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

When Liu Fan accompanied Zhang Xin to a lively street basketball court, a group of black people were concentrating on playing basketball.

"Zhang Xin, how about the two of us forming a team~! Hee hee!" Liu Fan silently watched those black people playing the game, he turned his head and asked her as he was eager to win.

"Okay!" Zhang Xin nodded and agreed without thinking.

"Zhang Xin, let's go up and compete with them after their competition is over!" Seeing her nodding in agreement, Liu Fan immediately showed a happy and excited mood, and then responded with a few words.

"Well, I'll listen to you." Seeing what he said, Zhang Xin believed what he said without thinking, and then nodded in reply.

The two waited silently for a while, and finally the two sides finished the halftime.

Liu Fan took her tender right hand, silently walked in front of those black people, and then said to them: "Hey, brother, are you interested in a game?"

"Haha, are you okay?" A muscular black man with a short crew cut, about 204 cm tall, with tattoos all over his body, when he saw someone talking to them, he immediately turned to look at the other person, and then laughed.

"Asian boys are so weak. If they are disabled, they will ask us for medical expenses! Haha!" Another black man with dreadlocks also mocked them.

"Rodriman, their Asian bodies are very precious!" The black man with a short crew cut sneered at the pair of men and women, and then continued to mock.

"Asian men are like dicks, not as good as our bodies~!" Rodriman continued to mock.

"Joe Crowe, let's go, don't play games with Asian boys, it's a waste of our time." Rodriman looked at the man with a cold face, a little angry, but he had such a beautiful girlfriend in his ordinary face, and he felt so sad. There is a cloud of fire.

"You black people are so timid that you dare not even accept our challenge, so don't underestimate us Asians."

"Also, both of you are Ruofu, useless sissies~!"

When Liu Fan saw the two taunting each other about us Asians, he immediately showed a cold expression, then approached the two of them, and said with a suppressed murderous look.

"If you are men, you can compete with the two of us, otherwise~!" Seeing that the two of them were going to explode in anger, Liu Fan sneered and continued to add more taunts.

"Okay, just compare, whoever is afraid of whom~!" Rodriman glared at the two of them angrily, and then responded in a low voice.

"Haha, that's how you look like a man!" Liu Fan immediately smiled and laughed when he saw the two of them agreeing to the competition.

"Liu Fan, they are all here, aren't you afraid that they will harm us two?" Zhang Xin showed a worried expression, and silently stayed behind him. After seeing him angering those two people, he quickly took his hand , and then persuaded him in a low voice.

"Haha, it's alright."

"If something happens, I'll protect you, don't worry about these problems."

Seeing her worried expression, Liu Fan immediately opened his mouth to answer her worries, with a hint of teasing in his words.

"Hateful, indiscriminate bastard, get out!" Zhang Xin scolded him softly.

"Don't, don't!!"

"After the game, it won't be too late to drive me away. Hehe~!" Liu Fan took her tender right hand back, and said to her affectionately after a few gentle strokes.

"Slick tongue, get out!" Zhang Xin was amused by his words, and deliberately put on an angry expression and laughed and cursed.

"Okay, obey~!" Seeing her intentionally angry look, Liu Fan immediately smiled and cooperated, deliberately ran to the free throw line and stood up, and then said to the two blacks: "Whoever makes the free throw first will take the first kick-off." Attack!"

"You don't need free throws, you attack first!" Rodriman raised his hand to signal that he didn't need to shoot, and then persuaded him.

"Ten balls, let's decide the outcome!" Liu Fan agreed with him, and then asked his own question.

"Okay~!" Rodriman thought for a moment, responded, and walked with his teammates inside the two-point line to set up a position.

"Liu Fan, can we do it?" Zhang Xin asked worriedly.

"Zhang Xin, if you believe in yourself, you will definitely defeat them." Liu Fan smiled and encouraged her, then reached out and gently touched her nostrils.

"Liu Fan, I hate it~!"

"You touch other people's nostrils again, villain~!"

Frightened by his actions, Zhang Xin immediately said angrily on purpose.

"Ah, pain, pain, pain!" Liu Fan suddenly cried out in pain when Zhang Xin bit his left arm with sharp teeth.

"Hmph, seeing how you dare to touch like this, next time it won't be a minor injury!" Zhang Xin showed his little tongue, made a grimace for him, and then silently walked to the right side of the three-point line to stand. good.

"Wow, what a scary Asian woman, so fierce!"

"Asian women, you are too fierce!"

Witnessing this scene, the two black men sighed a few times, with a hint of fear on their faces.

"Hey, why is a girl so fierce? How can she get married if this goes on like this?" When Liu Fan slapped the ground with a basketball, he stretched out his hand and gently touched the injured part. The pace rushed into the penalty area under the basket.

His moving steps are a bit weird, with false and real steps, step by step to attack the enemy's inner heart, the movement of dribbling the ball under the crotch is so beautiful, Zhang Xin, who stood by and watched his performance, was a little surprised that his movements were So sharp and chic.

But the audience standing outside the field shouted: "Rodriman, break his ball quickly, break his ball quickly~!"

"Rodriman, fuck them hard, Asians are trash~!"

"Rodriman, beat them, beat them~!"

Liu Fan silently dribbled the ball to break through, and Rodriman pressed hard in front of him, not caring about the shouts of the surrounding audience.

He made an emergency stop and continued to speed up and rush into the penalty area. When facing the double-teaming of two people, he still wanted to complete the offense alone, and he didn't intend to pass the ball to Zhang Xin.

A dramatic scene appeared, Liu Fan made a layup with his back on the bar, and waited for him to fall to the ground.

The basketball bounced off the rim for a few seconds before slowly falling into the net.

"Trash, this is my first ball, if you can't prevent it, give it up early!" Liu Fan got up silently, looked at the two black men with a cold face, then continued to walk outside the three-point line and stopped, and then spoke sneered.

for the rest of the time.

Liu Fan staged his skills step by step and gave Zhang Xin a chance to perform.

The two attacked in turn, silently abusing the two black men to the point where they couldn't be abused any more.

The score between the two sides was 9:0, with Liu Fan in the lead.

When Zhang Xin pushed halfway with the ball, he suddenly threw the basketball into the air, and a figure appeared there like lightning. When he caught the basketball with both hands, he smashed the basketball into the basket without hesitation.

"Boom~!" After Liu Fan smashed the basketball into the basket, it was the end of the game.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!"

The two black men fell to the ground. When they looked up at the figure of the giant, they looked disappointed and helpless, and then sighed in a low voice: "I lost, I lost~!"

Two days later.

When Liu Fan walked into the arena wearing the No. 88 blue jersey at the home court of the Warriors, the audience collectively shouted his name: "Liu Fan, Liu Fan, Liu Fan~!"

Liu Fan's opponent in his first show on behalf of the Warriors was the Rockets led by Harden.

In the contest between the two teams, one side must lose the game. I don't know how many points Liu Fan can get this time.