Chapter 30: Fourth place on the airborne rookie list

Author: Dong Wangyi

Chapter 30: Fourth place on the airborne rookie list

"Hey, Isiah, this is Charles." After handing the luggage to his teammates, Barkley took out his mobile phone and called Thomas.

"Charles, what do you want from me?" Thomas asked.

"Do you have Iron Fist's contact information? I'm very interested in him." Buckley said with a smile.

"Don't recruit him, otherwise I won't let you go." Thomas said fiercely.

"Haha, of course not."

While Buckley denied it, his heart moved.

Yes, why not recruit Iron Fist? That guy Michael has openly invited Iron Fist, so I can do it too.

A few months ago, he was killed by Jordan in the second round of the Eastern Conference. The team's weakness was the outside line. It couldn't guard the Bulls and was guarded by the Bulls. However, Iron Fist's defense is very good and his organizational skills are also good, which is suitable for his ball.

Team.

He got Zhou Quan's mobile phone number from Thomas and called him quickly.

"Hello, I'm Zhou Quan."

After three rings, Zhou Quan answered the call.

"Iron Fist? I'm Charles, Charles Barkley, I think you must know who I am? I'm a big star."

Buckley shouted.

"Barkley? Oh, hello, of course I know you. We have a game tonight."

Zhou Quan was startled and looked at some information at hand. He happened to be studying Buckley's information.

In addition to being slightly weaker on defense, this is a short, fat man who can do anything, fly in the sky and escape from the ground. He can fly and play on the heads of the three super centers and grab rebounds. He is one of the true superstars of the league. He has a lot of personality. The media

The attention is very high.

"You are very good, really good. You retired Laimbeer, and now you have broken the postman's bones. I tell you, Iron Fist, you have to be so tough in the NBA, otherwise any piece of garbage will crawl on your head.

Shit and piss.”

At this point, Barkley recruited: "You are a great boy, and I like it very much. By the way, why don't you come and help me, and let's create a big scene together."

Zhou Quan felt that the last sentence was a bit familiar, smiled and said: "Charles, thank you for the invitation, but I think the Pistons are also good.

By the way, if you are not satisfied in Philadelphia, you can consider Detroit. You come here, and I will convince Thomas and Joe Dumars to let you be the boss."

"..."

Buckley was stunned for a while, okay, who is recruiting whom? But don't tell me, just let him be the boss. You are more sincere than him, which is quite heartwarming.

Zhou Quan picked up the pen and wrote down Buckley's phone number in the phone book.

This is the first superstar to contact him. I have a good impression. I will contact him more in the future to expand my network.

At noon that day, the league officially announced this week's rookie rankings.

Zhou Quan played three games, averaging 33 minutes per game, 13 points, 4.3 rebounds, 6 assists, 1.7 steals, 0.3 blocks, 3 turnovers and 2.3 fouls.

He landed fourth in this week's rookie rankings. The top three picks are No. 1 pick Larry Johnson, No. 4 pick Mutombo, and No. 3 overall pick Billy Owens.

Before the game in the evening, Zhou Quan took the initiative to go to the visiting team's locker room and meet with Barkley.

After shaking hands, he took out a pair of black hockey gloves from his hip pocket.

Buckley stepped back and said hurriedly: "Hey, kid, we have no grudges. Don't throw that thing of yours over, I won't pick it up."

Zhou Quan laughed and said: "These gloves are the gloves I used when the Bruins won the championship this year. I give them to you now."

"marvelous!"

Buckley took it over with a smile and praised: "I will collect the gloves of the most powerful executioner in the NCAA, and then put them up for auction when you become famous."

He went back to the locker room to search, and brought out a baseball cap. When he handed it to Zhou Quan, he looked reluctant and shouted: "Iron Fist, my first girlfriend gave this to me, I'll give it to you."

.”

The smile on Zhou Quan's face froze, and he wanted to smash his hat on Barkley's face. Do you think I'm wearing shabby shoes?

Barkley laughed and explained: "I'm kidding, I'm kidding. This is a special collection issued after the MLB championship Minnesota Twins won the championship last year. I finally got it and gave it to you."

"Charles, I feel like you and I are about the same height?"

Zhou Quan was a little confused. Isn’t Barkley’s official height 198 centimeters? It’s not much taller than him, 195 centimeters at most.

Buckley immediately took a step back and became angry: "I'm 198 centimeters tall naked and you're only 185 centimeters. What do you mean they're about the same? I'm a lot taller than you. A lot. Do you know what a lot means? It means I'm taller than you.

A head."

"as long as you are happy."

After chatting for a few words, Zhou Quan left.

After he left, Barkley returned to the locker room, and a group of teammates immediately started asking questions.

"Charles, what does that rookie want from you?"

"Charles, these are hockey gloves. Did Iron Fist challenge you to a duel? Do you accept it?"

"Hey, Charles, can you beat Iron Fist?"

"Charles, we should keep Rick Mahon. I'm worried that if there is a conflict, you won't be able to stop Iron Fist by yourself!"

Barkley laughed, raised the hockey glove in his hand, and said with a smile: "This is a gift from Iron Fist. It is his championship glove, so you don't have to worry, we are friends, and he will not shake his fist at his friends."

.”

At this point, he suddenly turned serious and said seriously: "Besides, even if it's a fight, am I afraid of him? He beat Ranbir, and I also beat him."

"But he beat up four of them by himself, and you only beat one. Besides, you have never beaten the postman." Someone whispered.

"Who? Who said that? Stand up for me, don't think you are short, I won't see you."

Barkley was short, surrounded by his teammates, and couldn't see the person speaking, so he yelled angrily.

"Ha ha……"

The Philadelphia locker room burst into laughter.

Zhou Quan was walking in a dark corridor when a virtual screen suddenly flashed up.

"Please host, in the next ten games, average 13 points, 5 rebounds, 7 assists, 2 steals, 0.5 blocks, 2.8 turnovers and 2.2 fouls per game."

"Task reward, agility +1, speed +1."

Zhou Quan looked at it and immediately calculated in his mind. According to the assists and turnovers data, in the next ten games, the assist-to-turnover ratio will reach 2.5. In other words, 2.5 assists and only 1 turnover will be allowed.

In terms of other statistics, they are very close to his averages in the first three games, with improvements in rebounds, assists and steals.

This means that the system requires him to perform very steadily for a period of time, and to make steady progress.

As for the rewards, of course they are the best rewards.

If his agility and speed are improved while maintaining his current tonnage and strength, his explosive power will also be improved, and his physical fitness will make him a freak on the back line.

Think about it, when a 95-kilogram small tank breaks through like a small sports car and can make agile changes in direction, who can stop it?
Chapter completed!