After taking a shower and changing his clothes, Wang Jun's first thing was to call Abby, and they all had to chat with each other after the game.

When the phone was connected, Abby's voice came, and there was a feeling of being indescribable, three points of laziness, three points of resentment, and the rest was indifferent. "Hey? What's the matter?"

"Abby, the game is over, I scored 40 points today!"

"Oh." Abby replied.

"You seem to be very unstimulated. What's wrong? Are you feeling uncomfortable?" Wang Jun asked with concern.

"I'm fine." Abby's tone softened when he saw him nervous. "Don't worry, it's just a little tired."

Wang Jun thought of himself going out to relax, and all the problems were solved, and he smiled and said, "Don't force yourself too much about internship. Relax and go out to have fun. The work will be smoother if you have a happy mood."

"How to relax? Go to the playground like you? No one goes with me." Abby felt inexplicably confused.

"We can go together when you come back." Wang Jun paused and smiled, "How do you know I'm going to the playground? Did Luo Lisa say it again?"

"Many people know." Abby snorted, feeling a little sore, and wanted to explain, but opened his mouth but didn't know what to say.

He said he didn't want Wang Jun to be friends with an older ugly girl? Wang Jun first treated Theron because he wanted to follow her. How could he say this?

If you don’t say anything, you will easily be misunderstood and feel like you are jealous.

She was not jealous, but her sense of loss of her good friend being "snatched away". She had never met Theron and knew that the other party had no malice, but she was affected and could not ignore it because there was only Wang Jun, the friend of the opposite sex.

Wang Jun found Abby unhappy and quickly explained: "I haven't gone out to play after coming to the United States. Charlie said that I put too much pressure on myself, so I couldn't play well. I should relax, so I went there. Don't believe what the Internet said, in short, don't get me wrong, we are not couples."

"Who misunderstood you? Could it be that she asked you?"

Wang Jun nodded to the phone and said in one breath: "Yes. I don't know where to play. She said she would take me to see you and teach me that I can ask you to go on a date, otherwise I would be bored when I go out with someone like me. Maybe you would rather read a book at home."

Abby held his cell phone, opened his big eyes and asked, "She teaches you a date?"

"She and I are really ordinary friends. She works with the crew and will leave after filming the movie..." Wang Jun found that he seemed to have said too much. Isn't this obvious that he has any ideas about Abby? It's easy for him to speak English.

"So, she teaches you how to ask me?"

"Uh...yes." Wang Jun admitted very barely.

Abby smiled so hard that he leaned back and forth, the flowers trembled, and his dull expression suddenly became bright.

I taught people how to date a girl and told the person involved that it was so stupid that I was simply helpless.

Abby thought it was fun. She knew what kind of person Wang Jun was. She was a training maniac on the sports field, with amazing perseverance and a simple life, unlike a young man. As for love, he probably didn't know what love was.

If such a person asks her seriously and prepares her for some "surprise" or something, that's a hell.

"Hey... you're laughing too loudly." Wang Jun said awkwardly.

"Fool."

"Okay, you not only laughed loudly, but also scolded me..." Wang Jun smiled bitterly, "Will you go to the amusement park with me when you come back?"

"Go and wait for me to come back. You must win three big prizes for me, otherwise it will be over." Abby smiled.

"OK."

Abby became excited and teased: "This is just a date for good friends. I remind you that at that time, don't prepare fireworks, roses and other confessions like those people."

"Ah?" Wang Jun was stunned.

"I know you won't do such boring things." Abby smiled.

Wang Jun is usually very frugal, fireworks and roses are expensive. In his style, he would rather invite her to have a big meal.

After chatting for a while, the two hung up the phone.

Wang Jun is in a better mood. I really hope Abby will return to Ann Arbor tomorrow.

The next day, the team took a break and three days later the final game of the first half of the Big Ten season.

Bobby Houston attended a friend's party last night and played until midnight. He was drunk and lost consciousness and slept at his friend's house for the whole night.

He is a star at the party, and people applaud him when he tells a cold joke, which is something he has never seen before in the first three years of school.

It was almost noon, Bobby, who was hangover, returned to the dormitory, passed the training hall, and was startled to see the door open.

Is there training today?

Bobby was so dizzy that he couldn't move his mind. To be safe, he walked into the stadium.

There was only one person in the empty arena. Wang Jun shot outside the three-point line, ran to the basket to pick up the ball, then quickly transported it out, dribbling the ball behind his back, turned around and dribbling the ball under his crotch, and other actions, and then took action outside the three-point line...

Seeing a teammate coming, Wang Jun didn't go to pick up the ball after shooting, and smiled and said hello. "Hi, Bobby."

"Wang, why are you still training? Aren't we just one game left before the holiday?" Bobby asked.

"Just because there is only one game left, I must play better than playing. I don't have to keep my energy anymore. I have time to rest after playing."

The same question, a completely different view.

"You're not satisfied with your score of 40?" Bobby was a little surprised.

"It's only 40 points, this..." Wang Jun wanted to say "This is not the NBA." He felt too arrogant and didn't say it. "Anyway, I'll continue to practice."

Wang Jun picked up the basketball and continued to practice.

Bobby watched a while, Wang Jun hit three-pointers in various positions, then tirelessly went to the basket to pick up the ball, took it out, and then shot.

He practiced like this for five minutes without any pain on his face, and he seemed to have a little enjoyment.

He was so focused that he almost forgot about Bobby's existence.

Bobby's wine was completely awake and he suddenly felt ashamed.

He was just the starter of the school team and the team led the regular season in the top ten leagues, so he was satisfied and boasted about the team's achievements while celebrating with his friends.

His average of only 8.3 points, 4.7 rebounds and 1.2 assists per game, not only did he not improve compared to last season, but he also declined.

David asked him to practice high-level mid-range shots, and he made 400 goals a day, which made him feel very painful. He took up his own private time after training in the team. Until now, his jump shot shooting rate is not high, and he must have an open space to ensure a certain amount of efficiency.

He is relatively thin. Although he moves fast enough and bounces well, he suffers from being in the inside. Whenever he feels tired of training and wants to be lazy, Bobby will say to himself: "What are you practicing? You can't become a professional player if you don't have enough talent."

But compared with Wang Jun, how could he not have enough talent? David said that if he practices shooting well, he might become an excellent small forward.

The mentality of just living by hand is the reason why he cannot become a professional player.

David would not force him to train, he thought he could be easier. In fact, David made too many requests to him last season, but he didn't do it and was disappointed.

Should I practice more during the holidays?

Is it still time to work hard now? Can you still become a professional player?
Chapter completed!