Rekindling the dream of becoming a star

Chapter 100: Got Beaten
"Maybe five million, maybe fifty million is not enough." Zhang Shaohong replied in response to King Xiaoyao's plea.

"Brother, it's boring to chat like this." King Xiaoyao narrowed his eyes.

"That's the truth. Chen Fang has the right to choose his own team. You can go ask about Liu Chaoxian's contract."

"Let's not talk about it for now. There are still two years left, so there's no rush." King Xiaoyao stopped thinking about it. He was free and easy by nature and would not do anything that would make things difficult for himself.

The game just ended, and the white team finally won thanks to Jeter's performance.

He walked straight to the yellow team's bench. Others were still worried about what he would do, but they saw him reach out and shake hands with Chen Fang.

"Jesus, you played really well," he praised.

Enzo introduced with a smile: "Poole, this is the man I was talking about."

"Oh, you should have told me earlier, brother, I've never seen such an accurate player." Jeter was more enthusiastic.

"Can you tell me how you did that step-back in the corner just now?"

"no problem."

Seeing Chen Fang communicating enthusiastically with the two foreigners, the people around them were even more surprised.

Xiaoyao Wangdao: "He is so good at foreign languages?"

"Yes, he pays a lot of attention to this." Zhang Shaohong could only give him a slight reminder.

King Xiaoyao thought for a moment, and suddenly asked, "Can we let him come to train at home in the future?"

"I'll send a special car to pick you up," he added.

"There shouldn't be any problem. He already trains with Enzo, so having him come over won't make any difference."

"Then it's settled. Don't leave tonight. Have a drink."

"Row."

"Let's find a place to reminisce about the past first." King Xiaoyao did not allow any explanation and pulled Zhang Shaohong away.

As soon as the coach left, everyone relaxed.

When Chen Fang was free, Sui Ran approached him enthusiastically. His appearance and language skills were very friendly. If Chen Fang had not heard his stories in his previous life, he would not have been on guard.

In his opinion, players actually hope to have such an agent, and many rumors about him are somewhat stigmatizing.

In addition, he made the Southern faction hate him. Zhu Ba even declared that no Guangdong player could have him as an agent.

As for what the truth is, at least people at Chen Fang’s level don’t know.

But it didn't stop him from being vigilant.

Compared with Sui Ran, Chen Fang seems more relaxed towards Ding Yanyuhang. Tao Hanlin looks unfriendly and fierce, but he is actually a meticulous person. This is evident from the fact that he can stay in Shandong and become a flagship player.

When they learned that Chen Fang had just turned 16 this year and was only a high school student before, they almost dropped their jaws.

Sui Ran was indeed a very good person. Without knowing the head coach's arrangements, he patted his chest and made a promise that Hai Lan could come to the base at any time in the future and gave him his number.

His words reminded Chen Fang. He took off his jersey and asked everyone for autographs, saying that he had an uncle in his hometown who was a loyal fan of Shangao.

Then, a young man appeared in the stadium, shirtless, looking for autographs everywhere.

After finishing all this, Sui Ran invited him to do post-match rehabilitation, and Chen Fang did not refuse.

When we arrived at the place, we found Tao and Ding were there.

Clearly, this is a small group.

"Master Wang, please help my little brother first." Sui Ran started to curry favor as soon as he entered the door.

A middle-aged man came over. As soon as he started to work, I knew he was a professional. After Master Wang pressed for a while, he praised: "Great muscles and bones."

"Master Wang, today is unusual. You rarely praise people." Ding Yanyuhang said with a smile.

"This little brother has a good skeleton, his meridians are unobstructed, there is not a single knot in his body, and he is in great shape."

"Wow, that's amazing."

"By the way, are you from Shangao?" Sui Ran asked.

Chen Fang shook his head: "I'm still in the Sports Bureau's youth training team."

It’s better not to talk about contracts.

"What a pity! Our team is lacking a good defender." Sui Ran said.

"Isn't it you yourself?" Ding Yanyuhang laughed again.

"Me? I know exactly what I am. A defensive back."

"If you come, we have a show this year, right, Hanlin."

"Well, Chen Fang's pass is very comfortable." Tao Hanlin lay there, agreeing silently.

Listening to the three of them chatting, Chen Fang did not interrupt. Don't think that just because they are very enthusiastic towards you, you will forget the sense of boundaries.

The massage lasted for more than two hours, which made Chen Fang feel a little puzzled, but the cell phone did not ring, which at least meant that Zhang Shaohong had no intention of leaving.

Then they hung out with a bunch of people in the cafeteria. Sui Ran enthusiastically suggested that since Chen Fang was here today, they might as well go and relax together.

Chen Fang quickly refused and used Director Zhang as a shield to get the matter over with.

Fortunately, Enzo came and Chen Fang was relieved. It turned out that Jet wanted to fight Chen Fang in a duel, but didn't want others to know, so he secretly asked Enzo to invite him.

When I got to the practice field, I saw Jeter shooting.

There was almost no nonsense, and Chen Fang started the duel after warming up his lower body a little.

In the first game, Chen Fang took the free throw first and scored five goals directly without any breakthroughs. They were all pull-up shots after three threats.

In the second game, Jet also won 5-0. Compared with Chen Fang's offense, his one-on-one defense was several levels lower.

In the third game, Jet found a way to restrain Chen Fang. He had excellent vertical ability. After choosing to defend closely, he only considered blocking the shot. If Chen Fang chose to break through, he would interfere by chasing and defending.

Chen Fang scored the first three shots, but missed the fourth one. Jeter got the ball and killed Chen Fang five times in a row.

Chen Fang was very unhappy. He tried his best to defend in the fourth game, but Jeter had extremely rich offensive skills. He chose to break through more often and impose confrontation, which not only scored points but also consumed Chen Fang's physical strength.

In the fifth game, Chen Fang gave his all and pulled back the score to 5-0.

The sixth game was the match point. Jeter did not waste a single ball and won it cleanly with a score of 5-0.

The two players who lost the game were gasping for breath, but Enzo, who was recording the video, was screaming with excitement.

"This is an elite matchup, a level worthy of being put on the Black Room forum."

"What is the black room?" Chen Fang asked.

"It's a forum where only people with at least NBA experience have the authority to register and post," Jeter explained.

"Enzo is a trainer, he has the resources."

Chen Fang thought the fight was over, but he didn't expect Enzo had already uploaded the video to TV. Jet pulled Chen Fang and the three of them began to review the fight.

"Are you like this every time?" Chen Fang asked in surprise.

"Of course, we rely on this to make a living. This is our job." Enzo was serious.

"I understand." Chen Fang also became serious.

"For this ball, you hesitated and your steps were disordered, so I chose to break through on the left." Jet paused the screen and pointed out Chen Fang's problem.

"Indeed, you shifted my center of gravity." Chen Fang recalled the details of the ball.

"And this. Poole's characteristic is that he dribbles short, flat and fast. You can't cut off his dribbling. As soon as you stretch out your hand, he will pass you." Enzo fast-forwarded the scene and pointed to a goal in the fourth game and analyzed.

"Your defensive experience is not enough. If you want to improve, Poole is a good opponent." Enzo looked at Jeter.

The latter shrugged and spread his hands: "I am happy to do so. Fang is a genius. His offensive skills are worth learning."

“Our collision will elevate each other.”

"I will come often. Thank you, Poole, I appreciate it very much." Chen Fang stood up and extended his hand to shake.

Jeter also stood up and said, "It's my honor."

The two held hands and bumped their shoulders against each other's chests.

"Fang, you learn black etiquette very quickly, but your spoken English is still a little lacking, Chinese English, haha!" Enzo laughed beside him.

"Let's continue reviewing." Jeter clapped his hands and encouraged, "Brother, let's work harder, this is all money."

If someone sees this scene now, he will be particularly surprised, because he will wonder why a person who has just arrived at the club can immediately integrate into the circle of foreign players and foreign coaches.

In fact, it is very simple. Western thinking is to recognize strength. Otherwise, no matter how enthusiastically you are treated, it will be difficult to be recognized.

It was a pity that such a harmonious time was interrupted by a phone call. "Sorry, my boss is taking me back to the center." Chen Fang said.

"I look forward to your next visit. I will prepare new things for you." said Jet.

"I can do it, too." Chen Fang showed no sign of weakness.

Watching Chen Fang leave and walk out of the training ground, Jet said, "Fred, I didn't tell you the truth just now."

"Which one?"

"If this guy gains another 10 pounds and grows a few inches taller, I'm going to be in trouble."

"Haha, I hope I wasn't there at that time, otherwise I would have recorded it faithfully."

"But I have to tell you some sad news. Fang is only 16 years old and he is predicted to grow to 6.4 feet."

"Shit, I hope I won't be in Shandong by then. But I don't want to be a wanderer anymore."

"Brother, make money, it's our retirement money, think positively."

Chen Fang had already gotten in the car. Zhang Shaohong looked a little tipsy. When he saw Chen Fang, he patted him on the shoulder and said, "Good job. You made me proud today."

"Hehe." Chen Fang smiled apologetically.

"Come here for training at 135 in the afternoon, and a special car will pick you up."

"Ah!" Chen Fang was still figuring out how to communicate, but he didn't expect it had already worked.

"Coach Gong likes you very much. You also know that they are short of guards. What do you think?" Zhang Shaohong was a little drunk and spoke very bluntly.

"I still want to go to American High School." After playing six innings with Jeter today, Chen Fang was undoubtedly much more sober than the last hit of the day.

"You can go the club route, which is a smart choice."

"Whether you succeed or not, you will always return to China. By then, you still have to choose a club to continue your career."

"In my opinion, many of your thoughts are just wishful thinking."

Chen Fang listened quietly. He asked, "Boss, will the club contact me?"

"That's possible. As long as you are deeply tied to the club, you can set your conditions and resources will be allocated to you."

"As for American high school, I haven't experienced it either, but it's definitely more reliable than looking for it yourself."

"Boss, let me think about it. After all, it's still early."

"No problem, just think about it, no one will rush you."

The journey back was quick. Zhang Shaohong sent Chen Fang back to the dormitory. Just as he was about to open the door, he heard the door opposite ring. Lu Yun showed his face and asked, "Why are you back so late?"

"It's too high up in the mountains."

"Oh, that's worth listening to." He came out and pushed Chen Fang into the room.

"Why are you in such a hurry? Let me take a shower."

When he came out of the bathroom, Lu Yun was on his desk, flipping through his textbook out of boredom.

Chen Fang got on the bed and briefly told him about his experiences that afternoon.

"You've fought with Jeter for so long?" Lu Yun was still envious, "You've improved to this level now?"

"What progress? Later, Jet got the upper hand in a one-on-one duel." Chen Fang was very depressed.

At one point he felt that he was invincible, but he was defeated miserably in a one-on-one match. Especially when his problems were pointed out during the review, he was hit hard.

He was impressed by Jeter's accuracy, not being able to get the ball back once he got it, and being able to get it back from him.

"Be content. How old are you? What kind of experience do others have? Do you need me to use Baidu to search for you?" Lu Yun comforted.

"Let's not talk about it. Let me ask you something. Do you have any resources in the United States?"

"As for the woodpecker, yes, there is. As for the others, how is that possible? My English is so bad." Lu Yun chuckled, looking a little obscene.

Makes sense.

But Chen Fang was not giving up. He continued to ask, "How do you get to the American High School?"

"Just go like this, apply for a student visa, I think it's an F1 visa, I have a cousin who went there a few years ago."

“How do I apply?”

"Find the private high school you want to go to, submit your application materials, and if you're accepted, take it to the embassy to apply for a visa. I think that's how it is. I haven't been there either."

"So simple?"

"Is it easy? Big brother, the tuition fees for the worst private schools are very expensive. A year of food, accommodation and tuition fees will definitely cost one hundred thousand US dollars."

“Can’t I apply for a scholarship?”

"Then you can apply, maybe it's a way." Lu Yun asked casually: "If you succeed, what about Wu Zi?"

Chen Fang was stunned. He had never thought about this aspect. He was completely dumbfounded when asked by Lu Yun.

"Oh." Lu Yun yawned and stretched.

"Take your time to think about it. I'm going back to my room to sleep."

With the door closed, Chen Fang lay on the bed alone and turned on the desk lamp. Under the warm light, Chen Fang took out his cell phone and sent a message to Wu Zi.

"Sleep?"

The reply was almost immediate: “Not yet.”

Chen Fang dialed the number directly and the call went through on the first ring.

"What's the matter, classmate Xiao Fangfang? Do you miss me?"

"I do. You're so pretty."

"That is."

Then the two of them chatted on the phone for a long time. During the conversation, Chen Fang asked tentatively: "Shishi, if I want to go to the United States to play basketball, what will you do?"

There was a sudden silence on the other end of the phone.

The wait was so painful that Chen Fang regretted asking this question.

"Are you going?"

"Maybe in the near future." Chen Fang said vaguely.

"Then will you come back?" Wu Zi asked softly.

"Maybe, if it succeeds, we won't be able to come back in the short term." Chen Fang hesitated for a while, but still told the truth.

"Then can I go?"

"Yes." Chen Fang slapped his forehead hard, thinking that he was too stupid.

"Then let's go together."

"Okay!" Chen Fang was very happy, and at the same time, a strong feeling of warmth enveloped him.

Being willing to be together through life and death, this feeling is so wonderful.

"Then let's work together."

"Well, let's work together."

This sentence has become the ending remark after every call.

"It's almost the weekend. I'll be back on Friday night."

"Well, I learned a dish. It might not taste good, but you are not allowed to laugh."

Wu Zi's fierce face suddenly appeared in his mind. Chen Fang smiled and promised: "I will never laugh unless I can't help it."

"Hmph, then I won't do it."

"Do it. You must do it. I just want to eat the food you cook."

The two chattered for a long time until they looked up and found that it was almost 12 o'clock. Chen Fang was so shocked that he hurriedly said, "No, we have to get up early tomorrow."

"Then go to sleep, good night." Wu Zi was a little depressed. Even though Chen Fang was on the other end of the phone, he could feel that sense of attachment.

"Good night."

He put down the phone and let out a long sigh.

When there are more pursuits, life becomes colorful, and we begin to look forward to every tomorrow.

(End of this chapter)