046 Before the bloody battle

Shoot the MV! These words flashed in Zhang Chen's mind until he hung up the phone and he was still rejecting these two letters.

Zhang Chen didn't expect that he would start shooting the MV. He just promised Avril that he would come to her tomorrow morning. However, he was still a little nervous and didn't know if he could do it well.

After hanging up the phone, Zhang Chen prepared his things and then headed for the stadium.

Only Allen was still in the stadium. Zhang Chen changed into training clothes. Allen saw Zhang Chen and came over with a smile: "Are you coming?"

Zhang Chen nodded and said, "Let's get started."

Allen smiled and said, "You are really a diligent young man."

Zhang Chen smiled and made a response. For the next two hours, Zhang Chen had been following Allen to do his own strength training. After the training, he felt weak, as if he had been drained. Sitting on the stool next to the court, Zhang Chen wiped a handful of sweat on his head.

Suddenly, a bottle of water bottle full of Gatoryethera flew over with a parabola that just made Zhang Chen ready to catch the ball. The water bottle appeared in front of Zhang Chen just right. Zhang Chen grabbed it, then turned his head and saw Allen's smiling face.

"Thank you..." Zhang Chen unscrewed the bottle cap and poured a few mouthfuls of drinks, and then suddenly there was more heat on the stool next to him. Zhang Chen felt that it was Allen.

Allen said, "Chen, I want to talk to you... Of course, it may hurt your positive surname. You should know that you are a very hard-working young man."

Zhang Chen nodded and said, "Tell me..."

Allen pondered for a moment, as if he was considering his own words. After a while, he slowly said, "Chen, you have to know that God is sometimes unfair. Everyone's body will have some differences. For example, you yellow people may have some irreparable advantages in practicing the body."

Zhang Chen knew that this was something that he, as a human being, could not avoid, and he did not practice Chinese martial arts and could not exhale into a sword (cough, far away). If it's not a peerless genius, the yellow man does have some physical disadvantages. Therefore, he vaguely knew what Allen wanted to say.

"Well, that's it... So, I want to tell you a regrettable news... Although you can achieve a lot of achievements if you keep practicing your strength, this achievement is limited after all... Do you know what I mean?"

Zhang Chen nodded. In fact, he had thought of the ending more or less and said, "Well, hehe, Alan, thank you for telling me this... But I think hard work will always be rewarded. I'll just work hard by myself."

Allen's eyes were full of appreciation and said, "Chen, you are really surprised and calm... I have to say that I like a player of your type. I think a player should do his job well, not complain... You did a good job, really. Also, the strange problem I want to tell you is... I don't know why, your physical talent seems to have improved a little."

"A little improvement in physical talent?" Zhang Chen asked strangely that it is difficult to say that there is any progress in talent. It's naturally strange for Zhang Chen to hear this.

"Yes... When you just signed a non-guaranteed rookie contract with the team, I did an all-round test of your body. A few days ago, I carefully studied your body data... I found that your talent has really improved... Although this progress is very little Small."

Zhang Chen was shocked. He didn't expect that his physical talent would make progress... This is too absurd. However, he thought about it, and the seemingly absurd things he had experienced recently were not just this... Wait! Absurd things!

Zhang Chen suddenly understood that it seems that the influence of the dream space is not only to make progress in his own technology, but also has a strong ability to make his physical potential change imperceptibly. ( Ha ha, I can't dig a hole without filling it... I can guarantee that Zhang Chen's future will become brighter and brighter in the future.)

Thinking of this, Zhang Chen's vision did not have the decline that Allen wanted to find. On the contrary, his eyes were full of strong self-confidence, as if he didn't care even if Sister Feng wanted to push back.

Alan looked at Zhang Chen's mental state and suddenly found that he really couldn't see through this Chinese teenager. I thought that he would be a little desperate after saying these things. After all, his strength is not as much as he wants, and he will be more or less disappointed. However, the fact is that Zhang Chen is more confident!

What a strange Chinese!

Alan thought so, and then said goodbye to Zhang Chen.

Today is the rest day after a series of away games, so the team will not have anyone. After Allen left, Zhang Chen returned to his residence after three laps in the stadium.

On the way, he recalled the expression on everyone's face when he mentioned the next game yesterday. That is, he has always been very good at hiding his feelings, a little similar to Nash, who is not surprised. When he hears the next opponent, his face is also full of a surging sense of war.

And not to mention Xiao Si and these bold factions, each of them is full of that kind of gritted teeth.

The game is far from starting, and Zhang Chen feels that the atmosphere of the whole team has changed.

In the past, every time the head coach said he wanted to defeat the next opponent, everyone had a relaxed attitude on his face. Xiao Si always said that he wanted to go to nightclubs to find inspiration. If he was a Chinese, he might say that he would cut his opponent. However, this time, Xiao Si had no gag attitude at all, and his face was also full of fighting spirit.

When he came back from the away trip and sat on the plane at the last moment, Xiao Si stood up and shouted loudly: "Brothers! Tell me, we are going to fight side by side to kill this annoying opponent! We can do it!"

"We can win! It must be possible!" Nash stood up first, and then put his palm on top of Xiao Si, and then everyone came to Xiao Si one after another and put their palms on it.

Although Zhang Chen was not very clear about how the two teams could have such a great annihilation, he saw that others were making statements. Of course, he could not sit there and walked over and superimposed his white and beautiful right hand on the back of several people's hands.

"Victory!"

"Victory!"

A group of people roared, and then threw their hands away fiercely. Everyone's faces were full of blood.

Zhang Chen experienced this kind of seriousness for the first time. The blood in the air can deeply invade every pore of his own, which made him engrave the team that made all the members of the Suns vow to win: the Spurs!

Spurs!