One person I admire most in the composition of Grade Three: Kobe Blyth.

Kobe's autobiography Kobe: lend me a lifetime

Chapter 1: Childhood+Teenager

I was born in America and grew up in Italy. This country looks like a boot on the map. The patriotism of the people in other countries is beyond words, and the patriotism of the Italian people is beyond words. They all look like boots. No wonder Italy is called the fashion capital. Can you tell without the help of clothes?

I have played basketball since I was a child, not because I love playing basketball so much, but because my father can only play basketball, so he can only teach me to play basketball. Dad taught me: play basketball well and make a lot of money when you grow up! Dad is half right. Playing basketball can really make money, but he ignores the position. In Italy, trying to make a fortune through basketball is as irrelevant as learning to work efficiently, be honest and love people in government agencies. In the community where we live, people who can play basketball are similar to those who go to the moon. Environment plays a decisive role in fate, so my father decided to learn from Meng Mu and move three times. Meng Mu has a unique vision to find a quiet place for his son to study. My father has a more unique vision, and the place he is looking for is sparsely populated. Finding someone who can "shoot" basketball is as difficult as finding a star who can read 1000 in the Super League. Torre then lamented that Italy's "ball" was getting worse and worse, and he planned to move his family back to his hometown. The Italian government deeply regrets that we are about to leave, because their football is strong and basketball is weak. We expected our father and son to contribute to the development of basketball in their country, so they tried their best to keep us, and even awarded me the certificate of "Honorary National of Italy". Dad has been wandering in the society for many years, knowing that rewards are extremely useless, not as practical as bonuses and prizes, and the texture is thin and small, so it can't be used to paste walls, so it can only be folded into a plane, and the whole family must scramble to play. Therefore, my father was determined not to be tempted, and resolutely led us back to the motherland and devoted himself to the construction of American capitalism.

In America, we live in the Philadelphia community in Philadelphia. My father explained that drinking water is the best choice for overseas travelers who want to serve their country. I was born in Philadelphia, so I certainly want to go back to Philadelphia. Moreover, it was in this block that the independence of Britain and the United States was declared, and it was also the old revolutionary base area. My understanding is that the old revolutionary base areas are basically equivalent to poor mountainous areas, because revolutionaries lack experience in building cities in the early days of the revolution, and it is inevitable to mess around. The final result is often a long revolution, a large population, traffic jams, factories everywhere and serious pollution. Actually, Dad also wants to live in Long Island, new york, or Beverly Hills. However, the housing prices in those places are too high, the property fees are also expensive, and the "California" real estate speculators are disrupting the market. Ordinary people can only buy a house of one square meter a year. Although my father has a little savings, he is worried that I will not be proficient in my studies in the future, which will not only bring trouble to him, so I still save some money for the elderly.

My middle school basketball career was smooth sailing. When I was about to graduate, the coach excitedly came to tell me that I broke Chamberlain's scoring record of 2539 points, which had been maintained for 38 years. I was also very excited and asked him casually: Is Chamberlain black and white?

After all this talk, you haven't mentioned my name yet! My name is Kobe Bryant. Many people say that a name is just a symbol, so don't pay too much attention to it. I don't think so. Look at the names of those leaders. They are all elegant and extraordinary, and there is no one named two dog Sanlv. "Kobe" sounds ok, but it is actually the name of an Italian steak. So, strictly speaking, my name is very similar to Zhang tripe and Wang. But fortunately, I became a celebrity. A celebrity is a name that can bluff. I remember there was an article in the middle school textbook that I forgot who the famous writer was. He wrote: The lights in the whole building are out, only the lights in my house are still on. The teacher told us very seriously that this writing technique is called contrast, and it needs careful experience to appreciate the beauty of the writer's writing. Later, I copied this passage as it is in my composition. Unfortunately, the teacher didn't speculate on my writing intention, but directly annotated "sick sentences"! This is the difference between celebrities and mortals.

Chapter 2: First Arriving at the Lakers

I joined the Lakers through the draft in 1996. Later, someone said that I always wanted to play for the Lakers, so I tried it several times in L.A. and finally moved to the west to let him decide to trade Divac for me. Actually, this is all bullshit. I'm just a high school student who has neither money nor power. As long as I have money to earn and play ball (please note that making money before playing ball conforms to the materialistic philosophy that matter determines consciousness and consciousness affects behavior), I can go to Mars.

On the first day I reported to the Lakers, coach Harris asked me to introduce myself in public. This damn old man made me look stupid on purpose. When people are nervous, there are two manifestations when they speak. One is forgetting the content, and the other is forgetting the transition. I belong to the latter. Although my mouth is talking, I don't know what I'm saying. Two sentences that have no causal relationship can actually be linked by "so". Fortunately, self-introduction is almost the same as the leader's speech, and no one cares at all, and there will be applause as usual after the speech, so as not to lose face and step down.

At that time, the most famous star of the Lakers was O 'Neal. When I saw him, my first reaction was, is this also called people? No wonder so many people in the world live in hunger. O 'Neill's meal is enough to feed an Ethiopian child for a week. What a waste of time! O 'Neill asked me to call him the boss, but I won't do it. I just called him fat.

Chapter 3: Participate in the Dunk Contest

In my first season with the Lakers, my playing time was stable at-15.5 minutes/game and my score was stable at -7.6 points/game. My agent suggested that I can't go on like this, and I must find a way to be famous. Because "fame and fortune" is always "fame" before "profit" and "fame" is beneficial. When my good friends heard that I wanted to be famous, they also made suggestions. For example, someone suggested that I choke Harris. I thought for a moment that this Harris is old and thin. Once he is a little harder, he may not be famous, but he will die. I was advised to hit the fat man. I repeatedly compared the advantages and disadvantages of me and that fat man. I thought we were equal in fighting skills, but he was different from me in weight. Maybe he will kill us. Moreover, since I started it, he is at best a defender, and this business only loses money. On the question of how to be famous, we discussed it all day, and almost all my friends who have been United or seemingly United fought in front of me. The situation is very intense. Finally, I made my own decision-to take part in the dunk contest. Because this tournament is in line with my positive, optimistic and energetic image, and there are bonuses and trophies. Bonuses can be spent, and although the trophy is gilded, it can also sell some money.

When I decided to take part in the competition, I immediately went home, because I thought my dad had played in the NBA before, and he might have no idea about the dunk contest. When dad knew I was going to take part in the competition, he was very excited and ran to the basement to find a small box for a long time. He gave it to me seriously, saying that it was the secret of the slam dunk contest that he realized in his early years in seclusion, and it has always been a treasure of the town house, but it is just a male biography. If I were a girl, he decided to take the box directly to the crematorium. I opened the box, and there was a book with a thickness comparable to that of historical records, which contained my father's life introduction and self-portrait. How to interpret that life? How to look like Lincoln instead of my dad? That portrait is even more outrageous. In terms of brushwork, my father painted it correctly, but he certainly didn't draw it himself. Probably based on Gregory Parker or Allen Delong. Although this book is thick, it is not difficult to find the "secret", because the word "secret" occupies a whole page, and the pen is full of ink, and every word is open. People who can't read should be clear at a glance in the dark. I remember when I was at school, the teacher repeatedly warned us that the composition of exam-oriented education was most afraid of digression, and the topic must be consistent with the content. Dad abides by this principle in secret production. The full text and title are not even bad, only two words-innovation!

How to innovate? It's not mentioned in the secret, and I don't think dad knows either. Fortunately, I have a good idea-fly to O 'Neill! I found the fat man, tried to communicate with him with a peaceful mind and language, and wanted him to agree. Unexpectedly, the fat man readily agreed, but only on one condition-I "flew" him once this year and he "flew" me again in the dunk contest next year. I immediately said that my proposal was a joke. Don't take it seriously! Because I know he wants money when I fly, and he wants a name when he flies. Once he doesn't fly there, it's almost impossible for me to get up.

Although I didn't gain weight, I won the dunk contest. My winning action is to smash from left hand to right hand after take-off, which I call a crotch-changing dunk. After the game, a reporter said that my movements were imitated by Ryder in 1994, and there was no innovation. I immediately corrected his statement, because my action was called "changing the ball" under my leg and his action was called "changing hands" under my leg. Don't underestimate the difference between this word, that is, the difference between an old tiger and an old mouse. Besides, I have registered the change of "hand" and "ball" in the industrial and commercial department in advance. Anyone who wants to use this action in the future will have to pay me the copyright fee, otherwise it will constitute infringement, including Isiah Ryder.

After that, I really became famous.