In Tim's opinion, DeRozan is already a popular NBA draft. If Li Zhe can defend, it can be said that he is a combination of offense and defense, and he is more than enough to serve as the team's starting point guard.

On the court, DeRozan bowed to dribble, and the frequency was relatively slow.

Compared to Hackett's dazzling change of hands under his crotch, this action seemed very monotonous, as if a basketball beginner was hesitating to attack in which direction, but Li Zhe was concentrating on what direction to encounter a strong enemy and did not dare to be careless at all.

Suddenly, DeRozan raised his right shoulder and took a step forward, turning sideways to break through the inside.

Li Zhe quickly met him, and after contact, he took a step back instantly, as if he had hit a large truck driving at high speed.

DeRozan got space, and he combined his hands to start a three-step layup. Facing Stephens' horizontal interception, he suddenly pulled up and jumped, and followed the ring with a one-handed buckle!

"Sure enough, any strategy is futile in the face of absolute power." Tim shook his head and sighed.

"Normal, if he can defend himself, he can directly participate in the NBA draft," Philip said.

Turning to the blue team's attack, Li Zhe dribbled the ball to the top of the arc, used Mamadu to rush to the free throw line, faced with Gibson to make up for defense, and quickly passed the ball to Stephenson, but the latter took a little slower shot, and encountered interference from DeRozan's replacement.

Seeing this, Li Zhe walked around the bottom line and ran to the bottom corner and squatted halfway. He reached out and shouted for the ball.

Stephenson passed back, Li Zhe took the ball and made a shot, tricking DeRozan into flying and blocking the block, and then gave the ball to Stephenson again, who finally seized the opportunity and scored a layup.

The Yellow Team attacked, and Li Zhe continued to defend DeRozan alone, blocked the right and left.

This is to put DeRozan into the inside and let Mamadu and Stephenson double-team together.

But DeRozan rushed to the elbow area, suddenly stopped suddenly and turned around, and directly leaned back to shoot.

Swish! The basketball is hollow into the net!

The blue team attacked, Li Zhe controlled the ball to the top of the arc, and used Mamadu to cover to get rid of Hackett and rushed to the elbow area. However, Vucevic stayed in the three-second area and did not come out, but DeRozan came up to make up for the defense.

Li Zhe retreated outside the three-point line, looked up and observed the position on the field, then passed the ball to Keith, and then accelerated to cut the basket.

DeRozan turned around and chased after him. Li Zhe stopped and ran back, returned to the three-pointer to receive the return pass from Keith, and jumped high.

The Huang team players subconsciously focused their attention on him, but the basketball fell straight and flew accurately to Case, who had slipped into the basket at some point. The latter was unpredictable and scored with a small hook.

"Strange, how did he communicate with Case?" Philip asked.

"I feel it's not communication, but Case knows that he might pass because he and Stephens had the same cooperation before, and he has successfully established an image of willing to share the ball," Tim said.

The Yellow Team attacked, Hackett crossed the ball in the frontcourt and used a cover, and Li Zhe defended DeRozan for the third time.

Normal defense is not good, and blocking the right side is not good. Anyway, he decided to turn passive into active.

The moment DeRozan raised his shoulder, he pounced on him like a tiger coming out of his cage, making a gambling steal!

But DeRozan has a very solid basic skills. He has never seen such steals a thousand times, at least a hundred times. He immediately pulled the ball sideways and made him lose. Pell clapped his hands and laughed off the court.

Then he thought that Li Zhe held back in the blink of an eye and pressed again.

DeRozan turned around, switched the ball to his left hand, rushed to the free throw line, and stopped the mid-range shot.

With a clang, the shot hits the iron,

Mamadu got the rebound, Li Zhe received the ball quickly, rushed to the three-point line and passed the ball, assisting Dwight to score a layup.

In this way, everyone in the Blue Team enjoyed the assists, and Li Zhe once again led the whole game.

Hackett had nothing to say, and Pell also put away his smile and trained to the normal pace.

Tim did not continue to watch, but walked away to make a phone call, looking very excited.

…

It was noon in a blink of an eye, and the confrontation training was over, and the players went to the locker room to take a shower.

Tim called Li Zhe to the office and the two sat down face to face.

"You're doing very well, I'll fulfill your promise and arrange for you to play as a substitute against Riverside, but you'll play more time than other point guards," Tim smiled.

Li Zhe nodded and thanked him, knowing that he wanted to praise him, but there is no free lunch in the world, so there must be some more things to do.

"With your current strength, it will definitely attract many fans at that time. You must be prepared to sign someone else's autograph."

"And I guess there will be a large number of Chinese students supporting you, even in the future, that kind of scene will appear. You will soon become a star and enjoy the treatment of Yao Min."

"In this era, popularity means having money, but being famous in the NCAA is far from enough. I think you can develop upwards and are interested in participating in the NBA draft?"

Tim went around and paved the way for a long time, and finally asked the key question.

"Of course there is." Li Zhe told the truth.

When Tim heard this, he had golden lights in his eyes, as if he saw a piece of gold lying in front of him.

"Then are you really 21 years old? I don't mean anything else. Don't get me wrong. It's just that the age of participating in the draft is very important in the NBA scouts. The difference of one year may affect several picks." Tim said anxiously.

Li Zhe nodded. Some people had previously caused many scouts to doubt the age of Chinese players, so it was normal to ask this question.

"Did you receive professional training before? Why did you participate in the team selection this year?"

"No, I just play streetball, watch games, and like to study tactics. I just came to the United States last year and was unfamiliar with it."

"This shows that you have excellent talent. I can recommend an agent for you who helped Mayo be selected in the third pick before. If you cooperate with him, you will have a chance to get a good pick. How about it?"

Tim finally expressed his purpose, Li Zhe thought for a moment and replied: "You can consider it, but I have not yet determined whether to finish my studies early. If I can play a performance that is of interest to the transfer scout in the game, it will not be too late to talk about it."

Of course, Li Zhe would not accept Tim's recommendation, because he was unhappy with the squad before, but after all, he still had to play in the team to attract attention, so he could only give up on the perfunctory first.

This is a bit black-hearted, but Tim is also considering it for the benefit, not to mention that he is strong enough to help the team.

"I understand what you mean. I know a lot of scouts. In the next game, I will invite them to watch the game on the spot. Later, I will enter the regular season. I will ask that agent to help you promote and promote." Tim rubbed his hands excitedly.

A Chinese player entered the NBA with a high pick and was definitely in vain. He had seen the ballot flying in.

…

Leaving the stadium, Li Zhe was about to go for lunch when the ringtone suddenly rang.

When I opened it, Xiao Fei sent a text message.
Chapter completed!