Chapter 30 Education
When Tang Sen and his team arrived in Washington, they did not enjoy the same treatment as in Chicago.

The Wizards sent Higgins, the assistant general manager, to the airport to pick them up.

Head coach Collins is busy commentating the playoffs and has no time.

General Manager Unseld did not come, and neither did Jordan, the actual person in charge of the team.

Of course, the big boss Paulin did not show up.

This made Tang Sen feel a little regretful.

I was still thinking about meeting Jordan.

If I were to choose an idol for myself, it would undoubtedly be Jordan, just like 90% of players.

When Jordan led the Bulls to dominate the league, Donson was a teenager who loved to dream. In those years, he wore the No. 23 Bulls jersey, imitated Jordan's moves, and his mind was full of thoughts about trying to become the next Jordan.

Not only did Tang Sen feel a little regretful about this gap, but Williams and the others also found it a little unbearable.

"The Wizards won't really not choose Brown, right?" Moore said worriedly.

Collins was busy commentating on the show and was also asked about how the Wizards chose the No. 1 pick.

He is quite tight-lipped, but one can still analyze some of his true thoughts from his few words.

For example, the Wizards don't like high school students very much.

The Wizards would like a more mature player, such as the athletic power forward Eddie Griffin, or the mature and stable small forward Sean Battier, who played four years in college.

Among them, Eddie Griffin has the greatest hope.

Because the Wizards still have to prepare for Jordan's comeback.

The media have analyzed that with Hamilton around, even if Jordan returns, he will most likely play as a small forward.

So for the Wizards, if they don't choose a high school student, the best choice is Griffin.

Williams advised like a good man: "Let's not lose our composure. Brown is in such good shape now, he should be able to impress the Wizards management."

There's nothing we can do about it, since the Wizards got the No. 1 pick.

In order for Brown to become the first high school student to be selected as the No. 1 pick in NBA history, he would have to find a way to get to the Wizards.

Connors' eyebrows were knitted together. He hadn't said a word since getting in the car. Now he started to have new ideas. He pulled Tang Sen and asked if there was any way to teach Brown the low-post steps within two days.

Brown's low-post offense was terrible. Now with the hook shot, it has improved a little, but it is still not good.

If I could learn the low-post footwork, it would be much better.

"Do you think I'm a genie who can fulfill your wishes at will?" Tang Sen complained speechlessly.

Do you want to listen to what you are saying.

It takes two days to learn the low-post footwork, and even a god will be of no use.

Brown was surprisingly calm. He turned around and said, "Don't worry too much. If I can become the top pick, that would be great. If not, I'm fine with it. I can accept it."

"As my teacher said, being the top scorer is just the starting point. What will ultimately determine my destination is my hard work."

Connors glared and said, there is a huge difference between the top scorer and the non-top scorer.

Apart from anything else, the salary is quite different.

"Brown, you can't have this idea. You must perform well in the tryout the day after tomorrow and try to impress the Wizards." Connors reminded.

He also winked at Tang Sen, indicating that he should persuade Brown.

Now Brown listens to Tang Sen the most.

"If our opponent is Chandler, then I think it's fine."

Tang Sen already knew that the Wizards had invited Chandler to try out together.

Tang Sen has studied Chandler's situation. His advantages and disadvantages are obvious.

He and Curry are two extremes.

He is too light and has poor confrontation ability. With Brown's current weight and confrontation ability, it should be easy to beat him.

"I think so."

Brown grinned.

……

Tang Sen and his friends did not regard Chandler as a competitor, but Chandler regarded Brown as his biggest rival.

This competition began when the two sides unexpectedly met in the underground parking lot of the Verizon Center.

Jeff Schwartz rented a luxury car.

He had already parked the car, but when he saw Tang Sen and his group arriving, he asked the driver to drive the car over and park it opposite Tang Sen and his group.

Then he got off the car first.

He was wearing pointed crocodile leather shoes and a well-fitting expensive suit, looking like a successful Wall Street man. He walked over arrogantly like a male peacock.

"Lian Connors."

He looked down at Connors.

Connors cursed in his heart.

This guy is actually a head taller than me, and his aura is three points weaker than mine.

"Jeff Schwartz."

Connors also followed Schwartz's example, addressed the other party, and then extended his hand to shake hands.

Who knew that Schwartz didn't even reach out.

In an instant, Connors' face felt like it had been slapped twice, and it was burning with pain.

"Huh." Schwartz not only didn't shake hands, but his eyes passed Connors and looked at Tang Sen who was following behind: "This is the trainer from China, right?"

“Oh, China!”

He sneered, not trying to hide his contempt.

Tang Sen frowned instantly.

Tang Sen didn't know Schwartz, nor did he know how capable he was.

But at this moment, Tang Sen at least confirmed one thing, that is, this guy's ability to deserve a beating is extraordinary.

"Really? I don't know what you're thinking. At least have some basic judgment and vision. For such a crucial draft, at least pick a better trainer!"

"Oh, I see. You're broke, huh? That's why you can only afford a low-class trainer like this who beats up students."

Schwartz continues to output.

Connors became famous directly, who is he calling poor?

I am a little stingy, but I am not poor!

Tang Sen is an adult after all, and he can keep his composure.

But Brown can't.

When he heard Schwartz mocking Tang Sen, whom he respected the most, he immediately went berserk, threw away his backpack and rushed forward.

Tang Sen and Tabari hurriedly grabbed him.

Not only was Schwartz not afraid, he sneered, "As expected, guys from the slums are just barbaric and uneducated."

"And with such an impulsive personality, if I were the general manager of the team, who would dare to choose you?"

Brown was completely furious, and Tang Sen and others could hardly hold him back.

"Calm down, think about what I told you, and ignore those verbal taunts. They are just not as strong as you, so they choose to attack you with words."

Tang Sen hugged Brown tightly and spoke to comfort him.

If a fight breaks out, the consequences will be very bad.

Brown clenched his fists and his eyes turned red.

But I finally calmed down a bit.

Chandler also got out of the car, accompanied by someone.

Chip Schaeffer.

Schwartz actually invited someone.

"Ryan, let's go." Williams went to greet Connors who was also about to go crazy.

Connors cursed inwardly and turned to leave.

He endured it and planned to wait until the tryout was over and Brown beat Chandler before seeing how Schwartz would react.

But at this time, Tang Sen suddenly walked up.

"Jeff Schwartz."

Connors is shorter, and Tangsen is just the right height to be able to look Schwartz at eye level.

Schwartz raised his eyebrows and gestured to continue, "I'm listening."

Tang Sen said: "Yes, Brown came from the slums, but I think many great NBA players came from the slums."

"Even your players are the same."

Is Tyson Chandler's family okay?

Besides Grant Hill, there are a few other players in the league who come from wealthy families.

Like Brown, Chandler also comes from a single-parent family. His father doesn't care about them at all. He grew up on a farm, which is not much different from the slums.

Schwartz frowned slightly.

Tang Sen continued, "People cannot choose their birth, but they can determine their own destiny. I think Chandler and Mr. Shaffer must have said the same thing."

Chandler and the other man were both stunned when they were suddenly called out by Tang Sen.

Chip Shafer didn't know what was going on, so he just nodded subconsciously.

There's nothing wrong with that.

Seeing Shaffer nod, Chandler nodded too.

This is simply a true saying.

Schwartz's face suddenly became extremely ugly.

Connors behind him almost couldn't help but cheer loudly.

This is a beautiful response.

"As for your insults to us..."

As Tang Sen said this, he suddenly punched Schwartz in the face.

He is uneducated, right? He beat up students, right? He is a despicable person, right?

Now that I have said that, I must let you see it for yourself.

Brown couldn't do anything, but Tang Sen didn't have any psychological burden.

Just because he talked about his motherland, Tang Sen had to punch him.

Sorry, I’m very sorry, I’m a little late. I will definitely update more when it’s back on the shelves.

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(End of this chapter)

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