they had obviously met many times.

Under Johnson's introduction, Davis found out that when Johnson's hands were itchy, he liked to play at UCLA University.

"Sometimes I also like to play with AC Green, Worthy, Kareem Abdul-Jabbar, and even Chamberlain."

DeWeese suddenly remembered the little story he had brought up while talking with Auerbach.This tradition seems to have been going on for more than ten years?

"No wonder they don't bother about Johnson having AIDS... He's a veteran." Davis thought to himself.

"Coach Jim, you teach Davis one of your tactics, it doesn't need to be very complicated, and then let him lead a team of players to play this tactic, and the other players form a team, and we play a training game."

Jim nodded, and took DeWeese to the side with the tactical board.

Johnson, on the other hand, gave a smirk.

"I need to prepare one more thing."

He pulled a UCLA player over and whispered a few words. The player nodded and walked to the locker room.

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