The next morning, Zhong Yu got up very early.

Although he has obtained a wedge-shaped logo to allow himself to reach the peak of his layup, Zhong Yu has never relaxed his requirements for himself. In any case, only his own things are truly his own.

Today he has added some physical training, not just technical ball control, shooting, layups, etc., but also added some physical and strength training to himself.

Such training is also carried out under the guidance of the team's assistant trainer. Training is often related to a person's career, so of course you should not be careless.

"Huh~~"

Zhong Yu sat on the floor panting, picked up a bottle of Gatorade in his right hand and poured it into his mouth.

Physical training is often a time when players feel that life is worse than death. At this moment, his chest is expanding violently like a bellows.

As an NBA player, even since he had a NBA dream, Zhong Yu was mentally prepared to train hard.

By the time everyone came, Zhong Yu had been practicing here for more than two hours.

"Yo, Chinese, you are really hardworking. Don't you know that the charm of a man lies in nightlife?" The boxing champion Chandler grabbed Zhong Yu's basketball after shooting, and then dunked on the spot.

"In addition," Chandler said: "I think you can practice your own dunks, which are always exciting." Boxing champion Chandler smiled badly: "Show it in front of me? I don't think you will be afraid."

"This damn guy."

Zhong Yu cursed a little, then said, "Okay, damn Tyson, don't think I can't dunk."

After saying that, Zhong Yu took another basketball on the rack, and the teammates next to the basketball court also gathered with laughter. Everyone liked this kind of scene very much. At this time, Zhong Yu had already controlled the ball and rushed into the inside line, came to a place not far from the basket, jumped up, and dunked with both hands.

"Haha..." Chandler laughed. Zhong Yu's dunk was really barely enough. Paul also laughed: "Hey, Zhong Yu, I have to say, I'm easier than you in my dunk."

Zhong Yu heard the ridicule of a man 15cm shorter than him, and he couldn't hold back his face. He said, "Brother... are you going to fight me alone?"

Paul shook his head. He really didn't want to fight Zhong Yu alone. Because this guy's shooting ability was already tightly suppressed on him. When the opponent was fighting alone, he had no choice but to jump on his head, because he was much shorter after all. However, it was almost impossible for him to prevent Zhong Yu from breaking through from the top of the arc. This breakthrough caught him off guard.

Everyone quarreled for a while and then they broke up. Today's training began. Zhong Yu was practicing tactical control with a small group of people. The current Hornets are gradually developing towards the playoffs in terms of tactical arrangements.

Under the supervision of the head coach, Paul and David West repeatedly practiced the pick-and-roll tactics. The pick-and-roll tactics are the foundation of the Hornets at present. In fact, with a good point guard, this tactic can generally help the team become stronger.

After practicing for a while, Byron Scott saw Zhong Yu who shot several teammates to death after a jump shot, and then said: "Two, do you feel that Zhong Yu is already an important highlight of the team."

"That's certainly." David West said: "His mid-range shot is too strong, which is a strong scoring point for our team's outside. And he has more than just shooting."

Paul said: "He has now grown into an important scoring point on the outside, and at the same time, he can also share more pressure with me. Recently, our team's scoring is becoming smoother."

Scoe nodded and said, "You are right, and I think this is a pretty good player. I often think that basketball is a kind of confidence. As a second-round pick, he has never given up on himself, and he has finally been able to build his own confidence. This is the reason why I think his future is limitless."

Several people discussed it. Zhong Yu himself didn't know that he was being discussed by others. At this moment, several of his teammates started push-ups because of losing. He came to the bench and sat down.

I took out my cell phone and received a text message from Zhang Mengting: "Come here for dinner, I'll wait for you when I'm ready."

"I'm lucky." Zhong Yu smiled secretly, put away his cell phone, took a few sips of Gatorade and then retrained.

In the afternoon, Zhong Yu drove to Zhang Mengting's house outside her. Her house was a little close to the suburbs. In a place like New Orleans, it was not safe to build the house wherever it was built.

"Mengting." Zhong Yu knocked on the door, and after Zhang Mengting came to open the door, he walked in.

I walked to the sofa in her room skillfully, leaned on it, picked up a photo on Zhang Mengting's table, and found that there was a man on it. I suddenly felt a little uncomfortable: "Who is this?"

Zhang Mengting took a look and said, "The family said someone was coming to New Orleans and asked me to take him here for a walk. The plane also asked me to pick up the photos, so I gave me the photos. I was afraid that I would not recognize it then."

Zhong Yu quickly exposed her family’s tricks: “This is very old-fashioned… You are going to let you go on a blind date at home.”

Hearing that Zhong Yu seemed to be in a bad tone, Zhang Mengting pouted and smiled and said, "Are you jealous?"

Zhong Yu stared at her: "Yes, I'm just jealous and you won't be allowed to pick him up."

Zhang Mengting laughed, but Zhong Yu couldn't laugh out loud. The things he had on him seemed to have deteriorated, which left him helpless.

"Okay, okay, don't be angry." Zhang Mengting seemed to be joking and said seriously again: "Come here for dinner, I specially made fish for you today."

"Okay." Zhong said depressedly, and then suddenly felt that he was angry for no reason, so he sat down. The things Zhang Mengting made were really delicious. Since her mother passed away, he could only eat such a taste from her. Although it is not as good as a high-end restaurant, it has its own unique flavor.

"The fish is very good, and the cooking skills have improved recently." Zhong Yu said.

"Thank you for your compliment." Zhang Mengting was very beautiful when eating. She held her beautiful long hair and the front of her clothes with her left hand, and picked up food with her right hand and made her very delicate moves.

"It's so beautiful." Zhong Yu said, "Look at how beautiful you eat."

Zhang Mengting gave her a blank look: "It's just a meal, don't please me so much." The smile on her face betrayed her true thoughts at the moment.

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ps: Lao Zhong dares not ask everyone to like the heroine, but what he asks is that everyone hates it... I wonder how everyone feels?
Chapter completed!