NBA: I am the most unsolvable point guard in history
20 The Sweet Top 16 began! Just call me Little Yao!

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On March 26th, the top 16, which had received much attention in the United States, finally arrived!

The Marquette Golden Hawks 'opponent was the top seed of the NCAA Tournament with an undefeated record, the Kentuckian Wildcats!

In the 108 years since the establishment of the team, the University of Kentuckya has maintained the record of the number of NCAA wins, the number of times it has participated in the NCAA National Championship, the total number of times it has won the NNAC National Championship, and the number of wins in the NNAC history!

They were the most powerful team in the NCAA!

Moreover, they had the craziest and most loyal fans in the country!

Everything seemed to be unfavorable to Marquet University.

The venue of the game was set at the Houston Toyota Center, which was the home of the Rockets.

At this time, the Rockets were not the Mosaic team that the fans were talking about. Because they had won Big Yao with the first pick in last year's draft, this team had become the home team in the hearts of many Chinese fans.

He wondered if Big Yao would come to the venue today.

With doubt and anticipation, Zhang Yan stepped onto the floor of Houston's Toyota Center stadium.

"Kakaka!"

"Kakaka!"

As soon as they entered the stadium, flashes of light kept shooting from all directions.

There were also all kinds of broadcast cameras, media outlets ready to go, scouts and fans dressed in uniforms everywhere.

Zhang Yan could clearly feel that everything was very different from the previous matches!

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"Dina, a one-on-one battle?”During the pre-match warm-up, Zhang Yan smiled at Diner.

"Come on, I'm not a masochist!”Dinard had a look of resistance.

"Don't worry, I'll be gentler." After saying that, Zhang Yan threw the basketball directly into Dinard's hands.

"I beg you, let me go, Zhang! This is not the training hall. There are so many fans watching.”

"Alright, alright, I'll practice by myself.”

Zhang Yan did not play with his teammate mentality and started practicing his three-pointer by himself.

"Swoosh!"

"Swoosh!"

"Swoosh!"

The arc hit the target. Three points out of one step, three points out of two steps, Zhang Yan threw further and further away…

In the end, it was cast directly near the center circle LOGO!

It seemed that the feeling today was not bad!

Zhang Yan looked at his palm and thought to himself. The continuous high-intensity training had allowed Zhang Yan to have more perfect control over his body after fusing with his talent!

This exaggerated warm-up shot also caused the audience to scream again and again. Many fans even took out their phones to take videos and record this moment.

"This is unbelievable! Can you hit a three-pointer from this far in a game?”

Just as Zhang Yan was continuously hitting the three-pointer, a voice came from behind him.

Chinese?

Zhang Yan did not react in time. He turned around and saw that Big Yao was already standing behind him.

Zhang Yan was 210CM tall. Whether it was in his life or on the court, he had never met anyone he could look up to. Looking up at Big Yao in front of him made him suddenly feel a little uncomfortable!

"Hello, Zhang Yan!"

Seeing Zhang Yan turn around, Big Yao greeted him warmly.

"Hey! Brother Yao, I didn't expect to see you here!”

Before the game, Zhang Yan had thought that Big Yao would come to watch the game, but when he actually stood in front of him, Zhang Yan was still full of surprise.

Different from the female Zhao Riyue in his memory, the current Dayao was still a thin young man with distinct features.

"Don't call me Brother Yao. Just call me Little Yao!”

Little Yao scratched his head. At this moment, he still looked very shy and inexperienced.

"Ah... This was…Brother Yao, this isn't very appropriate. No matter what, you're a senior!”

Zhang Yan never expected that the NBA Hall of Fame center from his previous life, the Chinese National Basketball Team's Z Seat, would let him call him Little Yao!

Just thinking about it was ridiculous!

"What senior? We're all young people. It's more comfortable for me to hear you call me Little Yao!”

As the top pick of the 2002 NBA draft, a basketball star who had received a lot of attention in the country, Little Yao did not put on airs at all. Zhang Yan felt very relaxed when communicating with him.

"Okay, Little Yao."

Zhang Yan did not stand on ceremony anymore. He removed the filter he had used on Big Yao from his previous life. The two of them did not hold back and started chatting in the way young people did.

"I came here today to watch a little magician like you compete. You've been so popular both domestically and abroad recently. There's news about you everywhere on the internet and in the newspapers!”

"Little Yao, don't listen to the media's nonsense. What Little Magician, Little Hardaway, Little Robeson? They're all doing it for the sake of traffic!”

"Hahaha, why are you being so humble? Do your best. I think you have a good feel today. You will definitely win the game!”

Little Yao smiled and patted Zhang Yan's shoulder.

"We have to win. Falling in the top 16 is not in my plan! Oh right, Little Yao, are you still used to the rhythm of the NBA?”

"It's alright. I've gradually integrated into the team's system. In addition, my teammates are also very good to me!”

Zhang Yan looked at Francis, who was sitting on the sidelines.""Francis? He looks like a good person!"

"D * mn, you even know how to read physiognomy?"

Zhang Yan not only knew how to play basketball but also read faces? Little Yao was very surprised.

Actually, he didn't know how to look at physiognomy. It was purely from the perspective of a transmigrator!

However, Frances was really nice to Yao. When Yao first joined the team, he was the first to welcome him at the stadium. In order to take care of Yao, the boss of the team, he even banned the NBA's traditional prank on rookies.

Little Yao didn't understand the language, so it was Frances who explained the team's tactics to him again and again.

In order to help Little Yao integrate into life in America, Francis took him to every corner of Houston.

When the Rockets 'temporary coach, Larry Smith, scolded Yao Ming in the locker room," Why don't you f ** k charge in for me?”Francis was the first to jump up, pointing at Smith and shouting,""You only know how to blame others! All of this was caused by you! Yao Ming was doing well, we were all doing well, but you messed it all up!”

When Stoudemire roared at Yao after he completed the slam dunk, Francis was the first to rush up and stand up for him!

It had to be said that Francis was indeed a loyal teammate. It was no wonder that the majority of Chinese fans affectionately called him Boss Fu.

After a short exchange, the two exchanged numbers. Little Yao knew that it was not easy for a person to leave his hometown to play basketball abroad. Before returning to the audience, he told Zhang Yan to look for him directly if he had any difficulties in the future.

Zhang Yan nodded to indicate that it was okay and continued to warm up before the match.

After Little Yao returned to the front row of the audience, Francis pointed at Zhang Yan and smiled.""Yao, is that player your little brother from China? She looks a whole size smaller than you, and her body seems to be quite thin!”

"He's a point guard."

As soon as Little Yao finished speaking, he felt the area in front of him suddenly become quiet.

Three seconds later, Frances slowly said,""Are you kidding me? He looked to be at least 210cm tall, maybe even 213cm!”

"Didn't you just say that he's not tall enough and thin?”Little Yao looked at Francis with a smile.

“WTF! I thought he was a center forward! And the reference is you! China's moving Great Wall! You're telling me he's a point guard now? How is that possible? I can't imagine a point guard of this height playing on the court!”

Frances was so shocked that he couldn't even close his mouth. The more Little Yao looked at him, the more he wanted to laugh."Steve, you don't have to imagine. The game is about to start, and you'll be able to see his performance soon.”

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