roccoschili Chapter 76 Street Rose
Chapter 76 Street Rose
Chapter 76 Street Rose
April 4, early morning, private training hall.
Su Yi wore a black vest and kept doing bench press training. Under the morning sunshine in Los Angeles, he outlined perfect muscle lines.
"Good form, man!"
While practicing vigorously, a voice came from the door.
Thinking that the trainer Micah Lancaster was inspecting the work, Su Yi glanced at the door.
The person who spoke was actually Steve Nash?
Seeing another old friend come to visit, Su Yi was very pleasantly surprised: "Master Yoda, why are you here?"
But then there was a scene that surprised him even more. He dared to bet that he hadn't seen such bloody scenes in the past 20 years.
The "big shark" O'Neill, who was following him, was actually leaning on a cane, wearing a head of white hair, wearing a funny martial arts uniform, and pretending to take a few steps to catch his breath.
What the hell?
Could it be that the legendary opening of the NBA met O'Neal in his old age?
"What happened to the big diesel engine today?" Su Yi asked with concern.
Nash couldn't help but also laughed, and said: "This is a program arranged by TNT TV station, let the big shark act as an old man, and play street basketball with passers-by on the field court. At the end of the program, after revealing his identity , give everyone a surprise!"
Su Yi's mouth grew into an O shape, and he silently said a beautiful Chinese sentence in his heart: this.him.mua's.
Cristiano Ronaldo disguised himself as a beggar in his previous life, so it’s fine if everyone can’t recognize him.
The whole world knows that Uncle Drew is Owen, only the Americans don't know, so I can bear it!
But this guy O'Neill is as strong as a Thanos.
Could it be that this old man was pulled out of a greenhouse to develop so well?
With such a bloody plot, you still want to surprise passers-by?
Only you can surprise yourself!
While the wind was still in chaos, O'Neill made a very exaggerated grimace: "Big baby, let's go to Angel's Gate Park to play together!"
Su Yi was still in shock beyond measure.
The big shark suddenly excitedly danced a set of hip-flicking dance, which directly entertained Su Yi.
As the saying goes, as long as they are not embarrassed themselves, it is others who are embarrassed.
"Let's go, I believe this must be a very good show!" Su Yi gritted his teeth and said this blessing against his conscience.
Angel's Gate Park is only an hour's flight from Los Angeles.
The golf course is on a small island called Santa Catalina Island, with the endless Pacific Ocean behind it, and other places on the island are full of tropical coconut trees.
Su Yi sat on the bench in the auditorium.
There are six black youths on the court playing 3v3.
They looked very edgy, with dyed red and green hair, tattoos all over their bodies, and accessories like earrings.
Those who can play on this field are generally amateur players, so the intensity of confrontation on the court is not low.
These players even threw themselves and dunked every now and then.
O'Neill also leaned on a cane and watched tremblingly from the side of the field, as if eager to try.
After waiting for more than ten minutes, another black man with white hair in a red T-shirt walked into the court and stood next to O'Neal.
The black man in red is about 1 meters tall. Although he is wearing the makeup of an elderly person, Su Yi can tell that he is actually about the same age as himself.
O'Neill kept applauding and whistling following the heat wave of the audience, and the black man in red appeared much more reticent.
It was obvious that this brother was forced to open the business just to complete the program, and he was actually a relatively introverted person.
When the court was at its busiest, the basketball fell off the court.
O'Neal falters and picks up the basketball.
"Old guy, throw the ball over here!" Wearing a gold chain, the green-haired youth shouted at O'Neill.
O'Neill ignored it, holding the basketball innocently by himself.
"Old man, you are very old. This is a venue for young people. We will not be responsible for breaking you." The red-haired young man in hip-hop also came up.
O'Neill said word by word: "My old brother and I will blow up all your asses! Then fold you up and dunk you into the basket!"
The red-haired youth, green-haired youth and the man with earrings on the field were stunned for a second after hearing this, and then they all burst out laughing.
Whistles sounded one after another outside the venue.
O'Neill and his partner, the black man in red, walked into the arena, and randomly called a crowd of onlookers who didn't know the truth to form a team indiscriminately.
The streetball player kicks off first.
After the red-haired youth made a triple threat, the big shark pretended to be clumsy and fell to the ground.
Facing the unguarded basket, the stud man easily dunks.
After the black man in red got the basketball, he slapped it on his feet clumsily.
The streetball players took a 6-0 lead in the opening game.
The three killers on the opposite side continued to taunt O'Neill and the black man in red.
The audience off the court also began to feel that things had become boring and complained one after another.
"Poor old man, he made a mistake in not recognizing himself."
"Old men, stop being brave!"
Su Yi expressed shock at the degree of face blindness of Americans.
Next to him was a young white man who was eating popcorn, shouting along with the crowd.
Su Yi patted him on the shoulder: "Dude, do you really not recognize the big shark O'Neill?"
The white young man panickedly made a silent gesture, and pointed towards the entrance of the stadium: "Keep your voice down, you don't want to eat that?"
Looking in that direction, a hamburger cart pushed in.
Su Yi's face was full of black lines, and he understood a fact.
No wonder the Hollywood headquarters is chosen in Los Angeles, because the neighborhood is full of top-notch extras!
After the three killers made fun of O'Neill and the black man in red, they all laughed and sarcastically.
O'Neill and the black man in red nodded to each other, and then, a bloodbath started.
After the red-haired youth broke through, he wanted to layup easily, but the black man in red suddenly rushed over like lightning, and jumped up violently, a big blood cap!
Go basketball dreams in NM!
After the big shark made a series of lightning-like dribbles on the outside, the two crossovers connected two people.
The man with the earrings wanted to stop the big shark, but the big shark turned around and passed him cleanly, then turned around and pulled the lever to dunk.
All the audience in the audience stood up abruptly, roaring like thunder.
Su Yi also pretended not to know anything and stood up abruptly. Cooperating with their performance, he yelled six shits in a row.
Just because of this professionalism, I have to add another chicken leg to myself later.
The black man in red starts dribbling.
A series of high-speed, large-scale, continuous changes of direction with an extremely low center of gravity.
Su Yi was also dazzled by the dribbling skills and basic skills.
The green-haired youth stood in his defensive position with a dazed look on his face
The black man in red threw the basketball onto the green-haired young man's head, bounced it back, and then passed him through the crotch.
Facing the supplementary defense of the other two, this 1.9-meter-tall man was like crossing the road in the early morning.
Changed direction and broke through, rushed inside like the wind, and then a folding dunk like a death bombing.
The finger touched the basket lightly and fell to the ground without any cushioning.
As a professional athlete, Su Yi knew how difficult this set of operations was!
O'Neal continued to hold the ball and got the basketball under the basket. The young man in red and the young man in green jumped on the big shark together and fouled him to stop him.
As a result, O'Neal insisted on carrying two people behind his back, and poured the basketball into the basket in a desperate manner.
The three killers were completely messed up in the wind, with mournful faces: Give me the ball, I want to go home.
As a result, halfway through the recording of the show, all the opponents who could play on the field were scared and ran away!
The recording of the show suddenly fell into embarrassment. I knew that I wouldn't abuse people so badly.
After stagnating for a while, there is still no way
O'Neill waved his hand at Su Yi: Why don't you come up and challenge my old brother for a few goals.
Rescuing the scene is like putting out a fire, so Su Yi readily agreed.
The black man in red made a series of fancy dribbles.
Although the black man in red is full of skills, but for the effect of the show, all the tricks are used. These moves are not only useless but also full of flaws.
At the moment when his center of gravity shifted, Su Yi steals it in an instant.
Withdrawing from the three-point line is a three-pointer.
Su Yi knew that the black man in red was actually a professional player, so he showed no mercy at all.
He was 10 centimeters shorter than himself, and Su Yi used "I pulled it out" four times in a row outside the three-point line.
In the opening game, the black man in red was abused 9:0.
O'Neill hugged his big head and was messed up in the wind: "Brother, are you saving the game or smashing it?"
The black man in red also understood the strength of his opponent and became serious.
He flicked cleanly, and Su Yi kept adjusting his center of gravity.
The black man in red suddenly sped up, and Su Yi was about to defend, but was passed cleanly.
The change of direction of this black man did not include a little braking and deceleration. This was something I had never encountered before, so I was completely unprepared.
What kind of brake pads are these!
Both of them put out 100% of their strength. Under Su Yi's defense, the black man in red felt the pressure.
This level of defense is rarely encountered among professional players.
In the end, Su Yi defeated the black man in red 21:16.
"I want to know your name." The taciturn black man finally spoke.
"Su Yi."
"Derrick Rose nice to meet you, you play better defense than most pros."
"Actually, I'm going to be in the draft this year."
"The Bulls are considering looking for a three-pointer with physique and defensive ability. If you have time, you can come to Chicago to play."
"Next time definitely!"
Su Yi responded politely, and he didn't know if he could arrange a trip to Chicago in the dense June.
The recording of the program was a complete success, and O'Neill, Rose and Su Yi took a group photo together to celebrate.
(End of this chapter)