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Restless Youth 007: That Shadow in the Morning

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    Mid-July, Cleveland, Chuyahoga Community College.

    The old coach Carl looked at the two people opposite him, grinning from ear to ear¡ªhis good friend Oakley came over with new tea.

    "Charles, tell me, how many elbows can this kid hit you?" Old Carl knew that the people he brought with Oakley might not be able to shoot, they might not be able to dribble, and they might have to rely on their hair to fill up their height.

    But definitely hard enough!

    "Why hit me with elbows? I have to eat his elbows." Oakley said, opening his clothes, showing a few bruises on his chest.

    Li Ang on the side scratched his head embarrassingly, there was nothing he could do, after all, he was a professional fighter in his previous life, and sometimes this conditioned reflex couldn't be controlled.

    Whenever someone approaches, we want to elbow.  If we are stupid, we will beat people.

    Fortunately, Da Ben didn't come, because my brother had more bruises and was beaten even worse by Li Ang.

    Arriving at the Oakley training camp this summer, Big Ben originally wanted to break through his shooting.

    As a result, after more than a month of practice, Daben's improvement in shooting can almost be described as being quite stable.

    He feels that his biggest gain this summer is that he has built a thick layer of armor under the superb elbow technique of his younger brother.

    "And let me tell you, Li is not the same as Big Ben.

    That kid, Big Ben, is really the one who didn't score.  But Li Ang, his touch around the basket is very soft.

    I have already thought out the tactics for next season for you, pull one side and hit him with the back, let him sit and it's over.

    Li Ang's finishing at the basket is the best I have ever seen among children of this age!  "

    Li Ang scratched his head embarrassingly, no more.  It's not so much that he feels good at the basket, it's better to say that our old Li's butt is really good.

    Don't tell me, this stuff is really hereditary.  Don't you see the butt of Sir Ba's daughter, it is also very playable.

    Oakley flattered and made Carl very excited.

    When Oakley sent Big Ben to play with him, he helped the team win the league championship.

    Now that another one is more powerful than Big Ben, why not take off again?

    "What position does he play?"

    "Power Forward!"

    "Shooting guard!"

    Oakley and Leon answered at the same time, but they gave two different answers.

    "Oh, that's right. Li Ang is a Jordan fan. You know, young people nowadays like players like Michael.

    But I think his ability is more suitable for playing power forward.

    It doesn't matter what position he plays, Li Ang can play any position, really.  It's not me bragging, as long as you give an order, the opponent's coach will dare to fight!  "

    Carl: ?¡­

    The co-author Ning said "any position can play" means this

    Okay, I'll go buy an insurance first.

    "Okay, then my team welcomes Li Ang!" Old Carl stood up and was about to shake hands with Li Ang, but was stopped by Oakley.

    "Hey, anything is welcome. Such a strong player, I will give it to you if I say it?

    There are conditions for Li Ang to come to play with you, you have to exchange things!  "The Oakley thief laughed.

    Old Carl sat back. He knew that Oakley had this skill, so he had already prepared his speech: "Hey, we are poor and don't even have a wife. If I have a wife, I will give you my wife for Leon."

    "Come on, your wife doesn't know which mother-in-law is in the belly. Besides, what kind of golden branches and jade leaves are worth our Li Ang.

    I don't want anything else, you have to implement the car wash business in the school parking lot.  "

    In addition to playing basketball, Oakley's biggest business is his chain of car washes.

    "Ham, what am I supposed to do. I'll tell the principal tomorrow, what a big deal."

    Seeing the two foul-smelling men reach a PY deal, Li Ang was extremely disgusted.

    Bah!  Damn capitalism!

    In the afternoon, Oakley left the school, saying that he would go to Atlanta for a few days while he still had time, pay close attention to his physical fitness, and hand over Li Ang to Old Carl.

    Old Carl was Oakley's teammate in middle school. His physical talent is not as good as Oakley's, and he can't play professional basketball.

    So after graduating from college, I found a coaching job at a local community college in Cleveland.

    Oakley took advantage of this relationship to put Da Ben here, and now it's Li Ang's turn.

    Leep; Li Ang was stunned.

    Although this person is not very tall, but with his speed and jumping, one can tell at a glance that he is definitely not an ordinary person.

    Although in the beautiful country, if you are black, you can rap, and if you are black, you can play basketball.

    However, such good athletic ability is definitely a minority.

    "Could it be that this person is really my teammate?" Li Ang continued to approach curiously, this NJCAA is really Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon.

    Li Ang walked around the barbed wire fence and walked into the basketball hall. The short man inside also stopped what he was doing and looked at Li Ang.

    "Asian peoplego away, I don't play with weak chickens. Hey, boy, are you a student from Chuyahoga? Know anyone from the basketball team? Let them come to me." Shorty  Said arrogantly.

    "wipe"

    Li Ang clenched his fists, and his temper suddenly came up.

    Do you believe that I can hit you from 1.8 meters to 1.7 meters with one punch?  No, hit the field!

    "You don't need to look for it, I belong to the basketball team." Li Ang patted his chest, and after carefully looking at the other person's appearance, he felt a little familiar.

    "Pfft, you? The basketball team? I don't have time to joke with you. You can go."

    "Do you like to listen to things that don't please you? I just read it, and your jumping is good, but your body is too thin. You can't withstand my shock like this." Li Ang didn't leave, but he wanted to educate this ignorant person.  dwarf.

    "Haha, are you provoking me? Want to have a one-on-one with me? Then come on, I'll give you a chance."

    The dwarf said, passed the ball to Li Ang, and then confidently hooked his fingers at Li Ang.

    Good guy, he is not tall, but he is quite courageous.

    Li Ang held the basketball with both hands. He wanted to shoot first, but after scoring the goal, he added: "Who is guarding me?"

    Isn't that how the pretentious plots in basketball novels are all written.

    But when he thought that he didn't have the strength, he gave up the idea.

    Hey, who said you don't need talent to pretend to be like Bird?

    This is the most innate talent!

    When Li Ang took the ball and bent down to make a breakthrough, the opponent also lowered his center of gravity and stared into his eyes. The two just looked at each other for a few seconds.

    In an instant, Li Ang finally remembered who the familiar person in front of him was.

    "Wait, brother, is your name Steve Francis?"

    Li Ang's eyes widened. This guy is really professional.
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