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Chapter 673 Journey to Joint Trial Training ([-])
"Damn it, it feels like I can jump even higher~!!"

The night before the joint trial, Westbrook was alone in a training hall doing "vertical jump test" training.

Because there is no ruler, Westbrook tries to stick the stickers on his hands as much as possible, and stick them higher on the backboard.

Time after time, time after time, Westbrook set new records and challenged his limits.

In the eyes of outsiders, Westbrook's ability to easily "flat frame" his head is scary enough, but Westbrook himself is not satisfied.

"This time, we must break through there~!"

Even at the risk of hitting his head on the bottom edge of the backboard, Westbrook is going to try.

In a blink of an eye, it has come to the joint trial training, and it is time to really do the vertical jump test.

Each player who participates in the test has three chances, and the best result is entered into the file. This rule is a bit like the long jump and high jump in track and field competitions.

"Next, Russell Westbrook~!!"

Soon, it was Westbrook's turn to play.

Westbrook was doing squats, adjusting his form.

Although he is very optimistic about his prospects in the draft, Westbrook has never relaxed. He just wants to do every link well and do his best to complete it.

Just like when playing a game, Westbrook will do his best in every round and every possession.

"In terms of bouncing, I will not lose to anyone~!!!"

"Ah~!!!!!!"

With such an oath, Westbrook started off.

"Come on~!!!"

Lan Shengli, who didn't dare to blink, watched intently and cheered.

I saw Westbrook running like a high jumper, adjusting his rhythm, taking off with one foot on his left foot, kicking the ground fiercely, and swinging his right heel upwards in the air, his body was like sitting on a rocket Straight up.

Westbrook's rising body is filled with energy.

Those glaring eyes were as fierce as a tiger's.

Westbrook raised his right arm, making a motion as if to block an opponent's shot, reaching for the ruler.

"Ooh~!!!!"

With the exclamation of scouts and reporters watching the scene, Westbrook touched the highest point of the test so far.

"Pretty~!!!"

Lan Shengli couldn't help but pumped his fists in celebration.

"Hey, hey, friendly reminder, you are now an employee of the Los Angeles Clippers, not UCLA anymore,"

Seeing this, the colleagues on the side immediately reminded him.

"Haha, sorry, I'm really a little too excited~!"

Lan Shengli smirked and responded.

"Oh my god, Westbrook's physical fitness is really incredible~!"

"Yeah, it feels like jumping on a spring~!"

"His physical fitness is really comparable to Rose~!! I still remember the previous game between UCLA and the University of Memphis. It was so exciting to see the matchup between these two people~!!"

People can't help talking about it.

"Hey, now I even hope that the team can get a higher draft pick through a trade~!!, If Westbrook can wear the Clippers jersey, it is really perfect~!!! "

Lan Shengli imagined Westbrook wearing the Clippers jersey and sighed secretly.

"Hey~!! We should go~!!"

Seeing that Lan Shengli was in a daze, the colleagues at the side reminded him.

"Wait for me~!"

Seeing this, Lan Shengli quickly followed.

"Oh~!! Isn't this Brook Lopez who staged the "Giant Showdown" with Gasol back then~!! Haha, it's been a long time since I knew he had participated in the draft and would come Joint trial training, but seeing real people, I am still very excited~!!"

Lan Shengli looked at Brook Lopez who was doing a bench press test and sighed.

"The one next to him should be his own brother, Robin Lopez~!!, these two brothers really look alike~!"

Lan Shengli looked at Robin who was getting ready, and continued to sigh.

If it is said that sprinting and touching heights have advantages for small players, then the bench press is the world of these inside players~! !
Their strength advantage will shine in this session.

Lan Shengli recorded carefully while recognizing the acquaintances.

This job must not be sloppy.

Static and dynamic testing took place all morning, and all players made final summaries for their draft files.

The popular players in the draft, such as Rose, Beasley, Eric Gordon and Westbrook, have all played well.

After all, their physical fitness is extremely outstanding, and those dynamic tests seem to be tailor-made for them.

And players with average physical fitness like Love and the Lopez brothers, their performance and results are not so impressive. They need individual trial training to win the favor of NBA teams.

In other words, they are the kind of game players.

Soon, the No.1 of various data will come out, which will bring a considerable bonus to their draft market.

Of course, there are still some players who did not participate in the joint trial training, such as the very popular Italian player Danilo Gallinari. Experience is equally important.

I believe these will be the situations that NBA scouts will notice.

"Let's go back to the hotel to have a meal at noon, rest for a while, and then sort out the materials. In the afternoon, we will have a trial training session~!"

After the Clippers gathered here, the chief scout said.

Everyone listened to the order and prepared to return to the hotel.

"Then, isn't that Mr. Brooks~?!"

Lan Shengli was walking towards the door, but found an old acquaintance in the crowd beside him.

It should be said that he is an old acquaintance of the entire Clippers team.

When the chief scout heard this, he immediately turned his head, saw Brooks as well, and immediately walked over.

Lan Shengli and the others quickly followed.

"Yo, isn't this our competitor, the head coach of the Seattle SuperSonics, Scott Brooks~?!"

The chief scout stepped forward and greeted Brooks.

He still used pomade to grab his not-so-long hair, and he still looked very shrewd and serious. He was still that Brooks who looked unfriendly and unapproachable.

"Wha,, what~?! Seattle SuperSonics,, lord,,, head coach~?!?!"

Lan Shengli listened to the words of the chief scout, looked at Brooks who was walking towards the crowd, and was stunned.

(End of this chapter)