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Chapter 129 129. The Wonderful Group of 5 (Subscribe)
Chapter 129 129. The Fantastic Five (Subscribe)
All fifteen players finished their physical tests and disappeared in the morning.
Kobe came out with a stack of data, and it seemed that he was about to announce the results.
Didn't you say that data privacy is not public?
The players were slightly surprised and disappointed.
Kobe shook the paper in his hand, and said lightly: "Among the 15 of us, Kyrie's physical test results are the best, and his physical condition is very good."
After speaking, he pursed his lips and smiled at everyone.
This smile is very tasteful, as if to remind everyone to pay attention to this problem that was deliberately brought up.
Although Owen is a bit paranoid, and his unruly personality and sensitive heart are difficult to approach, he also has an almost pathological competitiveness.
This competitive spirit is not the same as Kobe's desire to win. Irving hopes that he can beat anyone, and Kobe hopes to lead the team to defeat opponents.
But in order to have the ability to defeat anyone, Irving is also very strict with himself. Although his physical test level cannot be seen from the outside, the data will not lie. He does not have to be the tallest or the strongest, but he must be the best overall.
This is why Irving can play a very gorgeous dribble and can also shoot a high hit rate.
The best shooting percentage can only be achieved by the physical condition and the shooting posture that suits you.
For such hidden praise, Owen understood it, shaking his head slightly, Owen smiled at Kobe for a long time which was rare.
The morning time was exhausted by the physical test, each had a meal and rest, and then started training in the afternoon.
Booker dragged his body that seemed to be extremely heavy, and left in a swaying distance.
Facing Kobe's team philosophy, Richard thought for a moment and quickly followed.
"Devin, let's go back together." Richard spoke to Booker in as cheerful a tone as possible.
"Okay, let's just be together. You don't need to deliberately raise your voice. It's so tiring to raise your voice. I don't even want to raise my legs, and neither do my hands. I always have to do things that make me very hard, and I have to smile to greet people. Can't you let me stay quietly for a while? I'm sorry Richard, I didn't mean you."
Booker kept saying that he was tired, but he talked a lot. Isn't he tired of talking?
"It's okay, Devin. We are teammates and we should support each other. Do you need me to do anything?" In the team, everyone needs to have the same basic ideas. Richard has the same idea as George and Thomas Jr. on this point. At least Booker can't hold everyone back.
"Teammates...for just a few days, it takes a lot of time and energy to understand and adapt to each other. Isn't these things tiring? I don't want to use this brain at all. If I can, I'd rather lie in bed and be a salted fish."
Booker's complaint... Could it be that Booker has social fear?
But Booker has a lot to say to everyone, and this doesn't seem like a state of social terror.
"Actually, there is no need to communicate much. At present, there is no saying what should be done in a team. Just treat yourself first."
"Be a good self?" Booker's spirit lifted a little, but he immediately languished, "I want to be a good self, just sleep enough, do whatever I want, I don't want to talk to people, I don't want to train, and I don't want to be teammates with inexplicable people! I'm sorry Richard, I didn't mean you."
The apology is fast, but it's useless to apologize like this. Are you talking about George Thomas Murray Jr.?It is estimated that they will also say "I'm sorry, I didn't mean you".
This is just Booker's inner world, he is not right about things, but the way he speaks is really unbearable.
From this point of view, Booker's words are more like speaking out his inner monologue. Is he trying to avoid embarrassing both parties due to silence?
But it's even more embarrassing to say that.
Although Richard didn't want to listen any longer, but it's still the same sentence, at least don't be held back by Booker, right?
"Devin, as we said in the morning, we will be responsible for waking you up. As long as you follow everyone to complete the training exercises you should do, you can do whatever you want in the rest of the time, and no one will force you to do anything." Richard gave up trying to understand and communicate, and simply persuaded Booker in a tougher way.
Booker sighed and nodded, not following his own logic.
This also made Richard breathe a sigh of relief, if he accidentally fell into this kind of self-logic, it would be very troublesome.
The training in the afternoon was unexpectedly, it turned out to be physical training.
But if you think about it carefully, not all players start training very early like Westbrook, nor do they enter the state early in order to maintain training points like Richard, and even George didn't start training himself.
Therefore, do some restorative training on physical fitness first, so that the players can better face what will happen later, and try to avoid injuries as much as possible.
Booker arrived at the training site on time, and then completed the training very seriously. Without Kobe's special reminder, he also completed the extra 20%.
The 20% increase was not fully completed by Thomas Jr. Kobe did not announce the rules in advance.
Alas, there are so many situations in my team.
"Richard, what did you tell Devin? He came on time this afternoon and hasn't complained yet." George saw Richard talking to Booker at noon.
Originally, this matter should be done by George, but now that Richard has done it, it would be the best.
"I just told him to come to training on time." Richard replied truthfully.
George didn't quite believe it, but he didn't say anything after thinking about it.
Richard was also surprised. As the captain of the team, George didn't show enough leadership qualities, but he didn't care about things he didn't care about, and he didn't say anything if he didn't say anything. Although he saw the players' problems, he didn't pay attention to them.
The composition of this team is really very problematic!
Only Murray is left...
No, Murray also has a problem. According to yesterday's contact, Murray is now more like a member of the atmosphere team, and not like a team member at all.
Richard turned his head to look at Murray very slowly. He talked the most during the challenge yesterday. He didn't know whether he was really amazed by learning or just cheering.
The moment Richard turned his head to look at Murray, Murray's eyes sparkled, "Richard, you are really amazing!"
As he spoke, he gave thumbs up with both hands.
Brother, you entered the league a year earlier than me, okay?
Richard quickly turned around. With such a strange group of people together, can they play a good game?
I don't know what happened to other teams, but there are at least two players who have served as the core of the team, and there are no thorns like Booker.
By the way, George has also been the core of the team. Why is there such a big difference?
At this time, Booker didn't know when he hid himself in a corner, and he could do whatever he wanted after training. Booker remembered this very clearly, and didn't say a word of extraneous words.
There was no training scheduled for the evening either.
This made Richard a little uncomfortable. He had been stretching his physical fitness recently, and the recovery training arranged by Kobe was not strong enough at all, so he had to increase his training.
After thinking about it, Richard came to the arena by himself and practiced shooting.
The sound of the basketball hitting the ground produced a huge echo in the empty arena, and it is estimated that everyone below the fifth floor could hear Richard's playing.
Perhaps attracted by the sound of basketball, two more came, Hield and Clarkson.
Both are still rookies.
There was no extra verbal communication with each other, and they all started to practice shooting.
After a while, another person came.
Kobe, the organizer of this training camp.
Kobe came aggressively, striding over, "Who allowed you to come over and shoot at night?"
The three of Richard were frightened by Kobe's blow, and they all stopped their movements.Standing at the scene dumbfounded.
Bryant, who didn't lose his temper with a lazy Booker in the morning, looks like he's throwing a fit, even if the shootaround is messed up.
The three did not answer, and Kobe asked again viciously: "Why are you not talking? Who asked you to shoot?"
After all, Clarkson is a player of the Lakers, so he was a little more courageous, and summoned up the courage to speak out, "No...no one."
"No one? No one, why are you here?" Kobe's eyes seemed to want to penetrate the hearts of the three. "Who took the lead? Huh?"
Clarkson lowered his head and didn't dare to continue speaking, and Hilder didn't dare to speak when he saw Clarkson like this.
Richard raised his head instead, "It's me, I was the first to come to the arena to practice shooting."
Kobe narrowed his eyes and looked Richard up and down, "Tell me, why?"
"Because I want to practice shooting." Richard shrugged not knowing what Kobe meant.
"As I said, the players participating in the training camp must obey the arrangements, and you are not arranged to do shooting practice tonight!" Kobe's body began to tremble. Was he really angry?
"But you didn't arrange not to come down and shoot by yourself. In the afternoon, Kobe, you said you were free to move around at night and have a good rest." Richard spread his palms, "My rest now is to shoot, so I'm here."
After finishing speaking, he added, "They should have come down to practice together when they heard the sound of the basketball. Don't punish them."
"Hehe, then I'll let you go back now!" Kobe waved his finger in the direction of the gate.
Clarkson and Hilde slowly moved towards the gate with small steps, like elementary school students scolded by their homeroom teacher for being late.
Richard picked up the basketball and took a step forward with a hippie smile, "Kobe, you're going to punish me anyway, so let me make 500 shots, I'll feel bad if I can't finish, and I won't be able to sleep at night."
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