MTL - NBA: About Me Being Reincarnated As Yasuo, the Wind Walker-Chapter 79 come in, it's nice

"He made 8 of 16 shots and 11 of 15 free throws. He scored 27 points, 8 rebounds and 8 assists against Florida, the nation's number one defensive team."

"Zhang Jun, how should I evaluate you."

Drexler said with a smile while looking at the sky filled with ribbons.

Magic Johnson next to him looked smug.

"Unfortunately, the Trail Blazers' record ranks fourth from the bottom in the Western Conference and seventh from the bottom in the league."

"Based on your current record, the probability of getting the No. 1 lottery is only 4%, and the probability of getting the top three picks is less than 30%."

Drexler couldn't help but take a deep breath, Johnson was right.

In the NBA Draft, the non-playoff team with the worst record has a 25% probability of winning the No. 1 pick, the second-worst team has a 19.9% ​​probability, and the rest are 15.6%, 11.9%, 8.8%, and 6.3%. , 4.3%, 2.8%, 1.7%, 1.1%, 0.8%, 0.7%, 0.6%, until the final non-playoff team with the best record is 0.5%.

During the entire NBA history, there have been only 3 times when the team won the No. 1 pick when the probability of being drafted was less than 4%. The most recent one was the No. 1 pick in the 2000 NBA draft.

In the draft that year, the probability of the Nets getting the No. 1 pick was only 4.3%, but even though the probability of the No. 1 pick was so slim, the Nets were very lucky to get the No. 1 pick and selected Kenyon Martin.

"But the Celtics, the Bucks, the Sonics and the Grizzlies are most likely to get the top three picks. It doesn't seem like you have anything to do with the Lakers."

Magic Johnson had a melancholy look on his face, and then he and Drexler smiled wryly at the same time.

It's like something special.

This year's draft is estimated to have nothing to do with the two of them.

"Fortunately, this guy Zhang Jun may not participate in this year's draft. We may have a chance next year."

.........

The timing of interviews after the NCAA Finals was pushed back and forth.

No way, it took decades to finally win the NCAA championship trophy again. The players were too crazy in the locker room.

Alford arrived late with Zhang Jun and Love.

Zhang Jun glanced at Alford, who nodded.

Under the lens of the whole world, Zhang Jun slowly tore off his captain's armband, and then stuck it on Love's right arm with his own hands.

All reporters were shocked, they already had a premonition of what was about to happen.

Zhang Jun held the microphone and said.

"I'm ready to take my talent to the NBA!"

.........

A bar somewhere in Las Vegas.

When the NCAA Finals ended, sighs, curses and celebrations sounded at the same time.

"I really didn't expect to win the championship."

"No, what a mess of five small lineups can beat the Florida Tigers."

"That kid Zhang Jun is really fierce!"

"I heard that he announced his candidacy for this year's NBA draft after the game, and I don't know with what pick he will enter the NBA."

"It doesn't matter what his pick is, in short, the No. 1 pick must be Greg Oden."

In a dark corner of the bar, a disheveled beggar pulled his hair back at this moment, his reddish face and drunkenness prevented him from seeing clearly the appearance of the boy on the big screen in the bar.

But it didn't stop him from drinking.

"Get out, you Asian dog!"

"Cheating and drinking in my bar for a few days without money, drinking you paralyzed, that's the wine of labor and management."

A black and strong waiter in the bar kicked over the beggar's wine bottle, and then spat **** the beggar.

In Las Vegas, there are not many beggars who have become this kind of homeless beggars due to various reasons such as gambling.

The people around quickly recovered their emotions after casting a few short glances, scolding what should be scolded, and laughing what should be laughed.

The unattended beggar was kicked out of the bar, and fell down on the side of the road, sleeping soundly.

In Las Vegas in April, the nights are not too cold.

.........

Alford announced that he would stay in Las Vegas for another night before returning to school. He had already communicated with the school on this arrangement, and the school was also very supportive.

So this is a night for the Bruins.

Coach Alford and West Germany fulfilled their promises and added the total bonus to $5,000 for the players.

This is already a considerable amount.

That's the amount most players get for a year in scholarships.

With money in his pocket, Mbah a Moute clamored to take everyone out to open their eyes and see what the extravagant life of the upper-class celebrities is like.

The teammates were yelling in the room, and they couldn't wait.

"Brother Jun, let's go?"

Zhang Jun waved his hands again and again and said, "I am not such a person."

"Go out and have fun by yourselves."

Everyone looked at Zhang Jun with contempt, and were extremely dissatisfied with his unsociable behavior, and they left slowly after beating and kicking Zhang Jun in retaliation.

Mbah a Moute still did not forget to sneer and say: "Labor and management are envious of you for 5 minutes."

After everyone had left, Zhang Jun left the room and knocked on the door of the cheerleaders.

The door was not locked.

Blake Lively had just finished taking a shower, and the whole room was filled with the smell of shower gel. Zhang Jun closed the door with his backhand. This action directly caused Blake Lively to retract his little head into the quilt like a frightened rabbit. .

She knew this guy was coming tonight.

Hearing the rustling footsteps and the sound of getting into the quilt, Blake Lively became more excited and nervous.

This is the process of waiting for the boyfriend of my first love. I am afraid that he will not come, but also afraid that he will mess up.

.........

The next day ~www.novelbuddy.com~ the sun was up and down.

Sunlight came in through the window, waking Zhang Junhuang up.

Blake Lively sat up, his clothes were disheveled and his shoulder blades were half exposed, like a crime scene.

She didn't arrange her clothes, but scratched her head lazily, looked at Zhang Jun with hazy eyes and said, "What time is it?"

Zhang Jun looked at the astonishing curves that were not exaggerated when he was lying down, but when he sat up, he looked so plump that he couldn't open his eyes.

"It's ten o'clock."

Zhang Jun didn't know what time he went to bed last night, it was very late anyway.

The usual routine of waking up at 6 o'clock for training and shooting is gone today.

Blake Lively lay down and hung his white jade-like hands around Zhang Jun's neck, his face was slightly red, and he looked at him stupidly and said, "Aren't you going to get up yet?"

Last night, a certain person got into the quilt and said that it is easy to catch a cold after taking a bath, and he wanted to cover the quilt for her facelessly, but when he came in, he walked around dishonestly with his hands, and was not serious when he touched her... ..

.........

In the afternoon, all members took a flight back to Los Angeles.

The teammates were listless, and it seemed that they didn't sleep well last night.

Zhang Jun and Blake Lively sat in the back and they were thicker than each other, but Blake Lively moved around uncomfortably like a nail in his buttocks, probably still hurting.

"Have you really decided to enter the NBA draft?"

Zhang Jun nodded upon hearing this.

April 26 is the deadline for early registration. It is natural for him to participate in the draft now, and based on his performance in the tournament, he will be at least the top five picks in the draft. This is already a very high position .