NBA's Chinese King: The more girlfriends I have, the stronger I become.

Chapter 154 Summer League Team Formation



Chapter 154 Summer League Team Formation

Following Wang Xiucheng's "suggestion," some of the people in this training camp were specifically requested by him.

Take, for example, this person they've never even heard of.

However, this person, Zeng Fanbo, Guo Haowen, Yu Jiahao, and others are currently in the United States and will join the team later.

Soon, at 10:30, Yao Ming and Xu Jicheng arrived at the conference room.

Everyone, including Wang Xiucheng, stood up.

"Today is for registration. Let's all get to know each other and become familiar with each other."

Yao Minggang said this as soon as he sat down.

Then, Wang Xiucheng noticed that Yao Ming was looking at him.

"We haven't congratulated you on winning Rookie of the Year yet."

Instantly, all the teenagers in the audience turned their attention to Wang Xiucheng.

Wang Xiucheng nodded awkwardly in response.

But the eyes of the others looking at Wang Xiucheng were filled with envy.

While they were still wasting their time in the youth teams of various local teams, Wang Xiucheng had already established himself in the NBA.

The key point is that Wang Xiucheng is only 19 years old, and he is actually the same age group as these people.

This is what parents mean by "other people's children".

Furthermore, Yao Ming saying this in front of everyone indicates that this team is centered around Wang Xiucheng.

This is understandable, after all, the NBA Rookie of the Year award is highly prestigious, an honor that even Yao Ming did not receive.

"That's right. The purpose of gathering everyone here is to form a team mainly based on the NBA Summer League. The purpose is not only to train young people, but also to prepare for next year's U19 World Cup."

"We have already asked your club and family for leave. On May 30th, we will charter a flight from Yanjing to Las Vegas."

"Not only those of you here, but also some of the players in the United States, will join us directly in Las Vegas."

"Now, if there's anyone who doesn't want to go, you can just tell me."

Everyone shook their heads.

Just kidding, this is a national team. If they perform well, they'll have a chance to join other national teams at different levels in the future.

Furthermore, with this resume, he will be more valued when he returns to the club.

Furthermore, being able to play ball with Wang Xiucheng is a rare opportunity in itself.

Seeing that no one had quit, Yao Ming nodded in satisfaction.

"In that case, I will announce the roster of the training team for this summer league."

"I will personally take on the role of team leader."

Everyone looked at Yao Ming.

Yao Ming did not serve as the team leader for the training team for the Asian Qualifiers of the Men's Basketball World Cup, which was formed just a few days ago.

Some people speculated that Yao Ming no longer valued the training team.

It now seems that Yao Ming values ​​this young team more.

"Head Coach, Guo Shiqiang."

Yao Ming looked up and glanced at Wang Xiucheng.

Wang Xiucheng not only named players, but also interfered in the selection of the head coach.

But since we've already decided to let him have his fun, let's go all the way and give him whatever he wants.

The entire Basketball Association, and even the entire basketball community, are waiting to see just how Wang Xiucheng can mess up this team.

"Team members: Wang Xiucheng, Zeng Fanbo, Yu Jiahao, Guo Haowen, David Muoka..."

Everyone was waiting for the moment when Yao Ming would call out their name, after all, this was the first time most of them had experienced playing for the national team.

But soon, everyone's expressions turned somewhat bewildered.

Because a strange name was included in the team members' names.

David Muoka, who is this?

This couldn't possibly be a Chinese name!

Yao Ming offered no explanation. After reading out the names of the assistant coaches, team doctor, and other support staff, he finally put away the documents in his hand.

"This is the roster for this training camp."

"Everyone can go back now. I will send you the meeting time and place on the 30th later."

Everyone got up and left. Although they really wanted to say something to Wang Xiucheng, the occasion was not appropriate, and there would be plenty of opportunities in the future.

Soon, only Wang Xiucheng, Yao Ming, and Xu Jicheng remained in the room.

Xu Jicheng, who had been silent until now, opened the documents in his hand, looked at them, and then looked up and asked, "Xiao Wang, who exactly is this David Muoka? And how did you find such a person?"

A month ago, Wang Xiucheng told Yao Ming that he needed to find someone named David Muoka.

They had never even heard of this name, let alone looked for it.

They even thought Wang Xiucheng was joking with them!

Fortunately, Wang Xiucheng provided them with some clues.

So Yao Ming sent people to the United States, and they quickly found the person with the help of international students at the University of Nevada, Las Vegas.

Unexpectedly, the black teenager spoke fluent Cantonese, leaving the basketball association officials completely dumbfounded.

“He’s from Xianggang, two years older than me. I’ve seen him play before. As for his skill level, you’ll see for yourselves,” Wang Xiucheng said.

"Who does he play like?" Yao Ming was still very interested in this little guy.

This time, the Basketball Association really gave him a lot of power, and he adopted all of Wang Xiucheng's player selection opinions.

If this attempt fails, one can imagine how difficult it will be for Yao Ming and Xu Jicheng in the Basketball Association.

Wang Xiucheng thought for a moment: "You guys know Ban Keluo from this year's draft, right?"

Seeing them nod, Wang Xiucheng continued, "David Muaka is very strong, about 208 cm tall with a wingspan of 220 cm. He can run and jump, but his technique is a bit rough and he doesn't have much long-range shooting. His draft prospects have never been good, so he has been playing in college."

"But for our team, which lacks athleticism, David Muoka can make up for the lack of mobility at the center position."

"His strength is defense; his scoring ability is mostly limited to easy baskets, and he has difficulty scoring on his own."

Yao Ming and Xu Jicheng exchanged a glance, both seeing expectation in each other's eyes!

That's why we have to send our kids to the US to play basketball from a young age.

They searched tirelessly in China for players with Chinese ancestry, but couldn't even find any players right under their noses.

If it weren't for Wang Xiucheng, they wouldn't know when they would have even heard of this person.

As for Xianggang, everything has to give way to the national interest. Anyway, having one more person would be a waste for basketball, so it's better to give him to the national team.

"That's all for today. We'll talk about everything when we get to Las Vegas."

Yao Ming and Xu Jicheng also packed up all the documents and walked out of the building with Wang Xiucheng.

Perhaps because Wang Xiucheng was at the General Administration, a hundred people had already gathered outside the General Administration.

Not just fans, but you can also spot quite a few girls who look like students at a glance.

They probably don't even know what basketball is, and I never expected them to be outside like this.

Wang Xiucheng glanced at the size of the crowd outside, shrank back, put on a hat and mask, and left through the back door he had scouted out beforehand.

The reporters waiting outside rushed forward like madmen, shoving all their cameras and microphones in front of Yao Ming and Xu Jicheng.

Neither of them said a word; they simply got into the car and left the General Administration of Sport.

Undeterred, the reporters decided to continue waiting, as Wang Xiucheng had not yet appeared.

But let alone these reporters, even Ma Xiaoxuan and the others waiting in the parking lot didn't see Wang Xiucheng.

Half an hour later, the reporters gradually dispersed, but Wu Di was still staring wide-eyed at the building's entrance from inside the car.

"Let's go back," Ma Xiaoxuan said.

"Let's go? Brother Wang hasn't come out yet," Wu Di asked, puzzled.

"You can't get out." Ma Xiaoxuan said coldly and irritably, "You went to see that sister again."

Ma Xiaoxuan was right.

At 2 PM, Wang Xiucheng and Dilraba were enjoying themselves at Universal Studios.

The two, fully armed, repeatedly attracted the attention of those around them, but Wang Xiucheng was confident that he would not be recognized.

Wang Xiucheng is over 1.9 meters tall, so he would be easily spotted in a crowd.

In addition to the usual disguises of a hat and mask, Wang Xiucheng also wore an extremely loose coat, which made him look somewhat bulky.

Fortunately, it has been raining for the past few days, and the temperature is not too high, so it doesn't feel stuffy.

Dilraba's outfit was much simpler: a fisherman's hat, sunglasses, a black face mask, and a gray wool trench coat.

After all this, even her mother wouldn't recognize her.

The two held hands and played until evening before leaving satisfied.

Although the two often secretly dated during this period, they never took that final step.

"Let's not go back to Yanjing. Let's stay at the hotel here tonight."

Wang Xiucheng said, holding Dilireba's hand.

Dilraba's hand tightened slightly.

She knew what Wang Xiucheng meant. Although she had imagined this scene more than once, she still couldn't help feeling a little nervous.

Wang Xiucheng put his arm around her slender waist and whispered, "Don't get the wrong idea. I mean, we'll book two rooms. Don't even think about doing anything to me while I'm asleep tonight."

Dilraba blushed slightly, "You've got the wrong idea."

You'll know whether I'm being crooked or not.

This time, Dilraba's neck turned red. She wanted to let go of Wang Xiucheng's hand and walk quickly to the front, but Wang Xiucheng's strength was too great, and he held her tightly.

Wang Xiucheng burst into laughter.

Wang Xiucheng came alone, but Dilraba brought her assistant with her.

Fortunately, her somewhat chubby assistant, nicknamed "Little Fatty," had been with her for four or five years, and Dilraba trusted her implicitly.

Using his assistant's identity, Wang Xiucheng booked two rooms, and after taking a shower, he lay down on the bed.

He took out his phone and chatted with the older women for a while, showing that he was both tired and happy for the sake of the national basketball cause.

About an hour later, there was a knock on the door.

Wang Xiucheng smiled, got up and opened the door.

Dilraba, wearing pajamas and frameless glasses, stood outside with a blush on her face.

"My assistant snores, I can't sleep," Dilraba said softly, her head down.

"Let the hotel get you a pair of earplugs," Wang Xiucheng suggested, seemingly out of kindness.

"My ears are bad, they'll get infected."

"Then let the hotel book another room."

After saying this, Wang Xiucheng yawned and closed the door.

Dilraba stood outside the door with a furrowed brow, looking somewhat aggrieved, her eyes reddening.

She felt she had explained herself clearly, so why was Wang Xiucheng acting this way?

She kept waiting for Wang Xiucheng to come and knock on the door, or to call her directly, but unfortunately, he never did.

As it grew later and later, Dilraba finally abandoned all her reserve and took the initiative, knocking on Wang Xiucheng's door.

But this was the unexpected result.

Feeling somewhat aggrieved and dejected, Dilraba was about to go back when the door suddenly opened. Before she could react, a strong hand pulled her inside.

Dilraba screamed instinctively, but Wang Xiucheng silenced her with a kiss.

After a long pause, Wang Xiucheng finally managed to say, "You delivered yourself to my door today."

"I...I went to the wrong place," Dilraba said softly.

“I know the way, follow me.” Wang Xiucheng lifted Dilraba up and placed her on the table.

Feeling Wang Xiucheng's burning gaze and the intimidating size hidden under his pajamas, Dilraba's whole body felt hot.

But Dilraba still grabbed Wang Xiucheng's hand as he was about to control the ball, and whispered with a blush on her face, "Promise me you won't contact Sister Mi anymore."

Even at this point, Dilraba, wearing glasses and exuding a mature and sophisticated aura, is still fixated on this issue.

This made Wang Xiucheng somewhat angry.

After a feint, Wang Xiucheng once again displayed the ball control skills that had been invincible in the United States, quickly leaving Dilraba Dilmurat overwhelmed and disorganized.

……

When Wang Xiucheng woke up at seven in the morning, Dilraba was still asleep.

This older sister is a really restless sleeper; Wang Xiucheng got slapped every time she turned over in bed.

I don't know if he's faking it or if he really is a restless sleeper.

That evening, Dilraba mentioned Yang Mi several times, asking Wang Xiucheng to promise not to contact her again.

Wang Xiucheng could only reply that they should still keep in touch, otherwise it would be too strange.

But Wang Xiucheng promised that he wouldn't do that again, which made Dilraba stop crying and start laughing.

Wang Xiucheng carefully got up, covered Dilraba with a blanket, and went outside.

After finding a bottle of water in the hotel and drinking it all in one gulp, Wang Xiucheng sat on the sofa and opened the system.

[Complete the branching task to receive 1 system points and three lottery cards.]

"lottery."

Wang Xiucheng was already mentally prepared; it seemed that the system was giving out very few skills these days.

Wang Xiucheng's idea was correct; this time, the three lottery cards yielded another 4 points.

Adding the base points of 1, it equals 5 system points.

Dilraba was quite impressive, which allowed Wang Xiucheng to accumulate as many as 17 points in one fell swoop.

It's time to make a purchase.

Wang Xiucheng opened the skills interface and scanned it.

Among the skill cards priced at a fixed price, only "Diamond Kick" is not yet at the Master level.

Wang Xiucheng has always been very interested in the effect of this skill card evolving to the Master level.

So Wang Xiucheng spent 10 points and, amidst a flash of golden light, upgraded the skill card to Master level.

[Skill Card: Vajra Kick (Master Level)]

[When this skill card is equipped in the defense module, it will automatically reinforce the ankle and form a protective shell when the host is deliberately tripped by an opponent, and will also automatically launch a counterattack.]

This skill card is at its maximum level and cannot be upgraded further.

Looking at the explanation of the skill card, Wang Xiucheng's eyes lit up slightly.


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