I'm really not a brush in basketball

Chapter 1 001. Fuck the basketball dream? (recommended)

A pickup truck loaded with dozens of cases of 'free' beer onto a basketball court on Chicago's South Side.

Soon, the blaring of car horns and subwoofers attracted a crowd of drunks and bums who defied the ban on gathering.

Crazy people overturned wooden baskets and lit bonfires, as if the flames could kill viruses and timidity.

High school student Reggie watches as the place where he plays becomes a 'junk dump' and can't do anything about it.

Instigated by his little friend, Reggie silently took a bottle of wine from a stranger and drank it.

Suddenly, an unusually tall and strong Chinese uncle with tough facial features, sharp cheeks, grabbed Reggie by the collar and violently dragged him out of the court.

"Alcohol, drugs, hi, Ray, is this the shitty life you want to live?"

"I don't know, Coach Chen Long." Reggie was very confused.

"Why do you want to play?" Chen Long asked.

"Because of love?" Reggie replied.

"Cute idiot... because you want to play the best games, earn the most money, abuse the fiercest opponents, change your fate against the sky, and become a winner instead of being a jerk like them!" Chen Long laughed and corrected .

"But others call me a brush..." Reggie had a bitter expression on his green cheeks.

Chen Long grabbed Reggie's chin so violently that he couldn't look away.

"Answer me, can you score [-] points in a single game? Can you average a triple-double or a quadruple-double? How many national high school records have you broken? How much money have you signed as an endorsement fee?"

"Nothing at all..."

"Then what kind of fucking data brush are you?"

Reggie looked at the crazy coach Chen Long with a dazed expression.

"If you want to win, you have to brush up the data so that the opponent gnashes their teeth, helpless, and begs for mercy on their knees!"

"Losing can only mean that your stats are not good enough!"

"The high school league is shit, you are not as good as shit now!"

Hearing this, Reggie's eyes became sharper.

Chen Long firmly grasped Lei's slightly thin shoulders, and said in a deep voice, "Hobbies and dreams are reserved for rich people! Lei, play for me, I will let you play unparalleled statistics in four years of college, remember , Data is the life of a player!"

"Coach Chen Long, I want to play basketball..." Lei shed tears of excitement.

Chen Long threw an uppercut punch to Reggie's stomach, causing Reggie to vomit out the beer he just drank.

Chen Long grabbed Lei's head and corrected again, "What you should say is that I want to be a brush from today, not an ordinary brush, but the most powerful data brush in the basketball world!"

"I want to be the most powerful data brush!" Reggie roared with clenched fists.

"Well said, kid." Chen Long patted Reggie on the shoulder in relief.

Just as Chen Long turned around and took Reggie away, he was suddenly hit in the head by a beer bottle!

Several drunkards stuck out their tongues and yelled, "Who do you call Luse?"

"You, you, and you!"

Chen Long spat out a mouthful of bloody sputum and raised his middle finger at them one by one.

The drunkards became angry with embarrassment, but Chen Long flirted with them without fear, exchanging five at the limit, and finally fell on the basketball court he loved and fought for all his life...

McDonald's All-Star Game MVP, Big Ten MOP, averaging 20+ triple-doubles per game!

Chen Long was once a rising star in the Chinese basketball world.

However, when Chen Long led the team to the Final 4, he suffered a complete tear of the cruciate ligament and a recurrence of his back injury. He missed the NCAA championship and was finally rejected by the NBA.

At the end of his player days, Chen Long was expelled from several elite basketball schools in power because of his hot temper, and finally became a basketball coach in a community college.

He usually earns a wage that is lower than that of a blue-collar worker, and has to rely on car repairs to make ends meet on weekends. However, from a former chasing boy to a down-and-out uncle, Chen Long has never given up on basketball.

"If time can be turned back, I want to continue my basketball dream, yes God, I still want to play damn basketball!" Chen Long looked at the basket and slowly closed his eyes full of unwillingness.

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"Aaron, wake up quickly, it's your turn to play!"

A high-spirited black kid woke up Chen Long who was lying on the sidelines.

"Play? Am I not dead?" Chen Long was stunned, because the guy in front of him was both familiar and unfamiliar.

"Are you Derek Rose?" Chen Long asked suspiciously.

"Aaron, are you sleepy? That's right, I'm the brother who slept in your lower bunk, Derek Rose." Rose smiled.

The blue No. 23 University of Memphis jersey has a slightly immature facial features. Chen Long can be sure that this person is the future NBA's youngest MVP winner 'Wind City Rose' Derrick Rose!

"So it's 2008?!"

In 2008, Chen Long was sent to the United States by his parents to go to middle school. He had just started to receive orthodox American basketball education, so he had no chance to meet Rose, who is already a popular hot pepper chicken in the NCAA.

"Aaron, if you have time to ask such idiotic questions, why don't you hurry up and perform on stage, didn't you see that Taylor has gone crazy?"

Seeing Chen Long's appearance, Ross thought to himself, did this big brother hurt his head?
"Performing?" Chen Long touched the clothes he was wearing subconsciously. It was not a basketball team uniform, but a furry puppet costume.

"Damn it, what's the situation?" Chen Long almost exploded, because he seemed to be the mascot of the team!

Ross picked up the tiger hood next to him and stuffed it into Chen Long's arms, and said, "Aaron, I won't practice with you tonight if I have an appointment."

Chen Long knew that he had been reborn, except for his name, he had become another person.

At this time, the cheerleaders surrounded Chen Long and ran into the stadium. He had no choice but to bite the bullet and perform the opening performance of the mascot.

"What's going on with Chen Long?" Tigers manager Tiger asked angrily.

Ross spread his hands and shook his head. "I think he's just a little tired."

"If China Boy wasn't your friend, I would have let him go." Tiger said disdainfully.

"Aaron loves basketball more than anyone else. He is the source of energy for the team. Tiger, if you dare to criticize my friend again, I will make you look good!" Rose looked at Tiger with a cold eye. went back.

"You are the top card, and you have the final say." Tiger immediately gave up, because he believed that Rose would lead the team to win the NCAA championship, become the No. [-] pick, and eventually rule the basketball world!
Rose walked towards John Carlyappa, who had not yet become the king of admissions, with an expression of keeping away from others.

"Ross, I need you to play harder in the second half!" Cariapa said, tapping on the tactical board.

The Tigers' tactics can be put simply in four words 'talent crushing'!
Although the University of Memphis has become the No. [-] seed in the Southern Division of the NCAA Tournament, Cariapa wants the team to hit the championship with a perfect season.

"Coach, I will." Rose stared at the court and replied.

Next to Cariapa stood a Chinese assistant coach, Cui Wanjun, who was talking to C.D. Roberts, another ace scorer of the University of Memphis.

"Roberts, the opponent's inside defense is good. You have a good touch tonight and reduce breakthroughs. Rose can help you create three-point opportunities."

Cui Wanjun's English was a bit broken, and Roberts just nodded without answering.

Backcourt twin stars Derrick Rose and C.D. Roberts can average 40+ triple-doubles per game, plus defensive center Joey Dorsey, good swingman Anderson and Desai, this Tigers The team is definitely the king of the C-USA league.

For Cariapa, he has a good hand, so there is only one goal this year, and that is to take home the NCAA gold championship trophy!
The Tigers held a one-point lead over the Stanford Crimson, which owns the Lopez brothers, in the first half.

That's not a good sign, because Lopez Sr. had only one foul, while his twin brother Lopez Jr. scored an unprecedented 12 points.

The referee's penalty scale in this game is a bit confusing.

Rose kept hitting the basket in the first half but couldn't get the whistle.

Chen Long hurriedly finished his work as a mascot and sat on the sidelines thinking about his situation.

Soon, he realized that the physical talent was too mediocre.

He is 19 years old and 1 meters tall. He has neither excellent reflexes and athletic ability, nor breakthrough and three-point shooting ability.

Want to rewrite the glory of Chinese players?Want to dominate the NBA?Go fuck basketball dreams!
　Friends, I'm back again. The grades of the new semester are too important. Now there are more monthly tickets. Please support me with your little hands. Thank you.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)