Chapter 45 I'm Here to Make Money

Tang Tian put away his phone after reading it.

In fact, this type of swingman is the most common type in the United States, but because there are so many, there is a lot of competition. It is normal not to enter the NBA.

On defense, Tang Tian would definitely be able to defend him, but if he wanted to attack, except for three points, it was estimated that it would be difficult for him to score in front of this Foster even with his other NCAA-level standards.

If he really wants to go head to head, he has to find a rule that suits him.

The duel on the field continued, and as Tang Tian expected, this tank was no match for Foster at all.

Even the confrontation that he seemed to be more dominant didn't take advantage of Foster at all.

In the end, 5-0, he was killed off easily, and Foster got another hundred dollars.

"Anyone else?" Foster then called to the crowd.

No one dared to go up this time.

Although street players are more free and casual, this one-on-one match is linked to money, and no one will think that there is too much money.

Foster shouted for a while, but when he saw that no one came, he pouted and shook his head.

Tang Tian walked out at this time.

Seeing someone stand up, there were bursts of whistles and cheers at the scene.

Although street court and campus basketball are both basketball, because of their different pursuits, there is little intersection between each other. Although Tang Tian is doing well in the NCAA now, no one here knows him.

Despite not knowing each other, they cheered his courage.

"You're coming?" Foster saw that it was a yellow man, and a trace of contempt flashed in his eyes.

In the sport of basketball, the yellow race has always been the most vulnerable group because of their physical talent. Taking the NBA as an example, there is never a shortage of outstanding whites and blacks, but the yellow race is really too many to count the fingers .

Therefore, Foster's reaction is completely reasonable. Even if he asks this, the insider is a little disdainful of fighting Tang Tian one-on-one.

"I think your offense is a bit bad." Tang Tian didn't answer Foster directly, but said directly.

As soon as he spoke, there was a sudden roar from the sidelines.

Streetball advocates freedom and high profile. Not to mention how strong Tang Tian is, just his high-profile way of speaking is very streetball.

Foster thought he heard it wrong, and looked at Tang Tian with a smile. After seeing that he didn't seem to be joking, the smile slowly disappeared.

"I think five goals, if I come to defend, you won't be able to score one." Tang Tian said calmly.

This time, the sidelines suddenly burst into a whistle.

This is no longer high-profile, it's just pretending! And it's forcibly.

Some people are whispering below, wanting to know what Tang Tian is from, but no one knows, the only information they get is that this is a newcomer.

In the end, the unanimous conclusion was that Tang Tian was an ignorant brat.

However, they also like to watch such hairy boys.

"Come on then." Foster was obviously a little provoked, and without saying too much nonsense, he walked directly to the three-point line.

"Wait a minute, we haven't negotiated the price yet." Tang Tian continued.

"How do you want to play?" Foster asked patiently.

Tang Tian stretched out five fingers.

"$50 a game?"

Tang Tian shook his head.

"Boy, are you kidding me? You want to play the $5 roll. I don't have time to play this kind of low-end game with you." Foster put away his posture and lost interest.

His worth in the street court is here, and it is impossible for him to play a game like $5.

There was also a roar on the sidelines. They didn't expect Tang Tian to speak so loudly at the beginning, but in the end he was cowardly.

"No." Tang Tian shook his head.

"It's $500," he continued.

After he finished speaking, the noisy crowd around him suddenly quieted down.

$500!

In the streetball heads-up, 100 is already an absolute high-end game. Even in New York, the birthplace of streetball culture, the price is not as high as $500, because the price goes up a little bit, and you can play commercial games. .

Commercial matches come with insurance clauses, and if they can play commercial matches, who would risk injury to play such a heads-up match.

Foster also hesitated, $500 was not a small sum for him, and he had never played.

"Aren't you afraid?" Tang Tian asked rhetorically when he saw that Foster didn't respond.

He was really afraid that he would scare Foster away by saying too much, and that would be a big loss.

Afraid, when the word came out, Foster's expression changed obviously.

Tang Tian first released a bunch of big words, and then put out such an incredible price. Now he asks him if he is afraid. This is like putting him on the fire step by step. cowardly.

As a streetball player, cowardly is the most shameful thing, and it will be difficult to play again in the future.

"What the hell are you doing here?" Foster asked, looking at him.

"Me? I'm here to make money." Tang Tian replied.

After he finished speaking, there were more whistles on the sidelines and louder roars.

This is really so arrogant, if the person standing opposite is them, they will definitely kill Tang Tian!

"Okay, I accept it," Foster said coldly.

He had been in the street court for so long, and he had never seen someone like Tang Tian.

Although he hasn't played professional games for a while, he is in good shape. He is going to try his luck in the NBA Summer League this summer, unless he is an NBA-level player.

But how can an NBA-level player appear in such a place and even make money.

Those who can play in the NBA simply don't look down on this kind of small money.

Even if the opponent is a young player from other professional leagues, it is impossible for him to score all five goals.

Seeing that Foster agreed, Tang Tian picked up the ball from the sidelines, moved his joints a little, and then threw the ball to Foster.

"Come on," he said, posing defensively.

Seeing that the fight was about to start, the fans at the scene all took their hearts away and looked at the field intently.

They were really curious as to what made Tang Tian so arrogant.

"Professor, someone is playing 500 over there." On a nearby field, someone ran to the sidelines and said to a hooded man.

"500? Who is it?" The man was also a little surprised.

"One is a killer, and the other doesn't know him, he's a yellow race," the person explained.

The person wearing the hood was even more surprised. Killer knew that a player with a strength very close to the NBA would have a yellow race challenge him? And it's a $500 round, which is really unheard of.

He nodded, and then went to the next court with the visitor.

Over there, the match between Tang Tian and Foster has already begun.

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