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Chapter 2: Los Angeles Lakers

Li Ling loves basketball, there is no doubt about this!

This love is not for no reason, but has been established since childhood, and is gradually consolidated as life grows, and ultimately indelible delusions. Otherwise, with a better choice, he would not choose to enter the physical education school to get a coaching license, nor would he be ecstatic because he was able to officially coach the team, and ended up in a drunken way.

However, compared to coaching the team, Li Ling hopes that he can play in the field, fight against each other with the NBA superstars, and enjoy the cheers and support of the audience.

It's a pity that he doesn't have that talent.

No matter how much he loves basketball, his height of 1.7 meters and his ordinary physical fitness blocked him from the beginning, and it was a joke that he could succeed as long as he worked hard. Some things depend on talent. Without talent, you don’t even have the qualification to work hard.

So, when I learned from my memory that Adrian was a pretty good basketball player, he was very excited. This was the trembling of seeing the dawn of dreams, which made him eager to test his abilities. It was on the basketball court and in the gym in the villa.

Then he was shocked!

Although there was no clear test, he could still feel the power surging out of this body. This power was not available to Adrian in the past. Adrian was still strong, but the chaos over the years had even made him overdraw his foundation in advance. His talent was not very good. He could score 30 or 40 points while playing. He was just a more outstanding among ordinary college basketball players. If he was put into the U.S. college students, he immediately became lost among the crowd. Adrian in the past never thought that he would have any development in basketball. Growing up is not a famous basketball school.

But now...

"Is this a bonus for traveling through time?" In the bathroom, Adrian cleaned his body, sweating due to a lot of exercise, and looked through the huge floor-to-ceiling mirror to see his toned body, his broad chest, his toned eight-pack abs, his thick broad back and his height of over two meters. He is completely different from the short and fat self in his memory, and the slender and pale self in his memory who often has excessive wine.

"God, Buddha, Virgin Mary, Allah. Whoever brought me here, I thank you." The smile on the corner of Adrian's mouth became more and more obvious.

"Now, most importantly, enter the nba!"

A unique silver-gray se Ford sedan parked on the side of the road. Adrian got out of the car, threw a coin into the timer, sorted out his exquisite handmade suit and stepped into the Staples Center.

The NBA draft has ended and the new season has not yet begun. But for the rookies and the wandering players who hope to win a contract from a team with a lack of soldiers and enter the NBA, their game has just begun.

Adrian is also one of them.

Before he traveled through time, the 2006 NBA draft had already ended in a hustle and bustle. As a recognized young year of the draft, the 2006 draft did not cause much exclamation. In fact, this year's rookies are indeed rare in the future. Except for Aldridge, Brandon Roy and Rajon Rondo, others are either named a plagiarist, or swaying in the NBA with the flow, or simply disappearing into history.

With Adrian's urination, he will definitely not sign up for the draft, and even if he signs up, he will definitely lose the draft based on his ability and performance in college. Adrian is unwilling to go back to college and wait for the previous year to participate in the draft. After being reborn, he is now eager to enter the NBA.

With the command and help of the staff, Adrian quickly changed into jerseys and sneakers. In this draft, the Lakers had no gains in the draft. In order to exchange for the "Left-Hand Magic" first-round draft pick, he threw it out early with O'Neal and fell into the hands of the New Jersey Nets. Of course, the draft pick at that position was basically not very valuable. The second-round draft pick randomly chose a Spanish center, and then exchanged a shooting guard named Danino Pinnock, and then directly cut it.

Therefore, this training match was basically some unknown people.

In such a training match, it is absolutely impossible for you to expect NBA players to watch the game on the sidelines. They are still on vacation at the beach in Hawaii, and it is even more impossible for the head coach to sit on the sidelines to watch the game.

In fact, the person in charge of this training competition was a tall and fat white assistant coach, about forty years old, named Bob Beyes.

Here, Adrian had a little problem. When he told Bob Biers that he played the position of the point guard, Bob Biers couldn't help but look at Adrian up and down. Adrian's actual height was 2.03, which was enough to play as a small forward. He had some height advantages as a shooting guard, but he was a little too high as a point guard.

On the basketball court, height is not as high as possible. Especially for outside players, because the higher the height, the larger the gap between dribbling, the more difficult it is to dribble, and it is easier to be intercepted in official games. For the point guard position, the most suitable height is 195 cm. If you are short, you are easily beaten by your height advantage. If you are tall, the defects in ball control will be magnified.

But he didn't say anything after all, and gave Adrian a fifty-five purple se vest for him to put on. With the stroke of his pen, he arranged him as the point guard.

"Hello, my name is Adrian, Adrian Kuwaitel, the point guard here, you can also call me Ed." Walking to his own half, Adrian took the lead in reaching out to a black player of about 195 cm.

"Hello, my name is Dadani Astor." Seeing Adrian reaching out his hand to him, the man was a little surprised, but then he reacted and grabbed Adrian's hand and said, "I'm playing SG position."

"Oh, Dani." Adrian laughed: "Relax Dani, nervousness doesn't help you play. Look, they cut the guy in the draft, but they still lack a substitute in the shooting guard position. If you perform well, they will sign you."

"If this is true, that would be great." Dadani smiled, and the expression on her face relaxed a lot: "Ed, too, you are, work hard, they also lack a point guard."

"Hi, hello, my name is Adrian, you can call me Ed. We will be teammates later..."

Adrian kept talking to his teammates. He was good at speaking in his previous life, and Adrian in this life was even a sweet-mouthed playboy. The two were superimposed, and Adrian had a natural affinity with well-educated ones, so he quickly became acquainted with these temporary teammates.

Adrian's main purpose is to figure out their attack radius and offensive characteristics, and to always get some necessary information during their speech and conversation.

In 2035, in the NBA, it was an era when point guards were the king. Team basketball became the mainstream but was not a real team basketball. At that time, the difference between strong teams and weak teams was whether there was an excellent point guard in the teams of both sides who could suppress the entire team.

After more than 30 years of development, the point guard has truly become the brain and engine of the entire court. The first thing a point guard, even a qualified point guard, needs to do is to understand his teammates in the shortest time and understand his teammates' strengths and weaknesses.

Only by doing this can the point guard play further.

Adrian was only 1.7 meters tall in his previous life, and his third-class disabled height could not enter the professional league at all. Even when playing amateur games, he was often criticized for his height issues. Even in the amateur field, the only position he could compete with was the point guard. Therefore, in his spare time, he always placed himself in the position of a point guard to observe the game, and his whole life was like this.
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