If you want to break through the bottleneck, you still have to rely on krypton!

But then again, training also has growth points, and the higher the level of training, the more growth points you can get.

Just relying on those growth points from playing games is not enough to fill the gap between teeth.

So even if Wayne can no longer practice on his own in the future, training cannot stop.

What the hell, it’s an endless cycle.

There's no other way, I'm destined to be a gym rat.

The ultimate achievement of having his jersey retired in a nightclub is probably something Wayne will never be able to achieve.

Oh, what a pity...

But overall, this summer's efforts were not in vain.

The pre-season training camp will begin tomorrow, and Wayne's NBA career will also officially begin!

Thinking about it makes me a little excited.

In the afternoon, Wayne returned home early.

He bought a two-story house in the North End of Indianapolis. It couldn't be called a mansion, but it was certainly much more comfortable than a college dormitory.

Since Wayne does not have a driver's license yet, Mike Mancias also temporarily works as Wayne's driver.

Well, we still have to solve the car problem after a while. As an NBA player, but he rubs his trainer's car every day, he is not afraid of being laughed at...

On the way home, Wayne saw posters about himself on street billboards more than once.

I have to say that Nike has really done a good job in advertising.

Another reason is that Indian citizens are really passionate about basketball, so there is a market for basketball-related advertisements.

"Basketball was invented in Massachusetts, but basketball was invented for Indiana."

This sentence is really not unreasonable.

As soon as I got home and before I could sit down comfortably, Aunt Jenny called to tell me that the press release had been sent to my e-mail.

Tomorrow is the first day of pre-season training camp. There will definitely be a lot of random questions from reporters. Jenny simulated more than a hundred questions and perfect answers like guessing questions in the college entrance examination, giving Wayne time to take a look...

As soon as Wayne saw those words, he immediately felt sleepy.

Okay, don't worry about being too excited to sleep tonight.

So, that guy Okafor must be very good at carrying this thing.

Not everyone can be Mr. Perfect.

Just when Wayne was about to start studying Aunt Jenny's manuscript, his newly purchased Motorola E680 rang.

This mobile phone has a touch screen and a stylus, which is extremely advanced in this era.

When I looked at the caller ID, it was Tony.

You missed me so quickly? You are indeed a sworn brother! Well, even though you were deceived into becoming sworn brothers.

Wayne answered the phone, and Tony's voice immediately came over the other end.

"Hahahaha, Wayne, how are you doing in the big cornfield?"

"It's okay, it's just that my posters are all over the city." Wayne said this deliberately, who made Tony laugh at himself about the big country in Indianapolis.

"Oh, that's incredible. Do you know what I gained today? Don't be envious if you tell me."

Through the phone, Wayne could imagine Tony's expression of needing a beating.

Before Wayne could speak, Tony eagerly announced the answer himself.

"On the first day I met Paul Pierce today, he gave me a Czech Leopard watch worth US$30,000. Hey, I was too embarrassed to refuse it, so I accepted it. How about it? Do you want to send you a photo?

look."

"This..." Wayne really didn't expect that Pierce would be so generous?

"Don't be envious, I'm looking forward to the news of your first meeting with your teammates, Wayne. I believe that the guys from the Pacers will treat you very well.

After all, the Pacers are the gentlest team in the league."

Wayne was speechless, Tony went to Boston and became an Onmyoji.

Even though I knew he was joking, I still wanted to hit him.

After hanging up the phone, Wayne was no longer interested in reading the interview transcript.

It's better to go to bed early and set off tomorrow full of energy.

As for the interview...well, let's just answer it casually.

Early the next morning, Wayne took Mancias' car to Bankers Life Arena.

When Wayne walked into the locker room, several people were already inside, and O'Neal was among them.

In Wayne's impression, O'Neal Jr. was also a ferocious and violent guy.

But what was very surprising was that O'Neal was very kind when he saw Wayne. His baby face was also very lovable.

"Hey, Waziap, Wei. Welcome to join our team, let's fight side by side this season." As soon as he entered the door, Xiao Ao enthusiastically high-fived and hugged Wayne.

Under the leadership of Xiao Ao, others also bumped fists with Wayne.

It is not difficult to see that Xiao Ou wants to take the initiative to take on the responsibility of the leader of the locker room.

After all, Miller is old and Artest is unreliable. The most suitable person to be the next leader is O'Brien.

He is indeed working hard in this direction.

"Hello everyone." Wayne nodded friendly. This place didn't seem as scary as he imagined.

"Wei, did you see what was written on the locker room?" At this time, O'Neal pointed to the top of the locker room door.

Only then did Wayne discover that there was a sentence written on the wall of the locker room door: "Don't let your teammates down."

This is the Pacers' locker room motto.

Just like the Celtics saying: "Which one hurts more? Training hard or leaving regrets?"

"Remember, on the basketball court, we are a unit. Only when the five of us form a fist can we be lethal. Haha, relax, change clothes and get ready for training.

Your locker is on the right, near Ron."

After speaking, Xiao Ao patted Wayne on the shoulder.

I have to say that the image of O'Neal Jr. has undergone a 180° change in Wayne's mind.

Therefore, it is really easy for some people to misunderstand without actual contact.

After a while, most of the Pacers arrived in the locker room, and even Miller, who was nearly 40 years old, and new aid "Martial Saint" Jackson walked in leisurely.

However, at this time, the owner of the cabinet next to Wayne still did not appear.

"Where did Ron go?" Little O'Neal frowned, obviously unhappy.

He and Artest haven't spoken to each other since last season, so they have been grudges for a long time.

Miller shrugged, as if he was used to it, "Don't worry about him, he will show up later."

Under the leadership of old Miller, the teammates who changed their jerseys all walked to the training ground.

On the court, head coach Rick Carlisle and assistant coach Mike Brown are already waiting for everyone.

Wayne found that the atmosphere of this championship team was indeed a bit subtle.

On the surface, everyone is united and wants to win the championship again. But under the table, a bomb seems to be counting down at any time.

Just as Carlisle was about to speak, the "Tennis Master" opened the door of the training hall and walked in with a swagger, as if he didn't realize there was anything wrong with being late.

"You're late, Ron." Carlisle shouted forcefully.

"Uh-huh, I'm sorry coach, let's get started." Artest stood in the crowd with a playful smile, just next to Wayne.

"Hey, you've really gotten stronger, Wei." Artest looked at Wayne approvingly.

"Yeah, the training is effective."

"But it's still too thin. Let's play two games later to let you adapt to the intensity of the NBA in advance. I said, I will test you personally before the season starts, right?"

After Artest finished speaking, he winked at Wayne.

Is this... going to be done on the first day?
Chapter completed!