Chapter 100 Vacation
“Fuck, Michael, you have a lot of good players in this training camp.” In the VIP box of the casino, Larry Bird looked through the player data compiled by the trainers and exclaimed in amazement, “Especially those two kids. In the past half month, their performance in their respective groups has been overwhelming compared to the players in the same position…”

“Come on Larry.” A bald, plump man muttered incoherently while devouring a donut. “They are just a bunch of 15- or 16-year-old kids. Michael, you are getting worse and worse. You even accept this kind of training camp order.”

“Three months of training camp, two million dollars, Charles.” Jordan puffed on a cigar leisurely, “It’s about the same as your salary last season.”

“Fxxk you Michael.” Charles Barkley cursed angrily.

“So, when championship players are discussing talented players, people who haven’t won a championship should stay silent.” Jordan’s most heartbreaking words came late.

“Oh, Michael, the first phase of basic training should be almost complete.” Larry Bird closed the folder, “The next step is to carry out intensive training.”

“You’re right, Larry.” Jordan said casually, “However, before the intensive training, I have to fulfill my promise and play a game with those two brats. And I plan to teach them a lesson. That’s why I called you two over.”

“No way? It’s still my business?” Charles Barkley was a little reluctant. “Fuck, you don’t call me when you want to get paid, and you ask me to play when you need to work hard. I won’t do it.”

“Let’s make this bet, Charles.” Jordan shrugged indifferently, “If you win, the $200 million is yours. If you lose, you will accompany me to coach these kids.”

“It’s settled.” Charles Barkley nodded excitedly and sat down at the card table.

“Fxxk.” As the last card was revealed, Charles cursed in anger and threw away the cards in his hand.

“Welcome, Charles.” Jordan put down his cigar with a smile, “You still can’t beat me, whether on the court or at the poker table.”

“That’s settled, Michael.” Larry Bird put down the folder with a smile, “Give these kids a break. When the intensive training starts, they won’t be so relaxed.”

……

“Holiday?” Kaneki Ken looked at the trainer in front of him in surprise, “Why do you want a holiday?”

“I don’t know. The organizer notified me.” The trainer shrugged helplessly, pointing at the young players who were preparing to leave the stadium in groups of three or four with their bags on their backs. “Besides, look, except for you, the other kids around you are all very excited to know that they are going to have a holiday. You have to learn to balance work and rest, kid.”

“For me, basketball is the best rest.” Kaneki Ken curled his lips and continued to pick up the ball to start a new round of shooting training. “Only those who know that they can’t get stronger need a vacation. Besides, I’m not the only one. Look, isn’t Kobe also training?”

“I’m afraid you won’t be able to rest here for too long. We’re closing the gym tonight.” The trainer said with a smile, “Maybe in three days, the front-page headline in Las Vegas will be that a basketball genius starved to death in the gym.”

“Then let’s practice until tonight.” Kaneki Ken said indifferently, “There is absolutely no way I can leave the gym earlier than Kobe.”

“Damn, get out of here right now.” The trainer pushed Kaneki Ken out of the gym speechlessly, and pulled Kobe along with him, “It’s vacation time now, assholes! You two kids, get some rest! If you don’t rest, I have to rest too. Damn, it’s more tiring to take care of you two than to take care of a group of people.”

“Bang!” The trainer slammed the door of the gym.

“Hello, I haven’t packed my things yet!” Kaneki Ken knocked on the door, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

“Crack~crack~”

Two packages were thrown out through the crack in the door.

“Happy fucking holidays!” the trainer’s voice came from the door. “Ah…” Kaneki Ken and Kobe picked up their backpacks helplessly and left the gym.

“The place I live is quite big, and there’s a court inside. Do you want to come to my house for training?” Kaneki Ken invited Kobe to form a team.

“No need, I know there’s a stadium nearby.” Kobe’s cold voice came from the side.

“But there will be more people on the street court, right?” Kaneki Ken asked hesitantly.

“It doesn’t matter. If we beat their strongest team, we can occupy the venue. It’s only three days anyway. I don’t think they will have any objections.” Kobe said indifferently.

“Really.” Kaneki Ken smiled and shook his head, “Your aggressive personality… is exactly the same as Aomine’s.”

Soon, the two of them trotted to a somewhat simple street court where a group of teenagers were playing a game. The score was now tied at 19, with the outcome depending on just one goal.

“Big me, here!” Himuro Tatsuya stood on the outside and reached out for the ball.

“Tatsuya!” Kagami Taiga, who had just grabbed the frontcourt rebound over the heads of a group of black people in the paint, threw the ball to Himuro Tatsuya. After receiving the ball, Himuro Tatsuya made a fake shot to shake off the black guy who came to defend, and then took a mid- to long-range shot, and the basketball hit the basket steadily.

“Yoshi!” Kagami Daigo jumped up excitedly and happily bumped shoulders with Himuro Tatsuya to celebrate, “The right to use the stadium this week is ours!”

“Excuse me, both of you.” Kaneki Ken slowly walked to the side of the field. “My friend and I need to use this field for training in the next few days, so please make room for us.”

“Hey, Japanese…” The thick-skinned Kagami Daiga was first surprised to hear Japanese in the United States, and then he was angered by Kaneki Ken’s arrogant attitude, “I said I would make room for you, so I’ll make room for you? This place was won by Chen Ye and I. If you want to use this place to beat us first!”

“If you’re here to play basketball, we welcome you.” Himuro Tatsuya also stepped forward at the same moment, “But if you’re here to cause trouble, please get out!”

“What are you talking about?” Since Kaneki Ken and the other two were talking in Neon language, Kobe walked up and asked with some confusion.

“They said that as long as we beat them, they will give us this venue.” Kaneki Ken said with a smile.

“Hey, hey, hey, that’s not what we said!” Kagami Daigo stepped forward and said, “Are you here to cause trouble?”

“It doesn’t matter, Taiga.” Himuro Tatsuya held Kagami Taiga with a cold face, and his eyes looking at Kaneki Ken and Kobe were no longer friendly, “In this case, let’s follow the rules of the street! As long as you and your friends beat the two of us…”

“Come all five of you together, we’re in a hurry.” Kaneki Ken put down his backpack and started warming up.

“Fxxk, I always feel like you said something bad to them.” Kobe complained as he looked at the hostile eyes of Himuro Tatsuya and Kagami Taiga, and started to warm up.

“Those two guys, they’re still playing basketball even though they’re on vacation?” At this time, Jermaine O’Neal and Dirk Nowitzki, who had just packed up their things at the gym, happened to pass by and saw Kobe and Kaneki Ken warming up.

“Anyway, we have nothing to do right now, let’s go and watch.” Dirk Nowitzki walked to the edge of the court with a smile, looking at the court with some anticipation, “It’s a good opportunity to see what these two can do.”

(End of this chapter)