"Hey, Fei 'er!"
"Listen to me. You have to buy me a drink. I'll get a good player for you!”
"Maybe a cheap second-round show is enough!”
...
Late at night.
In a room in a five-star hotel.
After John came back anxiously, he quickly made a call.
Those who didn't know better might have thought that she was a blonde beauty.
But in fact, this was the legendary coach of the Laker team, Faye. Jackson!
"John, trust me."
"If you don't give a satisfactory answer, I'll definitely kick your butt!”
...
"Oh! Are you doubting my judgment?"
"Do you think I'm Mike?”
"Forget it, forget it. Good night…I suddenly lost interest…"
Hearing Fei 'er. Jackson's attitude and tone made John lose his temper!
He pretended to hang up.
"Alright, stop fooling around…"
"Which player caught your eye and made you call me late at night?”
"If I remember correctly, you went to commentate Durant's game today. Could it be that you have your eyes on Durant? You know, he won't fall out of the top two."
...
Fei 'er. Jackson asked curiously.
But before he could finish, he was interrupted by John.
"No, not Durant!"
"I read the information. It seems to be a Chinese…Yes, his name was Fan. Chen?"
"People from China? Is it the one from the NBA League?" Fei 'er. Jackson asked.
The names of people from China were too difficult to remember. He basically could not figure them out.
The only thing that left an impression on him was a Chinese player who also played in an amateur league in a beautiful country.
His nickname was the Great Sage Sun!
"No, no, no, it's not that either!"
"Can you hear me out?!"
" His name is Chen Fan, the point guard of the Longhorns at the University of Texas. He is 203cm tall and has a wingspan of 226 cm…Uh, I don't know about the other information…"
John felt a little awkward as he held the few sentences of information in his hands.
After all, Chen Fan was just a player who had played one game.
Other than the basic physical information, the official information was blank.
"Alright, what do you see in him?”
Fei 'er. Jackson asked.
If this wasn't John's call, he would have hung up long ago!
Are you kidding me?
"Believe me, he must be the pearl in the trash!”John Xun threw the information aside and said firmly," Top vision, big picture vision, top passing skills, plus top business. He's the next me!”
After John finished speaking, the phone went silent.
Fei 'er. Jackson began to think about the weight of these words! He even took a closer look at the number on his phone. He seriously suspected that John was having fun outside.
"I understand."
"I'll send a scout to take a look.”
"I've checked the information. After all, the quality of the opponents in today's match is not high…"
After a while, Fei 'er…Jackson said calmly.
John didn't say anything else and hung up.
These words were enough to prove its importance. Which coach with a hole in his brain would say directly in such a situation," Oh! He was too awesome. Even if Kobe didn't want him, he still wanted him…
Sigh, Fei 'er was still so calm, as if the game he coached would never be called a pause…
John complained in his heart, but then he cursed,""F * ck, I'm using my phone to check information.”
At the same time.
San Antonio, the Spurs.
A scouting report was placed on the table of another legendary manager.
Popovich swirled his glass of red wine as he looked carefully.
However, the more he read, the wine glass in his hand stopped shaking.
After reading it,
He swiftly took out the videotape inside, and an unfathomable expression appeared on his face.
Not to mention anything else, he was very satisfied with this arm span!
If he played as a small forward, he would be a good seedling…But developing his potential was not bad…
...
The next morning.
University of Texas.
Longhorn Bulls, training center.
In the empty arena, Chen Fan was training as usual.
Since he had just finished the game last night, he did not want to force his body so hard.
In order to prevent physical fatigue, today's training was still focused on shooting and recovery.
Just a thousand mid-range shots, a thousand long shots, a thousand baskets…Alright.
"Fan, I have to tell you something seriously!”
There were actually two people in the arena today.
Durant, who was wearing a green woolen hat, said to Chen Fan seriously.
"Ah?"
"What is it?"
Chen Fan threw the basketball in his hand and asked.
"You'll get injured if you train so intensely!”Durant said as he picked up the ball," Most importantly, why did you drag me to pick up the ball? Why didn't you ask Damien to pick up the ball?”
"Because you're my good brother and my good roommate!”
Chen Fan naturally ignored the first half of Durant's sentence and replied.
"Uh... Fan, don't worry, I'll definitely pick up your ball!”Durant said with certainty," As long as you can become stronger, getting up early is nothing!？By the way, don't pass so many balls to Damien next time. I want to..."
Chen Fan:
"Peng, peng, peng…" Shua shua…"
As the basketball continued to hit and score, it was noon.
Just as Chen Fan was about to have lunch with Durant, a strong figure barged into the stadium.
"Fan, you're famous!"
"Look, these newspapers are all reporting about you!”
....
Damien. James was so excited that he ran into the stadium with a pile of newspapers in his hands.
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