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Chapter 013 Contract

Chapter 013 Contract The forty-minute match came to an end soon. Kexi, who was facing off, seemed to be at a loss. At the initial speed, Liang Xiao’s roar seemed to knock off the parts of the machine, and there was no power. In the following games, Zhongke Xi felt like he was sleepwalking. His long-range shots were either off the iron or off the board, and his layups were blocked by Liang Xiao. He completely lost the momentum he had at the beginning.

Liang Xiao played more and more smoothly, and his momentum continued to burst out. In the whole match, Liang Xiao scored 14 points, 6 rebounds, 2 assists and 2 blocks. After the game, he felt like he was about to collapse. In his heart, Liang Xiao thought this was very good. It's worth it, maybe success or failure lies in this. Although his scoring didn't have many highlights, Liang Xiao correctly understood his own advantages. If he bounces well, he can grab a few more rebounds. He actually caught four of the six rebounds. Offensive rebounds, for Liang Xiao himself, this has to be said to be a good start. At the same time, he also discovered that he has many shortcomings. After a period of training at the talent training ground, he has indeed improved a lot, but I still find that in terms of physical fitness and physical strength, I really can't compare with these black muscular men.

Liang Xiao sat down on the sidelines after the game, leaning against the ball stand and drinking energy drinks. When he saw Bob coming over, he stood up and asked, "Bob, how are you, okay?"

Bob patted Liang Xiao on the shoulder and smiled, "You really didn't disappoint me. I can get ten points for your performance today. I hope you can keep up your efforts. I think that guy Mu Feng would be happy if he saw you on the first day you came to the NBA." I must be very happy with such a good performance."

"Thank you, Bob, I really appreciate your taking care of me these days."

"Liang, if you want to thank me, then you should show a better performance, so that you can show that I have a keen eye, haha... Oh, by the way, Jeff asked me to tell you just now, You go take a shower, change clothes, and go to his office. I think there will be a surprise waiting for you. I'm looking forward to your performance. I hope to see a better side of you next time I come back."

Liang Xiao looked at Bob's back disappearing at the entrance of the arena, feeling inexplicably moved in his heart. Bob was like a cornerstone in his life, giving him the strength to take off.

Arriving at the head coach's office on the second floor of the training facility, Van Gundy could be seen chatting with a stout middle-aged man behind a glass door. In the small office, there was a writing desk and two chairs for guests. The simple furnishings made Liang smile. He felt at ease, far from the grand offices in China, where the gorgeous furnishings made people feel uneasy. After knocking on the door, Van Gundy raised his head and motioned for him to come in.

"Sir, I heard Bob said you were looking for me?"

"Oh, Liang... laugh, haha, it's really hard for you to speak Chinese. This is Mr. Scott Layden, our general manager of the Knicks." Van Gundy's rare smile made Liang Xiao calm down and saw this The general manager couldn't help but feel a little ups and downs in his heart.

"Haha, if I come to the Knicks, I believe you will soon feel that Chinese is a beautiful language." Liang laughed, neither humble nor arrogant, and calmed himself down, because he knew that what followed would be either death or rebirth.

"I admire the spirit of you young people. I hope you will always have this spirit in your sports career, whether you are unknown or shining brightly, or whether you are suffering from injuries."

"Thank you for your teaching, sir."

"Just call me Jeff from now on. We Americans are not as old-fashioned as you Chinese. I recommend you to our Mr. Scott." He smiled and nodded to the fat middle-aged man sitting next to Liang Xiao.

Layden Scott, the general manager of the Knicks, received Van Gundy's recommendation over the phone. He stopped by because he had something to do, but in fact, a little-known kid didn't have to let the general manager mobilize. "Young man,

Jeff said you are very good, look at this, I believe you need it very much."

Liang Xiao took the documents pushed by Scott, the labor visa contract and the trial period contract, "Oh, that's great, I knew it, haha, you must have a discerning eye to recognize a hero."

Van Gundy looked at the young Chinese man opposite him and wondered, are all Chinese people so confident, or is he really a genius who has not yet spread his wings. "Liang, it is very good for young people to be confident, but let me remind you.

Yes, there have been many geniuses who withered before they sprouted on the soil of the NBA."

"Don't worry, there is a Chinese saying that 'don't wear that little skirt without the golden hoop', I, you can rest assured." Liang Xiao said with a smile, mixing "golden hoop" and "little skirt" in Chinese.

Two words.

"'Golden Cudgel'? 'Little Skirt'? What is this? Is there such a word in English? Why don't I know it?" Scott said the two words Liang Xiao said and his awkward accent.

, if he knew that Liang Xiao was joking, and if he understood, he would definitely be shocked on the outside and tender on the inside.

"Oh, this is a specialty of China! Specialty! It means that with these two things, everything will be solved easily." Liang Xiao felt like wiping away a cold sweat when he heard his explanation. He hurriedly picked up the pen on the table and wrote

Write your name on the contract.

Scott was still struggling with Liang Xiao’s specialty “golden cudgel” and “little skirt.” “Oh, I didn’t know there were such specialties in China. If I have a chance, I will definitely go to China to try these things.

"

Liang Xiao immediately turned to stone. Oh, the one I bought has good teeth and a good appetite. It tastes really delicious! Liang Xiao kept cursing in his heart.

What he didn't know was that Scott's trap was almost a trap, because Scott, a shrewd businessman, was thinking in his heart that he didn't expect Liang Xiao to play a major role in the road to the championship. He just heard that Houston

The Rockets got the No. 1 pick from China, and their efficiency continues to rise. If this kid from China can run on the Knicks' court, China is such a big market, and every step he takes will be visible beauty.

Knife.

After Liang Xiao signed the contract, he shook hands with Scott and bald Fan one by one. Liang Xiao saw his future in his eyes, Van Gundy saw an ungerminated seed, and Scott saw a pile of

Beautiful knife.

When I walked out of the office, I saw the group of people sweating downstairs. I took a deep breath and looked at the surrounding racks, training rooms, and coaches. Everything seemed so friendly. I have never felt so good.

.

Liang Xiao continued to devote himself to training, because Liang Xiao knew that a trial contract did not mean anything, just like the first brick was put on the Great Wall, and he also knew what kind of coach Van Gundy was.

. Under the guidance of this coach who regards defense as a sure weapon, it is impossible to be favored without good defense. No matter how good your jumping is or how talented you are, it will be in vain. Fortunately, I have seen so much in my previous life.

There were many games coached by Van Gundy, otherwise the consequences would have been unknown. Suddenly, Liang Xiao seemed to have touched a yardstick.

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