Chuck Daly, with his white beard, couldn't help but smile.

Why not participate in the draft?

Not for a group of teammates and brothers.

"Zhang Jun is the same as you, he values ​​brotherhood too much."

"It's hard to say whether this is a good thing or a bad thing, but such a character will inevitably suffer a lot in the professional field."

"Because the NBA is a business, players are the bargaining chips that teams can buy and sell."

"Even the guy who is revered as the **** of basketball by you little guys, it was difficult to influence the team's decision back then. He couldn't do anything except force him to retire."

"Zhang Jun, I'm afraid his future path will be the same."

The lonely Westbrook was naturally very angry when he heard this.

"Why can't our destiny be in our own hands?!"

"Also, we are not commodities, we are real people, don't try to trade us around."

"Tell you Daly, if I hold 47 million US dollars in the future, no one will be able to trade me, I said it!"

Chuck Daly picked up the crutch beside him and waved it towards Westbrook.

"You stinky boy didn't learn well, just like that **** Zhang Jun barking all day long."

"I said, please call me Chuck!"

Westbrook escaped cleverly, not forgetting to shout.

"Good Daly!"

"I'll come over to watch the NCAA finals with you the day after tomorrow, and I did what Brother Jun asked me to take care of you. Remember to say good things for me when he comes back from the game."

"I want to learn from his breakthrough."

Seeing Westbrook's disappearing figure, Chuck Daly couldn't help smiling, and then coughed lightly.

In the past few years, Zhang Jun has taken care of him a lot, and his mood has improved a lot.

The doctor told him that there is no other better way for his current situation than to change his mentality and live a more optimistic life.

At least medical means are useless.

Originally, Chuck Daly planned to spend the rest of his time in the place where he grew up as a child, because seeing Zhang Jun, he always wanted to continue to live hard.

Chuck Daly switched the TV channel to watch another game in the NCAA semifinals.

The University of Florida defeated its opponent 72:60 and successfully entered the NCAA Finals.

On the court, Corey Brewer, Taurean Green, Walter Hodge, Al Horford, Joakim Noah, Al Thornton, Marreese Speights, Chris Richard Germany and other players roared wildly.

They yelled at the TV camera: Finals, we are back again! , Waiting for your two-game losing streak!

Chuck Daly immediately turned off the TV, lay down on the chair, raised his head, and yelled after a while.

"Hello, Zhang Jun."

.........

The hotel where you stayed.

The interval between the semifinals and the finals was very short, and Alford did not arrange team training.

Now that the NCAA is in progress, there is absolutely no need for any team training. The players just need to have a good rest and not go out to mess around.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Alford knocked on the door.

Zhang Jun is doing physical training in the room.

"It's this time, are you still training?" Alford couldn't help but said in surprise.

Zhang Jun nodded, stood up and said, "In the morning, I went to the training ground with Love and Mbah a Moute to practice shooting. There is a saying that it is too late to grind your guns in battle."

Alford patted Zhang Jun's shoulder with relief, and talked about the purpose of his trip.

"I heard your interview after the game last night, you haven't decided to enter the NBA draft yet?"

Zhang Jun nodded sincerely and said: "To be honest, the reason why I entered college was just to have a springboard to enter the NBA. I never thought about staying here for a long time."

"However, this year's experience has taught me a lot. Mbah a Moute who is a prostitute, Love who has successfully lost weight, and captain Aaron Afflalo who has no regrets for the team... .”

"There is something else in the team and I feel like I can give everything for the team like Aaron Afflalo, even for four years."

Alford stared at Zhang Jun for a long time, and finally let out a long laugh.

"In a person's life, there are many precious moments worth cherishing. When you have these moments, it is always difficult to let go, and you want to continue to cherish them."

"However, there is still a long way to go, and you will encounter more and more precious time."

"Zhang Jun, the NCAA has nothing to teach you. You should go. The NBA is your stage."

Zhang Jun frowned and looked at Coach Alford very puzzled.

Logically speaking, to maintain a strong team, Alford should be eager to keep him. Why should he firmly let him go to the NBA at this time?

"Do you know why the strength drops every year?" Alford asked suddenly.

Zhang Jun speculated: "Because every year you let the team's players who can enter the NBA participate in the draft?"

Alford nodded in acknowledgment.

"You're smart, you do have that tradition, and it's our team's culture."

"Players are willing to sacrifice their chances of being in the NBA for the team, even giving up a lot of money."

"I am also willing to give up my team's strength for the players!"

"We are different from the University of Florida in this regard. We will definitely not keep players in the university for two consecutive championships."

Zhang Jun did not expect such a tradition to exist, let alone that Alford would be willing to accept the team's decline in strength every year for the sake of the players.

Alford continued: "So, tomorrow night is the last game of your college career~www.wuxiax.com~ Zhang Jun, this is your last NCAA dance, show your full strength and don't leave any regrets. "

.........

April 3rd.

NCAA Finals.

As the host, Fliggy Barkley stepped onto the court to give a speech for the game.

"In the NCAA Finals 30 years ago, Michigan State University faced Indiana State University, and Magic Johnson faced his lifelong enemy Larry Bird."

"After 30 years, two NBA legends will kick off this game tonight. The valley of the duel will continue to be passed down. Let us wish these two teams good luck."

Magic Johnson and Larry Bird, two men who once staged the Magic Birds, held the game ball at the same time and shook hands with a smile. Of course, the two did not forget to exchange a few words.

"Los Angeles has a good rookie, do the Lakers have any ideas about taking him?"

"Oh, his strengths and weaknesses are too obvious. We don't think he can play in the future, so the Lakers don't plan to use him."

"That would be great, our Pacers want him."

Magic Johnson can only keep smiling facing the camera, but he has already shouted a few words of MMP in his heart. The one who annoys him the most when it comes to quarreling is Larry Bird.

"This is a TV station, here is the live sports broadcast."

"Welcome to the viewers and friends in front of the TV to watch this NCAA finals game against the University of Florida."

"Director Zhang, what do you think of these two teams?" Yu Jia got up early in the morning and yawned, still angry for getting up.

.........

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