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072: The draft lottery has changed again!(3/4)

Next, they all have to work hard in different places. If Li Ang wants to gain a foothold in the NBA, it is impossible for him to have time to find her.

And Nicole, she would not give up her dream and stay by Li Ang’s side easily. In that case, what’s the difference between it and her parents arranged to marry a rich person as soon as she graduated?

In this era when video calls and online chats are not allowed, it is really difficult to maintain relationships if you are separated by two places for a year or two.

"So, Li. You must work hard, because you are my role model. I will work hard too. Maybe my painting exhibition will come here in the future?"

After Nicole finished speaking, she stepped forward, stroked Li Ang’s face with one hand, and then tiptoed to kiss her, "Goodbye, sports boy. Hold me tight, the wind is so cool at night~"

Li Ang undoubtedly reached a new intersection, and this is the case with the intersection of life. You don’t know who you will meet or who will leave.

But no matter what, the marks of these people cannot disappear.

That night, Francis waited in the dormitory for Li Ang until 2 a.m. but hadn't seen anyone come back.

He cried.

Unexpectedly, I was abandoned by Li Ang again on the last day of my college career!

I will never leave me alone!

Scumbag!

Francis is empty, lonely, and cold.

Boss Fu, no, how can a single dog like Fuss Fuss understand?

Li Ang and Nicole, they must have each other once in the end.

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Early the next morning, Li Ang returned to the dormitory and found that Francis was lying in bed curled up.

He looks like a pi

Ahem.

"Hey, I'm getting up, what time is it."

"Damn, you know how to come back!" Francis looked aggrieved.

Li Ang resisted the urge to slap him, "Stop talking nonsense, I forgot to ask you yesterday, where are you going to train before the draft."

"I? I don't know."

"Then you won't train until the draft?"

"I don't know."

Li Ang:

God knows how you became the second best person back then.

"If you have time, you can train with me. Before this year's draft, Oakley should have a training camp and Big Ben will go."

"Big Ben? Who is Da Ben?" Francis asked seriously.

Good guy, it’s a good thing that I’m not here, otherwise he would have to kill someone on the spot.

I averaged 6 points and 8 rebounds per game this season, and this data is only a little 100 million less than O'Neal. If you say it again, don't you know me?

Do you watch the game or not? Fuck, pseudo-fan!

"Well, I'm a NBA player, and I train with them every summer. If you want to come, I can say something to Oakley."

"Okay, OK, train together, hehe. I'll feel more at ease with you."

Francis was smiling very brightly now, and he had no idea what Oakley's training camp was for.

Isn't anyone really thinking it's a basketball training camp?

Just the little body of the second brother

Danger! Danger! Danger! Danger!

In the afternoon of the same day, the NCAA announced the results of this year's major awards.

Brand, who is both good at character and academic performance, finally won the John Wooden Award, which is almost the top personal honor that college athletes can get, equivalent to the NBA's regular season MVP.

There has been no suspense about this award. Although Francis and Li Ang have better grades and their data are not bad, there is basically no possibility of winning.

Because the John Wooden Award is awarded to student players, it not only depends on the player's strength, but also on the player's academic performance and character.

When Fu Lao Er grasped his academic performance, he was always on the lowest standard line.

In terms of character, Li Ang actually has no big problem, that is, he just slapped someone and cried on the spot during live broadcasts across the United States.

There were also some unscrupulous media who accidentally elbowed Hamilton during the game, and some unscrupulous media exaggerated that Li Ang won the championship with a foul action, which also caused some bad effects.

After all, he is a student player, and strength is not the only standard. The original intention of the John Wooden Award was to find a young role model for young friends.

If both Li Ang and Francis became role models, then the ugly country would be a pill.

Although he missed the Wooden Award, when Leon and Francis beat Bathir and others, they entered the Associated Press NCAA Lineup of the Year and the NCAA Championships.

Touch the two best teams of P+ACC and the two best teams of NCAA.

Li Ang also gained a lot in his college career, and he is the most successful junior college to undergraduate player in history.

After deciding on training, Li Ang also left school and finally returned home with a lot of gains.

Although it is not my "real" home, I still have to go back and take a look after it.

Back in China in 1999, the feeling of the times that came to mind.

"Road 58, 58, get on the bus and leave! Hurry, Master, please step faster!"

In this era, the small city where Li Ang lived did not have so many buses, most of which were minibuses.

After arriving at the station, the ticket seller would shout wildly, urging everyone to get on the bus as soon as possible and lock the door.

According to the memory in his mind, Li Ang squeezed into the minibus home. At this time, the ticket sellers would come to collect the money one by one.

At the intersection ahead, a traffic policeman is directing traffic.

When the ticket seller saw it, he hurriedly greeted everyone: "Please bother all the passengers standing, it's a problem! Thank you!"

Well, letting the standing person squat down to prevent the traffic police from seeing that the car is overloaded.

The ticket seller looked at Li Ang who was still half taller after squatting down, and shook his head: "Forget this master, you can still stand up!"

Li Ang’s height may not be tall on the basketball court, but in this small town in southern China, the height of 2.03 meters is also very eye-catching.

When I got home, my mother had already prepared a table of dishes, a serious Chinese cuisine!

The old father walked up with glasses and took the luggage from Li Ang’s hand.

"Are you tired? Come and have a meal first!"

Fathers in this era always do this, not talking much but being kind

Li Ang looked at his home and found that cut newspapers were posted everywhere on the wall.

It's all about yourself!

Other people post children's certificates on the wall, while Li Ang's family posts newspapers on the wall.

In this era, going to newspapers is a big deal after all.

As long as Li Ang appears in domestic newspapers, the old couple will patiently cut them all.

This led to those who collected old newspapers always running to Li Ang’s house during this period.

After staying at home for a few days, to be honest, this strange parents still made Li Ang uncomfortable.

But one thing is to say, living in China is really much more comfortable than living in an ugly country.

At least there are no ugly players in the country who are not very smart to show their IQ every day.

During the break at home, Li Ang also closely monitored the NBA's trends and watched a mosaic vs. Lakers game with his father.

Before the game began, the reporters surrounded Barkley and O'Neal.

He forced Barkley to fulfill his promise to lick his butt.

O'Neal said I'm not embarrassed by you, don't really lick it, just touch your lips slightly and count it.

Barkley was convinced. At the beginning, what he said was not licking, why did he feel as if you were generous?

Barkley was willing to accept the loss, but he also wanted to make trouble for O'Neal. I can't suffer a loss by myself.

Sir Ba thought to take off Shaq's pants when kissing her butt later, so that everyone could see if the little shark grew up.

"Come on Shaq, take it off!" Barkley even smiled.

However, O'Neal lifted the shorts up hard, stuck in his crotch, revealing his butt egg.

"Come on, Charles! I just washed it in the locker room five times. I promise, if you don't believe me, ask Kobe!"

"Ah this"

O'Neal hates you!

Damn, let's go!
To be continued...
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