chsdbacks A fair assessment in Chapter 66
A fair assessment in Chapter 66
After the physical test, Du Ze walked straight to Lawrence on the sidelines.
Before he could even speak, Lawrence impatiently asked, "How is it? Are the data okay?"
Everyone knows Du Ze can jump, and his dynamic talent will definitely lead to good results.
But that was just an estimate. Although I had the concept, I didn't have any specific numbers, so I couldn't help feeling a little uneasy.
Du Ze didn't show much expression and replied indifferently, "It's alright."
His dynamic talent was already outstanding, and after winning the championship, his jumping ability, strength, and speed all received a 5% boost, so his stats were naturally impressive. Therefore, while he might not have been completely unaffected, he was at least calm and composed.
In addition, those implicit dynamic talent bonuses, such as coordination, hang time, and balance, are actually quite important, even if they seem insignificant.
Why is LeBron James jokingly called "Crab King"?
Because of his poor body coordination and balance, and being too constrained by strength, his movements appear stiff and not smooth when performing complete actions.
Du Ze is different. With these numerical bonuses, his body's elasticity should be able to be adjusted to some extent.
Lawrence scratched his head in frustration: "What do you mean 'okay'? Can't you speak like a human being?"
Du Ze just chuckled: "You'll know when you get your physical test report later."
Lawrence was already in agony, and this added fuel to the fire, making him feel like his head was about to explode.
But he couldn't do anything about Du Ze and could only endure it.
Just then, Carol walked over, smiling, and asked, "How was it? How did the physical test go?"
Du Ze replied, "Barely."
Then he countered with, "And you?"
Carroll chuckled: "I bench pressed 84 kilograms and barely managed 15 reps."
When he said "barely", he meant it literally: he pushed it up 14 times, but it didn't go up on the 15th time.
But how could he possibly tell others that he didn't push it up?
Even 14 times is still a very good strength rating for a player who is just over 200cm tall.
He had no idea that his most valuable skill was far inferior to Du Ze's.
Du Ze nodded in agreement: "This power is very strong."
Carol looked pleased and copied Duze's answer: "Barely."
Du Ze chuckled and said, "You're too modest. With your strength and physique, you have a very good chance of winning the lottery."
Carroll didn't deny it directly, but instead feigned modesty: "Hey, it's still because my wingspan isn't long enough. If it were over 210 centimeters, the advantage would be obvious. Unfortunately, it's only 208 centimeters."
Isn't this just blatantly showing off his wingspan?
Du Ze understood immediately and feigned surprise: "Is it that long?"
Carol's smile widened: "Only 10 centimeters taller than me."
Lawrence, standing to the side, rolled his eyes.
Du Ze flattered him again, saying, "That's still very impressive."
After chatting for a few more minutes, Carroll left, satisfied.
Lawrence couldn't hold back any longer. He adopted a high-pitched voice and began to imitate the voice perfectly: "Barely... not long enough... only 10 centimeters longer than his height... Wardfa, Demar, did you come here specifically to show off to us?"
The incident where Carroll criticized Duze in the locker room is something Lawrence still can't get over.
Du Ze was both amused and exasperated, but he also felt that this ugly guy, aside from being ugly, was really good to him and always protected him.
The two chatted casually.
Lawrence was the one doing most of the talking. He was sitting here observing and could roughly tell which rookies were more promising. For example, there was that kid named Harden, who had a great jumping ability; and there was also a fat guy named Delian Blair, who had impressive explosiveness.
After Lyons finished her physical test, she sat on the other side and didn't come over. Perhaps the data wasn't good, and she seemed very down.
Du Ze considered whether to offer some words of comfort, but then felt that if he did so, his former teammates might mistakenly think he was showing off after the physical test data was released, since his own data was all incredibly impressive.
After thinking about it, he decided to give up.
Not long after, the staff notified the assistant to go and queue up to collect the physical test data.
Lawrence vanished in a flash.
Du Ze silently got up and walked towards the locker room.
When he came out after changing his clothes, a pure West Coast "Wodfaga" could be heard from afar, echoing throughout the venue.
Du Ze watched Lawrence surrounded by people, talking fluently, and smiled slightly. This guy has great social skills; he became familiar with these people in no time.
Lawrence's eyes darted around quickly, and as soon as he spotted Du Ze, he jogged over.
The two walked towards the exit.
Du Ze couldn't help but ask, "What were you talking about just now?"
Lawrence casually said, "Let's talk about the draft situation."
Do you even understand yourself?
"Ha! Whether I understand or not is not important, what's important is that they don't understand either."
"Did you get your physical fitness test report?"
Lawrence finally grinned, letting out a pig-like laugh: "Got it, but the power level isn't top-tier, bad review."
After he finished speaking, he suddenly stopped, slowly suppressed his smile, and looked at Du Ze with a focused expression in his eyes.
This startled Du Ze: "What are you doing?"
The way they act as if they're about to make a serious confession can be quite intimidating.
Lawrence said, "Du, I think you were born for basketball. I hope you can take my place and pursue your NBA dream."
He said these words with a solemn expression.
Du Ze glanced at him sideways: "Speak like a human being."
Lawrence flashed his big white teeth again: "I think you should formally hire me as your full-time trainer."
Ha, you ugly bastard, you've come here to make money.
But Du Ze didn't even hesitate: "Haven't you been doing this job all along?"
Lawrence was overjoyed and hugged Du Ze tightly, saying, "My good brother, thank you for making it so easy for me to find a job with a monthly salary of 2000 after graduation."
Du Ze: "..."
Ha, what are you thinking? He has no intention of paying this salary; Xu Chunjiao, that woman, is the one who has to pay.
Without a doubt, the moment Lawrence received Duzer's physical test report, he could already see his good friend's brilliant career.
Of course, it's not guaranteed to succeed.
But the foundation for success is already laid.
This dynamic and static talent is absolutely amazing.
A first-class forward's physique, historically great athleticism, and an incredible combination of jumping ability, speed, and power.
Who was the last person to have this physical test data?
That's right.
LeBron James.
That once-in-a-century genius, that person who was hailed as the "Little Emperor" even before entering the league.
How could Lawrence not be extremely excited?
His good brother was about to achieve great success, and naturally he wanted to benefit from it and get a share of the profits.
At that moment, he suddenly remembered Xu Chunjiao, the woman who had deceived him.
It doesn't seem so bad...
It also showed some foresight.
When the two of them found Xu Chunjiao together, Xu Chunjiao glanced at the physical test report, but didn't jump up. Instead, she casually took a picture and then commented lightly, "The strength is a bit weaker than I expected, the explosiveness of the standing jump is not enough, the wingspan is barely passable, it would be great if the four-point agility test in the restricted area could be completed within 10 seconds, and this 3/4 court sprint is really a bit disappointing."
Du Ze and Lawrence were both dumbfounded, their faces filled with disbelief.
That's a really accurate assessment...
But please don't review it next time.
Finally, Xu Chunjiao added, "However, it's barely acceptable."
As she spoke, she turned to leave.
He stopped halfway through the walk, turned around, and said, "I said I'd guarantee a minimum lottery win, and I'll definitely keep my word."
Having said that, he strode away.