NBA: Goat is actually me

Chapter 159 Who recognized it?

"Are you Meng?"

Just as Meng Jin and his group were about to leave the gate of Peking University, a voice called him.

When Meng Jin turned around, he saw a blonde beauty, but she spoke Chinese, which surprised Meng Jin.

The two looked at each other, and the beautiful woman said with surprise: "It's really you! Hello, my name is Mira Sorvino."

"Are you American?" Although Mira Sorvino spoke Chinese well, Meng Jin still recognized her hometown accent.

"Yes, I'm an American. I'm studying at Harvard University now." Mira Sorvino quickly added, "But I'm not a Celtics fan."

This made Meng Jin laugh. Harvard University is in Boston, and it is well known that Meng Jin has deep conflicts with Celtics fans.

Every time Meng Jin visits Boston, he can feel the city's deep hatred for him. In the eyes of Celtics fans, Meng Jin is not only a yellow man, but also a yellow man who has repeatedly defeated the Celtics.

For Meng Jin, it is normal for the opposing fans to hate him, and he can accept it. After all, he is always trampling on his opponents every time he takes the court. The fans of their home team are naturally unhappy with Meng Jin, but the Celtics fans are more extreme. They always like to attack Meng Jin with sharp words full of racial discrimination, which touches his bottom line.

"You are studying at Harvard. Will you come to BJ for fun during the summer vacation?" Meng Jin asked.

"I studied in BJ for a year last year, so I know a little Chinese. I really like the culture here, so I came here again during this holiday," said Mira Sorvino.

Meng Jin smiled and said, "You not only learned Chinese, but also learned the Chinese people's humility."

Mira Sorvino speaks fluent Chinese and can communicate with Chinese people smoothly. Except for a slight American accent, everything else is perfect.

"Didn't I hear that you hired a group of bodyguards? Are these two?" Mira Sorvino looked at the two trainers next to Meng Jin.

Meng Jin smiled and said, "Look at their size, do they look like they can protect me?"

Mira Sorvino asked, "What about your group of bodyguards?"

Meng Jin said: "First of all, I didn't hire a group of bodyguards. These reports must have been written by Boston and Detroit media. They deliberately slandered me and portrayed me as a weak person who lacks a sense of security. I only hired one bodyguard for safety reasons. You know, there have been more and more shootings in the United States recently."

Mira Sorvino nodded: "What about your bodyguard?"

Meng Jin said helplessly: "This is in China, ma'am, no one has a gun here, I don't need a bodyguard!"

Mira Sorvino smiled and said, "You don't need a bodyguard here, but you may need a tour guide. I have been to every corner of BJ and I am very familiar with it."

A foreigner serving as a tour guide for Chinese people in BJ? Meng Jin felt a little bit against the grain, but he still nodded because Mira Sorvino was indeed very sexy.

Mira Sorvino served as a tour guide for Meng Jin and his group throughout the afternoon. Halfway through the tour, Greg couldn't help but ask, "Does Meng need a tour guide?"

Tim Grover laughed: "He doesn't need a guide, but he needs a woman."

Before parting, the two left their phone numbers. Meng Jin left his own number, and Mira Sorvino left the hotel's phone number. She didn't bring her cell phone, so the only way to contact her was through a landline or by letter.

The next day, Meng Jin and Mira Sorvino went to climb the Great Wall. The two walked in front, talking and laughing.

Greg looked at the backs of the two and said, "Meng seems to be in love."

Tim Grover snorted and said, "If this is called love, he falls in love once a day on average."

Compared to the old-school Greg, Tim Grover, who is also a young man, knows Meng Jin better.

On the third day, Meng Jin and Mira Sorvino did not visit any tourist attractions. Instead, they strolled on the streets. Mira Sorvino ate candied haws and Meng Jin held a bag of soy milk. The two chatted leisurely along the way.

"Do you like Chinese?" Meng Jin asked.

"I like it and I don't like it either," Mira Sorvino replied.

"Are you so unsure? Then why did you come to BJ to learn Chinese last year?" Meng Jin asked.

"I learned Chinese because I was rebellious. I wanted to do something completely different from my family background. My father is a movie star and a singer, and my mother is a mental health professional," Mira Sorvino replied.

"Movie star?"

Meng Jin suddenly became interested. As his fame grew, he met many people from the film and television industry in the past year.

Mira Sorvino smiled and said, "Maybe you've heard of his name, Paul Sorvino."

Meng Jin slapped his forehead and recalled an old memory. He had met Paul Sorvino at Jerry Buss's party. At that time, Paul Sorvino was wearing big shorts, hugging people left and right, and blowing bubbles in the swimming pool.

It was a very powerful scene, and Meng Jin still remembers it.
"Meng? Meng! Why did you suddenly stop talking?" Mira Sorvino patted Meng Jin.

"Sorry, I was distracted just now." Meng Jin apologized.

"I love my parents and my family very much, so when I heard the news of their divorce in my junior year, I was devastated. I was in a daze every day and couldn't think of any good way to make myself feel better. So I came to China. Looking back now, I think it was a form of escape," Mira Sorvino said with a wry smile.

"No, I think your choice is great. When you are upset, it is a wise idea to go to a place where no one knows you and start a new journey alone. You are a courageous girl. Usually others choose to change a place, but you directly change a country."

Mira Sorvino was amused by Meng Jin and said, "You also changed countries. You were a high school student when you first arrived in the United States, right?"

"Freshman, but strictly speaking I am a high school student because I participated in the NBA draft after graduating from my freshman year and have not yet received my diploma." Meng Jin said.

"If you leave school after your freshman year, it might be difficult to get a diploma because you have to complete a lot of credits," Mira Sorvino said.

"Maybe after I retire I can go back to school. By then I might be in my 30s, maybe 40. I am still confident in my body."

After Meng Jin finished speaking, Mira Sorvino couldn't help but glance at Meng Jin's crotch. "Hey! Hey! Hey! What are you looking at, Mira!"

Mira Sorvino covered her mouth and laughed: "Sorry, my Chinese is not very good, I thought you meant that body."

Meng Jin smiled but said nothing. Are you pretending to be bad at Chinese now?
It was not known whether it was fate or Mira Sorvino's trick, but the two of them walked and ended up downstairs of Mira Sorvino Hotel.

"Come up and sit down?" Mira Sorvino asked.

"Okay." Meng Jin and Mira Sorvino walked into the hotel gate.

When the two came out again, it was already the next morning.

"Haha, give me the money. Three days. Meng took three days to get it." Tim Grover laughed.

"Damn it, take it!"

Greg threw a hundred RMB in Tim Grover's face, and the two bet on how long it would take Meng Jin to win Mira Sorvino. Tim Grover said that based on his understanding of Meng Jin, he would definitely win within three days. Greg felt that Meng Jin was different this time and seemed to be sincere.

Greg guessed half right. Meng Jin was indeed tempted this time. But who says that if you are tempted, you must drag out the battle line and cannot make a quick decision?
Meng Jinmi and La Sorvino's relationship is heating up quickly, but he did not neglect his training. If he does not train during the offseason, it will not only affect his condition in the new season, but also make his body out of shape.

For Meng Jin, it is absolutely unacceptable to have a distorted figure, as he still relies on it to pick up girls. However, it is not easy to find a professional training hall during this period. It is impossible for Meng Jin to practice outdoors on the concrete floor with two trainers every day, as it is too exposed and too dangerous.

Meng Jin contacted Zhang Weiping, and without further ado, Zhang found the current head coach of the Chinese men's basketball team, Wang Changyou. Wang Changyou was very interested in Meng Jin. He had watched many videos of Meng Jin and often told people around him that Meng Jin was a basketball genius. If he was not a professional athlete and could not participate in international competitions at that time, Wang would have recruited Meng Jin long ago.

During the training, Wang Changyou called a group of national team players to watch, which made Meng Jin a little speechless. He just wanted to find a place to practice, so there was no need to make such a fuss, right?

Before the training started, Ma Jian looked disdainful and said to his teammates next to him: "What's so interesting about the training? Why did they have to call us here?"

Gong Luming next to him said, "That guy is the top small forward in the American Professional Basketball League. He has yellow skin like us, and he is Chinese. You should learn from him."

Ma Jian still looked disdainful: "Who recognized it?"

Gong Luming shook his head and didn't want to waste any more time talking to him.

Youth is always accompanied by frivolity. Ma Jian was less than 20 years old at that time. Joining the national team at this age was enough to prove his talent. Ma Jian looked fearless and felt that he was invincible.

But as Meng Jin's training progressed, Ma Jian gradually couldn't control his expression. The training programs the two trainers gave Meng Jin were things Ma Jian had never seen before. They used various props such as solid balls and bouncy balls, and Meng Jin didn't rest for a minute from the beginning to the end of the one and a half hour training.

Ma Jian was shocked. This guy's training intensity was too high. He first trained strength, then defense and then shooting, without any rest in between. The most terrifying thing was that after the individual training, Meng Jin looked like nothing happened and immediately suggested a competition with the players of the Chinese national team.

Ma Jian was so impressed by this practice match that he mentioned it when he was an NBA commentator for Tencent Sports in 2015.

"I remember it was the summer of 1989, probably in August or September, I can't remember clearly. Coach Wang Changyou, who was the head coach of the national team at the time, suddenly called us together. I thought it was something else, but after asking around, I found out that Meng Jinlai had come for BJ training, right in the national team's gym. I was young and frivolous at the time, and I thought what was so interesting about training, wasn't it just shooting and running back and forth? What else could be done? After watching that training, I realized what it meant that there are always people better than you, and I realized how big the world is, and I realized the gap between us and the world. It is no exaggeration to say that his training philosophy is still applicable today."

"But that's not what amazed me the most. What surprised me the most was his performance in the competition later. I only played for about 213 minutes, but I couldn't defend him. I couldn't defend him at all. He was a 180cm tall guy, but he dribbled better than our cm small guard. He took the ball and did all kinds of one-stop, pull-up, strong breakthroughs and dunks. We were all out of breath, but he didn't change his expression. What made me collapse the most was that he said at this time that playing against you is much easier than training."

After the training game, Meng Jin and Song Tao had a private chat. The two had a chance to play against each other in the NBA. In 1987, Song Tao was selected by the Hawks and both parties signed contracts. But just when Song Tao was about to enter the NBA, he suddenly suffered a serious injury. Meng Jin wanted to ask what happened.

Two years have passed since the incident. Song Tao did not shy away from saying, "I remember it was the day before I went to Zagreb to participate in the World University Games. The Chinese team had group training. I was in a good mood that day because I had just signed with the Hawks and was going to the NBA. When I received the pass from my teammate, I jumped up and shot it. It didn't go in. I heard my teammates complaining beside me. I forgot which teammate it was. At that time, I wanted to make up for it, so I tried my best to chase and defend. After I jumped up to block the shot, I bumped into Feng Wu and lost my balance. When I landed, my right knee stabbed directly into the ground."

"I thought it was over because it hurt so much. I looked down and saw that my bones had sunk into a hole. I am very grateful to the Hawks. After I was treated at the Peking University Third Hospital for a long time, the Hawks brought me to the United States for treatment. My condition is gradually getting better. But I am so unlucky that even drinking cold water will get stuck in my teeth. I got injured again one night after returning to China. It was not on the basketball court, but in the bathroom. I slipped and fell, and my old injury recurred. After that fall, I knew my NBA career was over."

Meng Jin felt a little sad after hearing this. He didn't know how to comfort Song Tao, so he could only pat him on the shoulder and wish him all the best in his future career.

When the two were halfway through their conversation, Ma Jian poked his head over with a basketball in his hand.

Meng Jin greeted him: "We are all MJ."

Ma Jian was a little embarrassed and asked, "Can we play 5 balls?"

"no problem."

Meng Jin asked Ma Jian to attack first. Ma Jian was not polite at all. He took the ball and pushed it directly towards Meng Jin. He pushed it twice and then turned around and continued to push.

Ma Jian was sweating profusely, but Meng Jin didn't move at all. The strength of the two was not on the same level.

Although Meng Jin did not move, he felt the youthful impact of Ma Jian. He has good talent, especially in athletic ability.

Meng Jin did not show any mercy to him and won the duel cleanly with a score of 5-0 in 47 seconds.

"The young man is in good shape." After the game, Meng Jin threw a towel to Ma Jian.

Ma Jian asked bluntly: "Can I play in the NBA with this body?"

Ever since he watched Meng Jin play, Ma Jian’s mind was full of thoughts about entering the NBA. We are both yellow people, so why can he do it but I can’t?

Meng Jin did not discourage Ma Jian's self-confidence. He said, "If you have the chance, you can first hone your skills in the national team for two years, hone your skills and shooting, and try to perform more in international competitions. Only then will American universities invite you. You have no problem playing in the NCAA with your physique. It will be much easier to use the NCAA as a springboard to enter the NBA."

Meng Jin's plan made Gong Xiaobin, who was standing next to him, very excited. He also wanted to play in the NBA. Like Ma Jian, he is 20 years old this year.

Meng Jin noticed this handsome guy, who was a bit handsome and second only to himself in terms of handsomeness on this court.

However, Gong Xiaobin did not challenge Meng Jin to a duel. The reason was very simple, because he could not beat him. The gap was too big, so there was no need to humiliate himself.

Meng Jin trained in BJ for more than half a month. At the beginning of August, he said goodbye to his parents and his temporary teammates and returned to Chicago.

(End of this chapter)