Chapter 7
After bidding farewell to everyone, Wang Mian returned to his rented house in Capital City. He applied for a visa, booked a plane ticket, and made preparations for his trip to America.
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The next day, Meina and Little Seven sat on the bed and watched the recording of yesterday's match.
Even though he had seen it on the spot yesterday, he still felt his scalp tingle when he saw the video.
It was hard to imagine that there was someone in China who could slam dunk with such power and beauty.
Moreover, the height of his jump was as if he had grown wings and was flying.
"Xiao Qi, I've decided to put this video on the Internet and let more people know about Wang Mian!”
Meina made a decision. She would edit yesterday's highlights and post them on Weibo.
He wanted all the basketball fans in the country to know that there was another basketball genius in the country and that he had a good chance of becoming the next player to enter the NBA.
Little Seven nodded and agreed to Meina's suggestion.
Looking at Wang Mian's domineering slam dunk on the screen and thinking about how she had chatted with him until midnight last night, her face felt a little hot.
In the past few days, Wang Mian had not been idle. He had been watching various training videos on the Internet at home.
Although he had Hulk's physical talent, his strength, speed, and explosive power had reached the limits of the human body.
However, basketball was still a sport full of skill, and Wang Mian was still lacking in this aspect.
Although he could easily play with his body, Wang Mian still had to enrich his offensive methods.
Just like O'Neal, although he usually wreaked havoc on the basket in the paint, his basic basketball skills were excellent.
Wang Mian had been sweating profusely on the court for the past few days. His tireless body barely needed rest.
In just a few days, his basic basketball skills had improved greatly.
However, there was still a huge gap between him and the top tier, but at least he didn't look like a newbie.
On this day, Wang Mian, who had woken up at 7 am, was practicing dribbling with a basketball in his neighborhood. After dribbling for 20 laps, he suddenly received a call from Meina.
"Wang Mian, you're on fire. Your video has exceeded ten million views on Weibo, and there are tens of thousands of reposts and comments!”
Mana's soft voice came from the phone, her tone filled with excitement.
"What video of me?" Wang Mian was a little curious. Why didn't I know?"
He quickly hung up the phone and clicked on the link Meina sent.
Meina, who had been hung up, could only curse in her heart,""What a blockhead."
The link was a highlight reel of his match from a few days ago. In the video, Wang Mian grabbed all kinds of hats, threw away the big hats in the volleyball style, dunked with both hands, and knocked with one hand. He was omnipotent and domineering in the paint.
The comments below the video were even more explosive!
"Awesome, what kind of physical fitness is this? He's simply a beast!"
"WOK, there's actually such a talent in our country? The national team isn't recruiting quickly?"
"This slam dunk directly shattered the rebound. I always thought that shattering the rebound would only happen in NBA games!”
"These muscles are so sexy. I can't stand watching the video. I really want to touch them ~"
"Did you see the introduction at the end of the video? This person was very likely to enter the NBA this year. Was there going to be another NBA star in our country?!”
"Poor Iron Bull and Worriless. This is the first time I've seen them as background characters. This guy's name is Wang Mian, right? I think his physical fitness is the best in Asia!”
"I'm a fan now. I'm a fan now.”
"Before you became his fan, I was already his fan!!”
Wang Mian casually flipped through the comments below the video. The various bragging in it made him very happy.
Of course, there were also many people who deliberately disagreed in the comments.
"He's just a big idiot with physical fitness. Look at his basic basketball skills.”
"Enter the NBA? No team would choose such a poor center. The NBA had entered the era of small ball, and such a big center could not survive.”
"It's the media's hype again. What can you tell from a highlight reel?!”
Wang Mian could not be bothered to pay attention to these deliberate anti-fans.
After he landed in the NBA, he would use his strength to conquer the fans. Without having to do it himself, the fans would be able to smash the faces of these haters!
Time passed in this peaceful life.
Tomorrow was the day he would leave for America.
Wang Mian was still a little puzzled. How should he use the joint trial invitation that the system had rewarded him with?
Could it be that he was going to head directly to Chicago?
At this moment, he received a phone call. The person on the other end was speaking English. Fortunately, Wang Mian's English was very good, so there was no problem communicating.
"Hello, I'm Dan Fegan, an NBA agent. I saw your video on the Internet and I hope to sign you.”
"If you choose me to be your agent, I can let you participate in this year's joint training conference in Chicago. I'm confident that you will be selected.”
The person who called himself Dan Fegan went straight to the point. As a well-known agent, he could see the potential Wang Mian had at a glance and took the initiative to look for him.
This should be the form of the system's reward.
Wang Mian was very familiar with Dan Fegan. He used to be Yi Di's agent and had a lot of connections in the NBA.
Choosing him as an agent should be a good choice. After all, he was going to the United States alone and still needed some help to deal with trivial matters outside the stadium.
"Let's get straight to the point.”
Wang Mian went straight to the point and asked the question that both parties were most concerned about.
Dan Fegan was relieved to see that he was willing to sign the contract. He smiled and replied,""The price for rookies is the same, 5%.”
Wang Mian laughed out loud. This laughter made Dan Fegan a little nervous on the phone.
Then, Wang Mian arrogantly made a bid,""I'll sign you for a 2% rate!”
“WHAT？！”
On the other end of the phone, Dan Fegan's eyes widened. He had never expected the other party to lower the price so much.
After all, 2% was a price that many superstars could get. He subconsciously wanted to reject it.
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