Today's training game was almost a shame for Brockman. As a player transferred from the NBA team, he should have dominated the development league field. But today, he was beaten by an unknown second-round pick.

That's right, it was a blowout. Brockman's performance on the training ground today was very bad. He had no choice but to use Link on both offense and defense.

On the defensive end, Link's three-pointers and shooting made Brockman very uncomfortable. Link did not make a long shot in the past, so he only needed to make a shot without a sudden shot when defending.

However, today, as long as you give Link a little space, he can hit a long shot!

4 of 5 three-pointers was a report card that Link gave today. Everyone in the Blues were surprised by Link's three-pointer, but Upshaw was always laughing.

After all, he was surprised in advance last night.

Such a shooting percentage is actually not an exaggeration. On the training ground, when the opponent is not very defensive, Grant Hill can indeed shoot so accurately.

Link still remembers that Grant Hill's three-point shooting percentage in the 10-11 season was close to 40%. Although the small ball era had not yet begun at that time, everyone did not make many three-point shots. However, it is quite good to get this data when they averaged nearly 4 three-point shots per game.

That's why Link dared to throw a three-pointer on Brooke without restraint.

On the defensive end, Link also made Brockman very embarrassed. He made four mistakes today, three of which were intercepted by Link's cutting and one dribbling out of bounds under Link's pressure. In the back attack, Brockman, who was rough in his skills, did not pose much threat to Link.

After the entire 20-minute training game, Brockman scored only 2 points and made 1 of 9 shots

"Big White Bears" undoubtedly proved to Connor one thing today, that is, he has no ability or possibility to transform into a small forward. With his ball-control ability and ball-holding offensive level, it would be strange if he was not robbed ten of them in a game in the NBA.

What annoyed Brockman even more was that Link kept spitting trash at him throughout the game. From the first three-pointer to the last steal, Link's mouth never stopped.

Under Link's destruction, Brockman became more and more impatient. The more impatient he was, the worse he was.

After the 20-minute training match, Link's first team won 13 points. At the end of the training, Brockman's only gain was his teammates' complaining eyes.

He took too much shot, but he only hit one goal. Unless you are Kobe, anyone who plays such efficiency will be turned against him by his teammates.

"Doudududududu!"

In the end, it was Connor's whistle that rescued Brockman from the abyss of horror. Link gently placed the ball on the wooden floor with an expression of unsatisfactory expression.

"You have to be glad that this is just a 20-minute training match, Joan. Otherwise, you may never want to play basketball in your life." After the training match, Link looked at Brockman jokingly.

Today, I was very proud. And I performed well in the training match and I would definitely be watched by the coach! Playing time, all Link wanted was playing time.

Looking at the Asian man in front of him, Brockman was so angry that he gritted his teeth and turned around and walked back to the locker room alone, while the rest of the Blue Team were just not accusing them together!

Finally, someone can get rid of the arrogant so-called "NBA player"!

Seeing Brockman walking towards the locker room by himself, Vickerson Connor did not try to keep him. Anyway, players like them who were deported would be recalled from time to time, so Connor didn't care whether his relationship with others was harmonious at all.

"Everyone performed well in today's training, especially you, Link, you shine for everyone today."

Connor used the praises on Link without hesitation, and the others around Link also nodded and agreed. Some people who were close to Link even reached out to high-highs.

The owner's memory of this body told Link that he was not very popular here. But today, he became the focus of the team.

So, this is competitive sports. In competitive sports, victory represents everything. Wasn’t Yao Ming also looked down upon by O’Neal when he first entered the NBA? But why did O’Neal respect Yao Ming later? Isn’t it because of Yao Ming’s strength that convinced him?

As long as you can win, many things will be solved, including gaining respect from others.

"But don't be complacent. I hope everyone can do their best in tomorrow's game! Okay, today's training ends here, everyone will disband!"

Connor clapped his hands and turned away. Only the players left on the court, walking towards the locker room in groups of three or five.

"Hahaha, you're so amazing! Did you see Brockman's expression? He's like a silly big guy who was bullied to go home to find his mother! Hahahahaha!"

After the team was disbanded, Upshaw was the first to run to Link and laughed unrestrainedly.

"To be honest, you made me want to be hit on the back of the head. You guys are acting better than ever." The cheerful black defender couldn't help but touch the back of his head. If he did it too and suddenly became powerful, maybe NBA would have hope.

Well, of course, it is very likely that he will die.

Before entering NBA and losing his life, Upshaw first had to consider survival. Although it was only mid-month today, he had no money in his pocket. After all, the whole family relied on him.

"Link, let's go to the car wash this afternoon?"

"Car wash?" Link was a little surprised, "You want to wash the car?"

"Which car can you wash? You forgot, my cousin Roger said that when we go to the car wash to work part-time at night, we can earn $50 a day! If we go to the car for 20 days a month, it will be $1,000 in income!"

"Part-time?" Link looked at Upshaw in disbelief. Are you not a professional player?

But soon, Link put away his surprised expression. Because "his" memory told him that there were many situations where Development League players were playing ball while doing other jobs.

Today, the point guard of Link's first team was originally a teacher from the same middle school. He will only be present when the game is about to be held. Brockman's inside partner is said to be a barber

Link and Upshaw are even more powerful, and they are two "unemployed vagrants". To put it nicely, they are professional players, but to put it bluntly, they have no job and like to dream in the daytime.

But people always have to make a living, and it is not enough to use love to generate electricity. Therefore, Link had worked part-time with Upshaw in the car wash several times.

Work until one or two o'clock in the morning and get up early the next day to train. This is the day for the DL players, sports cars, media and wiggling the soil have nothing to do with them.

Link looked at Upshaw and felt a little sad. Why are players like them persevering? When they go to Europe or CBA, they can get a pretty good salary.

But these "brained" groups of people just guarded the closest checkpoint to NBA. Link shook his head, kicked in the door and outside the door. This group of people subverted Link's understanding of the word "professional player".

Yes, there are not only writers, but also writers in this world. There are not only singers, but also bar singers. There are not only people shrouded by halos, but also people outside the halos

Not only is there NBA, but there is also a dark corner called NBA Development Alliance

"You go, Zike, I want to practice more ball tonight."

Thinking of this, Link shook his head. He now has a chance to get rid of this fate and he doesn't want to waste it.

Fill in the progress bar through training early and improve his strength, so he can also enter the NBA early. If possible, he will hire Upshaw as his trainer. Even so, he will earn more than playing in NBDL.

In short, no matter what, training, competition and then gaining attention is Link's only way to change his destiny!

"Practice?" Upshaw was startled, then smiled and shook his head, "I know why your kid has made such obvious progress. Well, if you have no place to eat tonight, my house is always welcome."

Upshaw patted Link on the shoulder and walked out of the basketball court. If possible, he wanted to stay and practice. But there was no way, Link only had to solve his food and clothing. Upshaw, he was the pillar of the family.

"Thank you, Zick."

"Tsk, see you back!"

Watching Upshaw leave the training hall, Link bit his lip.

He can't save all the players in the Development League, but at least he can save himself and Upshaw.

So, Link began to practice his fixed-point shooting. He knew that with his current physical fitness, the only thing he could impress the NBA team was shooting!

The NBA League has always welcomed shooters with accurate three-pointers.

The basketball rebounded over and over again on the hardwood floor, and the "little white strips" in front of Link were slowly filling
Chapter completed!