The Cavaliers' training hall is located outside the downtown area of ​​Cleveland, on the suburbs. In fact, most teams' training halls are near the suburbs, because in today's cities, every inch of land has always been valuable.

"Hey, GREAT! You are a professional player after all, there is no need to lose your share like this, right?" Charles Barkley complained in the back seat of Wu Dawei's bicycle: "Even if you don't have a car, can't we take a taxi? Do we have to do this?"

"Haha!" Wu Dawei laughed out loud, making Barkley shrunk his head in fear. He looked around and said, "It's almost impossible for him to have no pedestrians on this section of the road at this time."

"Charles, sitting on the bicycle hasn't let you recall your wonderful student days?" Wu Dawei asked after laughing.

"My student days were indeed very beautiful, but that wasn't sitting in the back of your bike!" Barkley glared and roared: "Can't you just whisper?! Do you have to let people see me sitting in the back of your broken bike? I'm not interested in your anus!"

"Hey, of course I know this, Charles. In fact, my chrysanthemums are nothing but excreting Mitian. Even if you are interested, I won't agree!"

"Oh! You're so disgusting!"

Barkley frowned and complained behind Wu Dawei.

"Seriously, Charles, why are you willing to train me? I mean you are willing to help me. Now almost everyone is waiting to see my jokes in a few days."

Wu Dawei suddenly asked, which made Fatty Ba stunned for a moment, but then he said, "Maybe I like you kid."

"That's it?!" Wu Dawei obviously didn't think so. According to Barkley's character who had ridiculed Yao Ming, he should be standing on the same front with everyone to laugh at him.

"Otherwise, what else?" Barkley pondered for a moment, and then said, "I don't like LeBron James' approach this summer. It's nothing wrong with him leaving the Cavaliers to choose the Heat. That's his right and freedom. But how can he do that? He said arrogantly on the TV that I want to bring his talents to the East Coast. He should consider the feelings of Cleveland fans before leaving. After all, these people supported him unreservedly for seven years, and he also promised to bring a championship to Cleveland. But now, in order to please the Miami people, he has no scruples about all the fans he once gave him!"

"Then is something that has something to do with me?" Wu Dawei was quite moved after hearing this, because he didn't expect that this fat man, who was careless in front of the TV, would have a delicate side of his emotions.

"Because I think you are the most talented player in the Cleveland Cavaliers now..." Buckley regretted this after saying this: "Ouch... fuck! Can you hit a tree even if you ride a broken bicycle??"

Well, let's get to the point, how do you feel when you are praised by someone from one of the top 50 stars in the history of the league and say you are the most talented person on your team now?

Wu Dawei didn't know what would happen to others, he just felt very happy. He originally thought that the most talented person in the Cavaliers team should be Morris Williams, because although this guy is unpleasant, he does have some material on the offensive end, and he was selected for the East District All-Star lineup last season.

But now a retired superstar said that he was the most talented person. Then Wu Dawei began to think of another problem, maybe he could become the boss of this team!?

We all know that Wu Dawei's thoughts have always been very good. It only takes a second to jump from Mount Everest to the Sahara Desert. So he thought of the next game that was about to kick off. Perhaps defeating the team leader in the past seven years is the best time to get on the stage!

Thinking of this, Wu Dawei's face gradually turned red, and he was excited and nervous.

"Charles, do you say I am the most talented player in the Cavaliers right now?" Wu Dawei hurriedly helped the car up and asked.

Barkley had regretted telling the guy what he thought of him. He curled his lips, patted the dust on his body, and nodded, "That's right."

"Then do you think it's possible for me to beat LeBron James on the court in three days?" As soon as Wu Dawei said this question, he was hit by Barkley: "Three days later? Of course it is impossible!"

"Why!?" Wu Dawei was a little depressed.

"If you can beat this league in three days, maybe the strongest small forward ever, then why did you sit on the bench for the whole season last season? Young man, don't be blinded! You have to understand that the reason you are connected to James is not because of how outstanding your strength is, but the battle of words between you! In other words, people think you are a big mouth!"

"Oh~" Wu Dawei shook his head in annoyance, "You don't need to say that cruelly."

"Reality is always cruel. If you want to help the team beat the Heat in three days, then you should give up these meaningless fantasies now."

"You said before that I can't beat James."

"But you can help the team win, these are two concepts."

"How to win?" Wu Dawei was a little confused about Barkley's seemingly contradictory statement.

"I noticed that in your game, you have a high talent in defense! You can always accurately predict the opponent's next move, which is why you can contribute wonderful blocks and steals in every game when your defense is not very solid."

Barkley's observation of Wu Dawei was very detailed. After he decided to help Wu Dawei, he almost always watched his game. The two of them took a break and then continued to walk towards the training hall. The distance was not far, so they talked as they walked:

"But I don't think you're doing it for the best of your own."

"What does it mean?" Wu Dawei couldn't figure it out. He felt that he had achieved the ultimate defense.

"You are too concerned about steals, blocks, defense, and quick drops after defense! And you have done a good job in making up the dunks. I think the reason why you can make up the bounce with a height of 203 is that you often make up the dunks in the penalty area is because you can predict the landing point of the ball."

"Why do you say that?" Wu Dawei was a little surprised. He seemed to see the word "wisdom" on Barkley's forehead.

"Because I found that you hardly go to the position, every time you complete the re-dunk, you start at the same time after your teammates take action, then jump into the penalty area, and complete the dunk before everyone can react!"

Wu Dawei listened carefully to every word Barkley said, and was glad that this was a competitive novel. If it were a fantasy or urban novel, this fat man figured out the protagonist's biggest secret, and he would probably die without a sense of existence even if he died...

"Have you ever heard this saying that only those who master rebounding can master the game!"

"Takaki Akagi?"

"Is that the name of Shenma? I have never heard of someone in the United States whose surname is Gangxian..."

“…Okay, you keep talking.”

"Rebounding is an essential part of a basketball game. Offensive rebounding can give your team much more shooting opportunities than your opponents. Even if you feel bad in the game, offensive rebounding can also save you points lost in the feel; and defensive rebounding can guarantee your points loss. Think about it, if your opponent only has one shot every time you attack, even if their shooting percentage is 100%, they may only have about 30 shots in a game. How many points can these opportunities become?"

Barkley's words shocked Wu Dawei. He suddenly realized that he had missed the most important thing before.

"But fortunately, it's not too late for you to understand. At least you have three days to adapt to this habit. In every offense and defense, after your opponent or teammates shoot basketball, use the talent given to you by God and try your best to compete for every rebound! To be that controller, you have the opportunity to help the team defeat the Cleveland Cavaliers where LeBron James is located in three days!"

The two of them talked as they walked and the training hall was approaching. Barkley glanced at the gate of the training hall and stopped and said, "GREAT, you have performed well enough this season. But if you want a player like LeBron James, you have to do better!"

PS: Sorry, the update was late... because I spent two hours of extra work~

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Chapter completed!