Coach Lee

Chapter 455 This Popcorn Really Smells!

On the court, some young substitutes from Reid and the Nuggets and many "unnamed" young people are practicing on the court.

On the side, an enthusiastic "senior brother" is doing demonstrations and explanations for them.

Everyone listened very seriously, after all, this senior is a two-time FMVP winner.

"Come on, rookies, cast it, cast it!"

"Shooting! This is our most basic ability!"

"You can't defend, you can't rebound, you can't break through, then, you can... go home."

"what????"

Everyone was waiting for Li Nan to say something like "You can do anything if you only know how to shoot." Why did you come up with such a sentence?

On the side, Li Nan also smiled, "All in all, what I mean is that shooting is very important!"

Shooting, this is the basic skill.However, the basic skills are neglected by young people nowadays. What everyone likes is Jordan's singles moves, what they like is Iverson's beautiful breakthrough, and what they like is Carter's explosive dunk.

Those are cool, but the most useful thing in actual combat is shooting.

"Let's imagine, in the team, two people have similar skills, but one of them has a shooting percentage of 40.00 to [-]%, while the other's shooting percentage is extremely poor, and his free throw percentage is only over [-]%. Then you say, who will the coach like more? Who will he play? The answer is obvious!"

When Li Nan said this, some people had some opinions.

On the side, Ben Wallace, who was acting as a temporary coach together, reminded resentfully, "Ahem~~"

Li Nan also explained indifferently: "Uh, well, Ben, you don't count, you are a freak, uh, no, you should be a defensive genius! Although you almost made free throws, your sports shooting percentage is still good. , nearly fifty percent."

Nearly [-]% of the hits, but there are a lot of dunks, the tip-ups for the second offense under the basket, as for the mid-range shots, it must be the majority of the other [-]%.

Everyone had smiles on their faces, but they didn't dare to speak out.

Ben Wallace is the star player of the team. Moreover, this guy is super fierce at first glance, and he can't afford to offend him.

"Shoot, cast! Don't ink!"

No, Ben Wallace's stern shout came, he really is a vicious person!

The players practiced their shots with trepidation.

Among these people, Michael Reid practiced very seriously, and he really listened to Li Nan's words in his heart.

Before coming here, he planned to learn projection ability from Li Nan, and now the opportunity is in front of him, so if you don't learn it, you won't learn it.

With one kick on the court, head coach Jim Burnheim arrived with the coaching staff.

A staff member said: "Coach, they started at 7 o'clock and have been practicing for more than 3 hours."

Is it more than three hours?

Seeing everyone's current state, Old Jim praised, "These guys are very motivated today, which is very good!"

Hearing what old Jim said, assistant coach D'Antoni said, "Coach, this, this practice, will the load be too heavy?"

The Nuggets are the team with the highest home altitude in the league. If they practice for a long time, there will definitely be side effects for these newcomers.

Back then, it took several months for Wang to adapt to the plateau environment here.

D'Antoni was very worried.

Old Jim smiled, "Don't worry, Li knows it well."

After saying this, Old Jim also turned around and went back.

"Lee?"

D'Antoni gave the young man a meaningful look.

It turns out that the coach trusts this kid more than he trusts himself.

"Although you and I are both from LYN, I won't let you!"

After practice, Reed was literally left to wipe the ball.

After all the balls were wiped, Michael Reid returned to the locker room and washed up.However, he found that his black backpack was gone, replaced by a pink hello kitty schoolbag.

"This~"

Before coming to the NBA, Michael Reid learned from some news reports, as well as his family and friends, how the NBA treats newcomers.

In the first few weeks, Reid also did a lot of things like passing water and towels.Now this pink schoolbag, of course, is also the handwriting of those old brothers, right?

"Ah~~"

Do as the Romans do, Michael Reid sighed, but still chose to carry the pink schoolbag on his back.

"Besides, those guys with 'no name and no surname' don't even have the chance to be 'take care of'. I should cherish it! After all, NBA players come here like this, and I can do it too!"

Bracing himself, Michael Reed put the cute little schoolbag on his back, and then went out.

"Michael, your schoolbag is very nice."

"Michael, you are the last one again today."

"Markle, you really worked so hard today, you actually practiced even more now."

Along the way, some staff members of the Pepsi Center Arena also greeted Michael Reed with a smile.

This is the first time Reed has felt everyone's "enthusiasm" since he signed to the Nuggets.

Although there is enthusiasm in quotation marks, Reed still feels warm in his heart.This is the joy of being noticed and the slightest touch.

When we arrived at the parking lot, the brothers' luxury cars basically drove away.

In the corner, there is a brand new Mercedes Benz, which should cost more than 10 yuan.Although it is not particularly expensive, in Reed's eyes, this is a good car.

However, this car is not Reed's.

Reed's car was a small battered Ford next to the Mercedes.

Just signed with the Nuggets, because it is a second-round pick, Reed's salary is only 32, and of various taxes and fees, only 32 of the 19 is Reed's.And of the 19, there is also 10% that is kept by a third party outside the NBA.In the end, the salary in Reed's hands was only about 17.

Moreover, this season has not yet started, and for the 17, Reed only took the 1 that the Nuggets advanced.
Reed took another look at the brand-new Mercedes-Benz next to him, cheering himself up in his heart.

"Work hard! I will definitely have some in the future!"

Reluctantly looking away, she came to her Ford car and opened the door.

wow.

A pile of popcorn poured out, and a sweet smell hit his face.

Michael Reed stared blankly at his little broken car, wanting to cry without tears.

"How do you clean the popcorn? Go to the car wash? That's a lot of money!" Reed sighed sadly, "Oh, why is my career so miserable?"

Looking at the full popcorn, Reed grabbed a handful and stuffed it into his mouth!
It doesn't taste good at all.

But he still chewed hard, he wanted to turn grief and anger into strength, but a tear fell from the corner of his eye.

And he just pawed a few times like this, and suddenly a big card popped out of the car.

"Rookie, welcome to the NBA!"

Seeing this sentence, Reid felt extremely sour in his heart. However, when he saw the following text, Reid's expression changed.

"See that Mercedes-Benz over there? It, from now on, is yours.

As for the car keys, you have to look for them carefully."

Glancing at the Mercedes-Benz next to him, Reed grabbed another handful of popcorn and stuffed it into his mouth, and a bean-sized teardrop instantly fell from his eye socket.

"Hmm~ This popcorn smells so good!"

(End of this chapter)