Basketball trainer, I created a super giant

Chapter 447 Kevin Has a Little Dream

Tang Sen then continued the conversation by focusing on making it to the NBA and earning money.

Durant said a lot of things in a rambling way.

When Durant talked about his mother working four jobs and how her hands trembled when she paid for things, his eyes started to well up with tears.

She also mentioned that her mother sold her blood, her face was frighteningly pale, and she took out a hamburger from her pocket and smiled as she made herself eat it.

As he was speaking, Durant suddenly looked up and said seriously, "Sir, I will definitely train hard and make it into the NBA. I want to earn a lot of money so that my mother can live in a house with a garden."

He clenched his fists, his gaze as firm as a rock.

Tang Sen quietly observed him.

Born into poverty, having experienced the hardships of life and witnessed the sacrifices of his relatives, he worked hard to play ball and earn money.

This is a great source of motivation.

But that's not enough; it's not enough to support him going any further.

Jordan, for example, may not have come from a family as badly off as Durant, but it wasn't much better off either.

If he was in it for the money, he would have been a millionaire by the time he entered the NBA.

The force that propelled him forward, helping him overcome one opponent after another, until he became the god of basketball, Tang Sen believes was primarily his love for basketball.

When you're on the court, with the ball in your hands, nothing else matters. There's only one thing left: to win against your opponent with the ball and enjoy the process.

Of course, that's what Tang Sen thought.

As for whether Jordan thought that way, Tang Sen didn't know; he could ask Jordan later.

Therefore, Tang Sen hopes that Durant can have this motivation, and not just to make a lot of money and give his family a good life.

This goal is easy to achieve.

After achieving that goal, you still need even stronger motivation to keep moving forward.

After some thought, Tang Sen decided to do a few things before training began.

"Kevin, do you like New York?" Tangsen asked in return.

Durant paused for a moment, then nodded.

Who wouldn't like a world-class metropolis?

He still fondly remembers the dazzling nightlife of Manhattan.

"Come with me."

Tang Sen called out.

Durant, unaware of what was going on, quickly followed.

Once inside Tangsen's Ferrari, Durant found the car too small. He sat crampedly in the passenger seat, hugging his knees, and turned to ask Tangsen where they were going.

Tang Sen didn't explain, started the car and drove off.

Before long, they arrived at a real estate agency in Manhattan.

They rented their own training facility through them.

The person in charge warmly received Tang Sen and inquired about the purpose of his visit.

Tang Sen pointed at Durant and said, "My student wants to buy a villa with a garden. Can you recommend one to him?"

"what!"

Durant exclaimed in surprise and quickly shook his head and waved his hands.

He thought it was crazy.

One second he was saying he wanted to buy his mother a house with a garden, and the next second Tang Sen was taking him to buy a villa.

Tang Sen turned his head and asked, "What's wrong? Isn't this what you wanted?"

Durant paused, glanced nervously at the well-dressed manager in front of him, his heart pounding, and leaned closer, whispering in a voice barely above a whisper, "Sir, but I don't have any money."

Before coming to New York, he heard his parents discussing whether or not to move, and his father said that rent in New York was too expensive.

And now, he himself has come to buy a villa.

“Kevin, money is not a problem.” Tang Sen waved to the supervisor, signaling him to begin.

The manager didn't care about any of that and immediately asked Durant what his requirements were.

Durant was flustered and didn't know how to answer.

The supervisor went out and called someone, who brought back a stack of brochures and spread them out in front of Durant.

A huge garden, a luxurious swimming pool, an indoor basketball court, and a massive gym. Durant was so engrossed in looking at it that his mouth went dry, only noticing the string of zeros in the price column.

It often costs millions of US dollars.

The supervisor spent almost an hour introducing nine villas that he thought were suitable.

"Is there anything you like?" Tang Sen asked.

Durant snapped out of his daze and quickly shook his head.

After shaking his head, he hurriedly added, "It's not that I don't like it, everything is great, but..."

He pursed his lips, still finding everything before him utterly insane.

Without saying much, Tang Sen pointed to a villa on Long Island, indicating that they should go and take a look.

The supervisor quickly got up to make arrangements.

An hour later, Tang Sen was already standing in the 470 million yuan villa with Durant.

Surrounded by green trees, it was tranquil.

It has a huge garden and a modern decorating style.

"Do you like it?" Tang Sen asked.

Durant's gaze was fixed on the scene, feeling as if he were dreaming, and he couldn't help but imagine his mother living there.

“Sir, I have no money.” Durant quickly returned to reality.

Tang Sen said, "Who said there isn't?"

Tang Sen certainly wouldn't pay out of his own pocket to buy Durant a villa.

But he can do it himself.

Since I've been chosen by myself, I'll treat myself like a star player.

He wanted his mother to live in a big house with a garden, to fulfill his wish.

Tangsen hopes that Durant will understand before he starts training with him that money is not the most important thing for him.

With his talent, he could easily become a top star.

He shouldn't let these things bother him. When he starts training, he only needs to think about one thing: how much he truly loves basketball.

After a moment's thought, Tang Sen asked, "Kevin, do you prefer Nike, Adidas, or Reebok?"

Durant's heart was pounding in his throat. He gritted his teeth and said Adidas's name.

His idol is Tracy McGrady, who is signed with Adidas.

Tang Sen nodded, searched for phone numbers, dialed a number, and immediately asked, "Mr. Levani, do you want to sign Kevin Durant?"

On the other end of the phone, breathing suddenly became rapid.

Tang Sen glanced at Durant and then said, "Kevin has a small dream, can you help him realize it?"

The other party replied without hesitation, "Of course, no problem."

Don't even mention a small dream; ten small dreams can also come true.

He asked Tang Sen urgently where he was now.

Tang Sen told him to contact him later before hanging up. He then said to Durant, "Look at Kevin, this isn't difficult."

Durant's heart was still pounding, his mind was completely blank, and he had no ability to think.

Tang Sen said, "Kevin, although you are only 17 years old now, you can mature."

“Your mother has taken care of you for a long time. You can repay her love for you like a grown man.”

"Most importantly, you can have this ability."

"So don't overthink it. If you want to give your mother a big house, then don't hesitate, just do it."

I want to buy a house for my mother.

Want a luxury car? Buy it.

Even if you want a woman, sleep with her.

Tang Sen thought about it.

Let Durant bury himself in hard training, shoulder all kinds of responsibilities, then enter the league, make a lot of money, fulfill all his wishes, and then go to find new goals.

It would be better to fulfill all your desires now and then slowly look for your goals.

(End of this chapter)