"Hot, you did a good job, you are the best player tonight." Although the last person interviewed was Brandon Costner, Phil Hubbard still had a stick in his heart.
"Well, thank you, sir." After Tang Qian's victory, there was not much excitement on his face, but the anger in his eyes was even better.
Because he himself understood that if it were not for the blessing of "Rage" tonight, it would be impossible to win this game.
So Tang Qian couldn't be happy at all.
But Phil Hubbard didn't know this. He thought it was because Tang Qian was "calm and humble", so he smiled slightly and said: "It's natural for young people to become mature, but when it's time to be happy, don't be happy."
To use the Chinese terminology, "Tension" is the way of civility and martial arts, just relax and relax."
"Well, I understand, sir." Tang Qiandi replied without much joy.
Phil Hubbard looked at Tang Qian's appearance and shook his head helplessly. He thought that all Chinese people were like this, "not shocked by honor or disgrace."
The next day, Tang Qian got up early. After warming up his whole body, he took a basketball, stood under the basket, and began to practice turning hooks one after another. He scored a hundred goals with right turning hooks.
Later, I switched to the left-turn hook. After scoring 100 goals with the left-turn hook, I switched to left-hand practice.
Bang bang bang bang bang~
Early in the morning, the Toyota Sports Center could hear the continuous sound of basketballs hitting each other.
"Oh~Tang, please, can you please be kind and don't wake me up so early in the morning!" The door behind him was pushed open, and in came Tom with a look of "I didn't wake up".
"Tom, why did you come here? This is a full fifteen minutes later than our agreed time!" Tang Qian said with some dissatisfaction after looking at the visitor.
"Sorry, sorry, it's hot. I haven't gotten up like this for a long time!"
"But you are my professional trainer. It seems our contract is not over yet, right?" Tang Qian said.
"That's true, but trainers also have human rights. It's clearly written in the contract. The working hours are eight hours a day, starting from eight o'clock in the morning. And now..." Tom looked down.
Looking at the time, he said: "It seems to be just after seven o'clock."
"This means that if I want to come, I can come. If I don't want to come, you can't blame me."
"Damn the American system!" Tang Qian cursed to himself, because he knew that the entire United States was like this. He had a very clear distinction between his working time and his personal time, and wanted to exploit it like the domestic "capitalists"
Squeezing is almost impossible.
"Tang, I heard that your team won last night. Why are you still working so hard? It's like you suffered a big defeat!"
"No, we didn't win." Tang Qian suddenly said something that made Tom very confused.
"Why? Why do you say that?" Tom asked puzzledly.
Tang Qian paused and said dryly: "There is no reason."
"While everyone is not here yet, you can spar with me first. I urgently feel that my offense needs to be improved."
"okokok, you are the employer, and the employer is God!" Tom complained in an American style, and then joined Tang Qian's "morning training package".
About an hour later, the Los Angeles Defenders players began to arrive at the Toyota Sports Center one after another. Seeing everyone talking and laughing, it was obvious that yesterday's victory made them feel very happy.
The mood is beautiful.
"Hey, you yellow guy, you came to training so early? What a stupid bird to fly first, hahahaha!" The speaker was yesterday's best player in the game, Brandon Costner.
"Costner, my name is Tang Qian, please call me by my given name from now on." Tang Qian didn't even look at the other person, and was still practicing inside attack with Tom.
"Hey, the yellow man dares to talk back? It seems that the battle yesterday made your confidence soar." Brandon Costner thought that Tang Qian would remain silent like last time.
And how did he know that Tang Qian was in a good mood last time, so he didn't bother to argue with him, but today, hey, it was obviously not that good.
"Please call my name, Costner." Tang Qian said while still practicing.
"Yellow Monkey, what's your attitude? How do I, Uncle Brandon, want to call you? Do you still need to teach me???"
"Costner, are you a mole? If not, please don't ask me to repeat what I just said." Tang Qian said with a frontal hook.
Snapped.
Basketball hits the board into the basket.
"Mole? Mole? What do you mean by that?" Brandon Costner obviously had some "shallow knowledge", so he didn't know the explanation of Tang Qian's metaphor at all.
At this time, Manny Harris, who was standing next to him, said: "Brandon, a mole is an animal with degenerated ears that are almost invisible, so what he means is..."
Listening to the explanation from Harris next to him, Brandon Costner "suddenly understood", oh, no, he was "suddenly furious" and said: "Slopehead! Bullshit! You dare to scold me?"
"Slopehead? Just your word is enough reason for me to scold you, big guy." Tang Qian said as he still shot the basketball without saltiness.
"Fuck! Do you want to challenge me???" Brandon Costner rolled up his sleeves and looked at Tang Qian and said fiercely.
"Challenge? nonono." Tang Qian shook his head and said softly: "Your word is not accurate."
"What?" Brandon Costner was stunned and said, "What's inaccurate?"
"The word "challenge" is used only by the strong against the weak. Did you learn English words from your physical education teacher?"
"What does the strong use against the weak?" Although Brandon Costner's muscles have been well trained, his brain has not been trained at all, as if he is on par with a newborn baby.
Manny Harris beside him couldn't stand it anymore and couldn't help but give a kind reminder in Brandon's ear.
"Fuck.k! You dare to tease me, you brat?" Brandon Costner, who "suddenly realized" said angrily again.
"I'm just telling a fact, why not tease him?" Tang Qian said casually.
However, the more Tang Qian acted like this, the calmer he looked, the angrier Brandon Costner became.
"Fuck! Yellow-skinned monkey, it seems that yesterday's victory has gone to your head. How dare you speak to me like this! If I don't teach you a lesson today, how can you convince the public???"
Looking at the "angry" Brandon Costner, Tang Qian didn't hold back and said directly: "How do you want to teach me a lesson? Basketball? Or fight? I'll let you choose. Anyway, I'm not in a good mood today.
Just in time to practice with you."
"Wha, what??? Yellow-skinned monkey, you are playing Dafa today! Today, Brandon and you, we have to fight to win!!!"
"Stop talking nonsense! I just said it, basketball or fighting, it's up to you!" Tang Qian said without any politeness.
"Aha, needless to say, it must be..." Just when Brandon Costner was about to choose a fight, Manny Harris and the other people beside him looked at each other, and then whispered
: "Brandon, don't rush to choose yet. I asked Mr. Hubbard yesterday, and Mr. Hubbard said that hot money comes from..."
"Where did it come from? Could it be that it came from an alien planet?" Brandon looked at everyone and said with a frown.
"That's not the case."
"What is that? Don't hesitate!" Brandon Costner was a little unhappy because he felt that the people around him were losing his "face".
"It's from China." Manny Harris replied slowly.
"From China? So what... uh..." Brandon Costner finally understood something and quickly whispered: "Really from China? Bruce Lee's China?"
"Well, it's absolutely true, Brandon." Harris and the others nodded in unison.
"Then..." Brandon Costner glanced at Tang Qian secretly, and then lowered his voice and said, "Do you think... he can... kung fu?"
"Oh, I'm sorry, Brandon, it's always difficult for Chinese people to see the difference, but I think this guy's behavior is too abnormal and too calm. There must be something wrong with it." Harris was quite "enigmatic."
He speculated.
After hearing this, Brandon Costner looked at Kareem Rush again and asked: "Kareem, you have seen Chinese Kung Fu before. Do you think this kid looks like him?"
Kareem Rush was asked by Brandon and felt a little bitter in his mouth because this was something he didn't want to be mentioned deep down in his heart. About two years ago, he was raped by an undersized man in a bar.
The six-foot man was beaten. He was beaten so hard that he fell to the ground. He couldn't recover for a week. Later, when I asked about it, I found out that the "little man" was a Chinese, and
He was a Chinese who knew Chinese Kung Fu. From then on, Karim Rush never went to that bar again, and even threw away his unfinished membership card.
"I, I don't know, or maybe... m, maybe... Manny is right, it's hard for Chinese people to see the difference between shades." Karim Rush's vague words made the original person even more confused.
The tense atmosphere became even more uneasy.
"How's it going? Have you decided?" Tang Qian saw that Brandon Costner didn't reply for a long time, so he couldn't help but urge.
Judging from his "confident" appearance, could he really be... No, I can't fall into the trap. If I really get beaten in front of so many people, then I will be screwed in this team.
Brandon Costner "thought about it" and finally choked out a sentence from his mouth, saying: "Is there any need to say it, Chinese, this is a basketball court, of course we have to use basketball to solve the problem
!”
Brandon Costner seemed to have "awe-inspiring words".
"Okay, then let's have a one-on-one bullfight." Tang Qian agreed without hesitation.
"Wait a minute, Chinese, since we are all center forwards, then the rules of bullfighting may have to be changed," said Brandon Costner.
"Change? Okay, how do you want to change it?" Tang Qian replied.
"It's very simple, allow a second attack."
"Allow second offense? You mean, one ball has multiple offensive opportunities, right?"
"Yes, after all, we are all centers, so we have to use the center's method to solve the problem. We can't grab rebounds and can't attack twice. It really cannot reflect the value of being an inside pillar. What do you think, do you agree?" Bran
Den Costner Road.
"No problem, I agree." Tang Qian glanced at Brandon Costner and nodded.
"Well, no matter what the outcome is later, if you are a real man, don't regret it!" Brandon Costner saw Tang Qian agreeing to him without thinking, and a hint of joy flashed in his eyes, because he knew that this so-called
The "new rules" are really beneficial to him.
Hehe, Chinese boy, I, Uncle Brandon, ranked tenth in the NBDL rebounding list last year. If you compete with me in rebounding, you will definitely lose! I must teach you a lesson!!!
"Okay, Tom, you will be the referee, let's get started right now." Tang Qian said completely relaxed.
"Tang, do you want to think about it again? This 'new rule' proposed by Brandon Costner is obviously not normal." Tom approached Tang Qian and reminded him in a low voice.
"It doesn't matter. Didn't he just want to rely on the advantage of rebounding? He will definitely regret it." As Tang Qian spoke, the confidence in his words was evident.
"Come on, Brandon, show this Oriental boy some color!"
"Yes, yes, Brandon, teach him a lesson!"
"Brandon, if you lose, retract your balls into your eyes so that you don't lose the face of us white people!"
Watching the fun and making noise is a common problem in every country, even the United States, the most developed country in the world, is no exception.
"Tang, are you okay? Brandon Costner is not easy to mess with!" Travis Hyman, who has the best relationship with Tang Qian in the team, whispered.
"Well, Travis, don't worry, just sit back and watch me kick his ass." Tang Qian smiled and said lightly.
"Chinese, I see you agreed easily. I, Brandon, will not bully you, so I will let you attack first." Brandon Costner said in a pretentious manner.
"Okay, in this case, I will be disrespectful."
Beep~
Tom blew the whistle to start the game, Tang Qian and Brandon Costner, and the bullfight began.
Tang Qian has carefully analyzed Brandon Costner's technical characteristics. After all, he doesn't want to be a substitute all the time. If he doesn't want to be a substitute, he can only replace the person above him and let others be the substitute. Basketball is competitive.
It is normal for sports to have such a cruel side. So as soon as Tang Qian came to the Los Angeles Defenders, he watched Brandon Costner's information and videos dozens of times.
Brandon Costner has mediocre offensive ability and basically no outside basket, but he has a strong physique and can rely on his strong physique to compete for favorable positions and grab front and rear rebounds.
Compared with Tang Qian's "knowledge", Brandon Costner has basically never touched Tang Qian's details. All he knows is that Tang Qian "performed well in the last game". As for the rest,
, nothing at all.
This one-on-one bullfight started under such circumstances.
PS: I didn’t expect that some book friends with sharp eyes could actually discover that the members of the Defenders are real and not fabricated by Xiao Zi. Xiao Zi is really impressed by this~
By the way, there is another chapter tonight, thank you all for your support and support~~~