pinnacle swinger

Chapter 132 New Friends

In the training hall of Boston's North Shore Garden, 76ers players are training for the game.

On the big stage of the playoffs, the upset is the most eye-catching. The No. [-] and No. [-] seeds in the Western Conference are on the ground. Naturally, people have forgotten the unremarkable red-green battle.

"Quick, faster."

Collins clapped his hands, Tang Wenlong dribbled the ball forward quickly, took three big steps from the three-point line, gliding in the air for a certain distance, and then picked the basket successfully.

Afterwards, the rest of the dribblers also followed Tang Wenlong for a layup, but compared with Tang Wenlong, the speed was obviously much slower.

On the side field on the other side, the trainer specially invited by Philadelphia held an anti-shock bag in his hand, and withstood Dalembert's post-up singles under the basket again and again. "Put a little more force and keep your feet steady!"

This is a closed training, not only the Philadelphia 76ers and the Celtics are in the North Shore Garden, but they are in another training hall, and the two teams cannot meet each other.

After Tang Wenlong did a few rounds of dribbling and running, he began to practice jump shots. This is his daily practice, and he made at least a thousand mid-range and long-range shots.

"Don seems to be getting more accurate!"

Assistant coach Bob is Collins' right-hand man. He is mainly responsible for the personal growth plan of the team players, and has a particularly in-depth analysis of each stage of Tang Wenlong.

"Oh? How do you say it?" Collins was a little puzzled, why didn't he see it.

"Since the All-Star Game, Tang Wenlong's overall shooting percentage has not improved, but the proportion of his mid-range and long-range shots has increased by 7 percentage points. At the same time, his foul rate is almost the same as before the All-Star Game, so What we saw was his skyrocketing scoring data after the All-Star Game, with an average of nearly 27 points per game during the entire March and April." Bob pushed his glasses and analyzed with reason.

"The Celtics are now desperately double-teaming Tang Wenlong. As soon as he holds the ball, someone will come to help defend him." Collins expressed his distress. In fact, if Tang Wenlong is a player who has been in the league for three years, it is estimated that he will use Don't worry about him, because superstars will definitely handle things like double-teaming themselves.

"Don's passing is very good. He used to play point guard in college." Bob gave his opinion, "In fact, most NBA stars will still distribute the ball when they are double-teamed. Players are shooting with a high percentage against nobody defending them."

Bob shrugged his shoulders and said, "Maybe in the first game, everyone was a little nervous. If the Celtics still double-team like this in the next game and we hit some shots, they might not dare to do it."

"That makes sense." Collins nodded, "Teaming, splitting, and open shots, it seems that we need to play more pick-and-rolls between Tang Wenlong and Iguodala."

The two were discussing, and Tang Wenlong on the field gradually entered a good shooting situation, making consecutive shots from all angles, and the speed of his shots was very fast.

"Shh!"

"Shh!"

"Shh!"

The crisp sound of the basketball spinning through the net reverberates in the training hall, chorusing with everyone, the sound of heavy breathing after practice, and the voice of communication weaves into the most moving melody.

Manhattan, New York, Columbia University campus.

Fang Chuxiaxin met Yang Anqi, a classmate who is also an economics major. Yang Anqi is a Chinese-American, her parents are Taiwanese, and she immigrated to the United States when she was very young.

The two of them have similar skin color and appearance. They got to know each other not long after school started. They are very close and good friends, and they often study together in class.

Today was Saturday, and there were no classes in the evening, so An Qi knocked on the door of Fang Chuxia's room.

"Chu Xia, Chu Xia, do you want to go to the library to read?"

Her Chinese is not standard, but she still insists on communicating with her compatriots in Chinese.

Fang Chuxia's voice came from inside the door, "Wait a minute, An Qi, I'll open the door right away."

After a while, Fang Chuxia opened the door of the dormitory, her hair was wet and smelled of fresh perfume, and when she saw An Qi, she smiled sweetly.

"An Qi, you're here."

Yang Anqi also laughed, showing two small canine teeth, and walked in very familiarly.

"Have your roommates gone out to play again? Their lives are really rich." Yang Anqi knew what was going on when she saw that there was no one in the dormitory.

"Well, yes, Seri and the others have a date, and they went out early in the morning."

"Hey, you must have sex with your boyfriend again." An Qi chuckled, wrinkling her nose, with the expression that I can tell what your roommate is doing at a guess.

Fang Chuxia blushed slightly, and said coquettishly, "Don't talk nonsense."

An Qi snorted, "I'm not talking nonsense, it's what it is!"

At this time, she had already walked in front of Fang Chuxia's desk. Fang Chuxia's computer was still on, and the ESPN host's live broadcast sounded on half of the screen, and the camera immediately switched to Boston's North Shore Garden.

"Whoa, NBA!"

Yang Anqi sat down on Fang Chuxia's chair as if she had discovered a new continent, and moved the mouse back and forth with her hand.

"In early summer, do you still like to watch the NBA? The playoffs between the Celtics and the 76ers looked very intense."

"Ah." Fang Chuxia was stunned, and smiled, "Yes, of course I like watching NBA games. This is the second game between the Celtics and the 76ers. It's very exciting."

Yang Anqi was a little surprised, but also a little unbelievable, "I always thought you were a domineering girl, but I didn't expect you to still like to watch sports, or fight against such a fierce basketball game. Wow, it's unbelievable."

Fang Chuxia didn't know what to say, should she tell An Qi herself that she likes to watch NBA purely because her boyfriend is an NBA player?
"Philadelphia 76ers, hey, there is an Asian player!"

At this time, Angie, who was staring at the screen, discovered something magical. She blinked her eyes wide, feeling that it did not match the profile of the black movement in her impression!

"Who is this? Is this Chinese?" On the screen, Tang Wenlong hit a three-pointer with a jumper. The 76ers led the Celtics by 45 points 38 to 7. There were 4 minutes and 22 seconds left in the second quarter.

Fang Chuxia rolled her eyes and said helplessly, "Yes, he is Chinese, An Qi, don't you know him?"

Yang Anqi chuckled, "But I only know Yao Ming. Who is he? He looks very good. He has scored two goals in a row."

"His name is Tang Wenlong. He is a member of the Philadelphia 76ers. He is quite good." Fang Chuxia gave a concise introduction, and said the last sentence.

"Hey, the timeout is over. Okay, let's go, Chu Xia, and go to read." An Qi saw that the game had entered the timeout, so she got up and stood up.

But Fang Chuxia shook her head, "An Qi, I still want to finish watching the game, I won't go to the library today."

Yang Anqi was very puzzled, "Chu Xia, you actually like watching basketball games so much? God, I think this is crazy, we are studying economics but this is your personal hobby, I respect you, very good! Tsk tsk, with With your body, it's easy to be an NBA cheerleader."

Fang Chuxia covered her face, An Qi was very extroverted, and spoke too straightforwardly
(End of this chapter)