I’m a Big Boss in the NBA

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At noon the next day, the Lakers returned to Los Angeles.

As soon as he got off the plane, Xu Xuan took the bag and followed the team bus, leaving the other Lakers players in the same place.

"This, this, where is he going?" Ci Shiping touched his big head and looked puzzled: "Why did he follow the team's car? What's the situation?"

"Did you study the video? Does Xu Xuan want to find the Warriors' weaknesses and target them?"

"No, I seem to have seen Coach Frank go back to rest. I saw him just telling the coaching staff to meet at five o'clock."

"Then what's Xu Xuan doing?"

"Isn't it... to train?!"

Go for training

Trained

Practice it

Of

Bar

...

hiss!

Thinking of this, everyone's mind seemed to be hammered with a sledgehammer.

They took a deep breath, and they were all silent...Speaking of which, it is really possible. Xu Xuan, the hanging man, cannot be measured by common sense. He just finished his back-to-back away game and scored 44 points and lost the game. Now...it can be said to be exhausted physically and mentally. Most people, uh, that is, they just want to go back to sleep and eat well. Frank has already notified and will gather for training tomorrow morning.

And Xu Xuan...

This hanger is going to train now?

"No? I'm going to train now? Isn't he tired? Or do you think he is an iron fighter?" Russell looked strange.

Ingram next to him looked at him contemptuously with sunglasses: "No? Why not! You are all laymen, all mediocre people. You are all comparing yourself to Xu Xuan. Are you better than you?"

Ingram's heart was hot now.

Xu Xuan is too strong and perfect!

Ingram now regards Xu Xuan as his "life mentor" and "spiritual direction".

The more powerful Xu Xuan was, the more excited he became...because the thought that he could become a person like Xu Xuan in the future...I couldn't help but not be excited.

...

In the arena, as they thought, Xu Xuan got off the plane and went straight here, not for anything else but for training.

30,000 three-point exercises are pressing on the top of his head, so that he dare not relax a little bit now.

Once, twice, three times, four times...

Ten times, twenty times, thirty times, forty times...

Three-point training is a very tedious thing, and the three staff members who were called by Xu Xuan to help now also look weird.

Why did this suddenly start to practice three points?

Still so fanatical?

Was it hit after losing to the Warriors...

Xu Xuan is not like a person with such a weak mentality...

After practicing for three-pointers for almost an hour, Xu Xuan’s arms are really sore...No way, the human body has its limits. I only played a difficult game yesterday, and I haven’t rested well today. Haven't responded yet.

But the results of this hour were not bad, Xu Xuan looked at the attribute panel.

After the previous game, there were 1,000 three-point shots (121,000) and 600 assists (9,600), and now there are more than 30,000 three-point training (14930000).

This is not slow!

There are 149 three-pointers in an hour, with someone picking up the ball, but if Xu Xuan is physically intact, it is estimated that he can shoot a little more, about 160 in an hour.

This efficiency has been very high compared to the same period last year... After all, Xu Xuan is not someone. It is said that someone shoots the basket for seven hours a day, and he has to shoot 8,000 times. Let’s calculate it here. At this time, this amount is probably not eating or drinking. , A shot will come in more than 3 seconds, there can be no pauses in the middle, and no extra moves.

Just catch the ball and throw it.

But this...you have to consider whether your physical fitness and arm can support it, right?

Are you really an iron man?

If you don’t believe it, take the ball to practice yourself, shoot one-hour three-pointers, self-throw and grab, you can count as good as 80!

And after the cast is over, this mechanized action is most likely to cause the arm to become stiff and soft...It's not made of iron, how can it be cast for 7 hours?

Shaking his arm, he gave one hundred US dollars to each of the three staff members who came to help...Now it's not time to go to work, people are here to help, Xu Xuan is not stingy.

After practicing these three-pointers, Xu Xuan really doesn't want to move. There will be a game to play tomorrow. The practice is too hard. What about the game tomorrow?

The amount of training is also necessary. Today, this is considered an overload of overtime.

...

After a good night's rest, Xu Xuan got up from bed at five o'clock the next morning and started a regular morning jog.

The task is very important, but these basic trainings cannot be left alone.

These basic trainings are also very important.

After the morning run, Xu Xuan went to the training hall as the first one to practice alone for a while, and Frank arrived.

Frank nodded to Xu Xuan. He already knew that Xu Xuan came to the arena to train alone yesterday.

"how about it?"

"It's okay, I slept very comfortably last night" Xu Xuan nodded.

Generally, the more tired, the more comfortable it is to sleep. Those who suffer from insomnia are not tired during the day...

"By the way, do you have any suggestions for this game? Do we play the regular game first, or do we start with a three-guard lineup?"

The last three-guard lineup actually worked well, but the opposite shot was too accurate, and the Lakers finally lost.

"You decide the coach, you can use it if you feel good." Xu Xuan nodded, the three-back lineup has a lot of benefits, and the risk is not small.

Frank bet that the Warriors could not feel the same in this game as the day before yesterday, and the Lakers could create an advantage by scoring.

"What I am more worried about now is whether there is any problem with the mental state of the players? We have won so many games, and this sudden defeat, I am afraid they will be hit." Frank is not hesitating, seeing Xu Xuan didn't object, so he made arrangements with the little Wharton next to him, and then whispered to Xu Xuan.

"It should be pretty good. I think they were in their state yesterday. It doesn't look like they have been hit. Besides, they have won 15 games in a row. If they continue to win, they will start to swell. This will clear their minds." Xu Xuan When I didn't see that everyone on the Lakers was hit, they all had a good mentality.

"That's fine. In this regard, you can help me stare. If there is a mess, I will communicate with him." Frank is still more careful. It is also his style as a head coach. He cares about the team. The team is the first in his mind. Bit.

The training intensity in the morning is not too great, it is mainly based on basic training, supplemented by special training.

After Xu Xuan participated in the basic training, he began to practice three-pointers silently.

"Xu, you practiced for an additional hour yesterday and came again today. How can you drop it? Do you still want to carry forward your record of 17 three-pointers in a single game?" Ci Shiping came over and said sourly.

"..."

Xu Xuan glanced at him, "Nothing to do? Nothing to do to pick up the ball for me."

Ci Shiping was taken aback for a moment, and then curled his lips. This kid has treated him as a caddy... But although he complained in his heart, Ci Shiping honestly walked to the basket and stood to help Xu Xuan pick up the ball. .

If at the beginning, even with Kobe, Ci Shiping would not be so obedient, but after he was "suppressed" by Xu Xuan after being drunk, he was really convinced by Xu Xuan. Orally...the body also takes it...

At this time, the reporters who were allowed to enter the venue were also staring at them with big eyes and a strange look.

"I wipe! That is Artest? The one who picked up the ball is Artest?"

"What the hell? Artest picks up the ball for Xu Xuan? Is this Xu Xuan floating, or Artest can't move the knife?"

"This is really shocking to the Lord, Artest will actually pick up the ball for someone, Grandpa Qingjie."

"Ugly people make trouble, what's the matter, Artest can't pick up the ball for Xu Xuan?"

"Don't mind! Who is Artest? You are afraid that you have only been a reporter these two years? Artest was a man who was hammered by God and picked the ball? Who would dare him to pick the ball? Smashed to death?"

"Ghost! What kind of treatment is Xu Xuan? Artai picks up the ball himself..."

"Ahhhhh? By the way, don't you see the point? How accurate is Xu Xuan's three-pointer today!"

"...Which day is he forbidden?"

The reporters talked a lot, just like discovering the new world, the gossip fire in their hearts could no longer be suppressed.

After all, Artest knows everyone. It is said that he only served Kobe in his life, but now, it seems that there is one more...

This next news headline has... "Good luck! The big guy who used to beat up fans in the past is now reduced to a ball boy? 》

"Is it the distortion of human nature or the loss of morality?" ——Artest has decided to retire, the next caddy? ! 》

"On Xu Xuan's combat effectiveness-how much Xu Xuan's combat effectiveness can be visually estimated to allow a peerless murderer to pick himself up?" ! 》

...

They have already planned to wait for the news headline in their hearts...As for what they are here for... they have long been forgotten to one side...

Is this news not fragrant?

...

On November 25th, at 7 pm, the Lakers played against the Golden State Warriors at the Staples Arena at home.

An hour before the start of the game, Frank announced the starting list in the locker room, and Ingram entered the starting lineup for this game.

Then Frank called Ingram out into the hallway and chatted with him.

"Brother Ying, do you have any thoughts on your position on the court? Or, like KD or like Matt?" He asked.

Ingram was not surprised to hear Frank ask him this.

Xu Xuan talked to him about this before and also told him about it. Recently, the coach may want to talk to him once.

In American culture, Frank asking him this does not mean that there are other meanings, it may be a simple normal communication with the players.

"Mr. Coach, my previous idea was to be a good player like KD, but now my mind has changed. I want to be a player like Xu."

"Xu?"

Ingram groaned and smiled: "I wanted to be a KD before because I felt like him, and I felt very talented, but now I find that talent is important, but talent is not that important. Work hard. More important! And whoever said it well for the future. I believe that KD is not my limit template."

He didn't say very specific or exaggerated. This is no better than facing the media. You can't exaggerate or speak big words, but this sentence is still full of strong confidence.

Frank clearly felt Ingram's confidence and nodded: "I will give you 30 minutes of playing time in this game. I need you to ensure the safety of the wing and part of the offensive firepower."

"That's great!"

Ingram was very excited. Thirty minutes, that was normal starting time.

In the past, although he also started the game, he never played 30 minutes, usually half-way with Barnes.

"But you have to pay attention. When you have the opportunity, don't rush to attack, don't force the attack. Your current offensive method is too monotonous, and it has a lot of limitations. In addition, after a few games, your characteristics have been exposed. If you forcibly attack, you will be targeted defense." Frank said solemnly.

There is one more thing not to say, that is, his physical confrontation is too poor and his strength is not enough, but Ingram himself knows this point.

"Of course, I understand this." Nodding, Ingram obediently said.

At the end of the conversation, Ingram returned to the locker room. Just after sitting down, Ci Shiping came over and sat beside him.

"Hey, rookie, tell me, what did Frank whisper to you?"

"Hey, he said he wants to hold me the boss." Ingram smiled triumphantly.

"Bang!!" Artest put him down instantly.

"Damn~www.wuxiaspot.com~ You want to be my boss?" Artest said angrily.

"..."

The downturned Ingram wanted to cry without tears...I'm just kidding, you put me down?

Can you give me some face!

Can you give me some face!

The two are fighting here, and the other team members are watching the play.

Xu Xuan nodded on the other side. The role of Ci Shiping on the court is actually not great anymore. He said that defense...that was before. Now his defense has improved with age and injured. Illness, that's it, but his role in the locker room is not small, and it can help young players relieve the stressful mind.

But to say that Ingram is the boss, Xu Xuan thinks he still has some way to go. Ingram is a bit like Marbury before. It is domineering, too low-key, and too serious to become a qualified boss. And the leadership ability is limited, his teammates refused to accept him.

However, following Xu Xuan to learn more, there is still a great chance of becoming the boss in the future, it depends on whether he can grasp it.

"Play well, I will pass you more in this game, but the task of defending KD is still left to you, is there any problem?" Xu Xuan patted Ingram on the shoulder.

"No problem!" Ingram chuckled.

It was definitely torment to let him defend KD before, but now it’s no big deal, I can’t prevent you now, I’m blown up by you, normal!

You are so much older than me, it would be strange if you were not as good as me!

I have been with Xu Xuan for a long time. After seeing how Xu Xuan competes and how he trains in private, Ingram said he is not afraid of anyone now!

My goal, my template, is Xu Xuan now, not your KD, I will be a better person than you in the future, you hit me now, I will definitely hit you in the future!