Super Race System Makes Me a Legend

"OK, no problem."

Lin Cheng put the hamburger into his mouth and said vaguely.

He bent down to pick up the basketball on the ground. When he saw the ball frame in the distance, he felt a little itchy. He held up the basketball with his right hand and held it with his left hand. He jumped gently. When he reached the highest point, he suddenly put out his hand.

The basketball once again made a perfect arc and shot into the frame.

Hmm?!

The Negro man's eyes became serious, and his outstretched hand slowly retracted. His eyes could not help moving with the basketball.

Shua

Once again, the basketball should sound into the box, which is also a beautiful three points. No, more accurately, it should be a super long three points. Although the specific distance is not easy to say, it is at least 10 meters away.

You know, even the NBA's three-point line is only a little more than seven meters. It's very rare that a 10 meter distance can keep such a precise shot.

Is it Stephen?

No, Stephen is recovering. How could he shoot? And Stephen is in Golden State, California. How did he come to Los Angeles?

But the height, the shooting position, if it wasn't Stephen, who else would it be?

"Hi, Stephen. Is that you?"

The man put away his guess and prepared to ask himself. Only when he raised his head and was ready to look for the figure, he found that he did not know when the man had disappeared.

Lin Cheng turned around and left early after casting. He tightened his tight clothes as he walked: "what a terrible weather! It's so cold. It seems that I need to buy some clothes."

Because he was in a hurry, Lin Cheng only took a few coats. But now it seems that he underestimated the cold weather in the United States.

Back at the hotel, Lin Cheng is directly wrapped in a quilt, unwilling to come out.

Los Angeles leisure area, in a villa.

David and his daughter Anna just got home.

"That little man is really that good? Are you so optimistic about him? "

Anna looked at her father, but she didn't see anything special about Lin Cheng.

"When Stephen just entered the basketball team, who ever thought that the thin, thin guy with little flesh could have such a big reputation in the league?"

David is very pleased with the talks tonight.

"He? How can he compare with Stephen! Stephen has shown a very strong talent in college, and I can't see anything unusual about him

Anna insists on her point of view. In her opinion, Lin Cheng, who comes from the East, is not tall and healthy. Although she doesn't know how fast she is, the NBA is after all a basketball event, not a track and field event. It's not someone who can run fast.

"Wait, I'm sure you'll be surprised."

David patted his daughter on the shoulder: "OK, it's getting late. Go to bed early."

"Good night."

Anna nodded and went back to her room.

Wait, not only will you be surprised, but even the League will be shocked by the performance of this young Oriental! It's time to blow an oriental whirlwind in the League!

David went to the wine cabinet, took out a bottle of red wine, poured a glass, and sat by the window, enjoying the bright moonlight.

It was not until a long time later, after David was hailed as a gold medal manager with insight and insight, that Lin Cheng didn't first consider the Lakers, but the red rockets, which were once known as China's own team.

However, because of some things at that time, Lin Cheng gave up the idea and switched to the Lakers.