After Wang Bo's speech, the Galaxy Private Training Camp really began. Everyone has different training methods. These training methods were all figured out by Wang Bo based on his own memories. Qin Mu taught him a lot of training methods when he was training him.

Jiang Canghai has never looked for him once. It seems that this guy who falsely reported his age and took over the black section of Taekwondo locked the gate of the basketball court outside, and then went out to take on everything himself. Occasionally, Lu Yan would come and chat with everyone for a while and talk about some things outside, such as Jiangbei No. 11 Middle School was defeated by Jiang Canghai, and Xinguang High School, who came across the city, was also defeated by Jiang Canghai's people...

Shen Mo and Hua Jing'er have never contacted Wang Bo, as if they knew that Wang Bo was pounced on the training of the school team and had no choice to disrupt his life. Wang Bo himself could not make a choice, so he tried hard not to think about the existence of the two girls.

The team members seemed to have all their lives filled with training. They got up in the morning, washed up, and rushed to school for training. They trained until noon. They drew lots to decide which unlucky guy went to buy a box lunch, or occasionally everyone went out for a meal together, and then continued training in the afternoon, then went home, took a shower, ate, and slept... and it took a cycle.

This kind of life for the Galaxy Private School Team continued until the 27th day of the 12th lunar month. After the morning training, Wang Bo announced to everyone: "From the afternoon, we don't have to come to the school to train again and prepare for the Spring Festival."

Although the training camp lasted for more than two weeks, the players felt like they were a different life after leaving the basketball hall. Even Qin Kai, who was the least confident, felt that his progress in the past two weeks was obvious, at least he had made a lot of progress in endurance and defense.

Among the group of people, Zhang Kuang was crying when he walked out of the basketball hall gate. He locked the door with his own hands and shouted:

"Damn it! I'm finally liberated!"

This time, Kim Nam-cheol was not that cold-blooded. On the contrary, he looked at Zhang Kuang with sympathy.

For two weeks, Zhang Kuang never felt that life could be so difficult. Every day, he and Wang Bo left the last time because after the training of others, he had not reached the target of defending Wang Bo twenty times. In the first few days, it was after 9 o'clock in the evening. In the end, Wang Bo finished the training and Zhang Kuang walked out of the basketball hall, otherwise he might have to fight all night.

However, Zhang Kuang is very confident now. He feels that even if he faces Hou Jie, he should be able to handle it for a while. His training is not only about defensive breakthroughs, but also about footsteps, explosiveness, and endurance training. Even if Wang Bo breaks through Zhang Kuang head-on now, he cannot pull Zhang Kuang away in the first step.

"Let's find a place to celebrate at noon?" Han Dongfeng suggested.

"Boss, treat me!" Zhang shouted.

"Why am I treating you?" Wang Bo asked, who was walking in the front.

"Damn, I'll make up for my abuse so badly?"

"That's it! That's it!" A lot of people agreed. They felt that they would train until they died of old age during this period.

Wang Bo took out his wallet and took a look: "I only have 200 yuan, go and have a boxed lunch!"

"I'll go! I'll eat a boxed lunch! I'm almost vomiting!" Jin Nam-chul shouted.

"Forget it! Forget it! I'll treat it! The boss is not willing to pluck her hair! Today we go to Yanzi Tower!" said the rich and powerful Baijinlong.

"Oh, it's better to have a young master in the team. Welfare is not something that ordinary schools can compare with. Improve food every few days!" Zhou Tai said with a smile on his neck, hooking Bai Jinlong.

Bai Dashao is very resistant to v-box lunches, so every time he draws lots to buy lunches, the goods will call some big restaurants and ask them to deliver food.

"Master Bai, are you very confused?" Zhang Yang looked at Bai Jinlong and said, "You said you have never suffered hardships and were not poor since birth. You can inherit hundreds of millions of assets without doing anything in the future. Do you think you have no sense of direction in your life?"

Platinum Dragon looked at Zhang Kuang and said, "Yes, the ideal is huge, and that little money is not enough."

"Damn, what's your ideals so great?" a group of people asked curiously.

"Mao, wait until I make some more money, and I will keep all the 100 most beautiful beauties in the world selected by Time magazine in the future!" Bai Jinlong said seriously.

"Go to die!" a group of people cursed.

"Zhang Kuang, what are your ideals?" Han Dongfeng asked.

Zhang Kuang looked up at the sky and said, "I, I just want to have a big truck, just like Liberation, Dongfeng, those eighteen or even twenty-four trucks."

"You just want to be a truck driver, right?" Yilong asked.

"Of course not. I just think I want to make a lot of money. I exchanged all the money for coins one by one, and then put it on the truck in sacks. I drove the car on the road. When I saw someone unhappy, I would use money to get off the car and smash him with the coins! If someone like Li Gang's son appears again, my brother will hit the truck without saying a word, and then get off the car and spend money! How good!" Zhang Kuang said.

“…”

Looking at the snow that fell last night, Wang Bo said lightly: "After the Spring Festival, it's time to embark on the journey. There will be a game waiting for us before the fifteenth day of the first lunar month!"

"Do you know which team it is?" Pang Weiwei asked.

Wang Bo shook his head gently: "The matchup has not been released yet, and it may not be released after the Spring Festival."

"It is said that the Dongjiang Trials are also a single-game elimination system?" Yi Long asked.

"Yes, except for the last National Final Four, other competitions are single-game elimination system." Wang Bo said with cold air.

"Cruel." Tang Haoran lowered his head and said.

"You have to be very lucky to reach the top four in the national team. Even a strong team will be eliminated due to their occasional misperforming performance." Zhang Yang said.

"Without luck, strong teams do not believe in luck. They only believe in their sweat. Do you think it is luck to win the chbl championship for five consecutive years?" Wang Bo said in a calm tone: "Don't put the final victory on luck. There is no luck to talk about in the competition."

"I really can't imagine how strong the Nanyang Model Middle School is. It's so terrifying to win five consecutive championships!" Yilong said, looking at the gray sky.

"It's not the most terrifying. It is said that this year, a strong dragon has risen in the Dongguan competition area of ​​the southern region. The school has recruited many basketball experts, many of which are young geniuses from Nike or Adidas training camps. They have just won the Guangzhou qualifiers and, like us, have begun to embark on the provincial trials." Wang Bo said.

"What's the name of that school?" Tang Haoran asked softly behind Wang Bo.
Chapter completed!