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Zhao Hang wasn't some ignorant kid. He had already transmigrated once.

Zhao Hang did this to make a promise to his past self and his current girlfriend.

"No!"

Ya Ya hammered Zhao Hang, who was spouting nonsense and giving bad ideas.

"First of all, you might not be able to play in the NBA. Your career is not successful, and you can't afford to support me. Then, I can make money in the country. This way, we can have a way out.”

Ya Ya did not accept Zhao Hang's stupid idea, but she rationally analyzed the best plan at the moment.

Ya Ya had considered the future of both sides as much as Zhao Hang had.

Although Zhao Hang was not a superstar, he did not need Yaya to raise him, but he still smiled when he heard this.。

"Um, how about this? If I sign the contract, you can come to America. I don't want you to film anymore." Zhao Hang said.

"Alright, if you get the insurance contract, I'll go over.”

Ya Ya was also willing to live an ordinary life.

"There's definitely no problem with the contract. It just depends on the size. I don't want anything less than 5 million dollars a year. If you're worried about me, we can get married first and sign an agreement.”

"Zhao Hang, five million a year? Why don't you say that it's not enough to support the family? Also, you're not old enough to get married, so don't lie to me.”

Ya Ya obviously didn't know that there was indeed a madman in the NBA who said that he would earn tens of millions of dollars to feed his family…It was just a coincidence, so Zhao Hang did not dwell on it.

"Haha, how could I lie to you? Sigh, it seems like you've studied marriage. I didn't even know that I wasn't old enough.”

"No, this is common sense. Anyway, in the future, all your money will be with me. If you dare to dump me, I'll make you leave with nothing.”

"No, no, I've already been eaten by you. If I don't leave this planet, I won't be able to leave your demonic claws.”

"You're talking nonsense again."

….

"Zhao Hang, stop hugging. This is a public place. Pay attention to your movements.”

"Alright, come back tonight."

“…..”

Both of them had learned how to avoid the paparazzi and other electives, so they had a tacit understanding and were very professional.

……….

Her career had never been her priority.

If she and Zhao Hang really wanted to walk to the end in the future…

As long as Zhao Hang was successful, she could be a full-time housewife.

Zhao Hang spent almost an hour to coax Yaya and get her to support him.

In any case, he could not give up on such a beautiful woman.

Although Ya Ya had set many rules for him.

Things like not being allowed to go to nightclubs, not being allowed to hook up with female reporters, and so on.

However, Zhao Hang did not mind.

Most of the men's oaths were to leave it at that. If she could rest assured, she would agree to it firmly.

At night.

Zhao Hang invited a group of classmates and friends for supper. This was considered a farewell party.

They drank, bragged, and chatted.

"Zhao Hang, I didn't expect you to go to the NBA.”

"Don't forget us when the time comes."

"I won't."

"When you meet Kobe, James, and Paul, get them autographs.”

"Alright, I'll send it back to you when I encounter it.”

"Which team are you going to this time?"

"Clippers?"

"That's a lousy team.”

"F * ck your sister. I'll be a strong team if I go over.”

….

That night, Zhao Hang drank a lot with his friends.

Some of the girls who usually interacted with Zhao Hang came over to see him off.

This time, Zhao Hang applied for a long leave, so the class did not hold a farewell ceremony.

It was similar to the other people in the class who went to film a drama with the production team. Everyone was used to it.

He was just greeting a group of friends.

After supper.

Zhao Hang and Ya Ya went straight back to their rented house outside the school.

The two of them had been lingering for almost the entire night.

Ya Ya desperately wanted to drain Zhao Hang of all his energy.

In the morning, the two of them struggled to get up.

Ya Ya almost cried as she sent Zhao Hang to the airport entrance…

At the entrance, Zhao Hang used his hand to wipe the tears from the corner of Yaya's eyes.

After comforting her, he left resolutely.

Gentle home, hero's tomb.

Get the contract done as soon as possible and bring Yaya over.

The moment he stepped on the plane to Los Angeles.

Zhao Hang knew that he had no way out.

He had to become a star in the NBA!!!

…………….

Zhao Hang's 10-day contract was with the Los Angeles Clippers.

NBA teams didn't provide accommodation for their players, only meals.

Therefore, when Zhao Hang arrived in Los Angeles, the first thing he did was to find a hotel to stay in.

Zhao Hang's family was not rich, so he had to spend his money sparingly.

Los Angeles was located in the southwestern part of California. It was the second largest city in the United States and the largest city in the western part of the United States. It was often called the " City of Angels."

Los Angeles 'regional gross domestic product was 753.1 billion US dollars. It was one of the important industrial and commercial, international trade, science, education, entertainment, and sports centers in the United States. It was also one of the main bases for the United States 'biochemical, marine, aerospace, and electronics industries.

Los Angeles also had many world-renowned higher education institutions, such as the California Institute of Technology, UCLA, the University of Southern California, Pepperdine University, and so on.

After arriving in Los Angeles, Zhao Hang did not wander around. Instead, he sat down and prepared to enter the team.

Before he signed a guarantee contract, Zhao Hang's expenses were a huge burden to him. His salary for a short ten-day contract was only 40,000 USD. It was enough to support his life, but he could not spend it recklessly.

On the fifth day of his transmigration.

Zhao Hang finally settled everything, and it was time for him to report to the Clippers.

In the past few days, news about Zhao Hang had never stopped in the domestic basketball world.

All of Zhao Hang's background was dug out.

After all, he was an athlete who had a ten-day contract with the NBA.

In this year when the domestic basketball talent was declining, Zhao Hang's actions were eye-catching.

Of course, there were many keyboard warriors who mocked Zhao Hang for overestimating himself and trying to enter the NBA.

After all, there were so many professional players in the country who couldn't gain a foothold. He was just a student from the National Drama Academy who wanted to play in the NBA. What was the big deal? There were thousands of sports schools, and all of them were professional teams.

The only information that Zhao Hang had left in China was the video of the class match.

Of course, many people who doubted the authenticity of the news about Zhao Hang getting the short contract did not say anything after watching the video.

Because Zhao Hang was too arrogant.

The 66 points were broken because Zhao Hang didn't attack much in the fourth quarter. Otherwise, he would have broken 100 points in three quarters.

The things that Zhao Hang had displayed, whether it was dribbling, shooting, or his body, had already far surpassed his peers.

The domestic fans couldn't see the difference between Zhao Hang and an NBA level guard, but they could see the difference between a CBA guard and Zhao Hang.

Zhao Hang's solid fundamentals, precise shooting, explosive physical fitness, violent dunks, and top-notch basketball vision!!

He was born to play like a superstar, a true yellow-skinned super defender.

Zhao Hang went to report on the morning of the Clippers 'game against the Warriors.

Time was too tight. Zhao Hang didn't even have time to familiarize himself with his teammates.

He entered the head coach's office of the Clippers 'management.

"Zhao, welcome to the Los Angeles Clippers. I'm the head coach of the Clippers, Degro. I hope we'll have a pleasant cooperation in the next 10 days.”

When the head coach saw Zhao Hang, he immediately smiled and welcomed him.

"Yes, Mr. Coach, hello."

Zhao Hang's English was not bad, which was one of the reasons why he came to the United States alone. There was no need for translation.

After the two exchanged a few pleasantries, the manager did not waste any time.

He handed Zhao Hang a stack of information about the Clippers and their opponents for the night.

For the Clippers, Zhao Hang was a firefighter.

This book is provided by FunNovel Novel Book | Fan Fiction Novel [Beautiful Free Novel Book]

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