NBA: I Really Just Want to Swipe Money
7 On the basketball court, strength reigns supreme!

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Not long after Kobe left, a series of footsteps could be heard as many unfamiliar faces entered the court.

They were all players who had come for trial training.

There were a total of thirteen players. Some of them knew each other and gathered together. They seemed to be communicating easily, but their trembling legs betrayed their true thoughts.

Some stood at the side arrogantly, coldly observing the others.

Everyone he saw was his opponent.

As the only yellow-skinned player on trial, Chen Hao undoubtedly attracted everyone's attention.

But soon, everyone looked away.

Chen Hao was less than two meters tall. He was completely different from the Asian basketball players in their impression. He shouldn't be a threat.

How could an Asian send a defender?

They didn't believe it themselves.

Ignoring all of this, Chen Hao looked around at the players who were on the trial and realized that he did not know any of them.

" It seems that it's not because of me that there are some players who shouldn't be here. It's reasonable. If they really have the strength, they would have been signed by other teams. Why would they come for trial training?"

While he was thinking, the examiner of the trial, an assistant manager named Barry Hoffman, who was a member of Phil Jackson's coaching staff, came to the stadium and announced the official start of the trial.

It was divided into two main parts. One was the physical examination, and the other was the red and blue match.

With Chen Hao's current physical condition, his physical talent could only be considered average and not outstanding. Even if the 12 trial players around him were only some fringe players who could not play in the league or some rookies who were not selected, they would probably never be seen in the NBA in the future. However, many of them were physically better than him.

The NBA never lacked talented players. The key to success was whether they could turn talent into strength.

It had to be admitted that black and white athletes did have a certain advantage in terms of physical fitness.

After all, they grew up eating steak while we ate rice. There will always be differences.

Because there were only thirteen players on trial, the physical test ended in half an hour.

During this period, Chen Hao's performance had completely removed the vigilance of the surrounding trainees. Other than his speed, his other values were only passable. He was not considered outstanding. Such opponents were everywhere. There was really no need to pay attention to him.

Hoffman did not say anything. He only summarized the collected data and looked at it once before announcing that the trial had entered the next stage.

In his mind, he recalled what he had heard when he met Kobe on the way here. He secretly looked at Chen Hao and narrowed his eyes."Chinese defender!"

In the end, the thirteen trial players were divided into two groups, red and blue.

Chen Hao was assigned to the red team. Including him, there were a total of six people, while the blue team had seven people.

Because it was only a trial, the Laker team did not arrange for any coaching staff. They only assigned everyone to their respective teams and let a staff member act as a referee. After that, everything was left to the players to handle. This was also considered a test.

As the only Chinese player in the trial training, Chen Hao did not show any amazing talent. He could clearly feel the disdain and neglect of his temporary teammates around him. He naturally became a substitute player for the Red Team.

"This is really f * ck!"

Chen Hao's mouth twitched as he watched the match begin.

He had wanted to show off his might in the game, conquer the examiner, and successfully enter the team. However, he realized that things were not as simple as he thought. It seemed like he had taken it for granted.

"Forget it. There will definitely be a chance to play anyway. At that time, it will be my time to play. These guys can't expect me to pass the ball to them and let me be a substitute.”

Thinking of this, Chen Hao suddenly felt a little better. He did not think too much about it and simply sat on the substitutes 'bench, quietly observing the match on the field.

Alright, to put it nicely, it was a match, but it was actually a fight between red and blue. They were just temporary teammates, so there was no tacit understanding between them. Moreover, they were all competitors, so there was really no hope for any cooperation on the field.

It was almost as if they were playing one ball after another. Some of the more thick-skinned players even directly occupied the ball and did not let go, blindly showing off their ability.

However, he had to admit that although they looked unfamiliar, there were still a few good players among them. They could become main players in the NCAA, but in the NBA, they might be dispensable players and not particularly outstanding.

Hoffman did not stop the chaotic battle on the field. He just stood on the sidelines and observed the characteristics of the players who were holding the ball on the field. He would record down the players who were suitable for him.

But most of the time, Hoffman just stood on the sidelines and watched the game without doing anything.

Moreover, Chen Hao had the illusion that this young man, who already possessed the Mediterranean Sea, seemed to look over from time to time.

This made Chen Hao want to walk up to him and ask him what he was looking at.,However, logic told him that he couldn't do that. In other people's territory, he had to keep a low profile.

Ten minutes later, looking at the players on the field who were still waiting for the trial, Hoffman signaled for the staff to pause the score and immediately announced the substitution.

Chen Hao finally stopped sitting on the bench. He entered the court with the Red Team player, who looked as if his parents had died, and acted as the Red Team's point guard.

Chen Hao looked around at his " teammates " who were no longer cold and had started to look at him with " friendly " gazes. He smiled gently, but in his heart, he was f * cked up.

"You want me to pass the ball to you? Dream on. I'm not earning this money!”

The game started very quickly. After receiving the pass from the baseline, Chen Hao did not care about the movements of his teammates around him and continued to control the ball.

The one defending him was a white player who was about 1.9 meters tall and had a center point.

In the ten minutes of chaos, this player was considered the most eye-catching player in basketball. His breakthrough ability was outstanding, and his explosive power in the first step was excellent. He often only needed one step to wipe out the defender.

However, Chen Hao was confident that he could defend against him!

"Kid, I've been watching you for a long time. Can an Asian play a fullback?”

"Why not?" Chen Hao replied indifferently.

Without waiting for a response, Chen Hao exerted force with his feet and charged into the three-point line. The opponent reacted extremely quickly and did not completely lose his position as he quickly retreated. Seeing that he was about to close in, Chen Hao made a move that surprised everyone on the field.

In the process of charging forward, he suddenly stopped and turned his back. He directly turned 360 degrees, as if he was stuck to his finger. He cleanly passed his opponent and rushed straight into the penalty area.

"Although his explosive power is average, his excellent ball control ability makes up for this shortcoming. He is a useful talent.”

Hoffman's eyes lit up as he observed the situation on the court. He immediately wrote down Chen Hao's name in his notebook. He could not help but realize that it was no wonder that Kobe had asked him to keep this Chinese trainee when he met him in the aisle.

Sure enough, a player who could make a paranoid person like Kobe acknowledge him was definitely not as simple as getting in through the back door. He was indeed unique.

At the same time, the moment Chen Hao entered the penalty area, he was immediately surrounded by the blue team.

Looking at the edge of the penalty area, his two teammates were in an unguarded state. Chen Hao did not have any thoughts of passing the ball. He relied on his top-notch ball control ability and flexible footsteps to change the rhythm constantly. His foot movements were very agile and neat.

He played a trick on the two idiots who came up to defend.

He even took the opportunity to pass through the middle of the two and hit the backhand layup.

"What a pleasing ball control!"

Seeing Chen Hao's offensive play, Hoffman knew that this was the player the Laker needed, at least on the offensive end.

"I didn't expect there to be a free agent in the league with such excellent ball control ability who hasn't been signed by other teams. With this level of ball control ability, he shouldn't be unknown.”

There were very few yellow-skinned players in the league, and they were all big men. The most famous one was the Rockets 'Big Yao. He was a super center that all teams dreamed of, but he did not seem to remember the shadow of a Chinese point guard.

The question was, where did this Chinese defender with top-notch ball control come from?

However, Hoffman was not in the mood to think about this problem because Chen Hao was facing the white defender, Mike Chapman, on the defensive end.

Attack wins, defense wins!

This was the creed that the teams in the league had always adhered to.

If a player only knew how to attack and was useless on the defensive end, his value and evaluation would be greatly reduced.

On the offensive side, Chen Hao had already shown his talent. He was definitely the best player in the trial.

Even though he had only scored once, Hoffman believed in what he saw. This Chinese point guard's offensive performance was definitely at the NBA level. As long as his ball control ability was not short-lived, it was definitely at the top of the league.

The problem now was how strong his defense was.

This time, Chapman didn't show off anything. Chen Hao's actions just now and the powerful strength he displayed made him not dare to relax. He was very focused.

After dribbling the ball a few times, he suddenly moved and rushed past Chen Hao like a gust of wind.

However, the expected successful breakthrough didn't happen. Although Chen Hao was thrown off by a body, he didn't lose his defensive position. Instead, he stuck close to Chapman. He raised his right hand high and blocked Chapman with his left hand, causing Chapman's breakthrough speed to inevitably slow down.

One spurt of energy, one second, one decline, three times, one exhaustion!

During the breakthrough, he relied more on his own explosive power and speed. Chapman, whose technique was only considered average, was caught in a difficult situation. In a hurry, he could not get rid of Chen Hao's entanglement, and his technical movements became more and more chaotic.

Seeing this, Chapman shook his head and secretly crossed his name.

In the NBA, no one would spoil you. You would be thrown into chaos just because you encountered a little obstacle. The Los Angeles team would not want such a player.

At the same time, Chen Hao took the opportunity to swat the basketball away from his opponent's hand. A black man who had been waiting at the side a few steps away grinned. After receiving the ball, he rushed to the front court and scored a dunk.

After landing, he turned around and gave Chen Hao a thumbs up.

On the basketball court, strength reigned supreme!

After two rounds of attack and defense, Chen Hao proved himself with his strength and also made a name for the Chinese!

Who said that Asian players could only have big players?

"Whoa, 300 dollars for a goal and 150 dollars for a tackle. This is a bit of a deal ~"

Chen Hao summoned the system message panel and looked at the contents of the message. His gaze toward his opponent suddenly became heated.

This made Chapman, who was standing in front of him, feel very uncomfortable. He even secretly took a step back, feeling that something bad was going to happen.

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A ticket!

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All kinds of begging!

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