Chapter 18 The Professor

Foster didn't move for a long time, and a burst of booing and shouting erupted from the sidelines.

There was no time limit for one-on-one matches on the street court, but you can't just hold the ball and not move for half a day!

Foster also knew that staying still like this wasn't a solution. He took a deep breath, took two steps forward, and then directly chose a simple pull-up jump shot.

This was simplifying complex techniques, preparing to solve the problem with talent.

Simple offensive techniques are sometimes the most effective.

"Pa!"

But just before he jumped up to shoot, Tang Tian directly slapped the ball out of his hand.

The ball hit the ground, and Tang Tian grabbed it again.

Foster's fifth one-on-one also ended in failure.

Tang Tian won the game.

Foster landed and suddenly smiled.

When he missed the first shot, he thought he was underestimating his opponent. When he missed the second shot, he believed he still had a chance. When he missed the third shot, he was still unwilling. But when the last shot failed, he was relieved.

The opponent's defense was NBA-level. It was normal for him not to be able to score.

"What's your name?" Foster asked.

"Pay up." Tang Tian stretched out his hand.

Foster was stunned for a moment, then turned around, took out $500 from his bag, and handed it to him.

Tang Tian counted it, put it away, and then said, "Tang."

"Tang?" Foster searched his mind but hadn't heard the name before.

"Which league do you play in?" Foster asked.

"Why are you asking that?"

"Don't get me wrong, my agent is working to get me into the Summer League. If you're interested, I can..."

"Thanks, but no thanks." Tang Tian politely refused Foster.

He was definitely going to the NBA, but with Walker.

"Anyone else? 500 a game." Tang Tian turned around and shouted to the crowd.

"..."

The players on the sidelines were originally a little admiring of Tang Tian, after all, there weren't many people who could beat Foster here, but Tang Tian's expression that he was only interested in money made it hard for them to admire him.

"400?"

"300?"

"200?"

…

Tang Tian kept lowering the price, but the people on the sidelines didn't react.

They didn't think their offensive skills were stronger than Foster's.

"100?"

Just when Tang Tian shouted 100 and was about to give up, the white guard who had played one-on-one with Foster stood up.

This white guard was a genuine local streetball player, with very good dribbling skills.

"Okay, 100 it is." Tang Tian was a little disgusted. A 500 game was worth five 100 games, but even a mosquito has meat.

Foster saw that Tang Tian had completely forgotten about him, hesitated for a moment, and prepared to leave.

But he had just taken two steps when he was stopped by a person wearing a hood.

He originally wanted to shake him off, but he immediately stopped when the other person spoke.

"Coa..."

He had just made a sound when the Professor gestured for him to be quiet.

"Wait for him to finish playing, I have a small favor to ask you to help with." The Professor then said.

The Professor said he needed help, and he had no reason to refuse, so he nodded and stopped walking for now.

Over there, Tang Tian's game with the white guard had already started.

The same rules as when he played one-on-one with Foster, Tang Tian defended the white guard for five balls.

The white guard and Foster were completely different. His strength was dribbling, behind-the-back, crossover, even the "Buddha" and "Sam I Am" moves, he showed off everything he could.

This kind of dribbling show also drew cheers from the players on the sidelines.

Streetball has a low barrier to entry, and dribbling is the most basic and popular thing about it.

But in the end, all of the white guard's shots were blocked by Tang Tian.

There was already a difference in height between the two, and his dribbling couldn't fool Tang Tian, so naturally he had no chance to score.

Moreover, Tang Tian wasn't the kind of slow-moving big man, so it was even more impossible for him to play through-the-legs or self alley-oop.

In the end, after five shots, without any suspense, the white guard was also shut out by Tang Tian.

The white guard couldn't even beat Foster, so playing Tang Tian was just a try. After the game, he took the initiative to shake hands and hug Tang Tian, completely treating him as a player who was a level above him.

Tang Tian patted the white guard on the shoulder, and then shouted to the others.

"Anyone else for 100?"

No one answered.

You've already beaten the two strongest people here, who would be stupid enough to go up and give away money!

Tang Tian looked around and didn't get a response, he was also a little helpless. This trip was only worth 600 USD of game currency, even less than playing basketball games before.

But he didn't lower the price any further. On the one hand, no one would play with him if he lowered it again, and on the other hand, it wouldn't be worth it.

Seeing that no one was coming up, he also packed up and prepared to leave.

But just then, a person wearing a hood came up.

"100 dollars?" Tang Tian was overjoyed, he didn't expect to be able to earn another bit of game currency before leaving.

The person wearing the hood shook his head, and then said, "I can let you earn more money."

Tang Tian heard that there was a chance, and then walked to the side of the court with the person wearing the hood.

To his surprise, Foster was actually standing there and hadn't left yet.

"Let me introduce myself, my name is Grayson Boucher, I am a streetball player." The person wearing the hood took off the hood and said.

Tang Tian saw him clearly at this time, a guard about 1.7 meters tall, with a buzz cut and a baby face, he looked quite handsome.

But Grayson Boucher, he had never heard of this name before.

"Of course, you can also call me the Professor." The Professor then said.

"The Professor? You are the streetball player Professor?" Tang Tian said in surprise.

Among the several well-known figures in the streetball world, the older generation of Goat and others have become legends, Alston has also entered the NBA, and the most famous after that is the Professor.

But don't be confused by the word Professor, he is actually just a young man in his 20s, but because his dribbling skills are so outstanding, he was praised by the commentators of the streetball game as "can teach opponents on the court", so he was called the Professor.

Tang Tian had heard of the Professor in his previous life, but had never seen a real person, so he was still very surprised to see him now.

Of course, there is also one thing, in the game currency system, there is the Golden Right Hand (Professor), which is still a blue skill, which is already heaven-defying for an amateur player.

"You said you can let me earn more money?" But after the surprise, he was more concerned about the money-making issue that the Professor said.

Earning game currency by playing streetball one-on-one games was too slow. He didn't know how long it would take to get 50,000 US dollars. If the Professor really knew how to make money, that would be great.

"I will be holding a performance match in New York this summer. I would like to invite you to participate as my teammates. Don't worry, this is a standard commercial competition. You will get a contract with insurance clauses. The money is not much, but it will definitely be more than playing this kind of one-on-one game." The Professor looked at the two of them and said.

Commercial competition?

As soon as he heard what the Professor said, Tang Tian's face showed a look of disappointment. NCAA players cannot participate in commercial competitions, which means he can't play.

But summer? If he finishes the draft by then, he shouldn't be restricted by this.

ps: Ah, I have become a salted fish, I can't get up without recommendation tickets, you guys decide!