The vast sea surface is rippling, and the breeze blowing through the sea brings a hint of peace and tranquility of the night; the surging waves stop roaring at this time, quietly swallowing up every dry sand on the beach, and then slowly sink back to the sea.

The dark night was like boundless thick ink smearing heavily in the endless sky, like a piece of washed blue and black cloth, hiding the tired moon and stars into the deepest clouds.

The earth was already asleep, and except for the occasional roaring motor roaring, the neglected street was silent.

There is no crazy dance music, nor graceful singing. Even if this is the most prosperous beach city in the United States, it cannot withstand the fatigue and sleepiness of the night.

This is the night at 4 a.m. in Miami.

She faded away the hot and hotness that swayed in the daytime in the past, and was as quiet as a shy virgin at this time.

Click.

The door opened in a residential building next to the street, and a tall and sturdy figure walked out of the corridor.

The blackness of the night enveloped everything, making it impossible to see his appearance. But his tall and tall figure was unignorable. He slowly walked to the street and put down the bicycle carrying it on his shoulders.

Then, it disappeared into the darkness.

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The cool air is filled with a hint of cold, unlike the humid and warm smell of Miami in the past, but it makes people feel more refreshed.

The bicycle made a "chi" sound as the chain rolled, and wrote a lonely accompaniment on the rare leisurely streets of Miami.

After walking through this tall city with high-rise buildings for more than half an hour, Wu Dawei came to his destination at this time.

He looked at the training hall in front of him panting, and there was still darkness around him. But Wu Dawei seemed to be used to it. He took out the key from his pocket and opened the door straight.

Click.

KAKA.

KAKAKAKA.

The bright lights dispel the darkness in the training hall and make it appear more deserted than the streets in the early morning.

Wu Dawei stretched his limbs a few times, took off his clothes, changed into training clothes, and started training alone as before.

He never cared about these things, nor did he feel lonely would be a torment.

Otherwise, he would not have persisted year after year. If he persisted day after day, he would be even less likely to become the fifth basketball player in Chinese basketball history and entered the NBA through drafts.

Thinking of this, Wu Dawei laughed. At the draft in June 2009, although the 19-year-old Wu Dawei was only in the second round 30 pick and was the last one picked by the Miami Heat, he walked on the stage and shook hands with the league vice president Stu Jackson for a moment. This young man, who was 203 cm tall and weighed 110 kilograms, was still smiling as satisfied as a slut.

Because this is the NBA, the place I yearn for most is the place I yearn for in the world. Young people are not depressed by the low rankings, but instead feel that they have the whole world at this moment.

The 2009-2010 season was the first stop of Wu Dawei's career. He thought he could fly high and conquer this basketball temple that was once impressed by Yao Ming. However, the full ideal eventually turned into a skinny reality.

In this Miami Heat's pretty successful season, Wu Dawei experienced the biggest blow to date in his basketball life.

In 82 regular season games, Wu Dawei played in only five games, played for a total of 30 minutes, scoring 10 points, 10 rebounds and 2 blocks.

At least I also got a double-double. Wu Dawei has always been very good at Ah Q, Yao Ming is not awesome, and his rookie season is only 13+8.

But they are averaging data...

Well, I did fail this season completely. Because I didn't even make the 12-man roster in the playoffs, the Filipino monkey obviously had a big bias towards the taller and more handsome Asians than him.

Otherwise, he would not turn a blind eye to a player who works hard and has good physical conditions.

You see, the result is not very bad. Although Wu Dawei was frustrated in this failed season, he at least has not given up on himself. He still insists on getting up at 4 a.m. every day to train until he can't practice.

Shooting, breakthrough, back-to-back singles, and strength are all compulsory courses for Wu Dawei every day.

Even the team's boss Dwyne Wade was amazed at Wu Dawei's diligence. Every time he faced the media, especially from China, he always praised him like this: "Wu is the hardest and most talented player I have ever seen."

Huh? Why do I sound so familiar to you? Oh, it turns out that Kobe often praises Sun Yue like this.

This is my story. Wu Dawei really wants to describe his first season in the tone of Arenas, but I will forget it. When I succeed and become famous, this book will start with a big start, it should be more awesome to say it.

However, the premise is that you have to achieve some achievements. Generally, the lowest achievement of a man in the novel is a champion.

I can't be the protagonist of a novel with the greatest honor of "two-double". Then this book should be a classic textbook that is a failure.

So Wu Dawei resolutely decided to be more ruthless to himself, "I will shoot 500 baskets today!"

Wu Dawei dragged a basket of basketballs to the court, picked up a basketball and made two dribbles under his crotch, and then made an emergency stop jump shot from the middle distance!

Bang!

Basketballs smashed the basket and were clean and neat. It seems that American-made basketballs do not understand the worldly style, so how can they embarrass the protagonist in the beginning like this?

Not to mention the clean and neat goal, it proves the hero's determination to succeed; at least he has to bump into the basket and score a difficult goal, which can also be regarded as a description of his twists and turns in his mental journey.

Wu Dawei was about to say the word "grass" and greet this ungrateful basketball, but suddenly he felt a strong and strange feeling.

After the basketball hits the basket, it will fly to the left. This is a strange feeling that is indescribable, but it makes people unable to doubt it at all. Wu Dawei rushed to the left almost as soon as this thought came out.

Then……

He really got the rebound near the paint area on the left!

This result made Wu Dawei feel a little restless for a moment.

It's just a coincidence.

Wu Dawei shook his head, slapped the basketball and walked out of the three-point line again. Then he rushed in again, and then stopped and jumped again at the mid-range distance of 45 degrees on the left!

Bang!

It's really unpretentious.

Wu Dawei was a little depressed, but that feeling appeared again. He stopped walking back and then took another basketball, because that feeling told him that the basketball would jump around the blue neck and then rebound!

A second later, he stood there and looked at the basketball in surprise, feeling a little incredible.

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It was an incredible day.

At least this is definitely the case for Wu Dawei. Although he is a talented basketball genius in China, he never thought that he would be so perverted one day!

After three hours of continuous attempts, Wu Dawei found that he could "predict" the ball path! He could almost accurately judge the landing point of each rebound, but this was not enough. People are always greedy, otherwise there would be no word "the human heart is not enough to swallow an elephant".

He wanted to see if he could not only predict the landing point of the rebound, but also "predict" the opponent's dribble direction and shooting point ability.

This is an incredible and even ridiculous idea, but Wu Dawei is "naive" and wants to try his best.

Because if he really has this ability, then he believes that getting rid of the identity of "two-double pairs is the protagonist of the novel with the greatest achievement" is just around the corner!

"Hey, Chinese guy! You can come so early every day to be useful? You have to be my substitute obedient!"

At this time, a guy who was about the same height as Wu Dawei walked into the training hall. His name was Michael Beasley.

To describe him in one word, two words are... stupid. Fat Tiger, the villain in Doraemon, said that some people naturally have an annoying face; similarly, in "The Spy of the Dawen", the madam looked at Stephen Chow's face and felt happy, and she had the urge to itch if she didn't beat her hands.

Michael Beasley is such a ready-made example: this guy just turned 19 years old, and he had his eyes hanging down and his lips tightly pursed in any photo, like an old drug dealer asked by the police, with a look of beating "How can your mother do me?"

Ready-made guinea pig!

Wu Dawei looked at the pride of heaven who walked into the training hall and laughed happily like a slut.

As mentioned earlier, Wu Dawei usually uses two words to describe this college star. It is because Beasley has already naively mistakenly regarded 2B in the Chinese meaning as awesome in Wu Dawei's "Chunchun Induction".

He likes to use such an opening remark every time.

"Chinese guy, since you want to see the genius Beasley's football skills so much, I will let you see what 2B is!"

The two people's single-handed fight was usually initiated by Beasley, but it was Wu Dawei who first issued the challenge this morning.

So, while this made Beasley very excited, he also eager to try to teach Wu Dawei some lessons.

He had a fluent and coquettish dribble on the outside, and every time he shook Wu Dawei, the situation changed dribbling today. Beasley found that no matter how he exchanged hand dribble or how he was in disguise, it was difficult to get rid of Wu Dawei's candy.

"Hehehe."

Beasley stopped and shook violently. He took the ball with his right hand and took a few steps back and said, "Did you take aphrodisiac today?"

"No." Wu Dawei found that he could really predict the opponent's dribble changes in advance, so he couldn't help but be happy and got carried away because it felt so fucking praise!

"Damn you, uncle!" But Wu Dawei soon discovered that although he could predict the changes in Beasley's ball path, he still underestimated the shamelessness of this guy.

He took advantage of the moment when he was distracted in reply and accelerated suddenly and flew past himself to kill towards the basket.

"Hehe, this is Mr. Beasley's grandson's art of war!" Beasley was shameless and proud. He rushed into the basket and shouted, and then chose to end the attack with a licking basket.

Bang!

But the basketball was about to fly into the basket, like a volleyball, slapped hard on the rebound by a big palm, and then bounced out of bounds.

"Why are you so shameless, Chinese guy! Do you know this is a friendly match? You are so sinister. Will you extend your boom for an hour? It seems that if I haven't taught you a lesson for three days, you will forget the gap between supporting players and All-Star players! If that's the case, don't blame the uncle for letting you see what 2B means!"

Beasley was very angry and the consequences were serious, so he became Wu Dawei, the complete experimental subject today.

In an hour of one-on-one challenge, Wu Dawei blocked him 10 blocks and forced the talented player who had no dead corners in all scouts to the point where he could only take action outside the three-point line!

Self-confidence has soared, isn't it? Wu Dawei can laugh out loud while sitting on the sidelines drinking water, and he can tell how happy he is at this time. He has even begun to fantasize about the new season. When he achieved outstanding achievements with the Miami Heat, everyone was stunned!

This is the beginning of a novel protagonist. Although Beasley was beaten up by himself, he was not considered a superstar in the league, but he could only say that he was a shame.
To be continued...