I was determined to be bad, but I went straight to the Basketball Hall of Fame

Chapter 21 [-]st

At the bar of the hotel casino, Min Congda ordered a glass of tequila, and swallowed it in one gulp. The rough and hot feeling immediately filled his throat.

Putting down the glass, Min Congda sighed, and said to the bartender, "Have another glass, give me a slice of lemon, and some salt."

Lemon and salt neutralize the harshness of agave, making it easier to drink and richer in flavor.

After two cups, Min Congda felt warm and comfortable, and the pain caused by losing 150 yuan in his heart also eased a little.

Sure enough, I am not suitable for gambling, cherish my wallet and stay away from gambling.

Curry, who was sitting on the side, looked at Min Congda's downcast look, and thought: "He must have been stimulated by Dr. Buss just now, isn't he the owner of the Lakers? He looks amazing, and his words are really too much."

Curry felt nervous when he thought of the old Bass just saying "take Curry without Griffin". This old guy didn't take himself seriously at all.

But Curry is used to it. There is a huge amount of anger in his body, and one day he will explode and prove it to everyone.

But now, Curry feels a little sorry for Min Congda, how much pressure and criticism he has endured in order to choose himself as the champion!
If I don't play well and improve myself, how can I prove to everyone in the future that Mr. Smart made a very correct decision?
Curry made up his mind for the eighteen hundredth time that he was trying to be a great player.

At this time, Min Congda said to the bartender: "Hey, give him a drink too. What do you want to drink, Stephen?"

"I…"

Before Curry could speak, the bartender said, "I'm sorry sir, minors are not allowed to drink."

"..."

Min Congda nodded, "That's right, he's only in elementary school...give him a glass of Lego."

Curry couldn't laugh or cry, stood up and said: "I'm not a minor! I'm 21 years old! I'm Stephen Curry!"

The bartender recognized Curry, quickly apologized, and made him a glass of Long Island iced tea, which Curry drank in one gulp. This kind of cocktail tastes like a drink, but it starts to punch when you drink it.

Curry, who is a rice bucket, is of course good at drinking. After drinking a few glasses in a row, he didn't have any drunk reaction except for a little blush. Instead, he felt refreshed physically and mentally, and felt that the pressure had been relieved.

Becoming the No. [-] pick puts a lot of pressure on Curry. In the past two weeks, he has not trained day and night. He got up early and started running and exercising to improve his confrontation ability.

Participate in the team's training during the day, and when everyone else has left, he has to stay and continue to practice three-pointers until dark.

In terms of diet, he will force himself to eat more. Only by eating more can he strengthen his physique and improve his resistance.

Although this is not something that can be achieved overnight, it is impossible to reach thousands of miles without accumulating small steps, and it is not possible to form rivers and seas without accumulating small streams.

Under the strong inner motivation, Curry's progress is very solid.

The two had their own concerns, one was concerned about money, and the other wanted to prove himself, so they drank a lot without knowing it.

Curry felt a bit over the top, and there was a game tomorrow, so he couldn't drink any more, and said, "Smart, I can't drink anymore, I have a game tomorrow, and I must win the game against the Lakers!"

Min Congda immediately put down his wine glass and said, "No, not Stephen, don't get excited, it's just the summer league, don't care too much about winning or losing, you know? Winning is always a joy, but losing is also happy, whether you can lose or lose... Anyway, don’t worry about winning or losing, understand?”

Hearing that Curry said that he wanted to win, Min Congda was sober. If you win, what will happen to my salary?
I can't get back the money I lost at the casino?This is 200 US dollars, more than [-] yuan in RMB.

Hearing what Min Congda said, Curry was even more moved, "Smart must be afraid that I will be burdened psychologically, so he doesn't put too much pressure on me. Yes, after coming to the Clippers, Smart never mentioned anything to me. Ask, always let me be myself, never criticize me."

"Tomorrow is almost the game, and I don't want to care too much about winning or losing. Even my father can't be so tolerant. He is so kind to me."

Under the influence of alcohol, Curry was full of gratitude to Min Congda. He drank the last bit of wine in front of him, and said to Min Congda seriously:

"I will definitely be a great player! Definitely!"

One thousand eight hundred and one.

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It was already afternoon when Min Congda woke up the next day, his head was a little groggy, and he drank too much wine unknowingly yesterday.

Of course, the money for the drinks is all recorded in the team's account, and he doesn't have to spend a penny, and he doesn't have any money to spend.

Standing up and opening the curtains, Min Congda felt dazzled by the dazzling Nevada sun shining into the room.

"Curry is really good at drinking. He can eat and drink. He is worthy of a wine bag. He will not let me down."

Min Congda believes that more and more evidence shows that the level of Curry is indeed not very good.

His joining the Clippers is definitely a weakening of the team, and the four-year 2000 million contract will be useless by then.

Min Congda firmly believes that the Clippers directly wasted a No. [-] pick and took a solid step on the road from being bad to bankruptcy.

Min Congda was the only one left in the room, and Kim Hughes' extra-large bed was empty. He must have taken the players to training early in the morning.

Today is the first game day for the Clippers. The opponent is the Los Angeles Lakers in the same city. The game time is set at twelve noon...

"It's twelve o'clock at noon... the game is at twelve o'clock? Damn, I overslept! Why don't they wake me up!"

Min Congda hurriedly dressed and washed, ate a piece of bread prepared by the hotel for breakfast, and called Ada.

"Mr. Smart, are you up? Coach Hughes said that you slept soundly, please don't wake you up. They went to practice for a while in the morning and went to the game at noon. They should be in the middle of the game now."

"Okay, okay, I'm at the hotel, I'll take you there right away."

Ada was in her room, and the two came to the parking lot together, and Min Congda adjusted her hair.

"I drank a little too much yesterday, please take me to the venue, I don't want to miss their first game."

Ada got into the driver's seat and drove to the venue, the University of Nevada located east of Las Vegas.

Min Congda was very nervous, this was a game that related to whether he could get the first salary from the system!

"Mr. Smart, are you feeling a little nervous?"

"Huh? Oh, one thing, it's the first game after all."

"Do you want to check the current score online? There is a live text broadcast."

"Live broadcast? No, no, no, or not, let's go to the scene to watch, I like to go to the scene to uncover the mystery."

Although I have great confidence in the Clippers and feel that I can't beat the Lakers and will definitely lose, I still can't help being nervous and my heart is pounding.

Ada thinks Mr. Smart is really cute, it's just an ordinary summer league, and he cares so much.

I thought that he would sleep and rest in the hotel today, but he would rush to the competition venue as soon as he woke up.

Soon the two arrived at the University of Nevada gymnasium. As they approached the entrance of the gymnasium, they could hear the sound of balls being shot, shoes rubbing against the floor, and players shouting.

Min Congda looked at the time. It was past one o'clock in the afternoon, and the game was coming to an end.

After the staff checked the ID, Min Congda and Ada entered the gymnasium together, and the Lakers and Clippers players were fighting fiercely on the court.

Min Congda's eyes shot around, and he saw Curry sitting on the bench resting at a glance, thinking: "This kid has already sat down to rest? It doesn't look like he played well. The coach doesn't want him to play, right? Sure. Poor performance."

"I drank too much yesterday, so I guess I'm not sober today, so how can I play? Hey, drinking was wrong, drinking was wrong."

At this time, Ada poked Min Congda and said excitedly, "Look at the scoreboard!"

Scoreboard, where is the scoreboard?I was just looking for the scoreboard.

Min Congda followed Ada's finger and saw the scoreboard hanging on the wall, which showed:
"LAC 87:69 LAL."

Min Congda frowned and asked Ada, "LAL is the Los Angeles Lakers, and LAC is the Los Angeles Clippers, right?"

Ada said, "Of course!"

"Oh...87:69, in basketball, whoever scores the lowest wins?"

"Are you kidding? Of course, the one with the highest score wins. The game is about to end, and there are still a few minutes left. We will definitely win this game!"

Ah, got it?That's it?Min Congda felt a little dizzy, why did he take it down?
Los Angeles Lakers, what about the agreed strong team?What about the teacher of the champion?Lost just like that?Lost to the Clippers!

I don't believe it, take another look, hey, 89 to 69!
RNM, get your money back!
The first salary of my system!

It's only 50 yuan on me!
"Mr. Smart, what's the matter with you?" Ada saw something wrong with Min Congda's face.

"Oh, I'm a little dizzy, didn't eat breakfast, low blood sugar."

(End of this chapter)