On June 26, 2002, at the NBA draft in Madison Square Square in New York, USA, "The Houston Rockets, who won the first pick in the first round of the draft, chose Yao Ming from China. ”

When NBA commissioner David . As Mr. Stern uttered the words expressionlessly, 22-year-old Yao Ming was high-fived his parents and his agent in a Chinese-style living room in Beijing, China, on the other side of the camera.

The emergence of the first yellow champion in NBA history has truly opened the door to a thriving market with the greatest potential in the world.

Chicago O'Hare International Airport, Illinois, USA.

Sun Wenyuan looked at the flight status notice board above his head from time to time, and his slightly anxious expression faintly revealed excitement.

"Ladies and gentlemen who are ready to meet you, flight CAXXXX from Beijing, China has arrived." After the sweet and mechanical voice of the airport announcer sounded in the exit hall, Sun Wenyuan held the glasses on the bridge of his nose with his right hand, and held the fence tightly with his left hand, and his fingertips that were white from too much force trembled slightly.

Because of the needs of work, he left his beloved wife and lovely son and was alone in a foreign country. In the dead of night, I can only silently look at the photos of my relatives and recall the once warm pictures.

Every time I return to China to visit relatives, I feel that time is fleeting like an uncontrollable wind. He is an ordinary Chinese man, an ordinary Chinese husband, who works day and night for the sake of his beloved family. Perhaps it was because he was moved by the heavens that the project he was responsible for was a great success, and he was trusted by the unit and affirmed by his peers. In this world of natural selection, his unremitting efforts finally made him wait for this long-awaited moment.

A pair of figures that gradually became clear suddenly drove away the thoughts in their hearts.

Li Jinfeng and Sun Yi didn't have much luggage with them, so they moved their shoulders that were a little sore due to the long-distance flight, looked at their son who was full of energy and curiosity on the side, and couldn't help but sigh that it was good to be young. As the exit approached, the familiar figure came into view, Li Jinfeng's nasal cavity was sore, his breathing suddenly accelerated, and he involuntarily accelerated his pace and walked there, perhaps because he felt that time was passing too slowly, and changed from a fast step to a trot.

Sun Yi looked at his mother's somewhat gaffe and slowed down smartly.

Sun Wenyuan hugged his choked lover in his arms, and tears fell silently from the corners of his eyes. I really want to comfort and comfort her, but I don't know where to start.

"Hey, sir. Your son is lost. Sun Wenyuan and Li Jinfeng were startled and secretly screamed that it was not good. Just now I was patronizing the excitement of the two of them, completely ignoring my precious son.

O'Hare International Airport is one of the largest and busiest airports in the United States. In case Sun Yi, who is new to the new place and is unfamiliar with life, gets lost, there is no place to cry if he wants to. The more they thought about it, the more frightened they became, and the two of them hurriedly raised their eyes and looked around.

found Sun Yi standing not far away with a smile, Li Jinfeng pushed her husband Sun Wenyuan embarrassedly, and complained in a low voice, "It's all up to you." Sun Wenyuan smiled helplessly and looked at his son not far away.

The father and son hugged very gentlemanly, looking at their son, who will turn 14 years old in August this year, "Xiao Yi, I'm about to catch up with my dad after half a year." Sun Yi rolled his eyes when he heard this, the lines are the same as those on TV, can you be a little creative. For example, my dad is doing well in the United States now, and he will take you to eat and drink spicy food in the future, how domineering it is.

"Dad, you're almost as handsome as me." The son replied very ungracefully.

"Wow! This car looks so atmospheric. In front of the latest Buick Regal in the parking lot, Sun Yi looked curiously and touched around.

"Dad, is this your car?" Sun Wenyuan nodded, "Sort of, the company is allocated to me for personal use." After saying that, he looked at his wife with a smile, working so hard in the hope that you can live a better life.

Li Jinfeng didn't appreciate it, "Hmph, my son got in the car." Sun Yi squeezed his eyebrows and grimaced at his father, who didn't pat the leader's ass, and followed his mother into the car.

Li Jinfeng, who was sitting in the car, was mixed at this time, and secretly rejoiced in her husband's unique vision when she saw her husband's successful career. But when I thought of changing from a glorious people's teacher to an ordinary housewife in the future, I was a little uneasy, but looking at the father and son talking and laughing in the front row, I dispelled the gloom in my heart.

As the car starts, exit the airport and drive onto the North Tristate Turnpike. Sun Yi looked at the exotic buildings on the side of the road and asked his father various questions curiously. About ten minutes by car, I came to Elmhurst, the community where Sun Wenyuan now lives.

Located in the western suburbs of Chicago, this neighborhood is a typical wealthy neighborhood in the United States, where most of the people who live here are high-income scientific researchers. The whole neighborhood is quiet and tidy, with American-style homes on both sides of the road. When the car came to a two-story western-style building, Sun Wenyuan let the mother and son get out of the car.

Sun Wenyuan parked the car in the garage next to him, trotted all the way over and said to his wife flatteringly, "Jin Feng, are you satisfied with this house?" Li Jinfeng raised his left hand with the temperament of Lafayette, and Sun Wenyuan hurriedly smiled when he saw this, and stepped forward to hold his wife's hand and walked into the unlocked fence gate.

I'll wipe it, but I didn't have a sentence, little X, take the mourning family in to have a look. Sun Yi secretly scolded himself, and at the same time, he really admired his mother, who was usually very arrogant, and immediately became so queenly as soon as she arrived in front of her father.

This house was rented by the company for Sun Wenyuan after learning that his family was coming to live in the United States, and all the expenses were paid by the company. In front of the house is a lawn of about twenty or thirty square meters, which looks particularly eye-catching in the afternoon sun. Next to the stairs on the second floor in front of the door, there are lawn mowers, shovels and other tools.

As soon as you enter the door, you will see a European-style living room of about 30 square meters. The five- or six-meter-long leather sofa is opposite a 40-inch LCD TV, and there is a fireplace carved in the shape of an angel on either side. On the ground floor, in addition to the living room, there is a kitchen, a bedroom with a bathroom.

Coming to the backyard of the residence through the kitchen, Sun Yi was pleased to find that half of the backyard had been transformed into a standard basketball court half-court. Looking at his father gratefully, Sun Yi, who can speak well on weekdays, doesn't know what to say to express his excitement. "Nothing, it's simple. I just had people erect a basket and lay a layer of plastic. The simple words made the corners of Sun Yi's eyes moisten, and he hugged the man who gave him life.

Li Jinfeng, who had simply freshened up, flipped through the clothes box next to the bed in the bedroom, and there were several simple clothes neatly stacked inside. Looking at some of the coats that had turned old, my nose was sore.

I think of my man working alone in a foreign country for the sake of his family. I didn't even have a decent dress, and I felt very uncomfortable, and I suddenly felt that the image of a housewife was unusually noble and great.

There are three rooms on the second floor, one for Sun Yi's bedroom, one for the guest room, and the remaining one for the utility room. The three of them simply cleaned up the room, all a little hungry. There were a lot of ingredients prepared by Sun Wenyuan in advance in the refrigerator, and the family made a Chinese meal lively.

Sun Wenyuan, who has long been tired of eating junk food in the United States, has a great appetite and even swept away all the meals. In the evening, the family walked along the streets of the neighborhood to familiarize themselves with the surrounding environment.

Along the way, I found a lot of Asian faces, "Are these people Chinese?" Sun Yi asked curiously. Not exactly. There are the most Chinese, down are the Japanese, and the Koreans are the least. Sun Wenyuan explained to Sun Yi with a smile, "Most of the people living here are talents engaged in scientific research and technology. The Chinese are the smartest, the Japanese are the hardest, and the Koreans are the most arrogant. ”

Sun Wenyuan, who is rarely humorous, caused a burst of eyes from the mother and son. Cut, what everyone on the earth knows, show it to us. When he got home, Sun Yi took a shower and went upstairs to rest. Young people are particularly sleepy when their excitement passes.

Sun Wenyuan was absentmindedly watching TV in the living room, and the sound of gurgling water from the bathroom made him feel dry for a while. Finally, there was a knock on the bathroom door. Sun Wenyuan turned off the TV and crept into the bedroom to close the door.

After the bath, the slightly damp hair is casually draped on the shoulders, and the smooth and silky nightdress sets off Miaoman's figure more impactful. Jin Feng sat on the head of the bed, looked at her man a little shyly, lifted the snow-white slender calf exposed outside the skirt, and opened her cute toes slightly, as if she was sending a silent invitation to her lover.

"You move lightly." "It's okay, our house is soundproofed." "Oh......"

The next day, after Sun Yi, who slept until he woke up naturally, washed up, he went downstairs for breakfast. "Xiao Yi, did you sleep well? Come and have breakfast. Sun Yi found that his mother was surprisingly gentle, and her voice was a little sweeter than before. glanced at his father, who was reading the newspaper seriously, and scratched his head, these two people are really strange today.

Today, Sun Wenyuan is going to take his family to the city for a walk, and he will drive the mother and son along the saint. Charles Road entered Madison Avenue and headed east, telling some interesting local customs and rumors along the way.

"Xiao Yi, look to the right, see what it is?" Sun Wenyuan pointed to a tall building in the distance, "Is it the United Center Court?" Sun Yi asked excitedly. Yes. "Can I go to the front of the stadium and take a picture?" "Of course."

Chicago's Union Center was once a mecca in the hearts of all NBA fans. The stadium with a capacity of 21,789 spectators is hung with 6 NBA championship flags, and the retired jersey of Sun Yi's idol No. 23 is hung, retaining the best record of 72-10 in the NBA regular season. In front of the bronze statue of Jordan, a bright smile of a Chinese teenager was left.

Behind the bronze statue, a line of English inscriptions reads, "There is no one before and no one after." ”