NBA: I went from grassroots to Warriors for three consecutive championships

An abandoned football field.

Liu Fan was idle at home and had nothing to do, so he came to this abandoned football field.

He was dressed in casual attire, with a white shirt top, black shorts, and black football shoes on his feet.

With slow steps, he walked into a football field and watched black and white players playing football enthusiastically and fragrantly.

His similar character started to play tricks again, and with a confident expression, he walked in a little bit to observe their game process.

They were sweating in the game, and seeing this scene, they couldn't help sighing: "Hey, there are so many football fields in their city~~!"

"Hey, do you want to compare~!" A black man walked up to them and asked in yellow sportswear.

"I'm a newcomer who doesn't understand, just don't kick me too badly later." After listening to the other party's words in silence, Liu Fan responded with a confused expression.

"Okay, we won't kick you too hard~!" Another white man glanced at her with a smile, saw that the Asian boy looked familiar, but couldn't remember who it was, and immediately responded.

"Brother, try it~~!" Another black man thought for a while, and then invited him.

"Haha~! I wish for it~~!" Liu Fan nodded in agreement with these idle young people, and played a game with them with a smile.

"You, do you want to warm up~~!" Seeing that he agreed, the black man immediately asked.

"Oh, forget it~!" Liu Fan listened to the other party's words silently, then thought for a while, and shook his head in denial.

"I've been running for so long, why do I warm up~!" Liu Fan thought for a while, then murmured to himself.

"Brother, let's start~!" Liu Fan suddenly thought of something and said to them with a smile.

"Oh, that's it~!" The black man glanced to the left and right, saw that the other brothers didn't say anything, and responded with a smile.

"The rules of our game are five-a-side football~!" The black man said a few words to him with a smile.

"Do you know about futsal?" the black man asked with a smile.

"Understood~!" Liu Fan responded with a slight nod after listening to his words silently.

"Oh, that would be great." The black man said with a smile on his face seeing that he understood the five-a-side football rules.

"You join the team over there~!" The black man raised his hand to signal him to join the team over there, and said softly.

"Oh, there's no problem~~!" Liu Fan joined that team, which was of no help to him, and then responded with a smile.

When players on both sides, move to different positions to stand.

Liu Fan stood leisurely on the right side, quietly waiting for the kick-off sound.

"Flute~!" The referee picked up the whistle and blew it.

A fierce competition is about to start.

A black man approached Liu Fan's left side of the penalty area with a football.

Liu Fan quickly came to him, and in the blink of an eye, he put on a posture of staring closely.

Liu Fan observed the opponent silently for a long time, and also understood how good the opponent's game skills are.

He looked at the black man's footwork with a sneer, and felt amused when he saw his flashy movements.

As long as Liu Fan aims at his flaws, he can easily break the football.

When the black man finished these fancy movements, it was also the moment when he let down his vigilance.

Liu Fan aimed at the right moment and quickly blocked his football.

Immediately afterwards, he turned around and glanced at the distant goal and said, "Hey, should I score a goal?"

"I'll score first, so I can end the game~~!" Liu Fan murmured a few words to himself, and immediately showed flaming eyes, a pair of raging fire, and his body and feet began to move.

"Damn, this Asian boy is really good at deceiving people~~!" The black man looked down and saw that the football was missing, and he was a little stunned.

"This kid, he said he can't kick feet, you're lying~!" The black man was a little dissatisfied with the lies of the Asian boy, and couldn't help but cursed.

"Brother, thank you for your football~~!" Liu Fan smiled confidently, staring at his opponent for a few moments, and then said a few words to him.

After he finished speaking, he started to start his pace, speeding up his pace, and galloped away like a lightning bolt.

Liu Fan ran continuously, pulling the opponent's goal closer step by step, and suddenly kicked his feet, which frightened the players present.

He does not play according to common sense. Whether the quality of this kick is good or not depends on whether he can score a goal.

The football flew to the right side of the goal like a shooting star.

The opponent is still a teammate, and he froze in a daze.

Such a shot shocked the white man beyond words. He witnessed the football falling down step by step, just as the football entered the right side of the net.

"Bang~!" The goalkeeper didn't react, and the football quickly entered the net.

1 to 0, leading the opponent by one point.

"Haha, it's getting interesting." The black man silently stared at the goal for a few moments, stretched out his hand and rubbed his eyes, thinking it was an illusion, and then smiled unconsciously.

"This kind of game, kicking is fun!" The white man did not show a disappointed expression, but whispered to himself with high fighting spirit.

The white man kicked off the ball again, and immediately kicked his teammate with his small foot, letting him run with the ball.

However, he himself moved to the right, and the two exchanged possession of the ball continuously. When they reached 30 meters from the goal, he was about to shoot, but was stopped by a figure.

"Brother, don't be so anxious to shoot~!" Liu Fan showed a smiling expression, with a football under his right foot, and then persuaded him softly.

"Brother, your fake moves are a bit outdated." Liu Fan shook his head and said a few words to him, paused for a few seconds, and suddenly said to him: "Open your eyes and see how I broke through you with fake moves .”

After Liu Fan finished speaking, the football under his feet became one with him, changing footwork one after the other, and the football moved and changed direction with him.Get out from the opponent's crotch.

Immediately afterwards, he pushed his opponent away, ran forward a few steps quickly, and aimed the football at the goal.

"Great opportunity~~!" Liu Fan seized the opportunity, whispered a few words to himself, and shot.

"Touch~!" Liu Fan shot too hard, accidentally kicked the top of the goal post, and then the ball floated in the air.

"Damn, my footwork shouldn't be that bad~~!" Liu Fan secretly shook his head when he saw the football failed to score.

"The goalposts are against me, how can this work?" Liu Fan looked at a group of people running towards the direction where the football landed, and immediately murmured a few words to himself, then accelerated his pace and rushed inside.

Less than 1 minutes.

In the sky, there is a young Asian boy with yellow skin who is shooting with an upside-down golden hook.

"Huh, I don't believe you won't score this time~!" Liu Fan said a few words with a confident expression on his face when he kicked the football vigorously, and then watched the football fly to the goal.

The football is galloping like a tiger, approaching the goal step by step, startling the goalkeeper. It is rare to see such footwork strength.

"This football, can you catch it?" The goalkeeper saw the speed of the football, which was flying like lightning, and then worried with a timid expression.

The goalkeeper hesitated, and the ball entered the net in the blink of an eye.

"Boom~!" The goal sounded.