" Option 1: Superb performance in the group match, get the summer training camp contract, and be rewarded with a free throw training card. Failure. Increases 10 points of injury attribute.”
" Option 2: Dance in front of everyone for 10 seconds. Reward: 5 free attribute points. Every second lost would deduct 10.3 points of ability value.”
Before the start of the match, Yang Ming received a system notification and became even more motivated.
What a joke. If he failed the first option, he would gain 10 points of injury attribute. If he failed the second option, he would lose 30% of his ability value that he had painstakingly raised to 90 points. He was not willing to do that.
He had to complete it even if he had to risk his life.
As for the first option, he did not hesitate at all and chose it all at once. After all, ever since he accepted the first mission, he realized that the system could not only choose one option. Since that was the case, he would choose all of them and not let a single one go.
After completing a slam dunk at the start of the game, Yang Ming returned to the backcourt in high spirits.
Their opponents were all players with official contracts. They were the envy of him and a group of draft picks.
As long as they had a formal contract, they would at least have a base salary of more than 250,000 dollars.
A base salary of 250,000 USD was nothing in the future, where the base salary would easily be more than a million dollars and the contract would be worth tens of millions. However, in the 1990s, it was undoubtedly a huge sum of money and a very considerable income for players who came from the bottom.
He could buy a nice three-bedroom apartment in New York's Chinatown or a single apartment in Midtown Manhattan.
In New York, or rather, in Manhattan, the cost of living was very high. Even an apartment of 20 to 30 square meters would cost more than 200,000 to 300,000 dollars. Not only that, all the daily necessities were much more expensive than in China.
In the 1990s, housing prices in Manhattan were quite expensive.
Obviously, it was not something that a draft pick like Yang Ming could afford. Once he was not retained and could not get an official contract, he would have to consider leaving New York to pursue his dreams on other teams.
Even if he got a formal contract, he could only choose to settle down in either Queens or Manhattan, where the cost of living and housing prices were much cheaper than in Manhattan.
Therefore, Yang Ming had to put in more effort to perform.
After he scored the first goal, he was very active. The second goal came in the third minute. His teammate took the ball and passed the front field. He wanted to break into the inside line, but he was stopped. He had to pass the ball out and it happened to be in Yang Ming's hands.
Yang Ming didn't hesitate at all when he received the ball. He rushed in with his head down. His tyrannical explosive power made the first step extremely fast. John Wallace was dazzled by his somewhat gorgeous and deceptive dribble. In the next moment, he lost his figure.
When he came back to his senses, Wallace found that his teammate's fill in didn't affect the opponent at all and was directly shot in the face.
Yang Ming took a step outside the free-throw line and made a mid-range shot.
The person blocking in front of him was one of this year's rookies, the 2.08-meter Walter Mecati, who was in the fourth and fifth position.
Yang Ming's jump height was very high, almost one meter off the ground. Coupled with the height of the shot brought by his long arm span, even if Mecati jumped up in time to block the shot, he would not be able to reach it.
Yang Ming's third goal came in the fifth minute. It was his teammate who had grabbed the rebound and missed the attack. He had managed to force a rebound.
There was nothing wrong with him snatching and dunking, but what he showed was that Greenfield and Van Gundy on the sidelines had sparkling eyes, and their expressions of surprise kept flashing.
This little guy's talent was simply tempting.
That explosive power, that speed, that jumping speed, and that offensive awareness, they were all so outstanding!
He had really picked up a treasure!
Yang Ming had only scored three goals, but the two big shots could tell that he was not a rookie with a superficial appearance, but a guy with unlimited potential and an extremely strong offensive consciousness.
Especially when they saw Yang Ming's fourth goal, which was to grab the ball with one hand, shake off Wallace, and shoot a three-pointer, the two people's eyes lit up. They looked at each other and were shocked.
"He's totally worth a contract."
"Yes, if he can maintain this performance in the future, it will also be the most important part of my future plans. He will be the assaulter I want, a sharp weapon to attack.”
"Keep watching. It's still too early to make a conclusion, isn't it? His current performance was on a completely different level from the others, so it was impossible to tell what was going on.”
"But I've decided to send him to the summer league to continue polishing him and at the same time dig out more things.”
"Then it's up to you!"
The two of them communicated with each other in tacit understanding. With the intention of making a decision, they continued to read.
But in fact, the rest of the competition time was completely Yang Ming's personal performance, and the others became the foil. After he showed excellent offense and shooting skills, he not only received the recognition of his teammates, but also gained more possession of the ball.
Breakthrough.
I'm near,
Middle distance.
For the three-point shot, Yang Ming did everything he could to display his offensive ability. He didn't even spend any energy on defense. He spent all his energy on offense.
10 points.
20 points.
30 points.
...
In just a short half and two minutes of the game, he scored 45 points, shocking everyone.
His precise shooting and unstoppable breakthrough surprised everyone. His outstanding state and performance did not seem like a rookie at all, much less a nameless wild kid who had appeared out of nowhere.
Today, in their group of draft picks, fringe players, and rookies, he was an incomparably dazzling superstar.
"He's really amazing. So, have you guys made a decision?”
Don Cheney and Luca were so surprised by Yang Ming's performance that they couldn't stop smiling. The former looked at Greenfield and Van Gundy with a smile and asked.
Van Gundy looked at each other again and smiled. Van Gundy replied,""You can take him to the summer league. We will give him a contract, at least a summer training camp contract.”
"This is the training camp contract?"
Don Cheney was very dissatisfied. He knew very well that such a group match had no reference value because Yang Ming's opponents and teammates were all very average players, and the intensity of the game was not high.
However, he still frowned and questioned,"Aren't you worried that if he plays well in the summer league, he will be taken away by other teams?”
"He's my Michael Jordan now!”
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