The King of the NBA

"Ning." CJ-Aiken said: "What is so happy?"

"Can you see it?" Ning Yi touched his face and said with a smile: "I'm very happy, do you know whose call I just answered?"

CJ-Aiken was curious: "Who?"

"Rick Adelman."

"What?" CJ Aiken was startled, with unconcealable excitement on his face, and shouted, "Brother, what did you just say, was Coach Rick Adelman calling you just now?"

Ning Yi blushed and coughed dryly: "Well, I didn't finish talking just now, it was Coach Rick Adelman's assistant who called, not Coach Adelman himself."

There is a difference, but CJ-Aiken didn't care, he hammered Ning Yi excitedly, and said excitedly: "It's no different, at least I don't think there is any difference. That's Coach Rick Adelman's assistant , What does it mean for him to call you? I don’t think I need to say more. Brother, congratulations.”

"Thank you." Ning Yi thanked and gave CJ-Aiken a hug, "I will remember everything you did for me, brother, good luck."

CJ-Aiken nodded and patted Ning Yi on the back.

The two had a meal together at noon. Of course, it was Ning Yi's treat. CJ-Aiken had a good reason, because Ning Yi is about to go to Minnesota, and he is likely to stay in Minnesota, become a member of the Timberwolves, and become an NBA player.

In this regard, Ning Yi naturally will not refuse, just laughing and teasing, when CJ-Aiken signs with the team, he must also treat him, and then he will have to kill him severely.

Seeing CJ-Aiken feasting, Ning Yi couldn't help sighing in his heart. Although CJ-Aiken's physical fitness is good, his skills are average and his talents are limited. It is difficult to enter the NBA.

Ning Yi wants to help him, but there is no way. He asked the system, and the system is only effective for Ning Yi.

After sending CJ-Aiken away in the afternoon, Ning Yi returned to the dormitory and sent an email to CJ-Aiken, which contained the training plan that Ning Yi asked the system to make for CJ-Aiken. The system can only do this. Turning on skills and even improving physical fitness are only useful for Ning Yi.

For others, the system can only give some suggestions at most.

Minnesota borders Manitoba and Ontario, Canada to the north, Lake Superior to the east, Wisconsin across the Mississippi River, Iowa to the south, and South and North Dakota to the west. The extreme north point of the continental United States (49 degrees 23 minutes north latitude) is in this state, so Minnesota is also known as the state of the North Star.

The capital of Minnesota is St. Paul, but for Timberwolves fans, another city in Minnesota holds a higher status in their hearts--Minneapolis.

The Timberwolves' home stadium, Target Center, is located in Minneapolis, and the Timberwolves are also one of the symbols of Minneapolis.

When Ning Yi came out from the exit, he saw a sign with his name written on it. The man holding the sign was a man in his thirties, with blond hair and a suit and leather shoes.

Ning Yi walked over and stretched out his hand: "Hello, I'm Ning Yi."

"I know you, I have seen your photos." The man was very enthusiastic, shook hands with Ning Yi, and said with a smile: "Ning, I welcome you on behalf of the Timberwolves. You can call me Paul."

"Paul." Ning Yi called.

When Ning Yi gets into Paul's car, he already knows that Paul is one of the staff members of the Timberwolves' public relations department, who is mainly responsible for receiving new players, arranging interviews with reporters, etc.

Along the way, Paul didn't drive fast. While driving, he introduced the city of Minneapolis to Ning Yi. He was very enthusiastic. After all, it was public relations, and he was very good at dealing with people.

It was the afternoon at this time, Paul first sent Ning Yi to the hotel, arranged for Ning Yi to stay, and then said: "You take a rest today, and tomorrow I will come to pick you up to the arena, and then Coach Adelman will meet you."

"Okay." Ning Yi responded and sent Paul away.

Back in the house, Ning Yi didn't know what to do.

I have been training every day for the past few days, and I have formed a habit. If I don't train suddenly, Ning Yi feels uncomfortable.

"There should be a stadium near here, right?" Ning Yi thought to himself, and took out a basketball from his bag, "Ask the front desk later, if it's not far away, go there, anyway, it's boring to be idle."

Ning Yi has always brought the basketball with him.

This is a habit only after returning from this time travel, and it is also a system requirement, because it can cultivate the sense of the ball. It's like when some people start practicing, they sleep with a basketball in their arms.

I took the basketball and went out, and asked the front desk in the lobby. There is really a court nearby, and it is not far away, and it is only a ten-minute walk away.

At the moment, Ning Yi set off immediately.

Ten minutes later, Ning Yi came to this stadium called Volado.

This is a community court, like many community courts on the streets of the United States, a court surrounded by iron fences.

Today was the weekend, so even though it was only afternoon, there were already a lot of people gathered in the stadium, dozens of them, and one half of the stadium was tightly packed.

"Huh?"

Seeing this situation, Ning Yi's eyes lit up. When he was in New York, he often messed around in the community court. Looking at the situation, he knew that there must be excitement.

Ning Yi took a closer look and couldn't help being surprised. Someone was fighting one-on-one bullfighting, and one of them was a Chinese man, about 1.9 meters tall. The reason why Ning Yi knew that he was from Huaxia was because he was wearing the Rockets' No. 11 jersey. Yao Ming had retired for two years. If he was not from Huaxia or his die-hard fan, he would not wear his jersey to play.

On the other side was a black man who was also 1.9 meters tall. He was muscular and muscular, giving off a fierce look. He was wearing a Heat No. 3 jersey, and he was obviously a fan of Wade.

"Shua!"

There was a soft sound, but it was a cross step by the black man wearing the No. 3 jersey, and then he accelerated suddenly. After passing the opponent by half a body, he made a three-step step. When the opponent caught up, he made a reverse basket, avoiding Blocked the opponent's block and scored the ball.

"7:1." Number 3 looked at Number 11 with a smile.

"Come again." Number 11 took a deep breath and growled at Number 3.

Ning Yi knew in his heart that there were ten goals in one game, No. 3 had already scored 7 goals, and No. 11 had only scored one goal. Now the score is 7:1.

On the field, the bullfight continues.

No. 3 offense, he has a good dribble and is obviously trained professionally. Of course, it is only considered good among amateur players. According to the division of the system, the level should be at level 3.

I saw No. 3 dribbling the ball continuously under the crotch, and then accelerated suddenly, breaking through from the right side. Number 11 immediately moved to the left and took a step back. At this time, No. 3 suddenly stood up, dribbled the ball with a backhand under the crotch, and pulled the ball back. At the same time, he stepped back, opened the distance from No. 11, and raised his hand to shoot.

Swish!

The goal was scored, 8:1.