The possession changed hands, and it was Curry's turn to attack.
"Very good. Jimmy's physical tools are excellent for his age, especially his strength and athleticism. His vertical leap, bench press, three-quarter-court sprint, and four-point lane agility drill are all outstanding." Terry Johnson flipped through the testing data in his hand as he spoke.
Zhang Yu did not disturb him further and instead went to another court, where Terry Johnson was testing Butler.
Because of the misfortunes he had suffered as a child, Butler was extremely reserved around strangers and poor at communicating. He merely responded awkwardly, and the others soon lost interest.
After that, he focused on the next round of training.
"His ball-handling is average, his defense lacks experience, and his shooting still needs improvement," Curry answered.
Naturally, Zhang Yu had no idea what Terry Johnson was thinking. Otherwise, he definitely would have clarified things.
Curry lowered his center of gravity and began dribbling between his legs, shifting Butler's balance.
A crossover in front, a between-the-legs hand switch, a behind-the-back dribble, simultaneous dribbling with both hands... His dribbling routine had the most variations and lasted the longest of any player.
"Jimmy's school really isn't very good. It's just an ordinary public high school in the local community, and there are many shortcomings in the training he received. Once this summer is over, you can play him one-on-one again. I'm sure you'll be very surprised then," Zhang Yu said with a smile.
Butler nodded and went to the sideline to rest for a while, though he looked somewhat dejected.
After five or six between-the-legs hand switches at a steady rhythm, Curry suddenly widened his dribble, transferred the ball to his left hand, gave a feint with his left shoulder, and acted as though he were about to drive past