"Derek, you be the referee, Jiang, let's get started."

Murray was very active, maybe he thought he was sure to win.

In college, Jiang Hao was willing to challenge others because he was always the winner, but now, he really has no confidence at all in a duel.

Those who are barefoot are not afraid of those who wear shoes. If they are destined to be unlucky, there is no way to stop them. Jiang Hao immediately came to the three-point line.

"start"

Following Derrick White's order, Jiang Hao and Murray quickly started shooting from the left and right sides of the arc.

As usual, Jiang Hao raised the angle of his hand as much as possible, and then threw the basketball hard. However, the moment the basketball left his hand, he felt a little weak in his heart, because he has been the same these days and even over the years.

Due to his shooting style, his shooting percentage was not very high even in training matches.

"brush"

However, what surprised Jiang Hao was that this shot actually hit.

"Well, good luck"

Without paying much attention, Jiang Hao just thought it was good luck and continued to vote.

but.

brush!

brush!

…

brush!

In two minutes, Jiang Hao took a total of 22 shots, and what is incredible is that he actually hit all 22 shots, a 100% hit rate?

Murray White and others on the side were stunned, Jiang Hao himself was also stunned, and Popovich on the second floor was also stunned.

"All hits?"

Murray swallowed hard. He definitely did not expect this result. When did Jiang Hao's three-pointers become so powerful?

No.

Maybe it's just luck.

"Jiang, you are lucky." Murray walked towards Jiang Hao, but everyone could see that there was still a hint of shock in Murray's eyes at this moment.

Jiang Hao chuckled.

To be honest, he did not expect this result, but like Murray, he also felt that this was just a result of luck.

"Maybe I should buy some lottery tickets today," Jiang Hao sighed.

"Come on, your luck is over"

Murray was obviously not convinced by the result just now.

"De Zhangtai, thank you in advance for helping me wash my training clothes."

No matter what, he finally won, and Jiang Hao was in a rare good mood.

"Jiang, if you have the guts to play another game with a three-pointer, if you beat me again, the $1,000 breakfast coupon I put in the locker room will be yours. If you lose, you will have to help me for the next week."

I wash my training clothes”

Jiang Hao didn't expect Murray to be reluctant to give up, but when he turned around and thought about it, it was normal. After all, he and Murray were both 20-year-olds, and it was normal to be competitive.

This time Murray asked to change positions. In the last game, he was on the left side of the top of the arc, and Jiang Hao was on the right side of the top of the arc. But this time, he took the initiative to occupy the right side. Maybe he felt that God was blessing this position today.

.

Jiang Hao smiled unconsciously. Things like luck don't disappear when the position changes. If he is really lucky today, then he can hit no matter where he is.

The second game started. Just like the previous game, Jiang Hao used the same action to throw the basketball.

Compared with the weakness after his first shot in the previous round, Jiang Hao felt inexplicably very confident this time.

brush!

The crisp sound of the shot made Jiang Hao's heart beat faster. For some reason, he suddenly realized that this was not just good luck.

brush!

brush

………

brush!

23 of 25 shots were taken. Although it was not a 100% hit rate, the high 92 hit rate once again exceeded everyone's expectations, including Jiang Hao himself.

Why is this happening?

Jiang Hao's whole body trembled a little. Compared to others, he experienced it more closely. He felt that this super high hit rate was really not luck, but the blessing of something he couldn't explain.

talent!

That's right, maybe only these two words can explain this kind of thing.

But, why did he suddenly have such a terrifying talent?

At this time, while Jiang Hao was meditating quietly on one side, Murray on the other side sat directly on the floor, showing an exaggerated expression of annoyance.

He regretted it a little. He was so idle. Why did he compete with Jiang Hao on three-pointers? That was a breakfast coupon worth 1,000 US dollars. Thinking about it, Murray felt distressed.

Although he signed a rookie contract with the Spurs, in fact, he is still among the poor in the league, and $1,000 is really not an insignificant number to him.

"Jiang, when did your three-point shooting become so good?"

At this time, White, who was acting as the referee, walked towards Jiang Hao and immediately started asking.

He was really surprised because no one else in the Spurs, not even Murray, knew Jiang Hao personally, because just yesterday afternoon, they were playing a game together.

And he remembered clearly that Jiang Hao's touch was not good yesterday afternoon, and he only made 1 of 4 three-pointers.

But now, how to explain this?

If Jiang Hao and Murray had only played one game, then he might think like Murray that this was just Jiang Hao's luck, but if he shoots this kind of shooting rate in two consecutive games, it's really not good.

It's just a matter of luck.

"Derek, if I told you that I didn't know why, would you believe it?"

Jiang Hao spread his hands and looked at White with a calm face.

Of course, in fact, Jiang Hao was not as calm as he appeared on the surface at the moment. For a moment, he thought of many possibilities. Maybe he really had the talent for shooting just like this.

"Bye Damn Thursday"

Dejounte Murray quickly left the training ground in disgrace, feeling that today was no longer suitable for training.

After Murray left, White also left, leaving only Jiang Hao alone and some busy staff members.

Of course, in a corner of the second floor, Popovich's figure has always stood there. He was not in a hurry to leave, but for the first time in his life, he took a closer look at this Chinese player whose name he had only known before.

"Huh? You'll know if you really try it or not?"

Jiang Hao suddenly had an idea. Since he thought it was more than just luck, why not try shooting from other positions, such as mid-range.

Jiang Hao immediately started moving again. On the right side of the paint area, this is his favorite shooting position in his career. During normal training, his shooting percentage from this position can reach 80%, which is a very good number.

I don’t know how many there will be today.

Jiang Hao quickly started shooting.

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2

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3!

Three minutes later, Jiang Hao was sure of one thing, that is, an inexplicable change had indeed occurred in him, and this change had fully improved his shooting talent.

Because his mid-range shooting percentage just now was 98! A statistic that he had never reached before.

"Old man, I think I need information about China Jiang." In a corner on the second floor, Popovich didn't know when he dialed Buford's phone.
Chapter completed!