It's still too early to discuss whether Mu Chenfeng can play in the NBA, but one thing is for sure, he has been targeted by Jamil Martin.

The whole physical test lasted for 2 hours, and after insisting on completing the last test, Mu Chenfeng's stomach finally couldn't help but growl.

"I'm sorry." Mu Chenfeng rubbed his shriveled belly, and the originally well-defined six-pack abs became blurred.

"Didn't you eat in the morning?" Fu Di was embarrassed for him, embarrassed in front of so many Americans

"You go test it." The consumption of physical measurement is very large, and when Mu Chenfeng is growing his body, the energy is consumed faster.

These words hit Fu Di's sore spot, why didn't he want to test it, but Martin was not interested in him at all, and his value was not worth testing.

It's okay to be a pure basketball fan, but he hasn't thought about it professionally or anything, and Fu Di still has this self-knowledge.

"What do you two want to eat? I'm in for a treat. The grunt reached Jamil. Martin's ears decided to feast them.

Martin wants a treat? It's really the sun playing the west side, Martin is an iron rooster is well-known in the scouting circle, even if his scouting remuneration over the years is calculated in the tens of millions, he is still very picky, if anyone can eat a bite of Martin's treat, it is really quite face-to-face.

"The big scout is going to let blood today."

"My heart is bleeding."

"We've been in it for so many years, and we haven't exchanged it for a meal from you."

Martin can't remember how many times he's heard it, he's used to it, and no matter how much they complain, Martin's wallet never opens.

"Make an exception today." Martin greeted Mu Chenfeng, "There is a good Chinese restaurant nearby." ”

Martin really has a heart, Mu Chenfeng, who is used to eating Chinese food, is really unacceptable to American food, he only eats a little bit at every meal, and wants to eat some fast food, but the taste of fast food in the United States and China is still different.

As soon as he heard that he was eating Chinese food, Mu Chenfeng immediately became energetic.

Chinese Restaurant !! The familiar Chinese plaque looked at Bei'er kindly, and he smelled the aroma of food emanating from the restaurant from afar.

"It smells like that." Fu Di said humbly, seeing all kinds of dishes, his eyes were glowing golden, and people who could be hungry just for pictures drooled.

Take a seat and order.

This task of ordering food fell to Fu Di, as a senior foodie, he has a unique preference for food.

"Meat! Meat! Meat! How can there be no meat on the table? Beyond the vegetarian dishes in front, Fu Di went straight to the meat dishes, "Pot-wrapped meat, sweet and sour tenderloin, boiled pork slices, Buddha jumping over the wall...... I want them all. ”

Mu Chenfeng pressed his hand on the menu and looked at it, "You don't need to eat so much, you can't finish eating." ”

Looking at Martin again, his face was not quite right, let's not say whether the food ordered by Fu Di was good or not, the price was really beautiful, and the quantity was large, Martin faintly felt that his wallet was going to suffer.

"Ah, then it's better to eat three fresh." Fu Di pursed his lips, since he said that he was a treat and didn't want to spend money, what kind of treat was this, he casually ordered a cheap dish and handed over the menu, he only hoped that Mu Chenfeng could order some decent dishes, at least meat.

Seeing that the person with money is so realistic, hearing that Fu Di only ordered one place, Sanxian's face immediately cleared, and now the wallet is saved.

"What about you?" Martin asked.

"Me?" Mu Chenfeng was in a trance, remembering Martin's expression just now, Mu Chenfeng had the answer in his heart, "Mapo tofu." ”

Mapo tofu is the cheapest dish in the store.

I thought that Mu Chenfeng could order some technical dishes, but it turned out to be just a plate of ordinary mapo tofu, which wasted Fu Di's full expectations.

One is three fresh, one is mapo tofu, all vegetarian dishes, and you can't even see a little bit of meat star.

"Mapo tofu." Mu Chenfeng was able to order this dish out of dozens of dishes, which surprised Martin, "I have a Chinese friend who also likes this dish very much. ”

Come on, Fu Di rolled his eyes and slammed the door.

The dish is the cheapest dish, but it does not affect Fu Di's appetite, as soon as the dish is put on the table, half of it is missing in a blink of an eye, and the chopsticks in Fu Di's hand have not stopped, and he barely eats half full under gobbling up.

It's as if he's just finished measuring it.

Putting down the chopsticks and looking at the glossy plate on the dining table, Fu Di's tongue was around his lips without leaving any remnants, "It tastes so good, but I haven't eaten enough." ”

Mu Chenfeng snorted, "I let you eat alone, and you haven't eaten yet." ”

Both Martin and Mu Chenfeng only ate a little, barely making their stomachs feel hungry.

"By the way, what are you doing in Chicago?" Martin asked, changing his words.

"Play." Fu Di hurriedly answered.

"I'm here for Nesmith Training Camp." Mu Chenfeng replied.

"What's the training camp?" Fu Di didn't hear clearly, and asked again.

"Participate? I didn't hear of any Chinese players joining the camp this year. "Since the camp is held in conjunction with the NBA to help the team better understand the abilities of the players and help the players grow, the pre-game training camp will distribute player information to the management and scouts of each team, and Martin did not have Mu Chenfeng's name on the list.

"I received a special invitation."

"Oh~" Martin let out a long tail note, it's no wonder why there is no Mu Chenfeng in the player list, and those with special invitations can't directly participate in the training camp, they can only watch from the sidelines as observers.

"But how do you have a special invitation?" Martin was puzzled as to why the invitation was in the hands of this distant Chinese boy, who he remembered was only one in China.

And that person's name is not Mu Chenfeng.

"The coach gave it to me." Mu Chenfeng indicated the origin of the invitation letter, "I was also surprised when I got it. ”

"What's the name of your coach?" Martin asked anxiously.

"Fang Tianzheng, Coach Fang." Mu Chenfeng spoke clearly.

"Your coach is Fang Tianzheng!" Martin raised his voice, "No wonder. ”

"Do you know Coach Fang?"

"Don't just know." When it comes to Fang Tianzheng, Martin is full of sadness, he is the pain of Martin's life, when he conquered Jameel Martin with his talent, when he was still a scout for the Utah Jazz, he took a fancy to Fang Tianzheng at first sight, and planned to bring him into the NBA.

Later, due to various reasons, Fang Tianzheng resolutely chose to return to China, and never set foot on American soil again.

"He still didn't come." Martin was a little disappointed.

The sender of this special invitation is none other than Jamil Martin.

Every time the United States organizes such a large-scale training camp, Martin will ask the organizer for an invitation letter, and then mail it to Fang Tianzheng, hoping that one day he will be able to set foot on American soil again, and talk to him about why he gave up back then.

The mails were like stones in the sea, and they didn't receive any response, this time Fang Tianzheng still didn't come, but he sent Mu Chenfeng.

"Your friend who likes to eat mapo tofu is Coach Fang."

Martin nodded slightly.

"Coach, he didn't give up on his dreams, let alone basketball." Mu Chenfeng explained Fang Tianzheng's situation in China to Martin, and finally added, "He's fine now. ”

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