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13. Touchstone

"Beautiful job, Chinese!"

"Come on, man! You've been tortured to death by Denver!"

Wu Dawei walked back to the bench, and Valejo and Hollins came first. Two tall men punched Wu Dawei, which immediately grinned in pain.

However, the two men seemed to have suddenly realized that they had done too much. They still hugged Wu Dawei's shoulders and praised his performance just now.

"Wu, your performance just now is so great! Listen to me, you have to hold on to this performance until I get back on the court! Believe me, as long as you can persevere, I can bring you victory!"

Valaijo said seriously, as if he was the savior. Soon his words caused Hollins to swear: "Andre, you should just sit down the court with your own slightest moment!"

After despising Valaijo, Hollins turned his head to Wu Dawei and said, "Hey, man, although this narcissist is annoying, he is right. You have to keep in this state. I believe that as long as you can keep in this state, you will be able to replace this narcissist and become the starter in the near future!"

Wu Dawei accepted the praise from his teammates on the bench, and Byron Scott, who stood on the court to discuss countermeasures with the assistant coaches, had a slightly serious expression.

"Byron, I think that old guy George Carl will replace Anthony after this timeout. Do we still want to leave Wu on the court?"

The first to speak was Craig Ilo. The new assistant coach was a Cavaliers player. Byron Scott glanced at his young assistant and knew what Ilo was worried about.

He was afraid that if Wu Dawei couldn't defend against Anthony, he would destroy the confidence he had just built up. However, since summer contacted Wu Dawei, Scott felt that this young man was not like the kind of fragile child who would be depressed when he suffered setbacks.

On the contrary, his carefree personality may make him more fighting spirit when facing Anthony.

But Scott didn't want to make a decision himself. He wanted to listen to the opinions of Wright Tibbets, who had been training Wu Dawei all summer.

"Craig said it well. But Wu Dawei is right now..." Byron Scott's eyes turned and asked Tibbets on the side: "Wright, what do you think?"

This summer, Wu Dawei was working hard under his hands, and he laughed: "I think he has put in so much effort and sweat this summer, not to bully the weak and fear the strong on the court. I think he will be happy to accept this challenge, but he told me that he wants to be the best defensive player."

The coaches all laughed because they felt that this kid was indeed a little confident, but they liked the spirit of improving every day.

Wang Han spoke, and in the mahjong world, I said no one dared to be the first. Similarly, for Wu Dawei, his short-term goal is to be the best defensive player.

When the best defensive player was pulled aside by the head coach and learned that he was going to face a big killer like Anthony, Wu Dawei became excited and nervous just like Garfield seeing the chicken rolls placed in a cage.

He looked into the distance, and sure enough, Cameron Anthony had taken off his training jacket. It can be foreseen that when the timeout was over, it was when Anthony came on the court. With Anthony, the Denver man who had been flustered before seemed to calm down.

It seemed as if Cameron Anthony was their answer to all the problems. The sky fell and Anthony was still holding on.

He is only 26 years old and often hangs his tender smile on his face that seems to never grow up. Although people sometimes make fun of him as Daki Taijun, more often people call him a superstar.

Watching Anthony walk onto the stadium, the flashes of the venue are focused on his sky blue jersey, Wu Dawei's heart yearning, the backbone of a team, the league's signature superstar, what kind of glory should it be?!

Wu Dawei didn't know because he had never reached this level. But he had this desire. On the road to becoming the best defensive player, it was not that you had strangled a few unknown people to death, but that the opponent was performing inappropriately in the confrontation with such superstars.

He said to Scott: "Don't worry, coach, I will do my best to defend him!"

Without bold words and ambitions, just these few plain words made Byron Scott extremely at ease. The black coach looked at the face of the young man in front of him and suddenly felt a little moved. Although this boy was sometimes proud and lost his edge, his pragmatism was like all the sweat he left in this summer.

He has been working hard.

The game started again, and Wu Dawei's appearance brought cheers. The Clevelanders spared no effort to applaud because of Wu Dawei's previous performance. In two minutes of the game, he contributed 4 points, 1 rebound, 1 block and 1 steal.

The Denver man had the ball, and Anthony stood outside the court and sent the ball to JR Smith, then jogged over.

Wu Dawei stood at the three-point line, took a deep breath, and looked at the little melon getting closer and closer, a feeling of not knowing whether it was nervous or excited.

Last season, although he was already a league player and enjoyed a little popularity within a certain range, his understanding of these superstars in the league was just a little better than that of ordinary fans.

Most fans see the stars on the TV, while Wu Dawei is sitting on the bench. Last season, whenever he climbed onto the stadium, the game was coming to an end. The team is either about to win a big score or lose a big score. Usually at this time, the superstars have put on training jackets, sitting on the bench leisurely or depressed, drinking Gatorade.

So, tonight can be said to be the first time in Wu Dawei's career that he faced a superstar player in the top league. Cameron Anthony's strength surprised Wu Dawei the moment the two first contacted each other, but that's all.

The little melon weighs 105 kilograms and is usually domineering in the third position. But in front of Wu Dawei, he still has a disadvantage.

If it weren't for Wu Dawei's excitement, maybe he could not easily receive a pass from JR Smith after leaning on Wu Dawei.

He was almost in the same position as Renado Barcoman's last back-to-back single, but Wu Dawei was more cautious than in the last round of defense. Before Anthony could attack, his captivating aura came to his face.

While the pressure made Wu Dawei breathless, it also made him excited. How would he attack? Should he turn around and use his strong body to break through the inside line; or should he rely on his powerful strength to play back and forth on his back?

Wu Dawei couldn't guess Anthony's choice, but he found that no matter how Anthony chose, he seemed to have a solution. Is this the result he gained through hard work throughout the summer? Numerous defensive skills that Tibbets taught him appeared in Wu Dawei's mind.

He suddenly realized that he seemed to be a little confident.

The showdown between the two on the court attracted the attention of the whole audience. Not only head coach Byron Scott and Wright Tibbets who trained Wu Dawei in the summer, but also team owner Gilbert and team manager Ferry.

Everyone couldn't wait to see what kind of momentum this young player who performed amazingly as soon as he came on the court would show when facing Anthony.

Can his defense still use the rifle in his hand to pick out the hardest touchstone like last time?
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