PS：!!!!!!!!!
On the eve of the finals, Zhang Long received a reward.
[Skill Mutation System: Congratulations on leading the team to win the Western Conference finals and win the first championship!] Obtained reward, team characteristic-Iron and Steel Tough Guy
Zhang Long had just taken a shower and was holding a towel in his hand. "What do you mean?" Team characteristics?"
[Team characteristics: Iron Blood Tough Guy: 2/4 effect: The player's team's stamina consumption rate increases by 50%/83.33%, and the opponent's team's stamina consumption rate increases by 135%/225%.] Four players of the team needed to be bound. If the player transferred and left, it would be automatically released.
F * ck!
This was simply killing 1,000 enemies and losing 800 of them!
This was a trump card.
If it was on the stage of the finals, his stamina would be exhausted too quickly. Even the basketball god, Grandpa Qiao, wouldn't be able to hold on.
For an athlete, physical fitness was the biggest problem and also the most crucial.
No matter how good your physical fitness is, you have no stamina. You can't possibly play the entire 48 minutes.
Zhang Long gasped and felt a chill run down his spine.
If this team's characteristics were not good, he would also be affected.
Zhang Long gritted his teeth." What's there to be afraid of? We'll deal with whatever comes our way!" In short, I don't care who you are, just do it.”
Zhang Long changed into a clean white shirt and took a look from the bedside table. He took out a list of the team roster for the Blazers.
The list of 12 players.
Starting center: Sabonis Sr., 38.3 minutes per game, shooting 52.3%. 15 shots, 7.6 hits. 14.8 points per game (tick)
Starting Power Forward: Cliff Robson, 40.4 minutes per game, 42.1% field goal percentage. (Tick)
Starting shooting guard: Aaron McGee, 30.7 minutes per game, 32.5% field goal percentage, 6.2 points per game (tick)
Starting small forward: Harvey Grant, 34.6 minutes per game, 34.2% field goal percentage, 5.4 points per game (question mark)
Zhang Long felt a chill in his heart. The players behind him did not score more than five points per game.
His shooting percentage did not exceed 45%.
"To put it bluntly, this is simply hellish. Other than Old Sabonis, the rest of the team was still in the same lineup. Other than a little fame,"
"The other players are all blue-collar players and rotation players.”Zhang Long's eyes were burning as he smiled bitterly."There are even five or six of them.”
"Moreover, the most important thing is…All four of them were injured, and they were all fighting with injuries.”
In other words, there were hidden injuries.
Zhang Long pondered for a while and frowned. He shook his head." Forget it, forget it. I'll try my best."”
"I just hope that no one will get injured in the finals tomorrow.”
"System, bind four players to the team.”
"They are Old Sabonis." Zhang Long said in a deep voice. Cliff Robson. Aaron McGee. Zhang Long."
[Skill Mutation System: Officially binding, four players.] 24 hours.
The countdown began at 23:59.
Zhang Long looked at the virtual 3D map in front of him and muttered,""Twenty-four hours. Just in time. Tomorrow night. The finals have begun."
Just as Zhang Long was about to turn off the lights and go to sleep, an overseas call suddenly came in.
"Who is it? I don't know you." Zhang Long was a little impatient as he picked up his iPhone.
"Xiaolong. I'm your uncle, your biological uncle."
"Are you crazy?" Zhang Long snorted and retorted. Old Mother Thunder. What are you trying to do?"
"Are you trying to swindle money? You damned liar. You actually lied to me!" Zhang Long cursed mercilessly. The decibel of his voice suddenly increased.
The other party was stunned for a moment and didn't know whether to laugh or cry."Xiaolong. I'm not a liar. I'm really your uncle.”
"I'm in America right now, with the team leader of the Chinese National Basketball Team.”
Zhang Long frowned and was extremely vigilant."If you say so? How can you prove it?"
"How can you prove that you are you? How can you prove that you are from China? How can you prove that your mother is your mother?”Zhang Long asked three times.
The other party's face was full of black lines. Uncle knows that you have a grudge against our family. His parents died when he was young."
Zhang Long's anger rose as he roared,"Get lost! Your parents are dead!"
"Xiaolong. What's wrong? Who called?"
Her aunt, Zhang Qing, was wearing a nightgown and a facial mask. She ran over from the next room and stared at Zhang Long.
Zhang Long looked at his only relative and said,"Aunt. A scammer called just now. Calling him my biological uncle is really crazy.”
Little aunt Zhang Qing frowned slightly and looked at him strangely.
Could they really be the heartless man's family?
Ding!
Unexpectedly, the call came in again.
Zhang Long picked up the phone impatiently. Are you f * cking done? Is it endless?"
The other party pondered for a while and then said earnestly,"Xiaolong. I know you don't believe me. You're playing in the finals tomorrow. I'm going back to the Bulls 'home stadium to watch the game.”
"My surname is Ying. Your father's surname is Ying too.”
"Our Ying Family has been standing for two thousand years. In the military world, there are…"
"It's none of my business," Zhang Long retorted coldly. Let me tell you, when I was down and out. Only little aunt is by my side."
"Aunty is my only family in this world!”
"In the past, now, and in the future!”Zhang Long stood up abruptly and answered firmly. He hung up the phone and threw it on the pillow.
When Zhang Qing heard this, she felt extremely warm in her heart. It was like a stream of clear spring flowing into his heart, refreshing his heart.
Zhang Qing smiled sweetly and tiptoed. He rubbed Zhang Long's cheeks.
"Xiaolong. I'm really happy. Thank you.”
"Aunt Xiao," Zhang Long said, his words a little unclear. I pity you."
Little Aunt Zhang Qing smiled and laughed like a silver bell."Haha, so cute."
"Alright, sleep early. Rest well and replenish your energy. We still have to play the finals tomorrow."
"I'll go burn incense for my sister. "Tell her the good news." Zhang Qing put on her slippers, turned around and left the room.
In front of his sister's memorial tablet.
Zhang Qing held an incense stick in her hand and looked at her sister's black and white photo. She muttered to herself,"Sister." Xiaolong is promising now."
"I can play in the NBA and become a professional player. Tomorrow, he would be stepping into the finals of the basketball world for the first time.”
Zhang Qing's eyes were red and a layer of tears appeared. "Sister." Now we're in a big house in portland. Luxury villa "
"Unfortunately…You don't have the fortune."
"I hope you can bless the little dragon in the sky. Let him be healthy and not get injured.”
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