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Chapter 145 I cant do it!

On the night after the game, Wang Zelin did not practice as usual.

It is rare to come to New York, a bustling city, and the team won the game, so it is necessary to relax properly.

After all, sports athletes are notoriously energetic, and many cases have proven this.

I have to say that the veteran driver drove really steadily and quickly. In just ten minutes' drive, Wang Zelin was taken to a luxuriously decorated private room.

When the tall and powerful Trail Blazers players entered the nightclub, they instantly became the focus of the audience.

"Everyone, drink and play as much as you like, I will pay for tonight's consumption!"

Entering the nightclub felt like going home. Batum patted his chest and acted so boldly.

Someone took the lead, and the instincts of a group of young guys were instantly released.



In the morning, I lay on the bed and opened my eyes and looked around... Fortunately, I didn't take anyone back to the hotel.

Wang Zelin began to recall what happened last night: it seemed like two people, no, it seemed like three.

Shaking his head, Wang Zelin could only confirm that the person who taught him foreign languages ​​was a white female teacher. As for a few... I really forgot.

Anyway, I had fun learning...

Regardless, I sat up and made a phone call to ask the waiter to bring breakfast, then went to take a shower.

About ten minutes later, the bell rang outside the door, and Wang Zelin had just finished washing up.

"Sir, your breakfast!"

A waitress came in with her signature smile.

On the table are two sandwiches made of whole wheat bread, two slices of pancakes, two fried eggs and a large glass of fruit juice.

"Well, put it somewhere!"

Wang Zelin was wearing a large bathrobe and waved his hand.

"...Okay, I wish you a pleasant meal!"

The waitress' face froze at first, then she left the room with a smile.

I knew it.

After Wang Zelin stepped forward to move the plate with sandwiches away, he found a note underneath.

When I opened it, I saw a series of phone numbers.

After throwing it aside casually, Wang Zelin began to enjoy breakfast.

He has seen too many things like this.

NBA players, who are high-income and energetic people, cannot avoid being disturbed by flesh-and-blood business.

Fortunately, Wang Zelin had already received the true story from Batum and others, and knew the principle of "boys must protect themselves outside".



Outside the door, the waiter just stood there for a while, waiting for the phone to ring, and finally left dejectedly.



After breakfast, I went to the hotel’s weight room to practice for a few hours when Wang Zelin’s phone rang.

"Wang, come down and gather, we are going to Toronto."

Assistant coach David Vanderpool's voice came from the other end of the phone.

"I'm in the weight room, just give me a few minutes to take a shower."

Wang Zelin replied and hung up the phone.

Hotel Lobby.

"David, what did the king say?"

Coach Terry was obviously in a bad mood and his tone was a little solemn.

"Wang said he was training in the weight room, which was in line with what the front desk told us. Unexpectedly, he was still working as hard as before. We must have wronged him."

exclaimed David Vanderpool.

The Trail Blazers have a back-to-back game today. Although the opponent is the little-known Raptors, Coach Terry has repeatedly asked the players to be strict with themselves and not go out to nightclubs and other places.

When they got up early in the morning to check the ward, the coaching staff still found that some players were out, and many players even came down to gather with dark circles under their eyes.

This made Coach Terry a little worried that a proud soldier would be defeated. No wonder he looked bad.

Fortunately, Wang Zelin remembered his words and did not go out, which made him feel a little relieved.



Pre-game meeting.

"Wang, you will be the main attacker tonight. We met the Raptors last time, and their inside line couldn't stop you."

After arriving in Toronto at 4 p.m., coach Terry laid out pre-game tactics.

Looking at the players next to him who were mostly like chickens, Coach Terry was furious.

"I told you back to back not to go out and wander around, but you didn't listen."

"Coach, don't worry, even with the weak Raptors, I can beat the opponent with one hand."

The Trail Blazers players obviously don't take tonight's opponent, the Raptors, seriously.

Coach Terry felt a little helpless, as what he was most worried about happened.

Arrogant soldiers will be defeated!

The Trail Blazers' record this season can be said to be very good, far exceeding the team management's indicators. With so many praises from inside and outside, it is normal for young people to take the lead. I thought about it for a moment.

After the Dragons had 15 wins and 19 losses, the 11th record in the Eastern Conference, he felt a little relieved.

"It shouldn't be a big problem if we beat the Raptors!"

Coach Terry thought so.



One side is third in the Western Conference, and the other is 11th. In people's eyes, the outcome of this game has already been decided.

However, the situation exceeded everyone's expectations.

On the Trail Blazers' side, the offensive efficiency of the lineup was average, but the opposite Raptors had a explosive start.

Just like the team name, I really became a Raptor for once.

A poor start caused the Trail Blazers to be restrained everywhere. After several rounds, only Wang Zelin made a make-up dunk and scored the only sports game score.

After one session, the other four people behaved abnormally.

Aldridge, who has always been steady, made 0 of 3 shots and scored 4 points on free throws.

Lillard scored 5 points on 2 of 5 shots and 1 of 2 free throws.

Neither Matthews nor Batum scored.

Wang Zelin didn't stretch his hips as much as his teammates, but he was far from going berserk. It can only be said that he played at his normal level.

7 points and 3 rebounds!



The battle begins in the next quarter.

The melancholy male god DeRozan obviously took a shot tonight, and he contributed a wonderful dunk from the start.

Wang Zelin was reduced to a backdrop.

"DeMar DeRozan's breakthrough dunk, he performed so well tonight!!!"

"OMG! DeMar jumped too high, he dunked on No. 36 on the opposite side!!!"

The home commentator couldn't help shouting.

Dunking is always the most exciting style of play on the court, not to mention individual dunks with even more visual effects.

After landing, DeRozan, who had always been depressed, couldn't help but beat his chest and let out his own Dragon King roar to the surroundings.

Tonight, DeRozan was very much like his idol Kobe Bryant. He made mid-range shots one after another and scored consecutive goals.

Later, coach Terry ordered the players on the court to focus on him and even double-teamed him.

But still to no avail.

CIC!

CIC!!

Still a CIC!!!

DeRozan used this traditional skill to defeat all the players on the Trail Blazers' 2nd and 3rd position lines.

At the end of the half, Batum, who had declined due to some off-field reasons, was completely defeated.

He even suspected for a time that the player facing him was not DeRozan, but the old blacksmith No. 24 from the West Coast.

During the halftime break, faced with Coach Terry’s accusation, Batum just wanted to reply, “I can’t do that!”


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