Oakland, California.

Schwartz took Sun Yi out of the airport, got on the long-awaited special car, and headed to the Golden State Warriors arena.

Not long after, the special car drove to Oracle Arena.

Warriors coach Nelson and general manager Larry Riley waited in front of the arena gate for a long time.

Schwartz brought Sun Yi forward to say hello and say a few polite words.

After some polite greetings, Sun Yi and his group entered the arena.

Schwartz exchanged trial training details with Nelson and Larry Riley, while Sun Yi waited patiently.

After the discussion, Schwartz whispered in Sun Yi's ear.

"Sun, just show what you are best at."

Sun Yi nodded to express his understanding.

Of course he knows that if he wants to leave a good impression on the trial team, he has to show what he is good at and cover up what he is not good at.

Afterwards, Sun Yi followed the Warriors' trainer for a physical test.

Dozens of minutes later, the Warriors trainer came back with Sun Yi in training clothes.

"His physical test data is better than expected." The Warriors' trainer handed the physical test form to Nelson.

"Oh, the fact that you are so optimistic about him means that this little guy is pretty good!"

Old Nelson took the physical test form and checked Sun Yi's various detailed data.

Name: Sun Yi

Age:18

Nationality:Chinese

Height:203cm

Weight: 102kg

Wingspan:221cm

In-situ take-off height: 74 cm

Start-up height: 92 cm

3/4 sprint speed: 3.12 seconds

Bottom line return run: 11.6 seconds

85kg bench press: 14 times

…

"Excellent static talent, excellent running and jumping ability, and very good strength."

After reading this, Nelson nodded with satisfaction and asked the trainer to take Sun Yi to do ball training.

In training with the ball, Sun Yi still performed very well, but there were some minor flaws in his three-point shooting.

During the mid-range shooting training, Sun Yi's shooting percentage was very high, including open shots, shots after catching the ball, and shots under interference.

However, in the three-point shooting training, Sun Yi only hit 8 goals in one minute, and his shooting rate was appalling.

"This shooting percentage is a bit bad! It can't be compared with his NCAA performance." Larry Riley said worriedly.

"Maybe this little guy hasn't adapted to the NBA's three-point line. After all, the NBA's three-point line is longer than the NCAA's." Old Nelson replied.

He was not disappointed and felt that this was normal. Every young man who just entered the league needs some time to adapt.

In the subsequent ball-handling and passing training, Sun Yi's performance was remarkable and he made no major mistakes.

"This little guy's ball-handling ability has improved significantly. It seems that he has not wasted these two months. He is really a hard-working kid."

Nelson nodded with satisfaction. No head coach doesn't like players who train hard.

Just when Nelson asked the trainer to come on for confrontation training, a discordant voice interrupted the ongoing trial training.

"Eh? You are trying out newbies. I came at the wrong time!"

Stephen Jackson looked at the surprised crowd, pretending to be surprised and scratching his head, but had no intention of turning around and leaving.

Old Nelson said with a smile: "Stephen, you came just in time. I was worried about not being able to find players for training against Sun."

Hearing such a conversation, Sun Yi frowned, already guessing the whole story.

If Nelson hadn't arranged it in advance, it wouldn't be such a coincidence.

At the same time, Schwartz said: "Mr. Nelson, the trial training plan we discussed before did not include such a link. You have violated the agreement on your own initiative. I want to leave with my employer."

"Mr. Schwartz, I did not violate the agreement. Confrontation training is also a part of the trial training. I just temporarily changed a player." Old Nelson argued.

On the other side, Jackson looked at Sun Yi and said with a provocative tone: "Don't the NCAA's MOP dare to challenge?"

Sun Yi knew this was a trap, so he had no choice but to jump in, otherwise he would never be able to remove the label of being timid.

"I am very happy to play against Stephen. I want to see how big the gap is between me and NBA star players." Sun Yi did not finish his words and left himself a way out.

This season, Wu Sheng Jackson averaged 20.7 points, 5.1 rebounds and 6.5 assists per game, which is indeed the data of an All-Star player.

Seeing that Sun Yi was so sensible, Jackson decided to put some pressure on him to prevent this little guy from losing too badly.

"Come on! I'm in a hurry, so I'll play 5 balls with you."

Jackson quickly took off his training jacket, did stretching exercises for a while to warm up, and then came to Sun Yi.

"Sun, you attack first."

Sun Yi nodded, received the basketball, made a triple threat action, and took a tentative step.

Jackson planned to release the ball and did not step forward to defend, leaving Sun Yi with enough space to take action.

Seeing this situation, Sun Yi did not take a three-point shot. He knew how much he weighed, so he let the ball break through the three-point line. Seeing Jackson retreating, he immediately stopped and shot a jumper.

When Jackson saw this, he immediately stopped and stretched out his hand to interfere symbolically.

A swish sound!

Hollow into the net!

On the sidelines, Old Nelson shouted loudly: "Stephen, don't let yourself go, this little guy is awesome, be careful of losing the game."

After Sun Yi heard this, he cursed in his heart: "This bad old man is very bad. He is not a good person at first glance!"

"It's my turn, little one, get ready."

Jackson took the ball, blocked Sun Yi sideways, then suddenly turned around and threw Sun Yi half a step away.

Sun Yi immediately turned around and chased after him as fast as he could.

When Jackson saw this, he immediately stopped suddenly, distanced himself from Sun Yi, and took off to shoot.

At the same time, Sun Yi quickly stopped the car and stretched his arms to interfere.

"Dang!"

The basketball bounced out of the frame and missed!

"Let me just say that this little guy is amazing, Stephen, you have to show your true ability to win the game." Old Nelson said again.

At this time, Sun Yi had already labeled Old Nelson as "Old Yin Beep" in his mind.

It was Sun Yi's turn to attack again. This time he directly pulled up and shot a three-pointer, and he was very lucky to make the shot.

After being scored by Sun Yi one after another, Jackson lost face and decided to be more serious.

In this attack, Jackson suddenly made a fake move of worshiping Buddha. Seeing that Sun Yi was not fooled, he rushed up and rushed towards the penalty area with Sun Yi on his back.

"Damn it! This guy is serious about it, it really hurts!" Sun Yi complained in his heart.

Jackson came to the basket, pushed Sun Yi away, and scored a goal with a rebound.

"Boy, you know the difference! NBA is not a game for children." Jackson said harsh words after scoring.

Sun Yi ignored it. Just now, he was simply knocked away because he was not used to the intensity of the confrontation. Such a situation would not happen next.

Sun Yi attacked again. He made a fake shot. Seeing that Jackson was not fooled, he immediately started to break through to the three-point line.

Jackson quickly moved sideways to block. He didn't believe that the little guy in front of him could break through his defense.

Sun Yi collided with Jackson and almost made a mistake. He stumbled and regained control of the ball.

"My current offensive ability with the ball really cannot beat NBA quasi-star players."

Sun Yi changed his strategy, directly pulled up and shot.

Jackson did not expect that Sun Yi would come up with this move, or he may have been negligent and failed to interfere.

The basketball went hollow into the net, and Sun Yi scored another victory.

When Wu Sheng Jackson attacked, he directly carried Sun Yi to the basket and forced a layup against Sun Yi's defense.

Looking back, Sun Yi once again made a pull-up jumper but was interfered by Jackson and failed to hit.
To be continued...