Chapter XXII

"Last year, the NBA just established the NBA Development League, the NBA's second-tier league, which is the legendary talent pool that can be delegated and recalled at any time. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 infoBut the second tier league we are going to today is not the same as the NBA Development League, to be honest, the NBA Development League, the average person can't get in. ā€

Braided head Finney is a chatter, walking on the road with Yang Di, a mouth can't stop at all.

His intonation has a strong sense of rhythm, many syllables are vague, Yang Di listened very hard, and he didn't understand many words, so he could only nod his head in response.

He didn't care whether Yang Di understood it or not, and said to himself, "Dude, it's not a simple thing to become a basketball player, as far as I know, professional basketball players have to go through inhuman training, and there are strict rules about what to eat for three meals a day, which is very cruel." ā€

"Of course, I see that you are tall, maybe you are really level, but I can't say."

The two of them came to a tall building on the side of Antler Street, opposite the sparkling Lake Michigan, close to the bay, and they could smell the thick water vapor blowing from the surface of Lake Michigan.

"The second league I'm taking you to, which we also call ourselves, is honestly a bit of a half-professional, half-amateur. It's probably a small league sponsored by a bunch of sponsors, and in Chicago, there are three or four teams in this league, and your goal is just to improve your skills anyway, so it doesn't matter if the salary package is there. ā€

Yang Di scolded in his heart, it doesn't matter what it is, Lao Tzu is just rushing to make money.

Finney walked in familiarly, the clean glass door sensed the person, and automatically separated the two sides, Yang Di followed him in, the building was spacious and bright, and the staff in cleaning clothes were wiping the floor tiles and glass, with white as the main tone, looking very high-end.

Finney walked to the front desk and took out something to communicate with the beautiful girl at the front desk.

Yang Di saw from a distance that this guy who didn't look very reliable was talking to the beautiful girl at the front desk, with a very obscene smile on his face.

Then after a long while, when Yang Di was waiting impatiently, he walked back with a stagger.

"Let's go, the formalities are done, let me tell you, the head coach of the Wind Birds is my good buddy, and the matter of you joining the team is on me." Finney patted his chest, looking like Lao Tzu was covering you, and you were relieved.

As soon as Yang Di saw him like this, he knew with his toes that this guy must be bragging again.

The two of them took the elevator to the 33rd floor, which was already the top floor of the building, to be honest, Yang Di had not yet encountered the basketball court built on the high-rise building, and he was curious.

The elevator door opens, the dome is sky, the blue sky and white clouds outside the transparent roof, and the green lawn is full of people.

Wait, Green Lawn?

Yang Di's eyes widened, in the center of the green lawn, there are two basketball courts, there are long benches and seats on the green lawn, and they are actually built into the appearance of a viewing platform.

"Bang, bang!" Basketballs make a sound as they hit the floor, and intense training takes place on both courts.

"Hey, Smith, my brother." The pigtailed head Finney hugged a tall black man who came towards him warmly, but because of his stature, it looked like a child hugging an adult, which was a little funny.

"Hey, Finney, why do you guys have time to come to me today, who is this handsome guy, wow, I love the tattoos on his hands." The tall black man had hugged and hammered Finney's chest, his hair was scarce, almost bald, and he spoke so fast that he was rapping.

"This is my new friend, Yang Di from China, you can call him Dick Yang, of course, he has cool tattoos, he is an evil dragon."

"Hey, how do you know what my tattoo looks like?" Yang Di was taken aback, he felt that except for the slight appearance of the dragon's tail on his bare half of his arm, ordinary people should not be able to see it.

"Ha, it's strange that you actually understood me." Finney snorted, ignoring Yang Di's surprise.

"Nice to meet you, man." Smith held out his hand.

Yang Di shook hands with him and responded politely, "Nice to meet you, Smith." ā€

"He was introduced to your team to play basketball, you can test him, I think he should be a good basketball player, look at his thick body, full of strength and big arms, like a Siberian brown bear." Finney gestured at Yang Di's figure and explained his intention directly.

Smith raised his eyebrows, "Coming to play basketball?" ā€

"Yes." Yang Di nodded in response.

"Tsk, what's the position?" Smith became interested, and looked Yang Di carefully up and down.

I saw that Yang Di was about the same height as him, estimated to be about 2.03 meters, with broad shoulders and a thin waist, a burly figure, thick knuckles, and sharp eyes. On the foot is a pair of the latest Jordan 17th generation basketball shoes, and the metal shoe box is equipped with an embossed trapeze logo, giving people a luxurious, atmospheric feeling.

"Inside." Yang Di replied succinctly.

"Inside? Can you be clearer? Is it a power forward or a center? ā€

When he was on the street court before, he didn't have a big forward or center at all, but now when Yang Di answered his specific position, he was instantly confused, because in the final analysis, he was just a wild player after all, and he had not undergone any professional basketball training.

However, Finney was extremely clever, and immediately took Smith's words and said, "Power forward, this guy told me that he is a good power forward. ā€

"Power forward?" Smith groped his chin and showed a look of embarrassment: "This is a bit troublesome, I'm also a power forward." ā€

"Oh, I'm mistaken, it's the center." Finney grew quick and smiled slutfully.

"Haha, in short, it doesn't matter what position you play, it just so happens that our team is recruiting during this time, and there are a lot of street basketball masters who have come here to participate in the trial, I think your body ratio is very good, you should be a very good basketball player, so, come on, let's go into the court to try our ability." Smith was still very kind, and immediately invited the two of them in.

"By the way, what about your coach?" Yang Di asked, and Smith directly invited him in for testing, and he felt very strange.

"I'm the coach, I'm the player and the manager, and I started the Wind Birds." Smith had a proud look on his face. Yang Di found himself asking a stupid question, and when Finney was in the lobby of the building just now, he seemed to have said that his best buddy was the head coach.

The players on both courts are practicing hard and look like a lot of people.

"There's part of it that's made up of Wind Birds players, and there's part of the court that's rented out to people from outside, and it's open around the clock, you know, there's a very big basketball vibe in Chicago, and people come basically every day." Smith said with a smile.

The pitch is used in half of the pitch, with three people crossing the middle of the first pitch and coming to the second.

The second court was noticeably less crowded, but there were more equipment, with four tall players in uniform khaki jerseys practicing shooting at half-court, two short guard players practicing dribbling back and forth with basketball balls, and a specially set obstacle in the middle of the court.

"Well, this is our Wind Bird team, for the time being, there are only seven people in me, and I am exactly one less person from the standard list of eight people." Smith's face was even more colorful, he was thinking, such an excellent venue, so many kinds of equipment, in the second league, is basically advanced, and you kid is not stopped.

At this time, Yang Di was frantically complaining about the ugly jersey of the Wind Birds in his heart, why is it not pure white or pure black?