MTL - NBA: About Me Being Reincarnated As Yasuo, the Wind Walker-Chapter 104 I see

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The game is over.

The Trail Blazers easily won the game with 98:70. Yi Jianlian played very well with 19 points and 8 rebounds.

In the post-match interview, all media reporters were asking why Zhang Jun did not continue to play in the second half of the game, Monty Williams laughed.

"Zhang Jun is injured."

The news immediately attracted the attention of all media reporters.

Zhang Jun played bravely in the summer league as the No. 1 pick this year, and even countless fans are already fantasizing about his next NBA regular season.

As a result, now there is an injury?

"Is Zhang Jun's injury serious? Will it affect his future regular season opener?"

Facing this group of worried reporters, Monty Williams couldn't help but secretly regretted that he hadn't learned Popovich's mysterious injury, so he shouldn't use such an excuse.

"He....is fine, just a little pain in his buttocks, it shouldn't be a serious problem."

"However, for his health considerations, the team will activate him to the daily observation list in the future, and he can continue to play in the summer league only with the approval of the team doctor."

Yi Jianlian, who was changing clothes in the locker room, heard that Zhang Jun was injured, stood up nervously, and even planned to go to the opposite locker room to have a look.

"I don't know where that guy was injured."

Pointing roughly to the interview screen that was still playing, and pointing to himself, Yi Jianlian instantly remembered something and looked embarrassed.

"I remember I didn't use much force!"

Wang Shipeng said with a smile, "Could it be that you were injured because you didn't use much force?"

Wang Zhizhi and Liu Wei laughed out loud.

Yi Jianlian scolded angrily: "Two big fools."

Zhu Fangyu was lying on the closet, wanting to laugh but not daring to laugh.

.........

Las Vegas.

The Trail Blazers achieved a record of 5 wins and 1 loss, marking a perfect end to the summer league.

Zhang Jun averaged 43 points, 6 rebounds and 3 assists per game...?

Offensive became the highest scoring average in Summer League history.

All the fans are already immune to this statistic and performance, and even take it for granted that Zhang Jun should be so fierce in their eyes.

Aldridge performed well in the last game, with a double-double of 26 points and 10 rebounds, playing the best performance of the summer league.

This is the second time Zhang Jun has come to Las Vegas, and he might not know when he will come here next time, so Aldridge proposed to go out for a walk.

Looking at the women coming and going around the street, Aldridge stretched his hand in and pressed down.

"No matter how many people in the cave have spit, I still want to go in and sleep."

"Look at these lovely women, other places are looking for pants ends, they are all looking for thread ends."

Zhang Jun has long been used to Aldridge's coquettish talk.

This guy looks like a dog, as long as he opens his mouth, he is the most beastly star in the crowd.

"Where are we going now?"

Zhang Jun couldn't help looking at Aldridge who insisted on bringing him out and asked.

Because Las Vegas law stipulates that all hotels need to be over 21 years old, and drinking and gambling also need to be over 21 years old.

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The good thing is that you only need to be over 18 years old to watch gambling and adult performances, which is why Aldridge has to come out and sneak out.

"What do you want, just take a look. You really dare to go in and try it. You are 19 years old, and I am 21 years old in one month. It is good to see it."

Aldridge said cursingly.

Zhang Jun couldn't help sighing, if only Black Lively was here.

Aldridge suddenly thought of something and said, "By the way, do you know everything about rookies?"

Zhang Jun shook his head, not knowing what Aldridge meant by saying this.

Aldridge heaved a long sigh, as if caught in a painful memory.

"There is an unwritten rule in the NBA that rookies who enter the league must run for the veterans...?

Working with legs means being bullied for a while. "

"This is everyone's default rule. Regardless of whether you are the No. 1 pick, I was the No. 2 pick last year. You should be bullied or you have to be bullied. You can't escape."

"Don't say my brother didn't take care of you, let me remind you in advance."

Zhang Jun nodded. He still knows about veterans bullying rookies, but everyone is on the same team, and they are good brothers who want to fight side by side. If it is just running errands and doing work, Zhang Jun is fine. Opinion.

Seeing Zhang Jun nodding so readily, Aldridge couldn't help laughing.

"You really thought it was just running errands and doing work."

"Those veterans have very weird personal hobbies. You have never seen or heard of them. I experienced it myself last year."

Aldridge looked around, and after confirming that there was no one, he whispered: "Some veterans like to tease birds."

"Some veterans like rookies to pinch their feet. The key is that they have to sing for fun."

"There are also rookie players who are required to wear red when they play games. What's even more weird is that he asks you to open your eyes to watch him while sleeping, saying that he appreciates his manly majesty."

"What the hell, he has a fart majesty."

Looking at Aldridge's righteous words, Zhang Jun couldn't help but asked, "How many of these strange hobbies did you encounter last year?"

Hearing this, Aldridge stopped suddenly, looked at Zhang Jun with trembling lips, and almost cried when he pursed his mouth.

Zhang Jun hurriedly patted Aldridge on the shoulder comfortingly, took a deep breath and said, "It's okay, kid, it's all over, you are no longer a first-year student, you can be regarded as a veteran who has played for a year, and there will be no more in the future." People can bully you again."

Aldridge nodded aggrievedly, and finally reminded: "Be careful of that **** fat guy Zach Randolph, this guy is ruthless."

Zhang Jun nodded and was about to say something else when the door of a bar suddenly opened, and a heavy object was thrown out of it.

The next three...?

The bartender came out, put his arms around and said, "You rotten alcoholic, this is not a community or a park, and there is no free food for you."

"See clearly, this is a tavern! Vegas tavern!"

"It's really disgusting, is this Asian? Yellow? No one will eat it for you."

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"Hey! What do you mean by that!" Hearing the other party insulting Asians and yellow races, Zhang Jun stood up and said very annoyed.

One of the bartenders was tall and thick, seeing someone who dared to speak up, he walked over and wanted to make a move, but he endured it after seeing the tall and mighty physiques of Zhang Jun and Aldridge.

Another bartender reminded with a frown, "Wait, why does this kid look a bit like the guy who has been very popular recently, the one who broke the record in the summer league."

The bartender behind him opened his eyes wide and confirmed, "It's him, this year's No. 1 pick, Zhang Jun from the Blazers."

"Hey, let's forget it, we can't afford to mess with people from the NBA."

The five big and three thick bars also retreated, but they refused to admit defeat and said: "It's only natural to pay money for drinking. How can it be unreasonable?"

Zhang Jun took out the only $300 from his pocket and gave it to the opponent, which was the rest of the bonuses given by coach Alford and West Germany after the UCAA championship.

The three bartenders nodded in satisfaction, turned back to the tavern, and closed the door vigorously.

"Hey, buddy, come here."

Aldridge saw the heavy object clearly. It turned out to be a man who was already drunk and looked like an Asian.

The other party has messy hair and a beard. If you don't look carefully, you won't know that he is a person.

Zhang Jun looked down at the other party who seemed to be conscious for a while. He took 200 dollars from Aldridge's pocket and stuffed it into the other party's hand.

"If you have hands and feet, clean yourself up and find a job you can do. If you don't want to, don't go to others to drink Bawang wine."

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"Don't think about getting something for nothing. If you want a luxurious life, you have to work hard. Don't embarrass Asians."

"By the way, let me give you a word. We will neither steal nor rob. We will not take things that do not belong to us."

"My mother said so."

Aldridge pointed to the $200 and reminded Zhang Jun, "That's my money."

Zhang Jun patted Aldridge on the shoulder and said: "Just treat it as a good person and a good deed. I will publicize your virtues when you return to the team."

Aldridge stood up and cursed: "Come on, fame is useless, remember to pay back the money."

The two left after talking and fighting. Halfway there, Zhang Jun suddenly heard a hoarse voice behind him.

"The bells, drums, and jade are not expensive, but I hope I won't wake up after being drunk."

"If you have money, you have a fart!"

Zhang Jun shook the clothes on his shoulders, and said in a low voice, "I can't tell that this guy is still a Chinese, um, a cultural person."

.........

After the summer league ended, Zhang Jun and Aldridge returned to the team to report.

General manager Steve Patterson was very satisfied with the performance of the two, and signaled that the two would work hard and prepare to win more games for the team in the regular season of the new season.

When it was Zhang Jun's turn, Steve Patterson said emphatically: "Our owner Paul Allen rarely pays attention to a rookie player. In fact, he rarely pays attention to everything about the team."

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"You have attracted his attention, keep working hard."

The general managers of other rookie teams are happy and happy about their own rookie, just like their own baby, waiting for him to grow up to become the most dazzling player on the NBA court, but Zhang Jun always feels that Shi Steve Patterson wasn't very fond of himself.

He couldn't help asking: "What does Mr. Steve Patterson think of me?"

Steve Patterson paused to glance at Zhang Jun, and then said: "If you can win the best rookie of the season, I will consider partnering you and Luo Yin as the team's twin stars, but now I only think ......?

You're a player who played well in the ncaa and summer league. "

"Of course, your performance so far is not bad, and I am quite satisfied, but I am more professional than the boss, and a few summer league games are not enough to change my perception of you."

Zhang Jun nodded. He roughly understood that Steve Patterson really didn't like him very much.

But Zhang Jun is not worried about these things. As a player, he only needs to play well, and he can't care about other things.

"I want a place where I can train, can the team provide it?"

Steve Patterson looked at Zhang Jun in surprise and said: "The team training camp should start in mid-September, and there are still two full months before that day. If you can't find For local training, the team training hall can be lent to you~www.novelbuddy.com~ I will also arrange a trainer to train with you."

Zhang Jun nodded in satisfaction, at least Steve Patterson wasn't too bad.

Aldridge hurriedly pulled Zhang Jun away, and whispered to Zhang Jun after he was far away: "Although we are all talented players, it is best not to fight against the management, let alone try to provoke them."

"This is the experience taught to me by some veterans. Don't fight against any of the team's management before you get a big contract."

"Because you haven't made a name for yourself in the NBA, they can arbitrarily decide your life, death, future, or even trade you and dnp you."

"They gave me an example. Kwame Brown, the No. 1 pick in 2001, averaged only 14 minutes per game as the No. 1 pick, and even started only 3 games throughout the season."

"Among the top 14 picks, he has the lowest minutes per game!"

Zhang Jun knew that Aldridge was reminding himself that although he was equally expensive as the No. 1 pick, don't think that the management will bow down to you like a little brother.

Such pictures only exist or in movies, the real world is not like this.

Zhang Jun...?

Sighing, he thought of Paul Pierce and Dwyane Wade, the souls of the team who were randomly traded by the team in the previous life. They are still meritorious players of their respective teams.

The more you feel that the management will not be so cruel, but often they are more cold-blooded than you think.

Zhang Jun nodded and said, "I see."

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