MTL - Strong Offense and Defense-Chapter 1 First encounter with Reese Redington

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Nie Chuan doesn't remember when he would always have a conversation with roommate and teammate Liz Redington before going to bed without nutrition and sometimes feeling very tall.

Although almost everyone on the team, including their Gordon coach and assistant coaches, felt that the presence of Nie Chuan lowered the IQ limit of the entire team.

What's worse, as the team's intelligence quotient, Reed Redington also gradually reflects this trend.

"Reese, you really have a really good memory! I just passed a few hours of the book and passed the exam! If I must have been in college! Then I can't participate in a basketball game!" Nie Chuan was lying on the bed, Holding his head, his legs, toes, and a certain rhythm flickered.

Lying on another bed, Reis quietly looked at the gently shaking silhouette left by Nie Chuan on the wall, and said quietly, "Sometimes, I hate my memory."

"Why? Is it like me having only three seconds of memory?" Nie Chuan was a little stunned.

Teammate Carlo often laughed at Nie Chuan for never remembering pain, not even remembering fish for seven seconds.

"Because the memory is so good, I remember everything about him clearly. He jumped up the curve of his back, the waist exposed between the hem, the expression on the face of the arc of his wrist when he shot, and even the eyelashes under the light, When he dribbles, his waist shakes, the angle at which the basketball bounces between his legs, he looks for the look of his teammates, and always plays it back in my mind again and again. It's more terrible than the brand.

Reese's voice was cold, but Nie Chuan knew how amazing he was when he boiled.

"It sounds ... a bit miserable ..."

Just why is it "he", not "she"?

"Then he never noticed, I kept looking at him."

Nie Chuan hesitated, oh my god, his male roommate is secretly in love with someone! Oh my god! And why does he have a crush on basketball?

Nie Chuan leaped up suddenly, sitting cross-legged on the bed: "Hey! Reese-that person is our teammate, right! Is it Caro!"

"go to bed."

"You are fishing! I'm hooked, but you don't say who the other party is!"

"Sleep and practice tomorrow morning."

"You reveal the answer, I'll keep thinking all night! I can't sleep at all!"

"Then you think about it. Thinking helps improve your IQ."

"Hey! IQ can't be improved overnight!" Nie Chuan jumped onto the bedside of the other person and kept pushing the other person's shoulder, "so you don't tell me, I will always lose sleep!"

"You can't sleep whatever you want. Anyway, not sleeping can affect calcium absorption. It's you who don't grow tall, not me."

"..." Nie Chuan didn't go back to his bed, but looked at Lis's back with his chin. His soft dark brown hair hung down quietly, and his hair tip just touched the pillow. itch.

"I lied to you, can't you hear me."

After a long time, Reese saw that Nie Chuan didn't mean to go back to his bed, and finally answered.

"..."

Did he play him? Only he would be fooled ... How could the wildly dragging Reese Redington secretly love someone ...

This is even more impossible than that of Nie Chuan who has grown more than 200 cm.

Then, Nie Chuan couldn't help but keep thinking, how did he get mixed up with this guy?

Obviously someone like Reese Redington should belong to another world!

Or, when he rushed into Nie Chuan's world like a comet, such an impact seemed like it was impossible to repeat the fate of the second time, so he subconsciously pursued it?

Looking for a woolen jacket! Obviously it was this guy who forced oneonone, forced to practice, and then joined the basketball team, all the way to the present!

Are you content with yourself now?

Really Stockholm syndrome!

Chapter One Meets Reese Redington

The air was inexplicably tense, and daylight passed through the street lights, leaving a long shadow on the ground.

The rhythmic sound of basketball is like the pulsation of blood in the heart.

Nie Chuan raised his head halfway, dribbling the ball. In front of him was a big man Mark who was nearly one meter nine. The black and black tattoo spread from the neckline of the t-shirt to the chin. . And there is a fancy turban on his head. Nie Chuan always believes that this Mark must be bald, otherwise what to wear a turban on a hot day? Not a woman confinement!

Mark leaned slightly, like a dark mountain, covering almost all daylight.

This guy is looking at Nie Chuan with a playful look, and seems to be saying, "Hey, dwarf, let the horses come!"

To be honest, Nie Chuan at this time was extremely regretful. He really shouldn't have made such an appearance with Zhou Bin and the yarn in order to compete. The opponents are all one meter and even more than one meter nine. Without talking about any basketball skills, just standing in front of them, the card is a dream, and the layup is an "impossible task".

Looking back at Nie Chuan, they looked very funny.

Without diamond diamonds, what porcelain work does it take?

Nie Chuan lamented in her heart that fortunately they only had three people. Otherwise, you can play "Snow White" with just seven.

Or else ... The dwarf with an axe in The Lord of the Rings will do?

At this point, Nie Chuan's brain hole has completely separated from this stadium, like a small theater, showing all the scenes of "Gulliver's Travels" in which the villain country is playing against the giant country.

"Hey! Achuan!" Zhou Bin shouted to wake up Nie Chuan.

Nie Chuan bit his lower lip. Now is not the time for imagination. Although it is impossible for them to win over these college students who do n’t know what to eat and make their height so exaggerated, these guys disdain Nie Chuan Really upset.

Who said that it was time to give up the right to play basketball when he was less than 1.8 meters tall?

Or did you contract public basketball courts across the United States?

Don't be too domineering, okay!

Although Zhou Bin and Yarn both said they wouldn't fight for steamed buns, Nie Chuanning would rather give up steamed buns and go home to eat more radishes and smooth the air ...

In the ear is the sound of basketball rhythmically contacting the ground and then bounced. Nie Chuan exhaled, looking through Mark's armpit, locking the positions of the other two opponents, Zhou Bin and the wool.

His grandmother, Da Bin and the wool were all blocked by the opponent, and the ball was farting! I told them already, we should exercise more and drink tube bone soup. Okay? Zhou Bin didn't say anything. The "yarn" had just passed one meter seven and was so blocked by the opponent that Nie Chuan couldn't even see the few hairs on the top of the yarn!

Many people have stood outside the stadium, even a few teenagers who danced hip-hop before. Their eyes were ridiculous, and the smile on their faces seemed to be a comedy by Chaplin.

Nie Chuan turned his face to see Seren. Suddenly he felt terrible. Was he going to lose face in front of his goddess?

At the moment when the big man defending Nie Chuan came up and wanted to intercept the basketball in his hands, Nie Chuan shook his shoulders sharply, led him to his left, shifted the center of gravity at his feet, and instantly brought the ball to the other. On the side, the whole movement was so fast that all the onlookers opened their eyes wide and showed a surprised look.

Mark was stunned and hadn't reacted to what had just happened. Nie Chuan had already gone.

His companions shouted, and then Mark turned and pursued Nie Chuan.

Just as Mark lowered his body to intercept Nie Chuan's dribble, Nie Chuan dribbled the ball between his legs, once again passed the opponent, and got up to make a layup.

While everyone was expecting Nie Chuan to get a ball into the basket, the ball hit the ball frame and bounced out.

There was a long hissing sound outside the stadium.

Nie Chuan muttered in his heart: "What are you shhhhhhh! I also thought that I could come to the counterattack! Can you have internal injuries?"

"Achuan! What the **** are you shooting!"

The yarn covered by the opponent's defense could not even jump, covering his eyes.

"You have the ability to vote for one?" Nie Chuan said angrily.

He looked at Catherine standing outside, and the sunlight fell on her light brown hair, as beautiful as a movie picture. She seemed to be indifferent to Nie Chuan's failure and laughed with the female classmates on the side.

A black Mercedes-Benz parked outside the stadium. The man driving the car looked at the running figure on the basketball court. The original sloppy look showed a surprised expression when he saw Nie Chuan passing his defensive opponent, like Columbus discovered the new continent. He patted his friends close to him: "Hey! Reese! Did you see that child's dribble? Dropping the ball and turning it into scissor steps, the second direction change is really too beautiful! It reminds me of Ai Ellen Iverson! Shake God's dribble! "

The man sitting on the co-pilot had a fair complexion, elegant eyes, but a hint of indifference. Dark brown hair lined him with a certain aristocratic temperament.

He also saw the dribble just now.

He just twitched his lips, smiling indifferently, with a slight disapproval in his cool voice: "Carlo, not all dribbles that can shake an opponent can be called 'shake past God'. Because not everyone can play God's role. "

At this time, Nie Chuan was running behind the big man, and his opponent's legs were longer than himself. Nie Chuan did his best to barely catch up. He stared hard at the basketball, watched it leave the big man's hand, touched the ground, and then bounced again ...

It's now!

He reached out his hand sharply and pushed the ball away suddenly.

The crowd was boiling again, and Nie Chuan made a layup again, and the big man jumped high and completely sealed Nie Chuan. When everyone boasted that Nie Chuan was about to fail again, Nie Chuan passed the ball to the other side.

That's where Zhou Bin is.

Once Nie Chuan landed, he ran towards Zhou Bin, defending Zhou Bin's opponent back. Zhou Bin took the opportunity to pass the ball back to Nie Chuan, and the moment the Nie Chuan received the ball, the big man blocked him again.

Nie Chuan looked up and stared at his opponent. This guy obviously has no contempt for Nie Chuan, and even has a few stand-up postures. Nie Chuan secretly adjusted his breathing and shook his shoulders again. The other party quickly reacted, and Nie Chuan's second shake of his shoulders was even bigger, just because everyone thought he was really going from the left of the big man. As he darted forward, his center of gravity suddenly shifted to the right, bypassing the opponent sensitively.

Carlo in Mercedes patted on the car window: "Good job! This little ghost is really amazing! His second direction is really super natural! Pushing the ball forward does not miss the ball! Avoid it completely! The opponent's hand! The off-ball run is also good! "

Reese next to Carlow still looked calm: "If it were you, he wouldn't be shaken by him."

"Hey, that might not be all right!" Carlo turned, his face full of seriousness, "He suddenly reminded me of Conner ..."

Carlo realized what was no longer talking, and the atmosphere in the car cooled down.

"Go and see if he has Conner's ability." Reese opened the door and stepped out with long legs.

"Huh? Reese? What are you doing?" Carlow followed.

"Verify if this little devil can really shake God."

Reese pulled the jacket open, waved his arm, and threw it smartly on Carlo's face leaning against the door.

"Oh my God! Be careful and hurt my face!" Carlo hugged Reese's coat and watched him walk towards the pitch. "Hey! Reese! No! You really have to fight against that kid? He's just a kid I'm just bragging about the children! I know you care about me in particular, and once I think other people are terrible, you can't stand it! But don't bully the children! "

Carlo had an expression of "I fully understand your heart," and Reese didn't even turn his head back, just tossing "Shut up."

Reese, dressed in a casual t-shirt, walked across the crowd, like a natural luminous body, and his original focus on the basketball court was drawn by him.

The height of more than 1.9m did not make him look like a big man. Instead, he was well-shaped, and the arms outside the t-shirt showed muscular strength and streamlined muscle lines.

His eye sockets were deep, the lines of his eyes outlined the classic beauty, and the slight smile on the corner of his lips seemed to move time.

He walked directly to Nie Chuan, separating Nie Chuan's opponent.

Mark dragged Reese's collar and stared at him fiercely: "Hey-what do you guys want to do!"

Two other companions also gathered around.

Reese just waved his opponent's hand lightly and asked indifferently: "Are you this little devil's opponent? In fact, you know that no matter how many times he can shake you."

Nie Chuan's ear seemed to hear the cracking sound of Bing Ling.

"Hey! What the **** say--"

Mark waved his fist and hit Liz's face, but Liz clasped his wrist easily: "So, let me fix him."

"What?" The big man's wrists were whitened by Reese, and he never expected that this guy had such great strength.

"I said, I'll solve this kid."

Reese's eyes seemed to fall into Mark's eyes from a high place, and immediately suppressed Mark's nerves, even thinking.

"Hey! Mark! I know him, he's Reese Redington of the dk college basketball team!"

"Why ... what? Dk ..."

Realizing what, Mark took a step back.

dk college basketball team? Nie Chuan still didn't understand what happened. He is also from dk university. It seems that I heard what league, basketball and game of this university's basketball team, but specifically, he has no impression.

Catherine, who had been talking to her classmates, even looked over, with an incredible look, followed by an expression that was so excited that she was about to pounce. She took out her mobile phone to take a picture, and people around were reading the name "Reese Redington".

The guy named Liz Redington turned around, slowly lowered his center of gravity, and made a "come" gesture to Nie Chuan.