However, these discussions put Meng Lang in no mood to answer Hill's questions. He packed up, picked up his bag and left.
The sun sets in the free America. No matter how safe the place is, it looks one way during the day and another at night. He has just received a thousand dollars from Hill, and he is from China. It is easy to attract the attention of some people.
Besides, he didn't think there was still business after defeating Hill twice in a row.
Go back and rest early!
Today is quite tiring. I just finished the trial training in the morning.
But he didn't expect that Hill would catch up.
"Man, I'm sorry for causing you so much trouble." He apologized again, his tone sincere.
Meng Lang replied: "It's okay. If you sign another check for 500 dollars, I will forgive you generously."
The companion who came with Hill couldn't stand listening any more and replied angrily: "Hey, man..."
But Meng Lang didn't expect that Hill actually took out his checkbook again.
It’s also really rich!
In fact, there was nothing wrong with Hill. He had paid for Meng Lang's opening business, so he could participate. Even Meng Lang's temporary price increase broke the rules, so Meng Lang just said it as a joke. Hill's uprightness surprised him.
He smiled and stretched out his hand to stop: "It's just a joke, man. But the way you sign the check is really handsome!"
Hill once again invited Meng Lang to participate in the trial training. Seeing his sincere appearance, Meng Lang decisively refused. He is looking forward to Hill's expression when they meet in the arena.
Hill looked at Meng Lang's leaving figure and sighed: "What a pity, what a pity."
His partner blew a disdainful breath: "This guy might just be a good shot..."
Is it necessary to be so pity?
He didn't understand.
Hill didn't explain much. He was born in a sports family and had been exposed to it since he was a child. After just a few glances, he knew how outstanding Meng Lang's static talent was. Some people are born to play basketball, and Meng Lang is such a person.
He decided to squat with him again tomorrow.
If it doesn’t work once, just do it twice; if it doesn’t work twice, do it three times!
Christian Laettner left.
This is his first time as captain. He wants to continue to cut the net off the opponent's basket on the stage of the Finals.
If you want to accomplish this, you must recruit troops to ensure the strength of Duke's lineup. Meng Lang is the Duke Jigsaw in his heart.
Maybe Meng Lang didn't expect that before he imagined himself playing with Hill, Hill had already started imagining playing with him. On the way home, he passed by the bank, cashed out the money from Hill's check, and deposited it into his card.
I made nearly 1,200 dollars today.
Really quite a lot.
Can……
After competing like this with Hill, I'm afraid I won't even be able to earn 100 dollars tomorrow.
And when he does get into the Blue Devils, it will be difficult for him to make 50 dollars a day.
After doing this, Meng Lang's whole face drooped.
However, he soon regained his composure. The boat would naturally straighten out when it reached the bridge, and there would be some "leeks" after all.
If that doesn't work, just take a bus to the university town next to North Carolina!
On the way home, he didn't forget to go to the Internet cafe to check his mailbox. At this time, the notice of the re-examination was already lying in his mailbox. After checking it carefully, Meng Lang discovered an interesting point that he had always ignored:
Basketball Scholarship!
As long as he passes the re-examination and becomes a member of the Duke Blue Devils, he will be eligible to apply for a basketball scholarship. And Duke is different from other schools. The poorer the school, the higher the scholarships it can apply for. In Meng Lang's case, at least 5 Thousands of knives!
Although there are academic requirements, Meng Lang's studies have never been a problem, and he gets A's in everything.
Seeing this news, Meng Lang suddenly felt that the air in the Internet cafe was much refreshed.
He decided to take a good rest tomorrow to recharge his batteries and prepare for the re-examination battle.
At the same time, Hill, who returned to his dormitory, called Old K. ——After thinking about it, Hill decided to "get to the stomach in one step" and take Old K with him to see Meng Lang tomorrow. He couldn't believe that Meng Lang could refuse his invitation and also refuse Old K's invitation! In terms of attracting people, Hill was convinced by Old K. The letters he wrote were so heart-touching that one couldn't help but want to rush to him, tears streaming down his face, and he choked with sobs. Say: "Coach, I want to play basketball."
When Lao K heard that there was a good idea, his eyes lit up and he immediately agreed.
In this way, Meng Lang lay comfortably at home for a day, while Hill and Old K spent a day "standing" on the street. Until 4:30 in the afternoon, Hill still vowed: "Coach, believe me, he will come here to set up a stall soon. If you really believe me, although he is Asian, but..."
Wait a moment...
When Old K heard this, he frowned slightly and realized that the matter was not simple: "Asian? What is his name?"
"He screamed, he screamed, uh..." Hill couldn't say.
"height?"
"It should be about 2 meters."
"hairstyle?"
"Longer than mine."
"A good shot?"
"Yes, very good. I compared shooting with him twice and lost both times! And from my observation, his wingspan is very good in all aspects, but... Huh? Where are you, coach? Let's wait. Wait, he is really coming soon!"
After listening to Hill's description, Old K raised his legs and walked towards the school. Hill hurriedly caught up, trying to stop him and wait. Old K said angrily: "The person you are talking about is called Meng Lang. I am better than you." Cooked!"
"Eh?"
Hill was a little dumbfounded. He didn't understand why Old K knew Meng Lang.
This must be an ordinary stall holder!
Old K looked at his appearance and knew that this kid had been deceived again. Just thinking about what Meng Lang had done, it was not surprising that Hill was deceived by this kid.
Hill is good at everything, but he is too honest. If others dare to speak, he dares to listen. The key is that he really dares to believe! This is the source of the growing environment. Old K believes things will be much better if Meng Lang takes him with him in the future.
It's another sunny morning.
A story began to circulate on the streets of Nashville that a Chinese man beat Hill by 1,000 dollars in shooting. Meng Lang arrived at the arena on time to take part in the retest.
Compared to the noisy first test, there were a lot fewer competitors in the retest, and the conditions seemed to be good in all aspects, unlike the mixed results in the first test.
Meng Lang found a place to put down his bag, and then threw himself into warming up.
Even though the competitors this time are stronger, he believes that as long as he performs normally, these people will not be his opponents. He still has this confidence.
"Is it him?"
In the stands, Old K saw Meng Lang when he entered the door, and turned to look at Grant Hill next to him. Just by looking at his expression, he knew that it was Meng Lang who he bumped into the afternoon before yesterday.
"Look at it!"
Seeing that Hill was so interested in Meng Lang, Old K handed Hill the results of Meng Lang's trial in the first round of trials.
After Hill finished reading, his eyes became even hotter.
He was indeed right. This guy's basketball talent is indeed outstanding.
Now it depends on how he performs in actual combat. As long as he shows a little presence, he will probably be able to join the school team.
After all, this talent is too good and can be cultivated. Old K will never miss it.
Unexpectedly, Old K said lightly at this time: "Look forward to it!"
"ha?"
Hill looked stunned, showing Nick Young's face.
What does this mean?
Listening to Old K's tone, he seemed to know what kind of performance Meng Lang could perform.
But if Meng Lang was really so powerful, Hill wouldn't have never heard of him!
When he went back yesterday, he searched specifically for information about Meng Lang, but found nothing. None of the top high school students this year are from China.
The grouping on the sidelines has ended. Meng Lang played on behalf of the white team. The first goal he scored was a beautiful reverse run, which opened up the space between him and the opponent. However, the ball carrier of the white team failed to find him at the first time. s position.
"pity!"
Hill saw it clearly. He was afraid that Old K might not see it, so he deliberately made a sound. The deliberate tone made Old K smile lightly and ignore it.
Soon Hill also discovered that he didn't need to do this at all.
Because in just two rounds, Meng Lang easily opened up a bigger opening, big enough for the No. 1 position on the same team to see him. Reasonable passing is the most basic assessment for the No. 1 position, so the teammate did not deliberately not pass the ball because Meng Lang was from China. The next second the ball came to his hand, Meng Lang raised his hand and shot.
The movements are chic and beautiful.
The ball was also scored neatly.
"Uh-huh!"
After gaining the trust of his teammates, Meng Lang quickly hit his second shot from the same angle, which was still as picturesque as ever.
Hill's eyes were filled with excitement. Such easy and freehand shooting is what he lacks the most at the moment. It is also what Duke will lose the most when Laettner leaves.
Old K's eyes were also bright.
What Hill saw was Meng Lang's precise shooting, and what he saw was Meng Lang's excellent running ability.
Also, the team was all improvised, and the fact that he was able to form effective cooperation with his teammates so quickly shows that he has an excellent sense of teamwork, is proactive and proactive.
And this was the highlight that impressed Old K the most when watching the video.
At Duke, the first priority is the team.
