Basketball trainer, I created a super giant

Chapter 53: Worst Case, I Won’t Play for the Wizards
Grover rushed over immediately.

"Go away!"

Jordan was like a wounded lion. He pushed Grover away and stood up on his own.

His eyes were already red, and he pointed at Tang Sen and shouted, "Come on, let's continue!"

He dragged his right leg, which was barely able to stand, to pick up the ball.

Damn it, I can beat you to pieces with just one leg!
"Michael, that's enough!"

Grover yelled and stepped forward to support Jordan.

Jordan pushed him, his heart filled with anger. An unknown person actually beat him. What a shame and humiliation!
Grover held him tightly, not letting go, and looked at him without any fear.

Jordan glared back at him, his emotions on the verge of exploding.

At this moment, a man appeared at the entrance of the training hall, panting.

It's Kevin Johnson.

He ran out of breath.

"Well...what...I'm here, let's...get started." He leaned on his knees. He was almost fifty years old, and he was torturing himself like this. Damn...

As he spoke, he looked up, took in the situation, and was stunned.

what's the situation?
Brown stood on the sidelines, while Townsend and Jordan were on the court.

Grover hugged Jordan tightly, and then the two of them... looked at each other lovingly?
Johnson was confused for a moment.

"Michael, listen to me and let's go." Grover said in a deep voice.

Johnson's appearance unexpectedly broke the tense atmosphere.

Jordan's face was sullen and he said nothing.

But Grover knew he had been persuaded.

"let's go."

He supported Jordan and walked off the court.

He took two steps, then stopped and looked at Tang Sen, whispering, "Tang, please don't tell anyone about this."

If the media finds out, it will cause a lot of trouble.

A 38-year-old man lost to an unknown trainer and fell from the altar. How can Jordan make a comeback?

Tang Sen nodded slightly, not interested in exposing Jordan's negative information.

"Thank you."

Grover said thank you and looked at Tang Sen deeply.

Tang Sen.

He remembered the name.

Jordan's face darkened, his shoulders shook, he shook off Grover, and then limped off the court.

At the entrance, Johnson's face was gradually filled with fear.

Is Jordan... injured?
His brain was buzzing.

After walking out of the court, Jordan stopped again, turned around and pointed at Tang Sen and said, "Boy, wait for me."

Tang Sen retorted: "Okay, I'll wait."

Now that you have done it, there is no reason to regret it.

If not for others, then for himself, Tang Sen did not regret what he had done just now.

Jordan said nothing more, turning and walking into the entryway.

Grover quickly grabbed his clothes and backpack and quickly followed.

When passing by Johnson, he did not forget to seriously remind him to just pretend that he had not been there today.

Johnson nodded blankly, with only one thought in his mind: something must have happened before.

And it was between Jordan and Tang Sen.

Maybe Donson had a fight with Jordan?
He couldn't help but look at Tang Sen.

This guy is so brave, he's Jordan.

While being shocked, Johnson couldn't help but want to complain in his heart.

What do you mean pretend I wasn't here today?
Then why didn’t you call me before? You asked me to come here like a death warrant, and now you do this again.

He thought about it, turned around and followed.

Only Tang Sen and his partner were left in the training hall.

Brown then rushed forward.

"Sir, you...you are so awesome!" Brown jumped up and down excitedly, looking at Tang Sen with admiration in his eyes.

He gestured the action that Tang Sen had just taken when he dribbled past Jordan and shot.

That's so cool, that's Michael Jordan.

"What's so great about that?"

Tang Sen waved his hand.

This victory was actually due to a certain amount of luck. In fact, when preparing for the duel, Tang Sen had already prepared himself mentally for the possibility of losing.

But the same thing goes, I can lose, but I can only lose on the court.

Instead of being looked down upon by others, and then walking away in shame and pretending to be dead.

Of course, it was definitely a bit impulsive.

But it was just like the punch he had given Schwartz before.

Some things are your bottom line.

Brown doesn't care. In his mind, Tang Sen is the best now.

After the excitement, he looked at the entrance passage and couldn't help but said guiltily: "Sir, Jordan will be okay."

Injuring Jordan was a huge deal to him.

"It should be fine."

Tang Sen thought for a moment and said.

After the first goal, Tang Sen noticed that there was a problem with Jordan's right leg and deliberately attacked this leg.

But unexpectedly, Jordan was so fragile that he injured himself during a full-strength pass.

It’s normal to think about it.

It's been a while since he last trained.

I got up very early today and ran here at five o'clock. I hadn't done a proper warm-up yet. In addition, my knee was not in good condition to begin with, and I kept using my right leg to exert force. It's not surprising that I got injured.

Seeing that Brown was still looking excited, Tang Sen sighed and said, "Brown, I should say sorry to you first."

It was a relief to beat Jordan, but he is still the president of the Wizards after all, and this incident may affect Brown.

Although they had little contact, Tang Sen really felt that Jordan was not very mean.

Brown was stunned for a moment and quickly shook his head: "Sir, why do you need to say sorry? You don't need to."

He waved his hands hastily, hesitated, and said, "I know you're standing up for me. I actually think he's targeting me on purpose, and I'm unhappy about it, but I don't dare to do anything."

Brown was not unaware of Jordan's dislike for him.

As soon as he came today, he ordered me to practice with him and pick up the ball. It was obvious that he was targeting me.

Brown still feels aggrieved.

I didn't do anything wrong, nor did I provoke Jordan, and I never said a bad word about him.

Then why do you treat yourself like this?

So when Townsend stood up and beat Jordan, Brown felt most relieved.

"Do you really think so? Even if because of this incident, or because of me, Jordan targets you, scolds you, puts you on the bench, and doesn't give you a chance to play in the Wizards in the future?" Tang Sen asked.

Brown nodded vigorously without hesitation.

"He was targeting me anyway." Brown muttered again.

Without this move by Tang Sen, would Jordan have let him go?
Brown felt that Jordan would only get worse.

That’s how it is back home.

The weaker you are, the more the other party will bully you.

Brown then added, "Sir, don't worry. I'll be with you no matter what happens. And I've already signed my contract. The worst that can happen is I won't play for the Wizards anymore. The money's enough for me anyway."

More than 10 million.

Brown is young and not that ambitious. Compared to before when he didn't even have $20 in his pocket, he feels that even one million would be enough, let alone ten million.

Enough to provide a good life for myself and my family.

Tang Sen sighed, this silly boy is quite loyal.

Patting Brown on the arm, Tang Sen said, "That's right. Anyway, you signed the contract. It's a good thing you signed the contract."

Once the contract is signed, there is sufficient protection.

As for Brown's statement that the worst that could happen is that he wouldn't play for the Wizards, I'm afraid it wasn't just a rant.

Brown is young and naive, but Townsend is not stupid.

Jordan clearly hated and despised Brown, thinking that Brown had ruined his team's revival plan, but after signing the contract yesterday, he still smiled and pulled Brown aside, bragging that Brown was the best, saying that he had no regrets about choosing him, and that he would focus on training him and train with him.

This is flattery!
Tang Sen knew without hesitation that Jordan had definitely not given up the idea of ​​trading Brown.

Before, Tang Sen knew that doing so would affect Brown, but he still did it, which means he had considered the interests involved clearly.

There is a high probability that he will be traded, so why should he endure this?

"Okay, enough talking, training."

What happened has passed, there is no point in thinking about it anymore.

It just so happens that Jordan is injured and will not appear again for a while, which will affect Brown's training.

During the duel just now, Tang Sen actually had this idea.

Injure Jordan and let him recover from his injury so that he won’t come back to bother others.

(End of this chapter)