The Road to Stardom: Start as a Slam Dunk Master

The sudden sound interrupted the conversation and laughter of the three black men and broke everyone's boredom.

Everyone was suddenly happy when they heard this voice.

"Brother Takato!" Sakuragi Hanamichi was the first to shout excitedly, his eyes filled with light.

At this moment, it was like Seiya saw Athena, like Nobita Nobita saw Doraemon, and like Son Gohan saw Son Goku who had just become a Super Saiyan!

He doesn't know anything about the NBA. Anyway, even Anxi's dad praised him like that. Brother Gao Ren must be omnipotent!

"Lin Dong!" Xiandao and others' eyes lit up.

Mu Shenyi's face finally showed a smile.

Finally caught up!

Although facing NBA draft players, it feels like even Lin Dong is unlikely... but at least he can give it a try!

There are monsters among yellow people too!

The three black men also turned their heads at this time and looked at Lin Dong and the others who were walking in.

I saw one wearing glasses and one as short as a sweet potato. The leading man looked stronger and had a good height, but the yellow man... looked thin, that's all.

"Three more rookies are here." The black man named Robles said with a smile.

"No fight, no fight." Another person saw more and more passers-by watching and was afraid that they would be recognized. He winked at Robles and said: "It's almost done, Robles, his stomach is fast." I’m hungry, let’s go find something to eat.”

Robles heard the implication of his companion's words, and saw that there were indeed more people at the scene... Thinking of the training he had received in the morning, he suppressed the thought of abusing food a little.

"Okay...that's enough of the torture."

While he was agreeing to his companions, he heard someone say: "Weren't you very arrogant just now and looking down on yellow people?"

"Now our best player is here." Mu Shenyi finally straightened his back this time and said slowly to the three of them in broken Japanese English: "You are leaving now, are you afraid?"

Best player?

Robles's two companions couldn't help laughing.

For NBA draft-level players, how much difference can there be between the best players and the worst players in a place like Japan?

"Yes, yes, I'm scared of you." His companion said with a smile, intending to ignore Mu Shenyi's words: "Let's go, Robles."

"Wait a minute." A smile appeared on Robles' lips.

If you can't hear the cry of the weak and see the despair of the weak, is it still called abuse of food?

"Give me five minutes." Robles narrowed his eyes: "Wait until I hang the best player of the yellow race on the basket!"

"You guy..." The two companions were a little dumbfounded, but after spending several months together in the NBA training camp, they knew this guy's character very well.

Tough, arrogant, and domineering, this guy comes from Chicago, the city where gangs are most prevalent in the United States. Even if he didn't find any criminal record when he was selected for the training camp, as long as he comes from there, his temper is usually not much better.

"Just 5 minutes." My companion compromised.

Robles laughed: "That's enough."

Seeing the two black men walking to the sidelines, the others quickly left the field, leaving only an old black man looking at him with a smile.

Lin Dong knew that this was his opponent today.

Lin Dong knows a lot about the NBA in this era.

Not to mention those All-Stars, even if they are just some blue-collar players in history, he still remembers their appearance.

The main reason is that I have watched too many game videos... but the opponent's strange appearance does not leave any impression in my memory, plus this is the worst reputation in the draft.

Needless to say, he is destined to be a water-cooler player who cannot play in the NBA.

"Come on, brother Gao Ren!"

"Look at you, Lin Dong!"

"These niggas just said that we yellow people are all soft-footed shrimps, deal with them!" Sakuragi Hanamichi, Kiyota Nobunaga and others nearby shouted.

It seems that these guys were not only abused, but also humiliated.

Lin Dong smiled and walked over to pick up the basketball on the ground, and then threw it directly to the opponent.

Robles was startled, then couldn't help but look at his companion next to him, and burst out laughing.

This guy actually allowed himself to attack first?

The two companions were also a little surprised, laughing so hard that they couldn't stand upright: "This guy has such a personality!"

"Oh God! Robles, you are despised by their best player!"

"It looks like it won't take more than 5 minutes to meet a fool." Robles held the ball in both hands and looked at Lin Dong who came to face him.

call!

His hands holding the ball suddenly made a forward movement, hitting the basketball directly in front of Lin Dong's eyes, and then quickly retracted it, hoping to scare the opponent.

But then he discovered that the other party didn't even bat an eyelid. He kept the faint smile on his face and stared at him unblinkingly.

The smile on Robles' face became slightly stiff.

This feeling is like showing a cute look to a blind man, like playing the violin to a cow.

Didn't you react? The damn reaction arc of yellow people...

Teasing something has to be interesting if someone cooperates with it. Otherwise, what's the point of teasing a piece of wood?

"Hey, kid!" Robles said calmly, "Do you know what street ball is?"

Seeing the unmoved look of the other party, Robles was sure that he was in front of another country bumpkin who didn't understand English. He grinned: "This is..."

As he spoke, the basketball in his hand suddenly hit Lin Dong on the forehead.

Playing games with these yellow people in a serious manner is too ridiculous, but using this street basketball method to humiliate them is just right.

He was ready to catch the bouncing ball with both hands, but the next second...

Uh-huh!

Before the basketball could make a crisp sound on the yellow man's forehead, a big hand suddenly flashed in front of his eyes, and then grabbed the ball he threw in his hand.

"Hahahaha! Thanks, Old Hei!" Sakuragi Hanamichi laughed out loud.

Robles still kept catching the ball with both hands, and then saw the guy turning around and rushing towards the basket.

Doesn't this kid understand the rules? Don't you have to go out of the three-point line first?

Robles was stunned for a moment, and then subconsciously looked down, only to realize that they were both outside the three-point line just now.

Too careless.

"Fuck!" Robles cursed secretly and quickly wanted to chase him.

But then I realized that the guy's speed was surprisingly fast. Coupled with his dazed look just now, there was no room for him to catch up. The guy rushed to the basket in three or two steps and easily lobbed the ball into the net.

Mu Shen on the sidelines clenched his fist fiercely, and Xiandao and others also felt excited.

Although everyone knew that Lin Dong was very good, the opponent was an NBA-level draft player after all. Frankly speaking, they really didn't think that Lin Dong would definitely be able to beat the opponent.

I felt that the best result might be to fight each other, but I didn't expect that Lin Dong first defended one and then fought one.

Although this goal may have been caused by the opponent being too careless, it was a goal if it went in!

"1:0!"

"Hahahahahaha!" Sakuragi Hanamichi jumped up in excitement. Brother Takato is indeed omnipotent, even in the face of these arrogant black people: "Let your damn bastard be arrogant! You know how powerful yellow skin is Come on!"

Not to mention a few of them, even many spectators on the sidelines cheered: "Well done, young man!"

"Hahaha! This guy's reaction arc seems to have just cooled down! Unlucky Robles!"

"Street ball! Street ball!" Robles' two companions became excited. Robles was about to get serious!

Robles's face suddenly darkened, even though it was already very dark.

Then he saw the yellow-skinned boy pick up the basketball and walk to the three-point line.

Lin Dong smiled at him and stretched out his hand to indicate where he was going to attack.

Robles sneered and stood in front of Lin Dong.

The leisurely mood just now has turned into a faint anger at this time.

"You're done! bitch!" he said coldly.

Unfortunately, the other person didn't seem to understand English, and the annoying smile on his face didn't change at all.

If you don't understand, it will inevitably make your subsequent humiliation of this boy less interesting, which is really unpleasant.

"Silly!"

He was thinking in confusion, and then he heard the guy who seemed to be mute actually speak.

"Hi!"

Lin Dong bent down while holding the ball, smiling at him and saying hello.

Does this guy know English? This is a good thing, but what is he going to do? Want to learn how to hit the ball like you just did? Hey, let’s try it…

Before Robles could finish his thoughts, he saw the guy stretching his bare hands towards his feet.

Robles subconsciously shrank his legs, but the other party had already pulled his shoelaces with quick eyesight and quick hands. Robles shrank his legs, which was equivalent to pulling away the shoelaces himself.

At the same time, Lin Dong's already low center of gravity suddenly turned his back, and the movements of his hands and body were almost completely synchronized.

A gyro-like rotation, heading straight to the left side of Robles's shrinking leg.

Robles was so angry that it was too late to think about shoelaces at this time.

The opponent was very fast and indeed had two brushes. He suddenly moved sideways to block, but before he could block the opponent's path, he felt a sudden trip under his feet.

boom!

He stepped on the shoelace of his left foot with his right foot, and his left leg was pulled violently across the ground. His center of gravity shifted involuntarily, and he fell heavily to the ground.

immediately……

Huh~

Another light layup.

At this time, everyone on the field was stunned and forgot to applaud.

Lin Dong caught the basketball falling from the basket and turned around.

"Street ball, street ball...referred to as S·B."

Speak fairly fluent and standard American English.

Lin Dong smiled, turned the basketball on his fingertips, and looked at the black man who fell to the ground provocatively: "Welcome to Asia, bitch!"

Street ball, translated as street dance in English, mostly refers to street basketball.

bitch: bitch.

For those newbies like me whose English proficiency comes entirely from the NBA and movie soundtracks.

Therefore, in view of the author's English proficiency, if there are occasional English grammar problems, I hope not to go into details. I will try my best to literally translate them into Chinese characters, and only use some inconvenient vocabulary in English.