After Tang Fei's test, he realized that there was nothing else to do. The trainer had left long ago and continued to take other players for the test. Instead, he left him alone and ignored him, which made him a little dumbfounded.
F * ck, do you want me or not?
His heart was filled with anticipation and panic.
Suddenly, he chose to carry a ball and silently practiced his control of the ball on the sidelines. There was no other way. There was no basket for him to practice on. Only in this way could he calm down and not be nervous.
What he didn't know was that his actions had earned him a lot of admiration from Coach Porto, who was standing behind him. He kept nodding his head.
Soon, after dinner, there were fewer and fewer players left in the arena. In the end, there were only twelve players. At this time, the members of the coaching team were informed to report to the general manager's office one by one, led by Porto.
All the players realized something and were secretly excited. When they walked to the office and saw the contracts prepared on the table, someone could not help but shout excitedly.
Tang Fei was also excited, but he still managed to keep his cool. He finished reading his contract and found that there were no hidden traps in the terms. He signed his name without saying anything.
He was not even a professional footballer now, so he had no room for bargaining. He could not afford to hire a lawyer or agent to help him deal with it.
Thirteen thousand dollars was the lowest annual salary in the NBA because he had no professional experience.
"Congratulations, you have taken the most important step in your long journey. You have successfully signed with the Westchester Knicks and become a part of the NBA League. You have finally stepped into the professional arena and obtained the right to draw.”
" Lottery starting…"
"Congratulations on drawing a Stealing Skill Card.”
The moment he signed the contract, a dialog box popped up in front of him. Before he could react, the lottery draw was automatically completed.
F * ck!
You're taking away my right to draw the lottery…
Tang Fei was very excited when he saw that he had obtained a lucky draw system. He really wanted to know more about it and see what good things there were. Who knew that in the next second, it would actually turn black? It made him unable to stop. He wished he could pull out this growth template system and whip its corpse.
However, when he saw the function of the Stealing Skill Card, he wanted to kiss it.
[Steal Skill Card: A one-time consumable item. It can be used on any target of the same level or higher. It steals a certain ability of the target for its own use. After success, the target's ability will not disappear.]
Good stuff. He was just worrying about his mediocre attributes and lack of skills, but he directly gave him a pillow when he dozed off. It was simply a great gift!
Although all his current attributes were infinitely close to the level of an E-class NBA water dispenser, even if they exceeded this level, it would be difficult for the team to take a fancy to him. Even if they were chosen, they would still face the risk of being fired at any time after signing the contract. Unless you had the strength of a superstar, they would be able to catch you and sign a contract for three to four years without worrying about losing your job.
Otherwise, with only one skill, even if it was a single function, it was easy to get a contract. Even though most of the contracts were only basic salary guarantees, at least they did not have to worry about being laid off at any time.
What Tang Fei lacked right now was a skill. His attributes were too mediocre for a professional, and there was nothing special about them.
With this Skill Card, everything was no longer a problem.
When everyone had signed the contract, Houston stood up calmly and announced in a deep voice as he looked at the players who had signed their names and could not suppress their joy.
"Congratulations on becoming a part of the Westchester Knicks. If you don't have a better place to go before October 1st, you must report.”
After leaving the office and walking out of the center of the stadium, Tang Fei looked at the brightly lit street at night. He was walking in front when someone suddenly patted his shoulder. He looked back and saw a black man with white skin and slightly curly short hair.
He was shorter than Tang Fei by a line, and his face was filled with a happy smile. His eyes were very friendly.
"Buddy, from now on, we're on the same side. Are you Chinese?”
"Yes!" Tang Fei nodded.
"Amazing, you actually managed to stay.”
This guy's tone was full of surprise. He did not know if it was because Tang Fei was Chinese or for some other reason, but in his opinion, it was already very impressive for him to be able to stay.
This was probably the reason why Chinese players rarely appeared in the NBA.
Tang Fei was neither angry nor excited. He replied calmly,""You are also very impressive."
"Me?"
Feeling as if he had hit a sore spot, the person's face darkened." I didn't get selected for this year's talent show, so I could only run around looking for opportunities. Sigh, that day was really my disaster day!”
Not selected as a rookie?
Tang Fei finally looked at him and sized him up. He found him familiar, but he could not remember his name. He could only ask,""What's your name?"
"Let me introduce myself. I'm Taylor Johnson, a graduate of Forresno State University. I'm a rookie this year.”
Upon hearing Tang Fei's question, Taylor extended his right hand and introduced himself. As he shook Tang Fei's hand, he said self-mockingly,""Unfortunately, he was not selected."
Taylor John?
So it was you!
Taylor was also a character like Bai Bian. They were both starting from a low-salary player. A few years later, they made a comeback and got a top-salary contract. They also signed with the Miami Heat. They both had a certain level of motivation.
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