NBA Emperor: Kobe Bryant's Son

"get out of class off!"

Sean walked out of the classroom after his history class, and Anderson, Tom, and Williams also came over, and they walked to the recess area together!

The Sierra Canyon is beautiful, with dense trees and artificial turf like a football field. They are looking for a place to chat and rest.

But they saw a lawn densely surrounded by circles of students. They stopped and watched curiously, only listening to an exaggerated voice from the crowd.

"I was 12 years old that year. When I came home from school, I felt that the atmosphere was not right before I entered the door. I have a very sensitive sixth sense. Sure enough, as soon as I entered the door, I saw my mother sitting on the ground crying, and my two younger brothers followed. Crying, there are bullet holes from the gun on the wall. When my mother saw me coming back, she immediately felt that she had a backbone and told me about the situation. It turned out that my father was taken away by the crocodile gang. I heard the anger Just up, I fucked the dick, put a time bomb on my back, contacted a brother, asked his brother to drive me there on a motorcycle, and I was going to break into the Crocodile Gang single-handedly, just at the time..."

"How did you get your time bomb??" At this moment, a boy wearing glasses interrupted loudly.

"How did the time bomb come about? How did it come about? I have already put the time bomb on my back to save my dad, and I contacted my brother and his brother drove me out. Now you are asking me how the bomb came about? I am a little physics expert, I did it myself, it’s really, say this kind of thing, how did the bomb come, don’t talk about it, it’s a disappointment..."

"I'm just curious..." the little boy with glasses said weakly.

"Don't interrupt, let him finish."

"That's right, interrupt if you listen well!"

At this time, the storyteller sighed, and said deeply: "You guys who live in rich families don't understand the living environment of our low-level children. The environment is quite harsh. I can't even talk about bombs, even rocket launchers." It has been fired, and the time bomb actually involves me meeting a terrorist in the Middle East. I rescued him, and he thanked me for giving it to me. I will tell you this story next time. I just transferred to another school. , I'm going to be late, I'm going to the teaching office now..."

"Don't go..."

"Tell us the next time!"

"I just finished listening to the first one, and half of the second one..."

"Four Eyes, don't interrupt again..."

The group of flowers in the greenhouse were deeply attracted by the heroic deeds of this student. To these students, this group of athletes born at the bottom had their own bitterness, and their experience was richer than this group of rich children. They all trusted black people unconditionally Students, because the American street ghettos in the news are really messy!

The male student who was telling the story stood up, pushed through the crowd and came out. He stood out from the group of students. He was 1.9 meters tall and had a sausage mouth!

Sean and Anderson wanted to laugh, and shook their heads together, thinking that this transfer student was a braggart, because it was okay to deceive the flowers in the greenhouse, but for Sean who also grew up in a slum on the street Waiting for people naturally don't believe it.

Although the slums in the streets are chaotic, they are not as exaggerated as this kid said. There are also occasional shootings, robberies and other things, time bombs, and rocket launchers are even more outrageous.

It can't be said that there is no such thing, but the fact that people like Sean have never encountered it proves that this is almost non-existent.

Even Tom, who came from a wealthy family, didn't believe it, because he was different from those greenhouse flowers. He often hang out with these street kids, so he naturally knows these things very well!

Sean, Anderson, Williams and others turned and walked to another lawn together, ready to lie down and chat for a while.

Just when Sean and the others turned around and were about to leave, the black transfer student with a sausage mouth saw the school uniform of Sean and the others, which said sophomore year, and based on the height of the group, they immediately judged that they belonged to the basketball club!

He had just finished inquiring about the situation of the sophomore basketball club with the group of students, and he shouted to the backs of several people: "Students of the basketball club, stop!!"

Sean, Anderson and the others turned to look at the black student with Sausage Mouth.

"My name is Roy. I just transferred here and I also play basketball. I want to join you." Roy introduced to Sean and the others.

Roy has already inquired about the fact that the sophomores in Sierra Canyon, except for the second generation of stars, are students from this group of low-level families. Dude, besides Brownie, he can't get into it either!

Sean looked at Roy and asked, "How is your game?"

When Roy heard this, he immediately gained confidence. He said, "I can't tell you how my skills are. I can only tell you how I got into Sierra Canyon. At that time, a few scouts from Sierra Canyon were on the basketball court of our school. Watching the ball, a basketball suddenly hit my back, I took it and dribbled it smartly, and then made a super long three-point shot, and walked away without looking back. I didn’t know if I made it, but I heard shouts from behind After a while, a few scouts followed me sternly, insisting that I join Sierra Canyon, but I refused and was entangled home, and my mother agreed for me.”

Roy looked at Sean and the others with a confident expression after speaking.

"B.J, this kid looks like a braggart." Anderson whispered in Sean's ear.

Sean covered his mouth and replied to Anderson: "Don't care if he brags or not, anyone who can enter the Sierra Canyon should have the strength. Don't you want to have a game with William, who is a senior in high school? We are just short of people."

Although Sean's sophomore basketball team has more than a dozen members, except for those second-generation stars, there are only a few of them left, and there is a mani, which is still a lot worse than the number of seniors.

Basketball is not played with five players, and there are benches. It is almost impossible for a player to maintain full physical strength and play the whole court. Therefore, a team with a strong bench will definitely outperform with only five players and no substitutes. team!

Anderson nodded after listening to Sean's words.

Roy watched Sean and Anderson whispering, feeling a little uneasy. Could it be that the other party doesn't accept him? ?

Sean glanced at Roy, and saw that the other party's expression was a little unconfident, not as confident as before. He smiled and said to Roy: "Follow up!"

After Sean finished speaking, he walked forward with Anderson and others!

"Okay!!" Sausage Mouth—Roy became excited in an instant, and kept up with the team!

"My name is Roy Galen."

"B.J Sean."

"Williams."

"Tom."

"Ason Anderson."

Since then, Roy has officially joined Sean's team. He has followed Sean to the Lakers since he was a student.