I'm really not a brush in basketball

Chapter 37 037. Confident DJ Augustine with Honey Juice (Please recommend)

"Not bad..." Yao Ming knew what Chen Long wanted to ask, and his expression was very calm, not like he had just undergone a dangerous operation that could change his career.

Chen Long was taken aback for a moment, he didn't expect Yao Ming to answer like this.

Not good, understandable, because Dayao suffered a stress fracture in his left ankle at the end of February, so he resolutely underwent surgery in order not to delay the Olympic Games five months later.

Looking at Yao Ming's special crutches, the brace on his left foot, and the caregiver standing behind him pushing a wheelchair, Chen Long couldn't think of anything wrong...

"Yao, you can't stand for a long time." The nurse from the Texas Medical Center Department of Memorial Hermann Hospital in Houston reminded.

Hearing this, Yao Ming shrugged his shoulders with a helpless expression, and then sat back on the special wheelchair with the support of Chen Long and the nurse.

"Chen Long, I watched your game, and frankly, I'm your fan now." Yao Ming replied with a smile.

Chen Long was a little flattered, because he knew that every time Yao Ming made a joke with connotation, he would laugh first before others understood, and his smile was known to all Chinese netizens.

"I always thought that Xiao Yi would become the leader of the new generation of Chinese basketball, but don't tell others, I think you have more potential!" Yao Ming, who is 2 meters tall, could whisper in Chen Long's ear while sitting.

Chen Long was stunned again, wondering if my performance in the NCAA is really so eye-catching?

"Can I call you Dayao?" Chen Long asked.

Yao Ming smiled and nodded.

"Dayao, I decided to participate in the draft this year. If possible, I would like to be your teammate." Chen Long said in a deep voice.

"I remember that the Rockets seem to have gotten a lottery pick from the Clippers. Do you want me to talk to them about it?" Yao Ming, who has never known politeness, actually thought about the feasibility of Chen Long joining the Rockets. .

Chen Long was a little flustered, thinking that I don't want to join the mosaic team that has cheated everyone.

"Leave this aside, I wish you and the Tigers win the NCAA championship." Dayao patted Chen Long's arm, his eyes were full of his appearance in the Shanghai Sharks youth team.

"Thank you, we will win!" Chen Long smiled confidently.

Just before the nurse was about to push Yao Ming to leave, Yao Ming asked again, "Are there any arrangements for the summer vacation?"

"Dayao, I look forward to playing in the Olympics with you in the Chinese jersey!" Chen Long replied.

Because Cui Wanjun revealed before that he intends to recommend Chen Long to participate in the national team selection, he has no objection. After all, 08 was different. As a Chinese basketball player, he will never miss the opportunity to win glory for the country at home.

"Well, this is my phone number, please call me if you have any questions." Yao Ming stuffed the note he had prepared in advance into Chen Long's hand.

Holding the little giant’s phone number, watching him being pushed away by the nurse amid applause, Chen Long secretly said, “Dayao, thank you for paving the way for Chinese basketball players to pursue their dreams. If I can join the national team this summer , I will help you stand on the podium!"

Derrick Rose, CD Roberts, Joey Dorsey and others all stared at each other. Yao Ming, a familiar yet unfamiliar NBA star.

In the eyes of these black boys, Yao Ming, who eats, sleeps and plays World of Warcraft, can be regarded as the number one center forward in active service. From his height to his skills, Yao Ming can only be explained by the mysterious power from the East.

"What did Yao tell you?" Rose asked excitedly.

"Today's weather is good, the milkshake here is good, but after eating the margarine, you need to burn fat violently..." Chen Long replied casually.

The Tigers' bench was in a daze.

Rose suddenly felt that the person just now might not be a fake Yao Ming.

"It was a joke just now. Yao Ming wished us win the NCAA championship. He will always pay attention to our game." Chen Long said and changed into his training uniform.

"Cool!" Rose's emotions became even higher, and his urge to win the championship was extremely strong. He also changed into his training uniform and asked other players to surround him and said, "Tigers, 1, 2, 3, champion!"

After defeating the Spartans, the Tigers advanced to the 07-08 NCAA Elite Eight.

Later in the day, the University of Texas Longhorns emerged from another round of 16 play in the South, becoming the Tigers' final opponent before heading into the Final 4.

A star high school player in the Greater Houston area, Longhorns star guard DJ Augustin spoke to the Houston Chronicle.

You know, Augustin was named player of the year by this newspaper.

When asked how to deal with the explosive Tigers point guard Rose, Augustine said aggressively, "I don't know why people compare me to a freshman. Derrick Rose is great, but I will win this matchup!"

"DJ, what do you think of the Tigers' small forward Chen Long who has recently played phenomenally?" The reporter asked another key question.

Augustine's sneer already represented his answer.

"Do you think your team can limit the Memphis trio?"

"Of course, we have Damien James, he is a forward who can dominate both ends of the offense and defense. As for Long, I'm not sure if he can guard Damien at 225 pounds."

Speaking of this, Augustine deliberately shrugged and teased, "Some people call him a Chinese dragon? Damien is a black dragon. As we all know, black represents strength and wildness."

The black basketball reporter made an approving face.

"We also have AJ. Abrams. I have no solution with him in the frontcourt. CD Roberts is a stable shooter. However, we will not let him get easy shots."

DJ Augustine is not just talking about it, they have been training with the Tigers as their imaginary enemy, except for the X factor of Chen Long, Augustine believes that the team can win.

"Augustin, you talk too much." Longhorn coach Rick Barnes couldn't help complaining.

"Sorry, coach, if self-confidence is also a sin, then I am guilty!" Augustine replied with a smile, and at the same time made fun of the reporter of the Chronicle, only to see him seriously say to Rick Barnes, "This is what we love DJ. reason!"

"Haha..." Rick Barnes smirked twice, and then urged Augustine to end the interview quickly. Since he had time to chat, he might as well participate in the post-match training. He felt that John Cariapa had already started leading the team to prepare for the Elite 8. .

Augustine reluctantly ended the interview, turned to the coach and asked, "Barnes, I don't know what you're worried about. We are the champions of the Big [-] league, and the Tigers are only the champions of the C-USA league. The gold content is completely different."

"Then you should ask how the Spartans lost 30 points at halftime!" Rick Barnes snapped back coldly.

"Relax, in my eyes, there is only one opponent this year, and that is UCLA. As long as they can surpass UCLA, the champion will be the Longhorns!" DJ Augustine smiled confidently.

Rick Barnes covered his face helplessly and shook his head, thinking that no matter how strong this guy's physical talent is, it's useless, because the brain is a good thing, but it's a pity that Augustine doesn't seem to have...

(End of this chapter)