The 23rd Planet No. 1 Shooter

After the staff arrived, the team members in the training camp gathered to meet the head coach.

Rick Claire looks only in his early forties. Xie Hou heard that he was an NBA player once, but he was not very talented and liked to study tactics. So he played for five years and played with Green Kai in the 1980s and chose to retire and join the coaching staff as an assistant coach when he was 30 years old.

It is not something that can be a teaching assistant just by wanting it. You must first prove that you have the diamond before someone is willing to give you porcelain work (those who cannot do the work of stretching and retracting but envious of male actors, please read this paragraph ten times and then jump down).

Claire is definitely a young and promising young coach. Including the upcoming new season, this is just his third season in coaching the NBA. He coached in Detroit in the first two seasons. As a rookie coach, he successfully combined the Pistons and created an iron barrel formation based on their own characteristics.

Claire is a great achievement in the Pistons' defense today. Unfortunately, Claire lacks experience and is good at management and operation, but lacks in strategy during wartime. Sometimes he trusts the system too much, but there is less change. It can be said that his ability to adapt is average, but there is no perfect head coach in the world.

Because he was unable to lead the Pistons to achieve higher achievements, this young and promising rookie coach broke up peacefully with his boss after only two years of working at the Pistons.

Just now, Bird returns to the Pacers as Operations Director. Thomas, a loser, will bring a team with the potential to dominate the Eastern Conference into the playoffs. They have private enemies, both public and private, and are sorry for Big Bird's reputation even if they don't send the Smiling Assassin out of Indiana.

After Thomas left, Bird set his mind on his former teammate who was young and promising (40 years old is the golden age for the head coach).

Claire just lost his job and accepted Bird's olive branch without hesitation.

The new season has not yet begun, but the fans of Inn City have high expectations for the team.

50 wins to at least the second round.

These are things that Thomas did not accomplish while in office.

"It seems that there are many newcomers this year?" Claire wore simple dark sports short sleeves and shorts. His hair was neither long nor short, with short bangs that were tilted to the right, and his linen hairstyle made him look particularly fashionable.

Claire said, "Please introduce yourself to me."

Veterans don’t need to introduce themselves, the focus is on those newcomers, especially those who have signed contracts.

There are only three players who meet this criteria.

Shehou, Papalucas and James Jones.

Jones first stood up and introduced himself.

According to the theory that Big Head always puts the latter, Xie Hou gently pushed the Greeks out, so he, the big boss, naturally became the last person to introduce himself.

Papalucas only reported his name and then stepped back. He was not a prominent person in life, and it was the opposite of him on the court.

Xie Hou is different. He is consistent on and off the court and never changes.

Xie Hou originally wanted to report a large number of dishes like the Mother of Dragons - for example: I, the young King Arthur, the actual ruler of European basketball, the greatest player in the history of the Champions League, Louis XI of the new century, the omnipotent spider, the glorious brilliant emperor star, I can play four positions, my favorite number one position, I will lead you to x O'Brien Cup...

Xie Hou thought this self-introduction was too long-winded, so he wisely omitted it: "My name is Xie Hou, you can call me Arthur."

Similarly, he didn't talk much nonsense.

Although he is a person who is quite prone to judge the situation, he still has the ability to judge the situation. Now it is not the time to show off, and the old bird's attention is all on them.

"Okay, let's train as you are used to. There is no competition today. The training camp is just beginning. I need you to relax as much as possible."

The subtext Xie Hou heard was that everything will not be easy from tomorrow.

"Rookie!"

A tough voice came from a distance, and since Xie Hou, Papalucas and Jones were standing together, they didn't know who the old bird was calling.

Jones' mature licking dog immediately stepped forward: "Reggie, we are all rookies, which one do you need to serve you?"

"I've had enough of you niggers, just him!" Reggie pointed to the innocent Xie Hou.

Xie Hou thought that a super newbie like him would not be troubled by the old bird, but the old man who was the most harsh and hardworking in Kirilianko came up and asked him for trouble.

Since Miller and Jones are both niggers and they are no different, the Pacers' No. 1 star in history will not cause sensitive racial discrimination disputes because of that inappropriate derogatory title.

"Have you ever played a shooting game?" Miller asked.

Xie Hou said complacently: "When I was in the CSKA, I was a shooting star in the team."

"So if I compete with you in a three-pointer game, it's not considered bullying you? After all, you are the shooting star." Miller's tone was particularly friendly, and Xie Hou always felt something was wrong.

Xie Hou got a vaccination in advance: "That... I haven't adapted to the NBA's three-point line."

"Then what are you bragging to me here?" Miller suddenly became rough, "Shot Star? European-level shooting star is just a piece of shit in this league!"

Maybe this irritable old man is really a bit extraordinary, but before he completely defeated Xie Hou, he could not get the latter's affirmation.

Then, the game begins.

The limit is 200 goals, whoever shoots first will win.

Xie Hou took action first, and every time he took action, he would hear Miller's trash words.

After three consecutive shots, he hit the iron.

"Please, old captain." Xie Hou increased the pronunciation of "old".

Miller sneered, and took the ball and made a move. A weird (ugly) three-pointer flew out of his palm. Although his posture was ugly, his accuracy was first-class.

This is the most standard goal.

The ball flew very high and fell straight into the center of the basket, making people unable to find any problems.

"Send the ball first and then go dazed!" Miller said provocatively.

"Do you really think I'm dazed because you scored a goal?" Xie Hou picked up the ball on the ground and muttered, "I was thinking just now that such a slutty shooting posture actually appeared on a tough player like you. This world is really full of contradictions that are hard to see."

After saying that, he passed the ball and Miller hit it again.

"Is that so? Then I want to ask, do you have brothers and sisters in your family?"

After saying that, he threw in again.

If he was trying to divert Xie Hou's attention, he did a great job.

"Yes, but I'm the boss."

"Your sister and brother are so pitiful."

"What are you talking nonsense?" Xie Hou considered himself the most caring family member in the world.

Miller took the ball, slapped a few times and said, "My pose looks like a woman because it is a woman's shooting posture. The person who taught me to shoot is my sister."

"oh..."

"But I'm not ashamed of it." Miller said proudly. "My sister is a great female basketball player. In my eyes, she is Michael Jordan among women."

After saying that, he scored the fourth goal again.

"The sad thing is your younger brother and sister. How can you be so embarrassed to teach them in the future if you shoot like this?" Miller's words angered Xie Hou.

Xie Hou began to try his best to interfere with Miller, and all kinds of things emerged one after another.

After Miller scored 20 goals in a row, he copied a famous joke by Larry Bird in public: "Idiot rookie, I am the number one shooter in the world of xx. Are you talking about xx here! Do you think you are using this to do this?"

After saying that, he threw another goal.

This kind of gameplay that will spew out trash every time a goal is scored 44 times in a row, and he finally missed the ball.

"Do you think I feel bad? I did it on purpose. In the United States, 44 is a bad number!" Miller made a remark.

Xie Hou really wanted to tell him where 44 is a bad number.

When he played in Europe, his three-point shooting percentage was only over 30%. He was a shooter who dared not let him go easily and had a certain threat.

But when it comes to NBA, everything needs to be adapted again.

Miller's trash words did put a lot of pressure on him. If this was a game, he could give up the three-pointer and use other methods to get back his face. However, here, in front of all the active players on this planet who have the most accurate three-pointers (he is still a bastard who sprays feces all over the mouth), his three-pointer is really embarrassing.

The huge psychological pressure made Xie Hou shoot a goal that made Miller laugh all day long.

Xie Hou made a three-no-touch shot, and the ball flew straight to Miller at the basket.

Miller caught the ball and laughed: "Do you want to knock me out with this ball and win the game? Can you really make me laugh!"

Xie Hou's face turned red on the spot.

"It's true that it's the boss. The first time I saw Arthur being so embarrassed." Kirilenko was a little surprised and gloat.

After all, everyone knows Xie Hou's behavior (you have also seen it before). If no one comes forward to deal with him, he will really not know who he is.

"After all, it's a three-pointer." Papalucas looked at Xie Hou who was being abused, "This is the only skill in that guy that can be regarded as a weakness."

"Is the only weakness?"

Bird looked at Xie Hou, who was worse than death in a calm manner. If the three-pointer was really Xie Hou's only weakness, then he would breathe a sigh of relief.

If only this is the weakness, it means that he has reached perfection in other aspects.

Is this true? Bird does not believe that Xie Hou has reached perfection.
Chapter completed!