Except for one person, that was Artest, who was asked by Du Kang to stand in front of Yi Jianlian and was shot by Yi Jianlian.

"Meta, don't move, stand there, raise your hands, let Yi shoot!"

Artest even cried when he heard Du Kang's instructions.

At this time, in his eyes, it was not Yi Jianlian who was voting for him, but Nowitzki who was ravaging him!

Compared to Howard, the damage is doubled!

After the four-hour training in the afternoon, Du Kang disbanded directly.

NBA players have a lot of private life on the road.

What follows is their private life, and Du Kang, the head coach, has no control over it.

However, the extremely excited Arab League returned to the court to practice shooting after Du Kang's training session was over.

As long as you work hard, you can make progress, and no professional player will let go of such an opportunity!

This is the case for Yi Jianlian.

He didn't know when the feeling of being inspired by the coach disappeared again, so he must seize this opportunity, even if he doesn't sleep!

"Meta, please wait a moment, your training today is not over yet."

Du Kang called out to Artest who wanted to leave secretly.

"It's so painful..."

Artest was really crying at this time.

It’s really hard to come to Boston, New York is right next to Boston!

At such an old age, he has won championships and made enough money, isn't it time to enjoy life?

He can’t bear to leave Los Angeles, but he also loves New York!

"Coach, I can't beat you..."

Stare~

"..."

Du Kang's narrowed eyes and malicious smile made Artest hold back his complaints once again.

"Coach, you know, I love you, hehe, hehehehe."

Artest smiled like an honest man, came to Yi Jianlian, stood at attention, took a rest, and stretched out his right hand, quite standard.

"Hahahaha..."

Seeing this scene, Howard, who also didn't go to the party but stayed to watch the fun, couldn't help laughing anymore.

Kobe’s dog used to disgust him a lot!

"Yi, great shot, keep shooting through the defender!"

After Howard finished speaking happily, he looked provocatively at Kobe, who was also practicing extra time next to him.

Did you see it?

My little brother is shooting your little brother, which means I am shooting you!

Kobe ignored Howard's provocation, looked at the miserable Artest, and said nothing.

"That's fine."

Gasol is okay, just a little distracted.

But Artest, he has long wanted to take care of it.

However, whether it was Artest or Gasol, they worked hard for his championship and made great achievements, but he couldn't do it, and he couldn't do it.

Now there is a head coach who can take care of it, and of course he supports it.

This young coach’s methods are better than those of D’Antoni, Mike Brown, and even Mayfair.

With the incident of Yi beating up Ron, a competition was held and a lot of things happened.

After the team training match just now, the coach didn't say anything, but Gasol was already trembling.

If D'Antoni suddenly recruits Gasol to support Earl Clark, it is unpopular and he hastily seek medical attention.

So even if Coach Du suddenly wants to take Gasol, no one else will have anything to say.

Even Gasol himself can't find a reason to resist.

You shed your blood with the Lakers, but it was for Phil Jackson. What does it have to do with me, Du Kang?

This kind of continuous beating against Artest and Gasol is dazzling to watch.

"If he really wants to mess with me, can I handle it?"

No wonder Howard, who prides himself on being smart, is so convinced of him.

Kobe shook his head.

I no longer thought about this impossible thing.

The sixth championship...

"I believe him!"

Kobe completely ignored the arrogant Howard next to him and started his own shooting practice.

He has already won four games.

In the next game, I will definitely not be more stubborn!

"Hopefully we can see the hope of a championship again!"

……

……

In the NBA, Kobe's shooting training is the most famous, because Kobe once said that his shooting training would take 8 hours a day to hit 1,000 goals.

Yi Jianlian, who was extremely excited today, did not learn from Kobe, not that he didn’t want to.

But time doesn’t allow it, and neither does the body.

Until 10 o'clock in the evening, Yi Jianlian shot Artest back and forth for four and a half hours.

"Ding, your player Yi Jianlian hit 500 high-quality mid-range shots in one day, unlocking the silver-level mid-range king."

After Yi Jianlian unlocked the silver-level mid-distance king, Du Kang stopped Yi Jianlian's training.

"Ah Lian, today's training ends here, thank you for your hard work."

After Du Kang stopped the Arab League, he was still a little reluctant to give up.

When Artest, who was already numb, heard Du Kang's order, his legs went weak and he collapsed to the ground.

"Being bullied by the coach is like a grandson..."

Artest stared blankly ahead.

After leaving the Pacers, he has never experienced the feeling of being bullied like a grandson.

I recall the years when I was in the Pacers and those tough teammates fell in love with each other and treated each other as grandchildren. Not to mention, I miss it very much.

After leaving the Pacers, he became famous, but apart from the championship, it was quite boring...

"I should win the championship with those grandsons..."

Artest, who was slumped on the ground, quickly shook his head.

I made enough money and won the championship.

I can just enjoy my fairy life in Los Angeles. What are those grandchildren doing if I have nothing else to do!

I'm sick!

You have feelings after being bullied, right?

But...

Compared to a weakling, a strong person who can bully him is more likeable...

"Meta, thank you for your hard work."

Looking at the hands that suddenly stretched out, and the owner of these hands...

This big devil who is not even allowed to hate, is not allowed to curse in his heart...

Looking at the still malicious smile on his face...

He actually reached out his hand in vain...

Artest

"I'm 'shocked' by everything about the team. Los Angeles is really good, and I feel a little homesick."

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To be continued...