Night.

The sound of rain was sparse.

Cheng Junjie lay on the bed a little tired.

He helped out in the shop again in the evenings, and now he was finally free.

Sitting there, I couldn't help but recall the cheers of the people around me on the court today, as well as Brother Feng's words.

"No, I think you have a very good talent, where are you studying, you must be the leader of the school team?"

Cheng Junjie feels that he has become numb, and he has long since lost his original pursuit and love.

The reason why he loves playing so much is actually really simple and pure.

Since I was a child, I have nothing to compare with others.

No one in the family has any money.

The test scores are not as good as others, and the teachers prefer those who are good.

Only on the court can he gain everyone's appreciation and cheers, because he plays well, so many people know him and give him face.

It was a complicated feeling, and I enjoyed it and put myself into it.

So he was very enthusiastic about practicing, preferring to skip class and shoot there alone.

It's amazing.

Good talent.

Good technology.

He had heard these words countless times, and even at that time he felt that it was better to drop out of school, and that he was not suitable for study at all.

His dream is to be a football star!

But as I grew up and endured the hardships of life, I knew that it was really just a dream.

Especially if you are born in a family with financial difficulties, what awaits you every day is how to make a living, and it is impossible to chase these illusory things.

Even the girls who pass by may not dare to fight for it.

When I was in school, I played well, and many girls liked it, but I went out into society.

At the end of the day, it's realistic.

He will never forget that day a good-looking girl walked across the road and happened to be his favorite type.

And he was bowing his head to repair the motorcycle for others, his hands were full of oil and sweat, and he didn't even have the courage to come forward to say hello and ask for a contact information.

It was also from that time that he suddenly hated playing, not that kind of hate.

It's that nasty!

It's that I hate that I don't have anything to do with anything other than playing.

Reality has made people lose their so-called ideals step by step.

Cheng Junjie looked at the basketball in the corner of the room with a blank gaze, and an idea came to his heart.

How nice it would be if this thing could make money, but it's a pity...... It seems that only by becoming a professional player can you make money with this thing!

Thinking of this, he shook his head, it was too difficult, and the possibility was too small.

His physical condition is not particularly outstanding, and he has no chance, no time.

Moreover, it is impossible for the family to let themselves play.

Sometimes the reality is just so ridiculous.

You think you might be given a chance and you will be able to take off, but countless people don't even get the opportunity to try.

Cheng Junjie suddenly remembered the Weibo that the fat man showed him today, and vaguely grabbed something.

Based on his memory, he soon found the fortune teller on Weibo.

What caught his eye were a few lines of words that made him stunned.

[Everyone has their own destiny, but do you really know what you are best at?]

Where is your potential ability? 】

Maybe you're still confused, maybe you're still hesitating, you don't know if you should choose this path. 】

[When you come to Wentian Pavilion, you will know the heavenly opportunity by pinching your fingers. 】

[This new fortune-telling direction: calculate whether you have natural talents in sports and how high your achievements can be in the future!]

These words were like touching a fatal point in his heart, making it difficult for him to refuse.

Cheng Junjie swallowed a mouthful of water, checked the location of this store, and found that it was seven or eight kilometers away, and it was not far away that he could drive a motorcycle by himself.

He gritted his teeth and made a phone call to the fat man.

"Fatty, the fortune teller you told me today, is it okay?"

The fat man was watching the American drama "House of Cards" in the room at the moment, he held the mobile phone between his shoulders and ears and smiled: "No, who told me today that fortune telling is impossible to tell fortunes?"

Cheng Junjie rolled his eyes and scolded with a smile: "Don't give me a calf, you just heard it." ”

The fat man smiled beautifully: "No, I was introduced by the author in a novel group, I saw that it was quite close to us, and I paid attention to it, but the novel was not popular at that time, and the author was very forced to give up." ”

Later, it seemed that the fortune teller calculated for him, saying that he would counterattack and let him persevere, and the result was really popular. ”

"What are you doing? Are you really going?"

The fat man saw the new Weibo at that time, and thought it was a little interesting, so he made a joke with the other party.

Cheng Junjie lowered his head and hesitated: "I don't know, fatty, do you say you can make money playing basketball?"

"Yes, it's not nonsense, NBA stars are always rich, okay. The fat man seemed to be amused.

Cheng Junjie also swallowed a mouthful of water without a temper: "I said me." ”

"It depends on how far you can go, I heard that the fortune teller doesn't take money, and he will go back to give money when the hexagram works. ”

As soon as these words fell, Cheng Junjie's mouth suddenly opened slightly, and he was a little surprised: "Really fake?

He's not stupid, so he naturally knows what it means.

Either there's a bigger pit waiting for them to jump, or this fortune teller is unusual and confident.

The fat man said leisurely: "That's the way it is, then take some time, anyway, Changling West Street is not far away, I haven't counted my fortune yet, go open my eyes." ”

Cheng Junjie also responded cleanly: "Okay, are you free tomorrow morning?"

The fat man paused for a moment: "Tomorrow morning?

Cheng Junjie pouted and said, "I'm free in the morning, and I guess I'll be busy in the afternoon." ”

"Okay, ten o'clock?"

"Okay, I'll wait for you at McDonald's!"

……

The next morning.

A motorcycle sped down the road.

The fat man sat in the back seat, blowing his hair in the wind, and he opened his mouth and shouted: "I checked last night, and the fortune teller is going to pick someone." ”

"Not everyone who goes will be chosen. ”

Cheng Junjie hesitated for a moment and responded: "Shouldn't it be a game, right? He chose all his people, and then he pinched his fingers and counted it, and the calculation was accurate." ”

As soon as these words came out, the fat man immediately laughed.

"No, although what you said is also possible, but let's just don't give money. ”

Cheng Junjie thought about it, anyway, if he doesn't give money, he will take a look, and he will not be so easily deceived.

In this way, everyone came all the way to Changling West Street.

Following the flow of people slowly, I finally saw the legendary "Wentian Pavilion" fortune-telling shop.

At this moment, the two of them walked towards the store with some curiosity.

Just as a gaze came from a distance.

Li Mowen squinted, pushed the frame of his glasses, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, picked up the pen and wrote three words, and handed it to Liu Ziming.

"Later, this man will come, let him come to me. ”

Let's talk about it.

Li Mowen returned to his seat, with a look of expectation in his eyes, and finally a guest worthy of his attention came.

Because what caught his eye was a set of slightly exciting figures.

[Current Basketball Level: 68 (Excellent Level), Potential Ability: 90 (World-class Mainstay Level)]

[Hint: The potential of this sport is more complex, may not be fully explored, and with age, the potential will gradually decrease.] 】

Full potential can be fully exploited to a world-class level!

What is this concept, that is superstar level, hot objects.

This guest may not be at the top, but it is definitely the first step in changing the landscape of sports.

He believes that as long as he takes the opportunity.

Then in the near future, "Wentian Pavilion" will become a holy place for all young people chasing their dreams!

Countless people will flock to the world, and the world-class superstars will rise under their guidance, and the feeling is a little exciting just thinking about it.

And he will become the legend who hides behind the scenes, laughing at the situation.