Early the next morning, George Town University's head coach, John Thompson, arrived at the school arena.
The rookie selection every year was a major event for the team.
As the commander-in-chief, he had to pay 120% attention.
However, before he arrived, there was already the sound of players training in the stadium.
Out of curiosity, John Thompson did not interrupt the players 'training. He stood at the door and looked inside.
"Bang!"
In the next moment, a figure charged toward the basket from near the center line with the ball in his hand. He stepped on the free-throw line and instantly soared into the air!
His huge body spread out perfectly in the air. The difficult slam dunk at the free-throw line looked so easy under his performance.
"Hu ~"
A beautiful day began with a slam dunk from the free-throw line.
Mo Ran, who had easily completed this buckle, let out a long sigh.
He turned around and saw the stunned manager, Thompson.
Coach Thompson?"
Mo Ran was stunned for a moment. He bent down and grabbed the basketball from the ground with one hand.
His huge palm was like a suction cup.
The action of grabbing the ball with one hand was completed more easily than crushing an ant.
"Mo... Burn?"
Looking at the tall young man in front of him, Thompson came back to his senses.""You're early."
"I went to bed early last night. I woke up with nothing to do, so I came to train.”
Mo Ran was telling the truth.
There was nothing fun about the university dormitory in 1995.
He didn't dare to go to nightclubs without someone he knew.
She could only sleep early.
The early to bed, the early to wake up.
Since he had nothing to do, he decided to come to the stadium to warm up in advance and prepare for the upcoming team selection.
"Yes, it's not wrong to train more. Do well in the competition later.”
Patting Mo Ran's arm, John Thompson deliberately pinched his muscles.
This was too hard!
He was filled with shock.
John Thompson hurried back to the coach's office.
He took out a stack of data sheets and wrote Mo Ran's name on the first page.
An extremely easy free throw line slam dunk.
Strong muscles.
Physical hardware visible to the naked eye.
And the character of coming to the stadium early to train.
In addition, the team urgently needed a big player who could help Iverson take some of the pressure off the defense inside the paint.
Many conditions were combined together.
Mo Ran didn't even need to be selected by the team. He had already been written into the second team's player list by John Thompson.
As for whether he could become an official player, it would depend on Mo Ran's performance in today's match!
As time passed, more and more freshmen came to the arena.
After everyone was present, John Thompson led the team's coaching staff to show the situation of the freshmen.
"The team competition uses a knockout system. Each game is 20 minutes long and is divided into two halves.”
"There will be a five-minute intermission. There will be no coach and no rotation.”
"Each side has 35 seconds to attack. Only the player holding the ball can apply for a time-out. The others can apply for a time-out and the penalty is to exchange the ball.”
"Both sides have two timeouts. Use them wisely.”
The team's assistant manager, Jenkins, introduced the rules of the team selection.
In order to save time, the team selection competition was a single-elimination match.
The first and second half were 10 minutes each, so there was a total of 20 minutes of game time.
If everything went smoothly, the winner of a group would be decided within 30 minutes.
"Coach, Mo Ran's match is over there.”
After the teams were divided, the elimination matches began.
John Thompson, led by Jenkins, arrived at Mo Ran's elimination arena.
Because it was a single-elimination match, the first round of the competition was basically a bully.
Logically speaking, it was not enough to attract the attention of the team manager.
However, John Thompson had been paying attention to Mo Ran since the first round of the elimination round.
This surprised Jenkins.
What was so magical about this big man from China that made Coach Thompson look forward to it so much?
Could he play 1v2 inside the paint?
Or could he guard the basket and block the opponent's attack mercilessly?
Or was his athletic ability off the charts, and his unstoppable counterattack?
No matter which one it was, Jenkins felt that Mo Ran wasn't up to that standard.
After all, this was the first time Jenkins had seen a native Chinese player in his coaching career.
He was a big player with mediocre athletic talent.
In the 1990s, China's basketball was like a desert.
Jenkins wasn't trying to discriminate against Mo Ran.
This big guy from China had a good ability to protect the rebound, which was considered a passing performance.
The match began.
Mo Ran undoubtedly played the role of a jump ball.
Facing the opponent's center forward who was half a head shorter than him, Mo Ran easily took off and helped the team win the right to attack first.
The team's point guard came over with the ball, and it was a three-pointer.
The essence of this competition was not a team, but an individual selection.
Who the hell had a sense of teamwork?
Seizing the opportunity to perform was the king's way!
“ＤＡＵＮＧ！”
Regrettably, this person's dry pull three points, crisp iron, jumped out of the frame!
Under the basket, Mo Ran's opponent's two inside players had already positioned themselves.
Their rebounding awareness was not bad, which was noted by the coaching team of Georgetown University on the sidelines.
"Boom!"
However, before the coaching team could finish memorizing.
On the court, Mo Ran flew out of nowhere. Separated by the opponent's two inside players, he grabbed the ball high in the air and bombarded the basket!
He completed the follow-up!
"This…"
Jenkins, who was on the sidelines, was shocked by the dunk.
Wasn't this what he had just said, a 1v2 inside?
Moreover, it was such a brutal 1v2 rebound shot!
Jenkins had yet to react.
Back on the defensive end, Mo Ran helped defend and gave the opponent's defenders a head-on attack, covering the sky.
The basketball flew out of the sidelines and hit the ground. The height of the rebound was even higher than Jenkins 'height!
Whether it was the height or the strength of the seal, the impact force was completely full.
Guard the basket?
Ruthless Seal?
Jenkins was a little confused.
Could it be that Mo Ran would do whatever he thought of?
"Bang!"
As he was thinking, the situation on the field rose again.
The offensive players broke through the defense and rushed into the penalty area. They finally had a chance to make a layup and score.
However, Mo Ran flew out from behind him again. He stretched out his arms and grabbed the basketball from the air!
After he finished catching the cap, he took advantage of the moment when all the players, including his teammates, were dumbfounded.
Mo Ran himself held the ball and pushed forward to counterattack, charging forward in a dragon.
Stepping into the free-throw line, he took off his battle axe and smashed it!
35 seconds, 4 points, 2 blocks, 2 rebounding!
Mo Ran's dominance in both offense and defense caused the entire arena to lose their voices.
Mo Ran, who had completed all of this, looked at his dumbfounded opponent in surprise.
According to the basketball novels he read before he transmigrated.
Shouldn't the current plot be the opponent's player jumping out to provoke him and criticize his identity as an Asian player?
Why was the script not quite right!
Where was the person who provoked him?
Where was the trash talk?
Opposite him, the five players all said, He didn't even have the courage to look Mo Ran in the eye.
In their opinion, Mo Ran's level was not on the same level as theirs.
This guy was simply a monster!
Who dared to provoke this monster?
Are you tired of living?
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