Nash walked over to Gentry and whispered, "I've seen Wade Dong's data. He's strong, but not this strong."
"That's because the Chinese University Basketball Association limited him," Gentry said confidently. "He's a player who gets stronger against stronger opponents. We need him. I'm going to let him play tomorrow."
Nash replied, "That's what I was thinking."
...
The training match ended, and Wade Dong sat on the sidelines, drinking the beverage handed to him by his teammates.
Suddenly, the system's voice appeared in his mind.
[Talent points +5...]
It turned out that even this kind of internal training match could increase his talent points by 5. Wade Dong suddenly felt that he had misunderstood the system. The system had been quite good to him.
As for what skill package to buy with these five talent points, Wade Dong wasn't in a hurry. He would wait until tomorrow's game. If he had a chance to play, he would decide then.
Gentry walked over to Wade Dong and asked, "What number do you want for your jersey?"
"Number...?"
Wade Dong thought for a moment.
In the CUBA, his jersey number was 13, but he couldn't wear the number 13 jersey on the Suns.
Because the Suns' leader, Nash, wore the number 13 jersey. Wade Dong wouldn't be so arrogant as to take the leader's number right after joining the team. Nash wouldn't agree to that either.
And number 1 was also not an option. Although Stoudemire had been traded, he had worn the number 1 jersey before.
"Number 7."
Wade Dong finally decided on number 7. He liked the number 7.
One day, in the NBA, number 7 would surpass number 23.
"I'll arrange for someone to make your jersey right away," Gentry said, then clapped his hands and addressed the team, "Everyone, get some rest early. We must win tomorrow's game!"
"Go!"
"Go!"
"Go!"
The teammates encouraged each other and then all left.
Wade Dong got his own locker in the locker room. Tomorrow, a number 7 jersey would be hanging in this locker.
After showering, Wade Dong prepared to go to the stadium dormitory to rest.
He didn't have a place to stay in Phoenix. This ten-day short contract only paid him nine thousand dollars, which was too expensive for him to stay in a hotel and not convenient. The best choice was to stay directly in the stadium.
In his previous life, he had always stayed in the stadium dormitory.
As Wade Dong was heading to the dormitory with his bag, Dudley appeared and asked with a smile, "Wade Dong, have you experienced Phoenix's nightlife?"
"No."
Wade Dong shook his head with a smile.
Phoenix, also known as the Phoenix City, is a large city in the United States with a population even larger than Washington, D.C.
In his previous life, Wade Dong had only stayed in Phoenix for a little over ten days before returning to China in disgrace. After that, he never came back to this city.
"Let's go!"
Dudley jingled his car keys, "I'll take you to experience Phoenix's nightlife."
Wade Dong shook his head, "Thank you, but I'm a bit tired from the flight. I want to go back to the dormitory to rest."
Dudley asked, "Did you fly in from China?"
"Yes."
Wade Dong replied, "I had a layover, but it didn't take too long. I came straight to the stadium after landing."
"That's incredible!"
Dudley exclaimed, "You flew for over ten hours, came to the stadium exhausted, didn't rest, and led the reserves to beat the starters!"
"It was just an internal scrimmage. No one was taking it too seriously, and I had a good shooting touch today," Wade Dong modestly said.
Dudley praised, "I've heard that Chinese people are humble and polite, and it's true. But when you're on the NBA court, you can't be humble. The more arrogant you are, the more you'll be respected. Because you're a rookie, the more humble you are, the more people will bully you."
"Haha, got it."
Wade Dong agreed.
He knew Dudley was right. In his previous life, he was bullied the moment he stepped onto the court, partly because of his humility and partly because of his lack of skill.
This time, he wanted everyone to recognize his arrogance.
After chatting for a bit, Wade Dong still didn't go back to the dormitory to rest. Instead, Dudley dragged him along. Dudley thought the stadium dormitory conditions were too poor and insisted on taking Wade Dong to his house to rest.
...
Dudley's car was a flashy Ferrari convertible.
Although he was just a role player in the NBA, he could still afford a sports car.
Driving Wade Dong through the streets of Phoenix, whenever they saw a beautiful girl, Dudley would whistle at her and teach Wade Dong, "Bro, don't be so uptight. Look at that girl, she's so hot! I love big butts..."
"Haha~"
Wade Dong just smiled along.
Dudley's hobby was similar to Harden's, but at this time, Harden was still the best sixth man on the Thunder and hadn't shown his full potential in the NBA.
A blonde beauty in a car overtook Dudley, and Dudley immediately stepped on the gas to catch up, whistling at the beauty, "Hey~!"
"Bro, learn from me!"
After teasing the beauty, Dudley proudly said to Wade Dong, "This is the best way to greet a beauty."
"Haha~"
Wade Dong raised an eyebrow, "I heard that it's legal to carry a gun in the United States?"
"Of course!"
Dudley nodded proudly, "We are a free country."
Wade Dong laughed, "Aren't you afraid that the beauty might suddenly pull out a gun and shoot you?"
"No way!"
Dudley shrugged, "Our country allows gun ownership, but killing people is illegal."
Wade Dong was just joking with Dudley.
However, what happened next really scared Wade Dong. The beauty who had been teased by Dudley actually chased them down in her car and pulled out a gun from the passenger seat, pointing it at Dudley, "Stop the car!"
"F*ck!"
Dudley was so scared he shivered.
Wade Dong was also startled.
He had just arrived in the United States, and something like this happened. He had just reincarnated with maxed-out talents and entered the NBA. He didn't want to get shot for no reason before even playing a game.
Dudley had already pulled over to the side of the road. Wade Dong, a bit annoyed, said, "Dudley, go apologize to the girl."
"Yeah, yeah~"
Dudley was already prepared to apologize.
Fortunately, after Dudley pulled over, the girl put away her gun, parked her car, got out, and walked to the Ferrari, looking at Wade Dong, "Were you the one whistling at me earlier?"