NBA Big Devil: I rule the league with defense

Chapter 273 Meeting Du Xiaoshuai

The men's basketball assistant coach Adijiang was very surprised: "But, Han Mo is a striker! I have watched his game. He is very good at defense and has a strong breakthrough ability, but what we are facing against the world's top teams now is the opponent team. His ability to connect, I think his assist-to-turnover ratio in the NBA is almost 1:1!"

Yao Ming: "That's because you don't understand..."

Adijiang: "Hey? You little brat!"

Wang Zhizhi smiled and said: "Dayao didn't mean that. Han Mo is stronger in the international arena than you can see him in the NBA. His breakthrough is the shortcoming of our team. With him, everything is different. "

Silver Fox Harris sighed. Harris knew exactly how strong Han Mo was and how important he was to the national team.

But until now, Han Mo has not returned to the team, and there is no time to make up for the many links that have been left behind!

There is still a big difference between international competitions and the NBA, which fully demonstrates the ultimate personal talent.A strong point that cannot be integrated into the team may not bring much help to the team!

Harris hurriedly asked: "Then when will Han Mo come back? The Olympics will begin in half a month!"

Yao Ming was speechless: "Eh... wait a minute, it should be soon, soon, I will call him again!"

U.S--

Han Mo was sitting in a tea restaurant waiting to meet a netizen, a male netizen.

It was indeed the first time for Han Mo to meet a male netizen, but this time he was very much looking forward to the invitation, because the netizen of the netizen he met was "Du Xiaoshuai"!

After waiting for a long time, a middle-aged black man finally walked in.

"What!" The person Han Mo was expecting did not appear at all.

The black man named "Du Xiaoshuai" was very excited: "My God, I thought it was just a prank game, but I didn't expect you to be Han Mo! I'm your fan, I love you so much!"

"Ah, hello..." Han Mo smiled awkwardly but politely.

The biggest disadvantage of the early Internet age is that as a celebrity, Han Mo will have to pay attention to his personal image in private from now on.

But what is more regrettable is that the customers in this old tea restaurant seem to not like basketball.

After coming in for an hour, I only heard a few words, "This man is so tall, does he play basketball?"

"It seems that the popularity is still not enough..."

Han Mo muttered to himself.

Although the fanatical middle-aged fan across from him knew him, Han Mo didn't have any interest in middle-aged men, and he didn't want to hear more about his difficult life.

Ready to pay the bill and run away.

And this middle-aged man is obviously very good at observing words and expressions, and found that Han Mo was about to slip away, so he went straight to the topic: "Idol, don't go, I have something to ask you, I have a son who plays basketball, but I don't want to fight now, can you help him?"

"Ah? Did you find the wrong person?" Han Mo shrugged, "Your son is also my fan?"

"Uh... no!" The middle-aged man didn't lie.

"Then why are you looking for me? I'm neither a basketball coach nor a psychological counselor. I can't deal with rebellious teenagers!"

"I sent all the top NBA stars, only you replied to me..."

Good guy!

Han Mo has already got up, and feels that he is indeed a resentful seed today.

The middle-aged man began to sell miserably: "My son has liked playing basketball since he was a child. I am not a good father. When I returned to the family, he was already 13 years old. At that time, he was already the most famous genius in their local junior high school."

"It turned out to be a scumbag father... Heh heh, he only gave birth but didn't raise him. When I'm old, I think I have a son!"

"In order to compensate my son, I trained my son day and night. Don't look at me with a big belly now. When I was young, I was also the scoring leader in our university. But recently my son suddenly doesn't like playing basketball, and he doesn't take an active part in it. Training, such a big child, it's useless to beat..."

Han Mo said sincerely: "Playing professional basketball is not an easy task. If your son gives up so easily, it proves that he is not the material at all. While you are young, learn a professional skill and find a class!"

"No, my son is a basketball genius!"

"Heh," Han Mo laughed, "Those who can enter the NBA are all geniuses! Parents like you just bring your own filters when looking at your children. You guys..."

Before he could finish speaking, Yao Ming's call came again, urging Han Mo to participate in the joint training as soon as possible, "Okay, okay, right away, right away! Oh, you say you, old man, mother-in-law!" As he said, he was ready go outside.

This guy is really in a hurry, and he couldn't bear to meet an NBA star on purpose. If he let this go, it would be difficult!He rushed up to Han Mo all of a sudden: "I didn't say that, it was Coach Stewart who said it! He said my son is the most talented player he has coached in the past ten years!"

"What the hell?" Han Mo was excited, and his Northeast dialect was savage. He looked at the middle-aged man in a daze, and then Han Mo switched to English: "Um, I mean, is that legendary high school coach Stu Weiss? Who is your son? "

"Kevin Durant!"

"Ahem!" Han Mo coughed to cover up his inner excitement, and thought to himself: I should have thought of it a long time ago, but I just didn't expect that the name Du Xiaoshuai was inherited from his ancestors!

"Okay, Yao, I have something to do first, so I'll hang up!" Han Mo didn't care what Yao Ming had to say, and hung up immediately.Pretending to be deep: "Since the famous coach Stu Weiss has spoken, I will go and see him. Let's talk first. I don't have much time."

Whether it is really Durant or not depends on seeing.If not, run away, if yes, then you must be included as your disciple!

"where is he?"

"He should be here!" When Han Mo suddenly agreed to help him see his son, he was a little flustered, feeling like he was stunned by luck.

"I told this bastard an hour ago! Oh no, he must have gone to the Internet cafe again!"

Ever since, 15 minutes later, Han Mo met the 15-year-old Kevin Durant for the first time.

At that time, his father took the belt and directly pulled Durant from the cramped sofa chair and started!

The 15-year-old Durant is over 1 meters tall, but his body is so thin that he seems to be a refugee, not a basketball genius at all.

But the bewildered expression on his face was somewhat similar to his future self.

"Just know how to play, just know how to play!" Durant's father hated iron and steel, "You can play games for the rest of your life, games can support you!"

But Durant didn't seem to be paying attention to his father at all, but saw an extremely burly man through his father, his eyes widened to the maximum:

"My God, you can't be Han Mo!"

Han Mo: "Obviously!"