"No, no, no, often, you should know that it has nothing to do with playing in the league for a few years." Wembanyama waved his hand and interrupted Chang Tiancheng's words, "Remember my promise at the beginning of the season?" I want to win the championship as fast as I can. So, I'm not going to spend too much time on myself growing slowly, but I want to be in the game, through continuous practical learning, and finally reach the starting interior level of a qualified Finals-caliber team before the playoffs.

"I think you're at that level right now." Chang Tiancheng continued to comfort, "Not every starting interior of a team that can win the finals can win the championship, don't be too anxious, didn't our coach also say that as long as our team can win the championship within three years, it will be successful."

"Chang, I don't think you understand what I mean." Wembanyama shook his head, "I don't think you're honest enough with me. Actually, you want to win the championship as soon as possible.

Wembanyama's words once again made Chang Tiancheng a little speechless, of course he wants to win the championship, if he can, he even wants to win the championship this season, but the problem is that now the team's lineup has just taken shape, Wembanyama is still just a rookie, and if he wants to take this lineup to win the championship, Chang Tiancheng is not confident.

"Chang, in fact, I have always felt that you are absolutely capable of being the leader of a championship-level team, and it is still a little difficult for me to grow to this level in this first season." Seeing that Chang Tiancheng didn't speak, Wembanyama continued to himself, "So I just hope that you don't have to be too accommodating to my feelings during the match, and if you think there is a better chance to attack than my singles, then you can try it, I will never mind."

Chang Tiancheng couldn't cry or laugh: "I said, Victor, how did you come to this conclusion?" Do you think that the balls I pass to you during the game are all about 'accommodating your feelings'?

"That's not what I meant, it's just..." Wembanyama sorted out his words, "I just have a feeling that you seem to be feeding me the ball on purpose."

"What? Aren't you happy that you're given some balls on the offensive end? Chang Tiancheng smiled and added another glass of juice to his cup, this action made Wembanyama a little unbearable, and his brows couldn't help but start to wrinkle.

"Often, we are professional players, and it is better to drink less juice, because drinking too much will affect our physical state."

"How so? Ronaldo, an extremely self-disciplined person, usually drinks juice. Chang Tiancheng looked at the juice in his hand and asked with some curiosity.

"That's different, he can only drink water and juice, can you do that?" Wembanyama's tone was full of seriousness, as if he was really concerned about Chang Tiancheng's diet.

"Victor, as you just said, we are professional players, not professional monks." Chang Tiancheng was a little helpless, it seems that the future inside star cares a lot about the diet matching, "After the game, it's okay to drink a little juice occasionally, I'm not drinking anymore, I don't even drink carbonated drinks, just a little juice, don't care too much."

"But you don't think you drink a little once in a while." Wembanyama didn't give up, "According to my observations, you seem to drink juice a lot, and even your refrigerator at home is full of juice, just based on the amount in your refrigerator, I can conclude that you must have drunk a lot of it!" "

It's... I really only drink a little bit, and sometimes I only choose to drink juice when I drink water when I can't drink it..."When Wembanyama said this, Chang Tiancheng really felt guilty, but he quickly reacted to one thing, "Wait! Victor, how do you know that my fridge is full of juice?!

"It's not like I haven't been to your house." Wembanyama put on a reasonable expression and said, "The last time I went to your house, I checked your refrigerator. Thankfully, your usual eating habits are pretty good, except for a little more juice.

"How can you just flip through someone else's refrigerator!" Chang Tiancheng was amused by Wembanyama, he didn't expect that the first thing this kid did after meeting his future partner was to check his refrigerator to confirm whether he had a good eating habit.

But Wembanyama's expression was very serious: "Of course, Chang, you should also know very well that a professional athlete who can't even control his eating habits will not have much success in his career." "

Huh? If you say that, I don't agree. You see Barkley eating and drinking all day long, doesn't he still win the regular season MVP, how do you explain this? Chang Tiancheng leaned back in his chair with his hands folded and squinted at Wembanyama.

"But the year he won the regular season MVP was the year he weighed the lightest." Wembanyama seemed to be prepared, and replied without hesitation, "So, Chang, stop deceiving yourself, just drink less juice, your current eating habits are already good, as long as you drink a little less juice, it will be perfect."

"Is that what you're going to say to me?" Chang Tiancheng smiled, "Then how do you explain that Jokic has liked to drink Coke since he was a child?"

"Needless to say, you should be able to observe it yourself." Wembanyama pulled out a photo of Jokic just a few years before he entered the league from his phone, "You see, he can be said to have lost weight visibly in recent years, and being fat is just a stereotype of him." If he still slams Coke like he did before, do you think he could become a two-time MVP?

"Okay, okay, I can't talk about you, I listen to you, I won't drink it." Chang Tiancheng said, and quickly drank the juice in the cup.

"Didn't you say you don't drink?!" Wembanyama was choked by Chang Tiancheng's move.

"Don't waste it." Chang Tiancheng pushed the kettle containing the juice aside, "I promise, that cup just now is my last cup of the day."

"That's pretty much it." Wembanyama finally stopped discussing the topic of food with Chang Tiancheng, "Continue to talk about what you just said, where did you say it just now?" "

Say, you think I've given you too much of the ball on the offensive end." Chang Tiancheng reminded.

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