After the game, Wang Hao immediately took Omei to the "Huang Family Bistro" in Hollywood for dinner, and also brought two tickets to the finals for Huang Jinxiang and his father, Huang.

"Brother Huang, the NCAA is about to end. After the finals, I may get busy. I have a teammate who is also studying economics. I can let him join our team when the time comes. I also want to set up my own economic company in the future.

." After a few chats, Wang Hao turned the topic to his upcoming career.

"Okay, don't worry, we will sign a contract after the finals. Don't worry, the price will definitely be the lowest standard. Then we will start building momentum for your draft. It is best to get a sneaker contract like James, then you will be prosperous, haha."

. Huang Jinxiang was very happy when he thought that he was about to become a professional agent, and he couldn't help but express all his thoughts.

"No, in the first year, we will not consider the sneaker contract. We will sign some small short-term contracts first. As for the sneaker contract, I think someone will come to me with a lot of dollars to ask for it in my second season." I was not impressed.

"James style sneaker contract" Wang Hao, covering his eyes, said calmly.

"Hey! You still have one final to play. Can you stop talking about this now? We are here to eat." O'Mei, who couldn't get in the conversation, quickly interrupted the two of them from daydreaming.

If you can’t tell from this, Aomei is a little unhappy, and Wang Hao is not worthy of being a senior licker.

"We will discuss the specifics after the game. Today I will tell you first so that you can make preparations and come for dinner. These are two tickets for the final, for you and Uncle Huang." Wang Hao terminated after giving away the tickets.

this conversation.

Huang Jinxiang wisely took the ticket and left.

Wang Hao fed him food, handed him water, and told various jokes. He used all kinds of routines and finally made Aomei laugh. Looking at Aomei whose smile returned to his face, Wang Hao felt deeply relieved.

He didn't want to leave the impression in Omei's mind that she didn't care about her family while working.

"The opponent in the final is the Florida Gators." Looking at the information on his phone, Wang Hao told Omei.

"Is your opponent very powerful? Is he more powerful than you?" Aomei asked with concern.

"The Gators with Al Horford are strong, but they are definitely not as good as me. Your future husband is the best." He said to Omei narcissistically but without losing his grace.

"Go, who said I want to marry you in the future, narcissist." Although Aomei said no, the smile on her face really betrayed her inner thoughts.

"Really?" Wang Hao took Aomei into his arms and asked with a smirk.

"I hate it. We have a competition the day after tomorrow. Hurry up and go home for training." The extremely shy Aomei stopped Wang Hao from wanting to have a kiss on the street.

Wang Hao also gave up the idea of ​​teasing O'Mei after hearing O'Mei mentioned about the competition. After all, it's not like that on the street, and O'Mei made a special trip to watch the game, just in case she accidentally loses.

"Okay, let's go home and I'll practice, and you pray at home that I win." Wang Hao said.

"Okay, let's go home."

"Boy, did you have fun playing with O'Mei?" Wang Hao, who had just arrived home, was asked by Kobe with a bad look on his face.

"What do you think? It's more fun than looking at your stinky face." Wang Hao responded mercilessly.

"It seems that long-term victory has made you lose your ambition. Didn't you find any problems in today's game?" Kobe asked.

"Didn't we win? Although the Tigers in the middle gave me some trouble, didn't I solve it?" Wang Hao, who really didn't notice the problem, answered honestly.

"Let's go to the ball court." After saying that, Kobe took the lead and walked out.

"It seems this old man is serious."

"Guard me, kid." Kobe spit out two words coldly and started to attack.

Kobe continuously used his post-up skills combined with fadeaway jumpers to score several goals, and then Kobe stopped the bullfight between the two.

"Do you know what your problem is?" Kobe asked.

"Not good at defense? Or..." Wang Hao said in a tentative tone, and quickly changed when he saw that Kobe's expression was not right.

"You, hey! Forget it, I thought you could figure it out on your own. Your problem is that you don't have a specific offensive method that can guarantee the continuation of your firepower, or that you lack a unique trick. Understand? If today

If you had the same back-up skills as me in a game, you would be able to kill everyone from your position and the opponent would not dare to double-team you so unscrupulously." Kobe patiently explained.

"You mean you want to teach me your signature fadeaway shots and back-up skills?" Wang Hao asked hopefully.

"Shit, is your body suitable for this kind of shooting? How many jumpers can hit you if you stand up? How long will it take you to learn the back-up technique if I teach you now?" Wang Hao's retarded reply made Kobe angry.

He roared crazily. He kept telling himself in his mind, "You can't beat to death the ones you chose and the ones you raised."

"Then what's the use of talking to me so much?" Wang Hao, who looked back and lost interest when he heard it was not picturesque.

"Boy, mine may not be suitable for you. What is really suitable for you is just that you haven't discovered it yet. Think about it, who did you think of when you took a few step-back shots today?" Kobe said in a persuasive way.

"Like who? No one regards this as a conventional weapon." Wang Hao, who racked his brains and had no idea, could only admit the fact that he was ignorant.

"Idiot, you're going to piss me off. It's true that they are not used as conventional weapons, but they are similar. Forget it, let me tell you, you can learn from Dirk's shooting style, that kind of independent golden rooster. You two have quite the same characteristics.

Yes, you are very tall, have a soft touch and can shoot accurately, and you have a physical advantage that Dirk can't match. Think about it when you use the Golden Rooster to stand alone on the court, who can guard you?". By Wang Hao

Kobe, who was mentally defeated, quickly said it, fearing that Wang Hao would say some wise words that would make him angry and cause cerebral hemorrhage.

"But will he teach me?" The second grader replied as always.

"I can teach you, look, the key to independent Golden Rooster is actually very simple, but this method is not suitable for small players, and there are very few big players who have Dirk's touch and rarely shoot from long range, so this

Only Dirk can use this technique."

"Watch..." Kobe started to demonstrate the ball.

"When you shoot, the leg you stretch out is not to kick people. It's mainly to adjust your balance. Look, like this. Then when you shoot, your body tilts back, and then you shoot. Come and try it." Kobe, who demonstrated once, handed the ball to

Wang Hao.

Kobe acted as Wang Hao's sparring partner and stood behind him. Wang Hao took the ball and started practicing.

"No, use the pivot foot to support it."

"Yes, adjust the arc."

"Don't jump so high, aren't you afraid that I will step on you?"

Whenever it comes to basketball, Kobe is extremely serious and points out Wang Hao's shortcomings every time, making Wang Hao, who thought he was successful every time, dejected.

Practicing again and again, correcting again and again, Wang Hao finally roughly mastered this skill near 11 o'clock in the evening. In fact, it is mainly due to the system. The shooting abilities given to Wang Hao by the system include various

Shooting skills, such as pull-up jump shots, pull-up shots, step-back shots, and the golden rooster independence of the veteran, but Wang Hao never thought about it before, and no one taught him, so he forgot about it. Now.

Under Kobe's training, Wang Hao quickly mastered this shooting technique.
Chapter completed!