My days of working at the NBA

Chapter 47 Mind Control of the Entire Field

This crucial victory propelled Missouri into the tournament semifinals for the first time, setting a new team record and sending the entire team into a frenzy.

Among them, Lawrence was the most excited.

After washing up, he surprisingly put on a snow-white suit with a floral shirt underneath, dressing himself up in a flamboyant manner.

It looks just like a bird of paradise courting a mate.

Du Ze did not go on the date with him.

With two games remaining to go before the championship, now is clearly not the time to relax.

If he can secure these two victories, he can land smoothly and officially launch his bid for the NBA.

So, while there was still time, he decided to practice his mid-range and long-range shooting.

While it may not immediately improve shooting percentage, it can at least help you develop a better feel for shooting.

This will not only be useful in the upcoming games, but also in the spot shooting event during the joint tryouts in May.

After all, poor shooting will be a serious drawback.

This is called being prepared for a rainy day, making final preparations for a run in the NBA.

With only two months left, he naturally had to make the most of it; how could he possibly have time for dating?

Training hall.

The sound of the ball bouncing was exceptionally loud, and the sound of the shoes scraping against the floor echoed continuously in the open field.

call!

He made another three-pointer from the weak side.

Du Ze turned to get the ball and found the stroller basket was empty.

He glanced around the entire half of the court; balls were scattered all over the ground. Without realizing it, he had thrown so many balls.

He pulled up his jersey to wipe his sweat before slowly pushing the cart to pick it up.

Suddenly, a sound came from behind.

Du Ze turned around, saw the person who had come, and was slightly taken aback.

The other person spoke first: "Hi!"

Du Ze smiled and replied, "Hi..."

The visitor was none other than Ashmery, Naomi's close friend.

She smiled faintly: "You were still practicing after the competition. There aren't many people as hardworking as you."

Du Ze chuckled to himself.

Diligent?

His biggest wish in life was to be able to lie down and relax.

But at this stage, hard work is essential.

Without making it into the NBA, they didn't even have the chance to begin.

He didn't want to discuss these things, but instead asked curiously, "How did you get here?"

Ashmeri reached out and stroked her training uniform: "Of course I'm here to train."

Du Ze smiled and stared at her intently.

Ashmeri seemed to have been seen through, and helplessly shrugged: "Just like you, I don't want to be a third wheel."

As they spoke, the two looked at each other and smiled, both seeing relief in each other's eyes.

Luckily I didn't go, otherwise I would have become a sandwich filling.

Ashmeri came over pushing a cart to help retrieve the ball.

After that, the two didn't say much, but slowly, they went from practicing their own moves to passing the ball to each other, and finally directly engaging in competitive shooting.

It was more of a contest than a real one, with Ashmery wearing a defensive glove, raising his hands, and Duze taking the ball and shooting.

As time passed, they gradually began to talk more.

During the conversation, I learned that Ashmery is the starting small forward for the Arizona State University women's basketball team. She is 192cm tall and is preparing for the upcoming tournament.

Of course, women's basketball is different from men's basketball and doesn't receive as much attention, but it is still a pathway to the WNBA, and her goal is naturally to become a professional player.

Du Ze, however, vaguely felt that this might just be her superficial goal.

The ultimate goal may be simpler...

He looks like Daniel Wu, but that can't be eaten. So... what can be eaten?

NBA player?

After training, the two exchanged contact information and went their separate ways.

The next day.

On his way to Detroit, Duze saw a news report that the Connecticut locker room was filled with sobbing after the game, and all the players were unable to calm down for a long time.

Although Du Ze did not see it with his own eyes, he felt it must be true.

Losing is a terrible feeling.

If Missouri loses, he will also burst into tears, and may even be the one who cries the loudest.

The system task failed, and his 217cm wingspan was reduced to 209cm. Who else would cry if not him?

Time flies.

Saturday, April 4th, 4 PM.

Ford Arena, Detroit, Michigan.

Missouri will face their semifinal opponent, Michigan State University.

As the second seed in the region, the opposing team has the home advantage.

More than 70,000 spectators, dressed in green team uniforms, surrounded the entire arena, creating an absolute home-court atmosphere for Michigan State.

For the first time, Du Ze experienced what it meant to feel like a mountain collapsing and a tsunami crashing.

Even inside the stadium, he could faintly hear the chants from outside.

But no matter what, he was a worldly man.

Before the competition, he was determined to make these 70,000 people lose their appetite for dinner.

When the competition started, he was dumbfounded.

Michigan State University actually double-teamed him.

That's right!

They were so aggressive that they double-teamed someone who posed no threat with the ball; the moment he got the ball, two players would rush to steal it.

This is insane, absolutely outrageous.

He hadn't expected to be double-teamed so early, and was caught off guard, making two mistakes that allowed the opponent to capitalize on the counter-attack.

Having tasted success, the other party became even more unscrupulous.

They frantically attacked Du Ze, squeezing and sandwiching him.

Among them, the opposing team's functional forward Draymond Green, also known as "The Whirlwind" Green, came off the bench and directly matched up against him, showing no restraint.

He's proficient in almost everything – pushing, pulling, playing instruments, singing, and rubbing – and he has an incredible number of little gestures.

But the referees did not make any indication.

Clearly, Green, who is known for his ability to score, understands the referee's standards and constantly skirts the edge of those standards.

What is the most apt analogy for matching up against Green?

It's like having a fly buzzing around your ear, chattering incessantly.

This style of play is absolutely the most typical example of Draymond Green's defensive style.

Of course, it must be admitted that Green has a great defensive instinct.

He was able to make good predictions about Duze's intentions and Missouri's offensive routes.

Once Duze gets a chance, Green will immediately disrupt it, even if it means fouling, just to prevent him from getting the ball and shooting.

That was a truly ruthless move.

But Du Ze is no pushover either.

He is not afraid of physical contact. Since the opponent does not allow him to take mid-range or long-range shots, he will set up the ball for his teammates.

Anyway, he only takes mid-range and long-range shots when he's open, and his shooting percentage is terrible when someone is guarding him.

So what does it matter?

On the contrary, his other skill played a huge role in this game.

[Mind Control of the Entire Field]: When he is attacking with the ball, images of everyone on the field will appear in his mind for 3 seconds.

This gave him a huge advantage in supporting the attack.

As soon as he gets the ball, he can immediately tell whether his teammates have run out of position.

Although his passing is average, this new vision enhances his ability to read the game, making Missouri's offense much smoother.

Ultimately, Missouri narrowly won 88-82 thanks to excellent ball movement, advancing to the final stage.