Sweaty Augustine looked up at the score on the big screen. The scores of the Longhorns on it had not changed for more than 10 minutes. The opponent's tall center just easily completed the back-to-back singles again, and he widened the score gap by two more points.

You said, how good would it be if Durant was there now? He could help the team solve any difficulties. Unfortunately, the talented guy has already gone to Seattle to shine. Augustine hung his head helplessly. As expected, he still has a long way to go to be alone like that guy.

Even the star of Yi team lost confidence in the game, so what else can this team have in addition to failure? Harding was irritated by the bench and scolded all the players on the court. But what's the use? He couldn't think of any specific way to help the young men on the court.

The score was finally frozen at 7o to 8yi, and the Tornado rebounded strongly after losing the game.

Augustine put her waist on her waist and was about to walk towards the player passage. The cheers on the court had nothing to do with him, it was a wonderful moment that only the winners could have. Other teammates and coaches had already returned to the locker room, but he just didn't want to leave the basketball court. He just was unwilling to give up. He blamed himself for not doing better. Perhaps it was Durant's success, a former teammate, who deeply stimulated him, which made Augustine always compare himself with Durant.

"Hey, Augustine." While he was pondering, Yi reached out from behind and patted Augustine on the shoulder.

All of his teammates should have gone back? Augustine turned around in surprise. It was the Asian boy.

"Uh Anjie? Is there anything wrong?" Augustine is not a rebellious boy, but rather a gentle boy. So even if he is an opponent, he treats Anjie with courtesy.

"You played really well. We took a lot of effort to watch you." An Jie scratched his head embarrassedly.

When Augustine heard this, she was a little amused and laughed. She praised her for her good beating, and then poured cold water on her back and said she had watched her. It doesn't matter, and this Chinese boy has no malice either.

"We still lost, you did a great job." Augustine looked at Anjie with a hint of jealousy, and he also wanted to be a winner.

"No matter what, I enjoyed the game with you. To be honest, I don't know what kind of personality do people like DeAndrew Jordan and Michael Beasley have, and I can't communicate with them at all." Anjie remembered those opponents who were malicious to him, and looked at how good Augustine was.

"And you are not like that. Playing a game with a master like you really made me enjoy the joy of pure basketball. If you don't dislike me, I want to exchange jerseys with you." After An Jie said that, he took off his jersey and handed it to Augustine.

Augustine was a little stunned. It was a scene that only often seen on the football field when exchanging jerseys, which represented Yi’s personal respect and recognition of his opponent. However, there was no such tradition on the basketball field.

"Hehe." Augustine chuckled, took Anjie's jersey, and then took off his own and handed it to Anjie.

"We will meet again, everyone. At that time, I will definitely win." Augustine patted Anjie on the shoulder friendly.

"Of course, I've only played half of the regular season."

"No, I'm talking about nBa, boy. When it comes to nBa's field, we will decide the best." After saying that, Augustine put Anger's jersey on her shoulders, leaving this ocean of winners with the goal of becoming stronger and the expectation of fighting again.

"NBa?" An Jiexin murmured to himself. He had no clear answer to whether he decided to participate in the draft.

"Hehe, you've made a lot of money." On the way home after watching the ball, the bearded man kept talking to himself excitedly.

"Are you okay? Are you stunned by the noise at the scene?" Catherine was really worried about whether her father had Alzheimer's disease.

"Did you see An Jie's performance today? If it were two games, it might be just a chance, but now that the regular season schedule is halfway through, he is still in such a good state. He will definitely become a basketball superstar in the future."

"What does that have to do with you? You can't make any money."

"Who said it! When An Jie comes, I will have a few shadows with him and then hang them on the wall of the restaurant. After he becomes famous, I will probably have to sell for several thousand yuan on the table he used to eat!" The bearded man thought seriously.

Katherine held her head speechlessly, saying how did your mother like this man before?

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After winning the game, the Tornado team became the darling of the media again. The cheerleaders girls often sneaked to the basketball court to peek at the Tornado team members by using training as an excuse. And Anjie's roommate Jason also got a lot of girls' phone numbers. Anjie also accepted the second personal interview between Wu Hua and Cox in the locker room of the basketball court.

Wu Hua has almost become Anjie's official reporter and writer. Whenever you see news about Anjie in China, the following signatures are Wu Hua. The newspaper is even considering whether to transfer Wu Hua from Chicago to Ames City, because the demand for Anjie news is increasing in China.

When An Jie's parents go out now, they will encounter reporters from time to time to interview them. I really have to sigh that these omnipotent reporters have already investigated An Jie's information to this point.

In addition to Anjie, his players also received the same treatment. It was just because Anjie's skin color problem that he received a little more attention.

In addition to the defeat against Texas University of Technology, the Tornados' season was very smooth. After winning the University of Texas, the Tornados welcomed their next opponent.

On the court, Mike Taylor used a beautiful pass to help Morris complete the aerial relay. This was Morris' fourth dunk in this game. The power forward of the University of Maryland James Gist helplessly picked up the basketball on the ground. In this game, Morris was as active as a chicken blood.

Some time ago, many media have been hyping up the media that James Gister, a senior player at the University of Maryland, will be the next Carl Landry Morris, was naturally very upset after seeing this report. In terms of team performance and personal data, he is better than Gister. Morris is not convinced, and finally waited for the opportunity to play against the University of Maryland today. He wants to prove that he is better than the so-called "Carl Landry".

With Mike Taylor's pass and Angel's inside restraint, Morris played like a fish in this game and was very active. The best basketball talent ever produced in the University of Maryland was Yao Ming's teammate Steve Francis, of course, there would be another star who came out of Maryland, but Morris would definitely not allow this Gist to be the next one.

Morris' strong personality has not changed. If you can show convincingly like Angeli, then he can shut up. But until now, James Gister has been beaten by Morris. Morris, who tasted the sweetness, is like a hungry beast, and now he just wants to tear the opponent in front of him.

Halfway through the second half, the University of Maryland could be said to have no power to fight back. But Morris was not satisfied, even though he had scored excellent data of 8 points, 7 rebounds and blocks. He leaned against Gister again and raised his hand to ask for the ball. After getting the ball, the arrogant Morris squeezed away Gister and prepared to dunk. Gister's body was far from him. This move has been tried and true today.

But this time, Gister did not give up on defense. He jumped hard to interfere with Morris' offense. Due to excessive force, Gister lost balance by knocking Morris who jumped out of balance, and Gister himself could not control the center of gravity because of the strong impact. The two big guys landed without balance. The referee did not let go of such an obvious foul and decisively blew the whistle in his mouth.

Morris fell to the ground without standing firmly after landing. This was normal. Both sides lost their balance, so his teammates didn't care much.

"Hey, get up and make a free throw." Anjie ran over with a smile to pull Morris up, but when he ran to Morris, Anjie saw Morris holding his ankle in pain, and the expression on his face became distorted due to the severe pain.

"What's going on?" Ricard stood up from his seat after seeing something strange.

"Team Doctor! Team Doctor!" Hearing Anjie's shout, Ricard immediately rushed into the basketball court.

"Where does it hurt!" Ricard knelt directly on the floor. Morris was already sweating profusely, not knowing whether it was tired or painful.

"Ankle! Damn it! I can't do it!" Morris was a tough guy, and his pain would not make him react like this.

Before he finished speaking, the team doctor took the stretcher and pushed the crowd away. An Jie and the team doctor started to lift Morris onto the stretcher.

"We will do further inspections on him and will notify you at the first time after the results are found."

"Okay, please deal with this matter as soon as possible." Ricarde wished that the inspection results would come out immediately.

Afterwards, the large screen on the spot played back the entire injury process. It turned out that when Gister and Morris landed on the ground, Morris' ankle was under great gravity due to unstable center of gravity. Gister also chopped on Morris' ankle directly when he landed on the ground because he could not control the balance! This combined pressure of more than 200 kilograms!

"Asarkin! Come on!" Ricard sent Asarkin to replace Morris who was absent due to injury and used the combination of a double center. However, the situation on the court is no longer what Ricard cares about, and he is more worried about Morris' injury now.

Although Gister was suppressed by Morris today, he did not intend to hurt Morris, so his self-blame completely swallowed Gister, so even if Morris was not in Gister, he could not get back in shape. In the end, the Tornado team won the game cleanly with a 3-point advantage. After the game, Ricard rushed out of the gymnasium and took a taxi to the hospital.

Ricard was running wildly in the quiet corridor of the hospital. Judging from the live replay, it was not as simple as sprain.

"What's going on?" Ricard ran to the doctor and wiped the sweat from his head.

"I dare not give you a 100% diagnosis now, but the preliminary judgment" The doctor knew what this meant for a basketball player, and he couldn't even bear to say it.

"What is the result of the preliminary judgment?" Kricalde still asked unyieldingly.
Chapter completed!