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The next day, after getting off the plane and sitting on the bus back to school, Zhou Yi knew he had become a sensation.

The Wildcats' matchup against Blake Griffin, the 09 number one draft pick, was broadcast nationwide, reaching 9800 million households across the United States on ESPN's sports channel.

Especially when A. Smith fulfilled his bet with Magic Johnson and sat in the ESPN studio wearing Zhou Yi's Wildcats number eight jersey, Zhou Yi's name became even more well-known throughout the United States.

Countless American families have seen the I Ching either during broadcasts of games or in NCAA highlights.

The video of him dunking over the Griffin brothers was also uploaded to social media, where it received a lot of reposts and comments.

More and more fans are calling this Chinese player a "wonder boy".

"This prodigy is a monster; he actually defeated the Griffin brothers head-on."

"Wow, if he joins the NBA, I'll love the team he plays for."

"The Chinese must have researched biological weapons or manipulated the game, otherwise they couldn't have been this good this week."

Zhou Yi chose to report this comment, which shows that some low-level netizens in the United States are indeed quite unintelligent.

Below Zhouyi's verified social media profile, numerous follow notifications and private messages are flashing red dots.

"Zhou, I'm a fan of yours. Will you participate in the 09 NBA draft?"

"Dear Zhou, may I sign this here?"

In the private messages on the screen, a female fan was showing off her talent, which was practically overflowing from the screen.

After forwarding the image to the library, Zhou Yi chose to turn off his phone.

The Americans' sugar-coated bullets are too frightening; capitalism is corrupting them.

The team bus swayed and rattled as it drove into the school, where a group of fans wearing Davidson Wildcats jerseys awaited their triumphant heroes.

Outside the window, some fans were holding up signs cheering for the Wildcats, while others were waving Wildcats team flags.

When the Wildcats' teammates saw this, they waved to the fans waiting outside through the car windows.

"Shit, Zhou, why are all the female fans wearing your jersey?"

Lovedale pointed out the window, looking at Zhou Yi with envy. He saw a group of vibrant young female fans all wearing Zhou Yi's number eight jersey.

Meanwhile, Curry looked resentful, even though he had already started dating Ayesha, a loyal user of Little Red Book.

But who wouldn't envy someone with a large female fanbase? You can play basketball on the court, and you can also play with female fans off the court.

Zhou Yi glared at the two of them, annoyed. They were far too confident in their appearance.

Lovedale's aged face made him look like a forty-year-old African American man living a miserable life, while Curry's youthful appearance made him look like a child who hadn't yet developed his middle school years.

The two standing together perfectly embody six words: one old and one young, one fat and one thin, one tall and one short.

The bus came to a stop, and everyone got off. The fans immediately swarmed around them.

Two months ago, these fans were unhappy about Zhou Yi's starting appearance at the Wildcats' arena, but now they have become his most loyal fans.

"Hey Zhou, you're our hero! That dunk over Griffin was so cool!"

"Zhou, can I be your girlfriend? Here's my phone number, call me tonight."

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After signing dozens of autographs, Zhou Yi finally managed to squeeze out from the enthusiastic fans.

After handing the plus-size girl's phone number to Lovedale, Zhou Yi declined several female fans who wanted to play basketball with him and went to the arena alone.

As a senior with no NBA prospects, Lovedale now spends his time working on his thesis and graduation, while Curry goes on a date with Ayesha.

The other Wildcats players all chose to return to their dormitories to rest after their tiring journey, leaving only Zhou Yi training in the arena.

Since starting three-point training with Curry, Zhou Yi's spot-up three-point shooting has been gradually improving.

Although he can't carry the production load on the court for the time being, he can still try to shoot when he has an open shot.

Zhou Yi felt the changes in his palm while shooting the basketball.

After the game against the Oklahoma City Speedsters, Zhou Yi's system exchange points successfully broke through the 200 mark, and he successfully exchanged for the Leonard Hand talent that he had selected earlier.

Kawhi Leonard, as a future NBA superstar, possesses a significant advantage on both offense and defense thanks to his iconic large hands.

Those giant hands, measuring 24.7cm in length and 28.6cm in width, represent a historically significant hand talent.

The natural talent of the hands is something many fans overlook, but it is precisely one of the keys to physical talent.

Large hands can increase the ball control area, providing better ball control stability during high-speed changes of direction and sudden stops on the offensive end.

On the defensive end, the large hands also significantly help with steals, blocks, and shot-blocking.

To catch the ball stylishly with one hand, you need big hands, and Kobe Bryant, who is currently playing in his fourteenth season with the Lakers, has a lot to say about this.

After successfully redeeming the Leonard's Hand talent, the system also gave a prompt that it would take 3 months to fully redeem the talent. During this period, Zhou Yi would need to gradually adapt to the ever-growing hand.

The basketball traces beautiful arcs across the court, and the swishing sound it makes as it passes through the net is one of the most beautiful sounds in the world.

Zhou Yi resumed his daily practice, persisting even after a grueling journey.

He knew that the most important thing to become a top performer in an industry was to be able to endure loneliness.

Talent is a good start, but realizing that talent requires unwavering patience.

Even someone as strong as Lu Dan possesses historically great talent, but the effort he puts in is also historically great.

Outside the stadium, the sky gradually darkened. Zhou Yi, panting heavily, completed one three-pointer after another, his jersey completely soaked with sweat.

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The sound of shoes hitting the floor was particularly clear and jarring in the empty stadium.

"Zhou, you're still training so late."

When the voice of veteran coach McGillop rang out, Zhou Yi turned around and saw McGillop, dressed in training clothes, walking to the sidelines.

"I want to practice my three-point shot more, which will be of greater help to the team."

McGillop nodded to signal them to continue, and said nothing more, simply standing silently on the sidelines watching Zhou Yi train.

498! 499! 500!

Zhou Yi silently counted in his mind: five hundred three-pointers practiced, a routine he never missed except on game days.

After catching his breath while supporting his knees, Zhou Yi began to prepare to pack up the equipment. Although there would be dedicated staff to pack it up, Zhou Yi didn't like to trouble others.

"Zhou, let's talk."

Looking at the young man who had finished training, McGillop spoke, then sat down on the sidelines.

"coach."

"Zhou, what is your dream?"

Zhou Yi was surprised by McGillop's question. This veteran coach, who had been coaching at Davidson College for 19 years, was serious and did not mingle with the players like some young head coaches.

He was strict, and would even call Curry aside to criticize him if he made a mistake during training.

He was rigid and, in addition to team training, he would also require team members to study hard and examine their academic performance.

This was the first time McGill had asked him this question. Zhou Yi looked at the old coach's full head of white hair. This season was the old man's twentieth season coaching the Wildcats.

I want to make it to the NBA!

To become a great player.

Zhou Yi's voice wasn't loud, but every word was resolute and carried an unquestionable firmness, gently echoing in the empty and quiet stadium.

McGillop nodded. Zhou Yi's first sentence was exactly what he expected. After all, given the talent this kid had shown, the NBA was indeed the place he should be in.

But the child's next sentence surprised him.

He looked at the boy in front of him, his deep eyes revealing a hint of longing and obsession.

In an instant, he felt as if he had returned to two months ago and yesterday, when this young man stood in front of LaMarcus Aldridge, the new hope of white centers, and in front of Blake Griffin, the potential number one draft pick.

His eyes were like that too, full of fighting spirit and a desire for victory.

Perhaps he should do something for this child who so desperately craved victory and greatness, McGillop thought to himself.

"Okay, Zhou, starting tomorrow I will create some team tactics specifically for you."