My days of working at the NBA

Chapter 4: A complete loss of face

The next second, gasps and whistles erupted in the training hall.

Clearly, the visual impact of Du Ze's massive block stunned everyone.

Carroll stared blankly for two seconds, then, still stubbornly insisting, "That was clearly goaltending."

Du Ze bent down, picked up the ball, and handed it back: "Okay, you can continue."

The two players returned to the three-point line, exchanged possession, and the one-on-one game resumed.

The two sides stood there, facing each other from a distance.

This time, Carroll's playful smile was gone, replaced by a serious and earnest expression.

He stepped out with his left foot, striking a pose as if starting a sports car.

Duze took a half step back with his right foot, and then didn't move. He saw that Carroll's shoulder hadn't fully sunk, his foot wasn't really putting any force into the ground, and the ball was still tucked into his arms, showing no intention of dribbling.

This is clearly a feint.

The fact that they could pull off such a fake move is so obvious; it's even more fake than a man saying "I only love you."

Carroll actually managed to do that? They really don't treat him like a human being!

really.

Seeing that Du Ze remained unmoved.

Carroll quickly pulled his foot back.

Immediately afterwards, this guy actually bent his knees and made a shooting motion.

If it were someone else, Du Ze might take a step forward.

But the person in front of him, Carol, was his teammate, and Duze knew him very well.

Carroll does have three-point shooting ability, but the three-point ability mentioned here definitely does not include contested three-pointers.

Given Carroll's 76cm vertical jump and release point, if he were to pull up for a three-pointer from that position, Duze could easily pounce on him and contest the shot before he even releases it.

result.

As expected, Carroll took it back again.

After two consecutive feints failed to work, Carroll finally started to get impatient.

This time, as he stepped forward with his right foot, he combined the ball-passing motion with a forward lunge.

It's clear that this breakthrough is for real.

Du Ze immediately stepped up.

The two bodies collided with a loud bang.

Carroll's steps were unsteady; instead of advancing, he retreated, and the ball in his hand almost floated away.

Clearly, Carroll was at a disadvantage in every aspect, including size, weight, lower body strength, and upper body strength. He gained no advantage whatsoever in this hand-to-hand combat.

Moreover, Carroll's dribbling skills aren't exactly great. With just that one direct body contact, the ball almost slipped out of his hands, which shows how poor his basic skills are.

But Carroll still stumbled forward two steps before being forced to stop the ball.

In the end, he had no choice but to turn around and force a shot.

The arc is drawn very high.

But he's someone who doesn't touch any of the three things...

Carol's face turned pale instantly: "What did you eat? You ate so much today?"

In the past, when the two were playing one-on-one, he could have easily used brute force to crash into the opponent and make a layup.

But now, facing Du Ze, he felt like he had hit a steel plate; the other party didn't budge an inch.

The reason is actually quite simple.

Previously, Du Ze had great height, but his core strength was average, and he could not withstand brute force.

But it's different now.

His current physical strength is exactly the same as Josh Smith's. If he could easily overpower him, wouldn't he have wasted his time clinging to this powerful figure?

Du Ze chuckled: "Toast burgers and Coca-Cola."

Carol's face grew even darker, but he still refused to give up: "Again."

The teammates watching from the sidelines had already started whispering among themselves.

Clearly, they also realized something was wrong with the bullfight.

Or to be more precise, something was wrong with Du Ze.

The roles of offense and defense have reversed.

The contest continues.

Duze took the ball, stared intently at Carroll, and made the same incredibly fake left and right feint. Seeing that Carroll didn't react at all, he simply took a big step and forcefully pushed Carroll inside.

As a result, his novice-level ball control and ball protection skills barely allowed him to take two steps before Carroll poked the ball away.

Du Ze looked at the ball that had rolled out of bounds and shook his head with a wry smile.

They're really bad.

With his rudimentary basic skills, he couldn't imagine what idiot would pick him in the draft.

It seems I need to work hard on my fundamentals. At the very least, I need to regain my feel for the ball, as well as muscle memory, positioning, stance, and screens. I need to get used to all of these as soon as possible.

Carroll retrieved the ball, seemingly regaining his confidence, and continued babbling, "Destroying you is as easy as eating and drinking."

Du Ze just smiled and didn't say anything.

Because actions speak louder than words.

Next.

A strong defensive approach directly disrupts possession of the ball.

He remained motionless amidst the resistance of footsteps in the paint area.

Carroll took a step up and down and delivered another volleyball block.

The paint was completely blocked, leaving Carroll utterly disoriented.

……

Carroll lunged to contest the shot, but missed a three-pointer.

Finally, after being stopped on the tenth round, Carroll suddenly threw the ball away violently, saying with a look of frustration, "Damn it, my stomach hurts again."

After saying that, she looked at Du Ze and said, "I ate that damn food last night and had diarrhea all night. My legs are still a little weak. Du, I suggest you don't touch things related to menstruation. They're very unclean and unhygienic."

Before he could finish speaking, he had already dashed off towards the toilet.

Du Ze watched Carol's retreating figure without contradicting her: "I told you that a life of leisure wasn't a good thing, but you wouldn't believe me."

Carol chose to play dead, simply waving her hand without replying.

However, he ran towards the toilet even faster, looking like he was about to poop in his pocket.

Du Ze chuckled to himself as he watched.

A true powerhouse is a true powerhouse. Even without any basic skills, he managed to completely shut down Carroll in a one-on-one match, demonstrating the formidable power of the "King of Rim Protection."

As soon as Carroll rushes into the penalty area, he can anticipate it and keep Carroll completely covered, making him completely lost in the paint.

Ten balls.

Duze didn't score a single goal, which is bad enough, but Carroll also failed to score a single one.

This destructive power is absolutely unparalleled.

After all, Carroll is the core of their team, and his 16+ points per game is no joke.

"Woodfather, when the hell did you become so amazing? I never noticed..."

Behind him, Lawrence had somehow gotten close.

Du Ze turned around and chuckled, "I have many impressive skills. Heh, do I really need to tell you that I can maintain piston-like movements for an hour?"

Upon hearing this, Lawrence paused for a moment, then scoffed, "Did your Darlina even glance at you? She didn't even look at you properly. You've never even held a woman's hand, yet you dare to say such nonsense. It's easy to make a fool of yourself, you know?"

He paused for a moment, then mimicked Du Ze's tone in a high-pitched voice: "I'm telling you about something I did for an hour... What are you even doing, you virgin?"

After being humiliated like this, Du Ze's face turned pale and then purple, and in the end he could only smack his lips.

Because he truly had no way to refute it.

Lawrence knew his situation best.

He has spent two years pursuing a girl named Darina since he enrolled in school, but his persistence has not won her favor. Instead, he has received countless eye rolls, leaving him unable to refute her now.

The original owner of this body, this good-for-nothing, actually planned to hang himself on one tree, and even vowed to give up the whole forest for it.

Zheng Yi Shen Zai.

Licking to death...

Lawrence pressed his advantage: "Speechless now, aren't you?"

Du Ze had already lost face completely, so he wasn't going to waste any more time talking to him: "Why are you talking so much? Get back to training."

Lawrence once again wore a victor's smile.

Du Ze had already picked up the ball and started dribbling it.

Hmm... is there any other girl I could try to get to know?

At that moment, his mind began frantically searching for information about the female classmates.