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Wheel of Destiny Chapter 96: Ni Duan (Please collect)

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    In the training hall of the Arco Arena, soft music was slowly playing, and amid the music, there were constant shouts.  The training match is going on, and the two teams are fighting hard.  " Don'tyouwannagoforaride Downtotheotherside Feelssogoodyoucouldcry Nowwon'tyoudowhatItoldyou Irememberwhenyouusedtobeshy Yeah,onceweweresofine YouandIwhyyougottamakeitsohardonme it'ssohardonme AndI'msorrybutit's notamistake AndI'mrunningbutyou'regettingaway Thisisitnow Everybodygetdown ThisisallIcantake Thisishowaheartbreaks Youtakeahitnowyoufeelitbreakdown Makeyoustaywideawake Thisisshowaheartbreaks You'renotthebestthingthatIknew Neverwasnevercaredtoom uch Forallthishangingaround It'sjustthesamethingallthetime  NevergetwhatIwant ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?. ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?.  In this atmosphere, the players on the field are training hard.  Everyone¡¯s faces looked relaxed, but everyone was very focused, even if this was just an ordinary training match.  Sweat drips down bit by bit along the eyebrows, cheeks, ears, neck, and hair tips. Every time you exert force, it will splash like water splashes.  No one complained that they were tired. Zhang Weifeng, Artest and others ran the tactics very seriously. Occasionally, they would have arguments due to differences in tactics.  Teammates were communicating with each other on the court, and the coaching staff was also discussing off the court, but everything was for the future of the Kings.  ¡°Perhaps because of excitement, or perhaps because of the unique charm of the song, under the leadership of Artest and Felton, singing suddenly rang out with great interest.  "Thisisshowaheartbreaks Don'tyouwannagoforaride Downtotheotherside Feelssogoodyoucouldcry ¡¤¡¤¡¤¡¤¡¤¡¤ "feelssogoodyoucouldcry~~~ ¡¤¡¤¡¤¡¤¡¤¡¤" Just like that, a group of tough men hummed songs softly while playing the ball, and the training match was also there  It was carried out in a relaxed atmosphere.  On the playing field, time will always pass by inadvertently. When you are still not finished, you don't know that a long time has passed.  NBA teams are completely closed to the outside world during non-game hours.  Even some reporters or officials need permission to come and go freely. Therefore, as NBA players, they have a quiet environment to practice their skills.  The sun over the Arco Arena cannot cover up the fiery atmosphere in the arena.  Loud shouts, cheers, and encouraging voices came out from time to time.  Half an hour later, the door of the room where the training match was taking place was pushed open, and three people walked gently into the room and sat down in a corner.  ¡°Alan, how long has it been since you been to Saramento!¡± Petrie, wearing casual clothes, asked with a chuckle.  The man called "Alan" is a big black man with a slightly thin body, but his abdomen has gained some weight. He is obviously not an NBA player.  "It's been more than two years. After I was injured in a game in 2005, I haven't been to Saramento again. It's been two or three years." Petrie sighed and said with emotion: "Yes!  It¡¯s been so many years in a blink of an eye, and time is really not forgiving! In a blink of an eye, you are not young anymore!¡± After that, he pointed to Zhang Weifeng who was fighting on the field, and Petrie continued: ¡°Every generation has passed.  People, look at how energetic young people are today. I feel like I will never grow old when I am with them. " "Zhang Weifeng? I have heard of this young man. Actually, I still pay some attention to him.  "The best player in the Western Conference last month, this honor is not small!" Probably because he was afraid of affecting the training game on the field, the black man "Alan" kept his voice low!  "Haha, he always surprises people. I believe this year's deal is worth it! It's been a long, long time since Salamento won any big honors!" Petrie said, adding to the end  While saying this, he glanced at the young white man next to him.  The white man has some sparse stubble on his face, he is only in his twenties, and his body isThe body is not very strong, but the eyes are very sharp. When looking at it, it always gives people a feeling of spring and vitality.  He is very energetic. With his slightly spiky and curly hair, he looks very energetic. Although he is white, he looks very strong.  "Haha, Petrie, you also need to believe that you will make a lot of money doing this business now!" The white man smiled, with a very confident face.  As the words fell, the black man and Petrie also laughed in a low voice.  "I replaced you, on the one hand, because of your potential, and most importantly, because someone on the team has high expectations for you! I hope you can play to your own level, and I hope you can work together to make the Kings a better team.  Okay!" Petrie said softly without any concealment.  "Yeah? Yeah!" the white man responded in a low voice.  The black man on the side continued to talk to Petrie, while the white man was very quiet, sitting aside and staring closely at the players on the field.  "Is it him?" When his eyes glanced at the roaring Artest, a trace of doubt flashed in the white man's eyes.  However, this idea was quickly rejected by himself!  "Shua!~" A person came into his eyes.  On the court, Zhang Weifeng received a pass at a zero-degree angle on the left wing, but the angle was no longer very good, but he still succeeded in a mid-range shot!  This also shows Zhang Weifeng's solid basic skills and shooting touch.
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