ALL NOVEL bull
Chapter 55 Reasonable and Convincing
Chapter 55 Reasonable and Convincing
"Bye, I'm sorry, you have been traded, we have to trade you in order to get Jerry Stackhouse." Jerry Krause looked hypocritical.
"You go, brother, women in Philadelphia are more unrestrained than Chicago, you can live well there." Rodman said sadly.
Bai Jidong burst into tears and looked at Hoth, only to see her fall into Stackhouse's arms: "Bye, we're done! Stackhouse is more manly than you."
Bai Jidong woke up, fortunately he woke up, otherwise he would definitely commit suicide by jumping off the building in that horrible almost real dream.
Heart pounding, that feeling of despair, that suffocating feeling of losing everything.
If the things in the dream really happened, Bai Jidong dare not imagine what he would become.
I looked at the time, it was only 4:00 in the morning.
There are still 2 hours of sleep time, but I can't fall asleep anyway.
Jordan rubbed his eyes. Since he could remember, he felt very little, but today he was rarely sleepy. His body, which was used to training at this point, urged him to leave the mattress and go to the Berto Center for training.
Jordan admired the morning view of Chicago, the morning light of the city of giant shoulders is always very quiet.
Where the sun rises, the scorching sun has risen and illuminated the earth.
"Morning, Sam." Jordan greeted the security guard.
Sam laughed out loud: "Michael, you are the second to arrive today." "Who is the first?" Jordan's sense of competition is so strong that he has to compete even for this kind of thing.
Sam replied casually: "Bye."
Hearing this, Jordan felt no sleepiness at all, and he quickened his pace towards the gymnasium in the Berto Center.
Sure enough, there was the sound of hitting the ball, Jordan approached, and a young man under a certain basket was sweating profusely and shooting.
There were more than a dozen balls on the ground, and the man picked up the balls and shot them regardless of their position or distance.
His posture is very beautiful, like Jordan, and he has some personal style. His shots are soft and fluctuating, but he can't make shots.
"Yo, not bad, I think you're ready to be punished by me." Once Jordan greets someone, it's usually trash talking and ready to fire.
Seeing Jordan, Bai Jidong grabbed the ball and walked towards him, "Michael, teach me to attack in the low post."
After all, throw the ball to Jordan.
Jordan caught the ball and sneered, "At 18, you want to play like a 33-year-old? Huh?"
"There is no rule that only 33-year-olds can use the low post attack." Bai Jidong seemed impatient: "Do you teach it or not? If not, I will watch your video and learn slowly." So arrogant?" Bai Weidong's attitude made Qiao Dan feel as if he owed him money.
Jordan was cursing, but his hands and feet followed his heart honestly.
For Bai Jidong, the hardest part has just begun, Jordan is not a gentle mentor: "Don't get me wrong, I don't want to teach you, I just want to teach you a lesson." "I know, stop talking nonsense!" Bai Jidong Dong was thrown by Jordan again and turned back.
When it was Bai Jidong's turn to attack, it was really difficult for his back to provide effective firepower.
The light impact made Jordan as relaxed as playing a game: "Your butt is soft and weak, your shoulders are vulnerable, come on! Harder, rookie!"
"Shut up! Old man!" Bai Weidong elbowed Jordan's chest away and forcefully raised his hook.
Jordan regained his strength, stood up and covered the ball, "Idiot!" "Come here!" Bai Jidong was furious, trying to guard Jordan.
"Your impact has no power, do you know what power is?" After speaking, Jordan pushed Bai Jidong away.
Bai Jidong was already unable to defend, but Jordan was not in a hurry to shoot: "This is strength, idiot!" "Bastard!" Bai Jidong rushed forward, trying to cover Jordan's ball.
Jordan's throwing action was in the ascendant, he lifted Bai Weidong up, then bent his arms forward, rubbed Bai Weidong's chest, and pulled out the ball in his hand.
"Shua!" Jordan whistled: "This is a 3-pointer, do you agree?" "Whatever you say, it's up to me!"
Bai Weidong's embarrassment is that he can't support Jordan.
It doesn't matter if you don't move, and you don't have the ability to finish with a shot when you step back and turn around. Jordan only needs to prevent him from turning around and breaking through to kill the offense.
Bai Jidong didn't have a chance to face the basket and break through, so he had to learn from Dong Shi, imitating Jordan's throwing back and turning over to shoot the basket.
Regardless of whether he could score or not, the ball couldn't even go out. Jordan blocked it mercilessly: "You still don't understand why you are blocked, but I can rain on your face." "Why?" Bai Ji Dong asked.
"Because you are physically weak and weak in shooting." Jordan said lightly.
It was Jordan attacking again, bumping Bai Weidong away: "You need to be hard on yourself to hit someone!"
Bai Weidong went up to fight again, Jordan was fearless, and threw the ball in against the foul: "Do you think I can't beat you with my body?" "No, you can do whatever you want." Bai Weidong Knowing that saying other things would invite more cruel humiliation from Jordan.
After that, Jordan stopped using physical force eating.
Just relying on the head turning, shoulder movement, starting shot feints, and all kinds of stepping, wiping, withdrawing, and sliding steps under his feet, Bai Jidong is playing like a monkey in a circus.
"Bang!" Jordan let Bai Weidong shoot, but the latter missed.
Jordan laughed sarcastically and said, "You come here early to practice shooting, and it doesn't seem to have any effect at all." "Let me shoot again! I will make you take back that sentence!" Bai Jidong said angrily.
Jordan agrees to Bai Jidong's proposal, and the latter is iron-clad.Jordan shrugged, just like he did to the Trail Blazers in the 92 Finals, and his expression became more mocking: "Bye, do you want me to take that sentence back?"
"Fuck!" Bai Jidong was going crazy with anger.
Just a low post, the two played for two hours, hundreds of rounds, and Bai Weidong scored very few goals.
In the end, Bai Jidong lay down in front of Jordan like a loser, panting out of breath.
What made Jordan feel funny was that Bai Jidong was breathing like asthma, but still stared at him with an expression of dissatisfaction.
Jordan went to the side and took out towels, approached, and threw one of the towels to Bai Jidong: "Forget it, let me praise you, for the sake of not crying." You are the only one who does not collapse in one round." Qiao Dan's words made Bai Jidong's hairs stand on end.
This sadist actually remembers the number of rounds?Are you fucking trying to write this in your diary?Why remember so clearly?
"I worked very hard." Bai Jidong gritted his teeth and said.
Jordan looked indifferent, "I have never denied your efforts, you are just working in the wrong direction, like coming here early today to practice shooting." "Is there something wrong? Shouldn't I be practicing shooting?" Bai Jidong ask.
"You don't score 0 because you don't shoot the ball, it's because you're not strong enough! If you're strong enough, you can beat everyone in this league and no one can stop you! The humiliation you encounter is because you are not strong enough, now You're putting the cart before the horse and practicing shooting!" Jordan said sharply, "If you still don't understand, just keep practicing, and you won't be able to do it until the end of the world!"
"What exactly do you want me to do?" Bai Jidong's words angered Jordan again: "You idiot! Did I not understand enough? Throw away the ball in your hand and go to the gym!"
"It's fine if you just say no. There's a lot of blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah. Bai Jidong ran wildly towards the gym.
"Claude, let's do another set of bench presses, by the way, how about another set of deadlifts today?"
Claude Eisen looked at Bai Jidong in horror, "Bye, do you have a fever?" "I'm fine, don't worry, I'm fine." After all, Bai Jidong was under Ed's protection Another set of bench presses.
"Is this kid crazy?" Ron Hubble was stretching beside him, and when he saw Bai Jidong's masochistic behavior, he exclaimed, "He's definitely crazy!"
"Michael, don't you think this scene seems familiar?" Pippen said: "We spent every morning after losing to Detroit that year."
"If you think about it too much, the rookie may last for two or three days, and he will definitely not be able to bear it within a week." Bai Jidong heard Jordan's words, "If I persist, can you let me wear AJ shoes?"
Jordan immediately refused: "Even if you stick to it, you are not a star player. As I said, only star players can wear AJ. You are not qualified!"
"I'll go to your uncle!"
“What
? ”
"I mean, well said, well-founded, convincing!"
One more chapter tonight
(End of this chapter)
"Bye, I'm sorry, you have been traded, we have to trade you in order to get Jerry Stackhouse." Jerry Krause looked hypocritical.
"You go, brother, women in Philadelphia are more unrestrained than Chicago, you can live well there." Rodman said sadly.
Bai Jidong burst into tears and looked at Hoth, only to see her fall into Stackhouse's arms: "Bye, we're done! Stackhouse is more manly than you."
Bai Jidong woke up, fortunately he woke up, otherwise he would definitely commit suicide by jumping off the building in that horrible almost real dream.
Heart pounding, that feeling of despair, that suffocating feeling of losing everything.
If the things in the dream really happened, Bai Jidong dare not imagine what he would become.
I looked at the time, it was only 4:00 in the morning.
There are still 2 hours of sleep time, but I can't fall asleep anyway.
Jordan rubbed his eyes. Since he could remember, he felt very little, but today he was rarely sleepy. His body, which was used to training at this point, urged him to leave the mattress and go to the Berto Center for training.
Jordan admired the morning view of Chicago, the morning light of the city of giant shoulders is always very quiet.
Where the sun rises, the scorching sun has risen and illuminated the earth.
"Morning, Sam." Jordan greeted the security guard.
Sam laughed out loud: "Michael, you are the second to arrive today." "Who is the first?" Jordan's sense of competition is so strong that he has to compete even for this kind of thing.
Sam replied casually: "Bye."
Hearing this, Jordan felt no sleepiness at all, and he quickened his pace towards the gymnasium in the Berto Center.
Sure enough, there was the sound of hitting the ball, Jordan approached, and a young man under a certain basket was sweating profusely and shooting.
There were more than a dozen balls on the ground, and the man picked up the balls and shot them regardless of their position or distance.
His posture is very beautiful, like Jordan, and he has some personal style. His shots are soft and fluctuating, but he can't make shots.
"Yo, not bad, I think you're ready to be punished by me." Once Jordan greets someone, it's usually trash talking and ready to fire.
Seeing Jordan, Bai Jidong grabbed the ball and walked towards him, "Michael, teach me to attack in the low post."
After all, throw the ball to Jordan.
Jordan caught the ball and sneered, "At 18, you want to play like a 33-year-old? Huh?"
"There is no rule that only 33-year-olds can use the low post attack." Bai Jidong seemed impatient: "Do you teach it or not? If not, I will watch your video and learn slowly." So arrogant?" Bai Weidong's attitude made Qiao Dan feel as if he owed him money.
Jordan was cursing, but his hands and feet followed his heart honestly.
For Bai Jidong, the hardest part has just begun, Jordan is not a gentle mentor: "Don't get me wrong, I don't want to teach you, I just want to teach you a lesson." "I know, stop talking nonsense!" Bai Jidong Dong was thrown by Jordan again and turned back.
When it was Bai Jidong's turn to attack, it was really difficult for his back to provide effective firepower.
The light impact made Jordan as relaxed as playing a game: "Your butt is soft and weak, your shoulders are vulnerable, come on! Harder, rookie!"
"Shut up! Old man!" Bai Weidong elbowed Jordan's chest away and forcefully raised his hook.
Jordan regained his strength, stood up and covered the ball, "Idiot!" "Come here!" Bai Jidong was furious, trying to guard Jordan.
"Your impact has no power, do you know what power is?" After speaking, Jordan pushed Bai Jidong away.
Bai Jidong was already unable to defend, but Jordan was not in a hurry to shoot: "This is strength, idiot!" "Bastard!" Bai Jidong rushed forward, trying to cover Jordan's ball.
Jordan's throwing action was in the ascendant, he lifted Bai Weidong up, then bent his arms forward, rubbed Bai Weidong's chest, and pulled out the ball in his hand.
"Shua!" Jordan whistled: "This is a 3-pointer, do you agree?" "Whatever you say, it's up to me!"
Bai Weidong's embarrassment is that he can't support Jordan.
It doesn't matter if you don't move, and you don't have the ability to finish with a shot when you step back and turn around. Jordan only needs to prevent him from turning around and breaking through to kill the offense.
Bai Jidong didn't have a chance to face the basket and break through, so he had to learn from Dong Shi, imitating Jordan's throwing back and turning over to shoot the basket.
Regardless of whether he could score or not, the ball couldn't even go out. Jordan blocked it mercilessly: "You still don't understand why you are blocked, but I can rain on your face." "Why?" Bai Ji Dong asked.
"Because you are physically weak and weak in shooting." Jordan said lightly.
It was Jordan attacking again, bumping Bai Weidong away: "You need to be hard on yourself to hit someone!"
Bai Weidong went up to fight again, Jordan was fearless, and threw the ball in against the foul: "Do you think I can't beat you with my body?" "No, you can do whatever you want." Bai Weidong Knowing that saying other things would invite more cruel humiliation from Jordan.
After that, Jordan stopped using physical force eating.
Just relying on the head turning, shoulder movement, starting shot feints, and all kinds of stepping, wiping, withdrawing, and sliding steps under his feet, Bai Jidong is playing like a monkey in a circus.
"Bang!" Jordan let Bai Weidong shoot, but the latter missed.
Jordan laughed sarcastically and said, "You come here early to practice shooting, and it doesn't seem to have any effect at all." "Let me shoot again! I will make you take back that sentence!" Bai Jidong said angrily.
Jordan agrees to Bai Jidong's proposal, and the latter is iron-clad.Jordan shrugged, just like he did to the Trail Blazers in the 92 Finals, and his expression became more mocking: "Bye, do you want me to take that sentence back?"
"Fuck!" Bai Jidong was going crazy with anger.
Just a low post, the two played for two hours, hundreds of rounds, and Bai Weidong scored very few goals.
In the end, Bai Jidong lay down in front of Jordan like a loser, panting out of breath.
What made Jordan feel funny was that Bai Jidong was breathing like asthma, but still stared at him with an expression of dissatisfaction.
Jordan went to the side and took out towels, approached, and threw one of the towels to Bai Jidong: "Forget it, let me praise you, for the sake of not crying." You are the only one who does not collapse in one round." Qiao Dan's words made Bai Jidong's hairs stand on end.
This sadist actually remembers the number of rounds?Are you fucking trying to write this in your diary?Why remember so clearly?
"I worked very hard." Bai Jidong gritted his teeth and said.
Jordan looked indifferent, "I have never denied your efforts, you are just working in the wrong direction, like coming here early today to practice shooting." "Is there something wrong? Shouldn't I be practicing shooting?" Bai Jidong ask.
"You don't score 0 because you don't shoot the ball, it's because you're not strong enough! If you're strong enough, you can beat everyone in this league and no one can stop you! The humiliation you encounter is because you are not strong enough, now You're putting the cart before the horse and practicing shooting!" Jordan said sharply, "If you still don't understand, just keep practicing, and you won't be able to do it until the end of the world!"
"What exactly do you want me to do?" Bai Jidong's words angered Jordan again: "You idiot! Did I not understand enough? Throw away the ball in your hand and go to the gym!"
"It's fine if you just say no. There's a lot of blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah. Bai Jidong ran wildly towards the gym.
"Claude, let's do another set of bench presses, by the way, how about another set of deadlifts today?"
Claude Eisen looked at Bai Jidong in horror, "Bye, do you have a fever?" "I'm fine, don't worry, I'm fine." After all, Bai Jidong was under Ed's protection Another set of bench presses.
"Is this kid crazy?" Ron Hubble was stretching beside him, and when he saw Bai Jidong's masochistic behavior, he exclaimed, "He's definitely crazy!"
"Michael, don't you think this scene seems familiar?" Pippen said: "We spent every morning after losing to Detroit that year."
"If you think about it too much, the rookie may last for two or three days, and he will definitely not be able to bear it within a week." Bai Jidong heard Jordan's words, "If I persist, can you let me wear AJ shoes?"
Jordan immediately refused: "Even if you stick to it, you are not a star player. As I said, only star players can wear AJ. You are not qualified!"
"I'll go to your uncle!"
“What
? ”
"I mean, well said, well-founded, convincing!"
One more chapter tonight
(End of this chapter)
Tip: You can use left, right, A and D keyboard keys to browse between chapters.