June 14, 1998, Triangle Center, Salt Lake City.

Game 6 of this year's NBA Finals is taking place here, and the atmosphere in the arena is incredible, and there's no difference between watching it on a TV screen and being there in person. Here, your emotions are uncontrollable and you are forced to toss and turn in the turbulent waves.

Cheng Fei is the first time to come to the scene of an NBA game. still remembers that Yu Yang once gave him many videos of NBA games, and Cheng Fei was like a treasure. It can be said that it was those videos that taught Cheng Fei a lot of experience in responding to the battle on the spot, as well as the idea of teamwork. Once upon a time, how he looked forward to one day going to the United States to experience the atmosphere of the world's leading professional basketball league.

However, when he actually came to the United States, he didn't think about it at all. For Cheng Fei, NBA games have nothing to do with him at all, and they still seem to be thousands of miles away and untouchable. Bruce also likes to watch the NBA, but that ticket is too expensive for him.

This is a precious ticket, the front row is only fifteen meters away from the stadium, and the situation can be seen clearly.

This is the ticket for the sixth game between the Bulls and the Jazz, and it is so hot that it can be said that it is hard to find. How did Bruce 'get' this ticket? It must be very difficult, and the price to pay should be extremely high.

When Cheng Fei walked into the triangle center with emotion and guilt, when he saw Jordan, Pippen, Rodman, and Jazz "Twins" Malone and Stockton, who could only be seen on TV, the "excitement" and joy "tide" flooded him.

It's been a long, long time since he's seen a game like this.

On the same day, the same month and the same day, at different Beijing times, a group of teenagers gathered in front of the television set in the school commissary.

Of course, at this moment, there are countless basketball lovers around the world, who do not hesitate to skip class and skip class in order to watch this game, and they all sit in front of the TV to enjoy what may be Jordan's last performance. Can this supreme emperor in the basketball world rule the world and rule the rivers and lakes again?

These teenagers are all students in the third year of Gezhouba No. 6 Middle School, they are the main force of the school basketball team, and they are also Cheng Fei's former classmates and brothers in the past. They were concentrating on staring at the TV, Yang Cong's hand was on Wang Zhiwen's shoulder, Liu Junfeng was holding Zhang Yulai's few hairs tightly, Li Lin was 'revealed' with a rare look of concern, Deng Liang and Chen Jie each held a large bottle of "Maifan Stone", but they forgot to drink it.

Towards the end of the game, Jordan made a fast-break layup, causing the group of teenagers to exclaim wildly!

"Damn! That's amazing! Yang Cong shouted excitedly, "It's so beautiful!" Worthy of Jordan! ”

"It's a win!" Liu Junfeng was also 'excited' and his face was flushed, "The bull has won!" , Jordan scored more than 40 points! ”

Deng Liang pretended to shake his head calmly and poured a sip of soda: "Hey, poor sir......"

Although this is the home stadium of the Jazz, there are still many Bulls fans who come to cheer for the home team, their faces painted bright red, holding large slogans, shouting and writhing, and the camera gives them two or three seconds to close-up.

While others were excitedly discussing, Yang Cong inadvertently glanced at the TV.

This glance was like a stone 'stirring' a thousand layers of 'waves', Yang Cong immediately felt his heart tremble!

Cheng Fei?

Sitting next to the group of bull ball 'fans' and in the corner of the camera lens, there was a Chinese teenager with black hair, black eyes and yellow skin, who seemed to be out of place with the atmosphere of the audience, and sat there very calmly. However, there was a kind of fanaticism in his eyes that could not be concealed. It was such a moment that Yang Cong thought he had seen Cheng Fei.

That teenager is really similar to Cheng Fei, considering that Cheng Fei is in the United States, maybe it's him!

Yang Cong couldn't help blurting out: "Cheng Fei? ”

"Huh?" Everyone was stunned for a moment and hurried to watch TV, but the picture flashed and was no more.

"What? You say Cheng Fei? Wang Zhiwen reacted and asked eagerly, "Cheng Fei is at the scene?" ”

"I ......," Yang Cong hesitated, "It seems that yes, just a moment ago, my first feeling was yes." ”

"I also saw it just now," Zhang Yulai said suddenly, "I also feel very similar to him, but it shouldn't be Cheng Fei." ”

"Why?" Deng Liang asked, "He may also go to watch the game, such a rare opportunity." ”

Zhang Yulai shook his head and said, "Actually, that person doesn't look like Cheng Fei, and the hair is too long, almost shoulder-length." Cheng Fei won't have such long hair when he goes to the United States, he went to study, and he didn't sing rock and roll. ”

"Maybe Cheng Fei is singing rock and roll!" Wang Zhiwen disagreed.

However, since the footage has passed, it is impossible to verify whether it is Cheng Fei. As Game 6 of the finals continued to begin, entering the most critical part, the "Rangers" immediately gathered their minds and focused on appreciating. Since then, the camera hasn't panned over there......

"Michael? Jordan broke the ball, so beautiful, he got from Karl? Malone snatched the ball in his hand, which was very crucial, and the ball was clean and there was no foul! Oh, the Jazz are going crazy! ”

The center of the triangle is also crazy, and many jazz ball 'fans' cover their faces and dare not look any further.

Cheng Fei gasped sharply. He really didn't expect that Jordan would make an accurate judgment at the last moment and calmly cut the ball, thus putting the initiative in the hands of the Bulls again. The fiery red figure with No. 23 on his back, the elegant emperor, still strolling around at the most heart-wrenching critical moment, fearless of everything!

"Michael, oh, Michael!" The narrator is crazy and hoarse!

There are still 10 seconds left in Game 6, Michael? Jordan swept the ball straight to the frontcourt, and Russell followed suit and chased after him closely. He was about to stop Jordan, who was near the free throw line, about twenty feet from the basket, when he suddenly stopped!

The pause of Jordan, who was running at great speed, was completely unexpected by Russell. He watched Jordan dribble with his right hand, smoothly changed to his left hand, and the center of gravity of his body quickly shifted, Russell wanted to chase after him again, but he didn't obey the call at his feet, stumbled, and fell directly to the ground!

"Lore!" Cheng Fei was in a trance and muttered.

It was a truly beautiful shot, and Jordan was already jumping up the blink before Russell could get up. There was a slight pause in mid-air, and the basketball wrapped in the broad palm slowly floated out. Jordan raised his right hand, maintained that beautiful posture, and calmly landed.

What followed was the crunch of the basketball crashing into the net!

Lore! Lore! Jordan's stunner allowed him and the Bulls to win their second triple-winning championship and reach the Bulls dynasty. The whole stadium was boiling, the players and coaches on the sidelines all rushed up, and Jordan resolutely stretched out six fingers and pointed to the sky......

This is basketball, the basketball that once made Cheng Fei infinitely obsessed and crazy about it!

A long-lost power awakened in the depths of Cheng Fei's soul.

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June 15, 1998. Basketball Arena in Central New York.

Because it was late at night, the stadium was empty, there were no spectators, and there were no college players who often came here to train. Old Tom stood on the sidelines, and Philip and Bobby sat in the front row. On the huge court, with only six players running back and forth, it seems to be particularly spacious.

"Cheng!" "Death" quickly shook off the player who defended him and hit ***, but did not dunk directly, but threw it up again in mid-air. Franks, who was defending Cheng Fei, immediately jumped up and wanted to cut off this air relay!

At the top of the black cloud, Cheng Fei actually volleyed above Franks's head, grabbed the basketball in the air with one hand with an extremely obvious advantage, pressed down with the momentum, and dunked the ball into the basket with a "click"!

Franks flew through the rush, stumbled to the ground, and then took a few steps forward before he steadied his pace.

His face was gray and he shrugged his shoulders.

Bobby nodded with satisfaction and said, "Cheng's progress is very great, and his strength is very strong. It seems that this time we have a lot of hope of winning the title. I was finally able to get old Jackson to give way. ”

Philip smiled: "Cheng's strength, I have long seen it. His problem is not strength or weakness, but mentality. Haven't you noticed? Although he has been cooperating with us in training, deep down he has adopted a negative attitude and even some rejection. I sometimes suspect that he doesn't like playing basketball at all. But, oh my God, he finally changed his mind, you see, the kind of dunk that he never did before, the kind of attack and defense that he never did before, it was clearly expressed in his every move, it was so perfect! ”

The trio who participated in the A-Top swept the sparring team led by Franks with a devastating force.

Old Tom smacked his lips, nodded contentedly, and walked toward Philip.

"After the inspection, how is the quality of my product?"

"Perfect!" Philip clapped his hands gently, "Two days ago, it was a second-class product, how can it be a first-class product today?" ”

Old Tom frowned in displeasure: "He's always been a good guy, that's my old Tom's work......"

"Alright, Tom!" Philip straightened his chest that was never straight, "Don't hide your panacea, don't tell me!" The Chinese kid turned out to be like this, if he wants to dunk every other person, it is better to let Tom kill someone. Today he has a new look, a new Chinese, my killer ...... What the hell is going on? ”

Old Tom shook his head, "I don't know. Whatever, the young man's thoughts have changed. ”

Philip tapped his head, thought for a moment, and was speechless for a while.

After the practice match, Cheng Fei took a big 'wool' towel and walked towards Philip while wiping the sweat on his head.

Philip showed that characteristic businessman-like smile and said, "Cheng, before playing tomorrow, there is one more thing to decide. ”

"What?" Cheng Fei's mood was obviously very good, his 'spirits' were full of energy, and he didn't show any tiredness.

"You have to have a nickname," says Philip, "and most players have a nickname because it's easy for the audience to remember and generate commercial value, and on the other hand, a lot of people don't want their real names to be too widespread......

Cheng Fei sank slightly, nodded and said, "Whatever you want!" ”

"Well," Philip seemed to be trying to humor, "we'll give you a resounding name." ”

"By the way, why hasn't Blackjack been here lately?" Cheng Fei asked, he took off his sweaty training shirt, and 'exposed' a strong body of flesh. Cheng Fei, who grew up in diet and equipment training in the United States, already has a body that is different from most yellow people, although this kind of muscle 'meat' is just ordinary compared to many Americans and even Westerners. "If he had come to training for a training match, it would have been much better."

Franks, who was changing clothes next to him, snorted.

Philip and Bobby 'crossed' their faces and said, "Black Jack, you know this kid, utilitarianism is very heavy. He used to be a member of the trio, but now he was not happy because he felt excluded, so he tore up his contract and said that he would not work with me again. As for where he is now, God knows! ”

Cheng Fei was stunned. Blackjack is gone? He is the pillar of Philip's organization, and he also has a reputation in the underground basketball world that should not be underestimated. However, Black Jack did 'show' his attitude in front of Cheng Fei, and he was still a little dissatisfied with Cheng Fei's appearance and exclusion of his status......

"Death" looked at Cheng Fei with a strange gaze and didn't say anything.

Old Tom walked over and opened the big 'door' of the arena, and the huge New York City was still asleep, the moon and the sparse stars still hanging in the sky, but the light was dim. The sun has not yet jumped out, but the gradually brighter sky light spreads between the sky and the earth, making the high-rise buildings of New York City clothed in a layer of "milky" white "color".

"Go back and rest," said old Tom, stretching, "and I'll see you tomorrow afternoon!" ”

As the A-Top tournament starts tomorrow night, the players will have to rest in the accommodation provided by the organization. After Philip and Bobby left in the car, Cheng Fei sat on the chair and rested for a while, ready to go for a bite to eat. At this time, the "Grim Reaper" Paschel came over and whispered: "That kid Black Jack has long been dead, don't you know?" ”

Cheng Fei was stunned and stupid.

"Dead ...... He's dead? Cheng Fei didn't react for a while.

"It was all a few days ago, didn't Bobby tell you?" The "Grim Reaper" actually 'revealed' a smile.

"How did you die?" Cheng Fei's head thundered. A person who was alive some time ago said that he would die when he said he was dead, which made Cheng Fei really unacceptable. Just like that day, when someone came to tell Cheng Fei the news of his parents......

"Unexpected. It seems to be a car accident, and he is always reckless when driving. "Death" said lightly. Cheng Fei knew that the Germans had always had a bad relationship with Blackjack. But no matter what, they both play together, and they are both people who are exploited by "capitalists" like Philip, and Cheng Fei doesn't understand why they can't get used to each other so much. So much so that Blackjack died, and he was still so relaxed!

But these words suddenly reminded Cheng Fei of something, last time Lin Zixuan said that Bruce was also in a car accident, and the time seemed to be the same as that of Black Jack, and there seemed to be something mysterious in the meantime......

Thinking of Bruce, Cheng Fei sighed again. Until now, Bruce's departure is still a mystery, with their relationship, Bruce should not say goodbye without saying goodbye, and in the last gift, there is not even a letter or a word.

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Journey. It was a disaster, I thought I was dead.

When Blackjack walked around a car, I had a bad premonition. But before I could react, a car drove up against me, and Blackjack didn't seem to be able to dodge it. All I heard was a loud bang, and then I didn't know anything.

When I woke up, I had a splitting headache and seemed to be lying on a hospital bed with bandages all over my body.

I don't know how many days I slept, someone came looking for me. Even though he was wearing sunglasses, I recognized him. He's the guy we've ever met in the 'Flower Garden' in the middle of the street, and if I'm not mistaken, his name is Bobby.

He knew who I was, and as soon as he opened his mouth, he admitted that the car accident was man-made. They thought Blackjack was nosy, and I guess they were scared of the CMD thing, even though Blackjack told me that it was a well-known secret in the underground basketball world. Now, Blackjack has no value to them, because you take his place.

Blackjack is dead, killed on the spot in a car accident. And I was lucky to survive, and they didn't dare to do anything to me because I wasn't one of theirs, I was a protected citizen in the United States, and they didn't want to get into trouble. However, Bobby said a lot of threatening things and asked me not to contact you again. I promised them that I would go back to Jamaica when my injuries were healed.

So, my family and I had to leave New York, which was already dangerous for us.

But I won't forget what Black Jack said to me before he died, Cheng, you are not an American, you don't know how deep their troubled waters are, and you can't protect yourself. As your brother, I, Bruce, am duty-bound to help you. So I'm not going to leave the United States, just because of my injury, I can't meet you for the time being.

With their permission, I was able to give you a "gift" as a testament to our friendship.

That basketball, you once said, my signature looks like the real thing, right? I hope this basketball can bring you back to the good old days and drive away the 'yin' shadow in your heart.

And that ticket, I got it with great difficulty, you love basketball so much, but you've never seen an NBA game. Check it out, that's where your dreams really come from. Stand in the spotlight, play openly, and let the whole world see you.

Get out of that hell, Cheng.