Without anyone paying attention, the gymnasium did not turn off the lights until midnight at twelve o'clock.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                

"You definitely took medicine, or used Eastern witchcraft." During the break, Asakin teased again.

"I said that thing is called traditional Chinese medicine."

"Take a few ordinary grass to cure diseases and strengthen your body, that must be witchcraft. Take me to Anjie and take me to find a Chinese medicine doctor to give me some spells so that I can also become stronger." Asajin looked up and down at Anjie with close eyes.

"You go away, I don't want to be misunderstood by others." An Jie pretended to be disgusted and pushed Asajin away and almost put his face on his lips. Although he was a competitor, both of them had a relatively humble and friendly personality, so their relationship was very good.

"Look, these two big men are flirting again." Mike Taylor wiped his sweat and walked to Anjie and Asajin while sitting down.

"Don't think I don't know. Every time you defend that boy Cruz, you always attack others. You must be a ill-gotten plan. I think we should stay away from you." Asakin fought back without showing any weakness.

"You three are so fucking that they're almost vomiting me." Morris next to you looked at the three people sitting on the floor with disgust. Why do he like to mingle with the three guys?

Because of their mutual appreciation on the court, they have become good friends.

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Every three or four days, Anjie's mother would call her to ask how her son was living alone abroad. In fact, she wanted to call three or four times a day, just because she was afraid of disturbing her son's life. All mothers in the world would be like this. No matter how old their son was, they would not be able to feel at ease.

Sure enough, three days after the last call, my mother's phone call came again.

"Hey, mom." It was past seven o'clock in the evening. An Jie had just come out of the training room and was preparing to enjoy the "sourcing" dinner brought in the lunch box.

"Anjie, are you busy?"

"I'm not busy, I just went out for a walk with my roommate and went back to the dormitory." An Jie didn't want to say that he had just come out of the strength training room and is now half tired, so his mother would have been talking about him for more than an hour. For example, tell him to be careful and tell him not to delay studying because of playing basketball.

"Tell me, last night I made your favorite spicy chicken diced rice, and I was thinking about sending you some."

"No need to worry, do you still have to worry about not eating well in the United States?" Looking at the food made in my lunch box according to the nutritional recipe: chicken nuggets that tasted waxy, noodle noodles and some fruit salads. Anjie drooled when he thought about the spicy chicken on the other end of the phone.

"Your father is reading the newspaper next to me. I said, Lao An, do you want to say a few words to your son? International long distances are precious, so why should you say something quickly." At this moment, she seemed to have forgotten that she was dragging her questions and asked the same questions every time.

"What's there to say about such a big person? Just ask him to play ball by himself to be careful not to get hurt." This is the difference between father and mother.

"Okay, your dad is just like that. I won't say it anymore, you have a good rest. Don't go out with your American classmates to fool around at night." He didn't forget to remind him before hanging up the phone.

"I know, mom, I'm hanging up." After hanging up the phone, An Jie continued to chew the tasteless chicken, missing the home-cooked dishes that he had been tired of before. He swallowed the food quickly and didn't want them to stay in his mouth for a second. After a quick meal, An Jie continued to immerse himself in the training again.

..

Ricard eliminated the two players from the team yesterday because the gap between those two players and others is getting bigger and bigger. They can't keep up with the rhythm at all during the training stage with the ball. Now, every time they eliminated individual Ricard will feel sorry for the team, which is different from the people who gave up halfway, and the players who have been left to the present are at least working hard enough. Ricard admires all the players who are willing to sweat. If it weren't for the fact that the ability really did not meet the standards, BSP;                                                                                                                                                                                                �

"Okay! Come here, let's continue yesterday's tactics!" Ricard's voice was particularly loud today. No one dared to talk to him. The players all knew that the coach was upright.

Just as everyone was gathering in a circle and started taking tactical classes, the door of the gymnasium was pushed open quickly. I knew who it was without seeing. Morris rushed in with a breath.

"coach."

Ricard ignored it, as if Morris was air-conditioning, and he continued to talk about tactics on his own.

"Coach, I've overslept at noon. You can do anything you want me to do, please let me continue playing." Morris knew that he had caused a big disaster, but he had never spoken to anyone so humbly.

"Mr. Morris, please leave my stadium." Ricard didn't look at Morris when he said this.

Morris did not leave, he just stood straight on the side of the basketball court. Ricard still ignored it, and he continued to explain tactics in the circle of people.

Fifteen minutes later, Ricard finished what he should say. At this moment, he finally turned around and looked at Morris.

"Yesterday, I eliminated Jack and Anderson from the team. They are definitely the hardest-working people in this team!" Ricard hit the tactical board on the ground with a "wow" and rushed to Morris.

"People who train hard were eliminated, but those who did not come to train because they were sleeping were stayed. This is so damn ironic. You really don't deserve to play here!" Ricard pointed at Morris' chest and yelled. "I regret my choice! To be fair to them, please leave my basketball court now and never come back!"

"Don't, coach, you can do anything. Please let me return to the team." Morris was anxious. He knew that Ricard was a head coach who emphasized discipline, but this time he violated the discipline and hit the gun.

"Okay, you want to return to the team." Ricard crossed over with his hands on his hips, thinking of a way to make Morris retreat.

"Three thousand rebate runs and yi thousand five hundred push-ups. We will do it for me before the training is over the day after tomorrow. After that, I will ask you to return to the team, otherwise you will get out of here!"

The other team members shook their heads one after another, it was impossible to accomplish.

Morris said nothing, without hesitation at all. He put down his bag and immediately went to the bottom line to start his back running.

"Old Moore, please count it for me, and it's not enough to have a few. Others! Continue to train!"

During the training, Ricard would glance at Morris from time to time, but what he saw was always Morris running. This usually rebellious young man was obediently completing the task as required, regardless of the cost and no complaints.

He remained silent and did not care about what was born on the court. Morris just kept running around himself, even though the vest was completely wet. If there was anything in common between Morris and Ricard, it was that Morris was also a strong man. He hated being looked down upon the most in his life. The star center in high school in high school was kicked out of the basketball team because of sleep when he went to college. He could not accept such a thing no matter what. He also knew the seriousness of the matter. He really made Ricard angry, so no matter what the price he paid, as long as he could continue playing here, he would implement it without hesitation.

The next day, Morris came to the basketball court on time. He still couldn't get along with everyone to participate in training, but continued to repeat the back running and push-ups. Old Moore was careless at first, but now he was counting seriously for him, and even cheering for Morris in his heart. He has been an assistant coach for so many years and has never seen such a perseverance.

Ricard made this request to make it clear that you want you to leave, but he persisted in trying to complete this impossible task. What he didn't know was that besides Morris, Anger's persistence in practicing would also shock him. Now the people in this team are completely different from before.

An Jie also admired this teammate from the bottom of his heart. When he fought with Morris for the first time, he couldn't figure out how there would be such an annoying guy in this world. But now, who can't ignore him?

Ricard was even a little soft-hearted, but he couldn't just stop the punishment. If Morris couldn't meet the request he said, he would still keep his promise and kick Morris out. If he was soft-hearted this time, then all the players would violate the rules unscrupulously in the future and his prestige would no longer exist. If a coach could not even control his own players, it would be even more fantastic to achieve results.

On the third day, Morris was the first to come to the basketball court and didn't say much to anyone. He had been running all the time since the training and never stopped.

When the training that day was halfway through, Ricard went to Morris for the first time in three days. He could no longer ignore the player, and he admitted that he was moved by the player's behavior.

"How much did he do? Old Moore."

Seeing the coach walking towards Morris, the entire gymnasium stopped what was in his hands and looked at the corner where Morris was punished.

"Two thousand retracements and 853 push-ups." Old Moore answered truthfully according to the record.

Morris stopped and waited for the coach to make a judgment on him. At this time, his vest could already take out a bucket of water, and sweat kept dripping along his chin on the floor.

"I'm surprised at the results you made, but now it seems that you can't finish it anyway before the training is over. Go home, Morris, don't come again." Ricard returned the record to Old Moore, turned around and prepared to go back to continue training.

"I'll help him run back and forth, coach!"

Ricard looked at the crowd in surprise, looking for the words he said.

"I can help him run." Anjie raised his hand and walked to the front of the crowd. Without waiting for Ricard to agree, he ran directly to the bottom line and started running backwards like Morris.

Ricard was very surprised. He didn't expect such a situation to happen. He looked at Anjie running and didn't know what to say. Not to mention Ricard, even Morris himself couldn't believe that Anjie would stand up for him.

Seeing An Jie stand up for his teammates, the others were unmoved and said it was a bit unreasonable.

"Damn it, I'll run some more." Next, Asakin also joined the team that returned to the run.

"I... can I do a few push-ups." Mike Taylor lay down on the spot.

"I'll run, too."

“I do push-ups”

"I'll make some for you, remember to invite me to dinner with Damanniu."

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At yi time, almost all the players started moving. They were opponents competing for team positions, but at the same time...

"Coach, you said that we are a team, and we will fight hard if we work hard," Anjie said to Ricard during the run.

At the same time, they are also a team, and this group of young people represent the Iowa State University Tornado.

"Moore, count them!" Ricard said and left the gym and returned to his office. He didn't care whether these guys could fulfill his request. He was extremely excited. Ricard smiled happily when the players couldn't see him. In this way, he was only willing to sacrifice his team for his teammates, and would be full of unlimited hope and potential.

Why did Anjie help Morris? It was just because Anjie treated Morris as a friend. When his friend died, he could do his best to help him. The righteousness in the bones of the Chinese made him do this action that shocked the audience.

..

With the help of all the players, Morris successfully passed the Ricardian level and was able to stay with the team to continue playing. In fact, Old Moore did not count whether they had completed the requirements, and Ricardian did not ask. This group of young people had conquered their coaches with practical actions.

The training intensity in the next few days was greater than before. Everyone was already very good friends off the field, but everyone was merciless on the field. They all knew that there were two people in this team that could not continue with everyone. So everyone took out their own everything, hoping that they were not the ones among the two.

Ricard was also very troubled. The team became too united since Angel made that move. No matter which two people they chose to withdraw, Ricard and the players were reluctant to leave. Although he couldn't bear it, this was also a decision that must be made. ncaa stipulates that each team should not have more than 5 players, which is what Ricard had to abide by.

Finally, 5 days before the new season in Yiyi month, Ricard finally finalized the official roster. Angel, Morris, Taylor and Asarkin were all on the list.

"Congratulations, I have survived these two months of training. It is my honor to have so many excellent players playing under my hands." This is the first time in two months that Ricard has spoken so respectfully to the players.

"I decided to give you a whole week off, which is the reward you deserve."

"Yeah" The game was suddenly in full swing. The holiday in Yi Week was simply a luxury for them. However, Anjie didn't feel very excited. Regarded whether Ricard gave them a holiday, Anjie's extra training would not be interrupted.

During this period, Anjie's weight increased by 7 kilograms, and even under a lot of training and strict dietary restrictions, this is already a great achievement. Although this weight is still much worse than other inside players, due to the large amount of training, the strength of his upper and lower limbs is much better than before. Although Anjie's ability to confront is now cannot be said to have an advantage, at least it will not allow others to gain too much advantage.

"In these weeks, you can go and relax. When you come back, we only have a week to prepare for the new season. Other teams are only allowed to train for six weeks, but we have trained for almost two months secretly! I want you to go to the court to prove that you have not wasted these two months!"

"Don't worry, coach, we are the ones who survived under you." All the staff below started joking.

"Okay, let's disband."

In this way, the Iowa State University Tornado players ushered in the last rest time before the start of the new season. Of course, this was exceptional to Angel, and his own training will continue.
Chapter completed!