"Ah Jian, you are back, you don't come out of the group these days, ask how you are, and you don't reply. How's it going for you? ”

On the last day of the holiday, Zheng Jian was late, obviously a local, and he was the latest to come back, in fact, Zheng Jian had just rushed back from other places, and he could be regarded as fighting with this middle school team until the last moment, although he fell in the finals, but this time was full of harvest for Zheng Jian.

In Zheng Jian's view, what the coach has to do is to plan the tactics, let the players closely revolve around him, adjust the combination of players according to the situation on the field, and defeat the opponent!

But after most of the month, Zheng Jian understands that the coach may not only be these, he is also the parent of this team, and there are too many things to do in player management, locker room control, maintaining the team atmosphere, etc., and the implementation of tactics is also difficult.

But he is happy, he loves basketball, and he finally has his own basketball goal, and this dream must be realized.

"I'm tired, except for the New Year's Day, I'm going to soak there every day, and follow the study, don't say it, the coach is in this business, it's more professional than these players on the field, there is no other meaning, I just have a simple opinion." Zheng Jian tidied up the futon and lay down directly, he needed to rest too much.

"What do you mean, you, it's just that there are too many controls in the game, and I tell you, it's the main body that plays on the field." Fan Tengfei replied.

"What Ajian said is actually right, many people can be a good player, but they can't be a good coach." Zhao Dongyi had just finished the report requested by the teacher and stretched out.

"Ah Jian, you will inherit the family business in the future anyway, will you be allowed to engage in this?" Zou Duoduo looked at Zheng Jian on the bed and asked.

"Hey, this..."

When Zheng Jian was very young, his parents came here to do business and brought him to this city, and after struggling for many years, he has become a member of a wealthy family in this super first-tier city in China.

However, Zheng Jian didn't seem to be very happy, he spent his high school years in a mess, his parents asked him if he wanted to go abroad for further study, and he didn't care, at that time, his sister had already studied in Australia for seven years.

"Son, what are you going to do in the future?"

Before he fell in love with basketball, he really didn't know what he could do in the future, if nothing else, he probably entered his father's game peripheral company after graduation, and mixed up with the old plot.

Until one day I saw an old photo, Rodman flew to save the ball, and his body and the floor became parallel, this picture shocked Zheng Jian, what kind of sports make a player so enthusiastic! At that moment, he fell in love with basketball.

I really fell in love too late, and I started to learn to play basketball little by little in high school, and my physical fitness was very suitable for training, but the basic skills came too late, and he began to be disliked by the people he played with on the court.

He still loves this sport, he is more and more attracted, and he doesn't play well in reality, but in basketball games, he has made rapid progress, and he can get excellent game equipment at home, which also allows him to keep up with the development of basketball.

It wasn't until he entered the university that he found that the people in a dormitory were basketball lovers, not to mention two brothers who played very well.

In the past, others disliked him for playing roughly, only knew brute force collisions, and he could only grab rebounds, but he was evaluated by Zhao Dongyi as Tristan Thompson, and took him as a backup, and he also played a lot of games, and when he returned to the dormitory, Zhao Dongyi was also a super opponent in 2k, which made Zheng Jian want to devote himself to this sport even more.

Until that day, I talked to my mother.

Zheng's mother: "Son, have you thought about what to do in the future?" I really can't, let's join the company, anyway, you can use it professionally. Mom also understands you, you never say anything, so if you have any ideas, just tell me. ”

"I... I want to do basketball..."

"Well, mom knows that you became obsessed with basketball, boys, there is always something to be obsessed with, your dad, he is obsessed with games, and he also started his own business to do this, now, it can be regarded as passable, so what do you think of your play? Mom doesn't understand this very well.,From our point of view,Our own company is more suitable for you.,You also know the game.,Anyway.,Do that line of work.,You must study that line, right?。 ”

Zheng's mother's words did hit him a little, but what he said was reasonable, he was not a little worse off than his career.

These good brothers around me seem to have a good plan for the future, but what about themselves? I don't want to sit in an office, I don't want to go abroad for further study, I just want to study these tactics that I don't have, but what's the use? Coaches in China? It's probably harder than the players.

My sister didn't go back to her company, but she also started her own business and did what she liked. There is a conclusion that his parents did not necessarily let him go back to inherit the family business, but his idea was too illusory.

Zhang Wei's appearance once made him feel that he had met a super master, but this uncle always appeared mysteriously and left mysteriously.

After meeting Zhang Wei for the first time, he went back to the dormitory to tinker with his own set for a long time, and after two days, he asked himself, what are you doing? Is it useful to live like a fool and study these in a small circle by yourself?

The night he almost gave up, Zhao Dongyi went to the stadium to practice after eating, Fan Tengfei followed Liu Dandan out to sing, and Zou Duoduo, he was not in the dormitory during that time, and he didn't know what to do, Zheng Jian at this time picked up the basketball in the dormitory and ran to the basketball court in the far corner of the playground.

Slap the ball, speed up, go to the basket! Slap the ball, speed up, go to the basket! …

Zheng Jian repeated the mechanical movements, basketball can be said to have added infinite love to his dull life, but when he really wanted to integrate this love, basketball didn't seem to give him this talent.

Maybe it's time to go back and learn about the management of the company with my dad...

As the night deepened, Zheng Jian picked up the basketball and prepared to go back.

There is a WeChat call!

It's Zhang Wei!

"Xiao Zheng, why, can't you hear Brother Zhang's voice?"

"No, Uncle Zhang, ah no, Brother Zhang."

"It sounds tired, I don't even want to tell you good news." Zhang Wei's deliberately raised voice came from there.

"It's nothing, brother, it's just that we're going to graduate soon, and in the future..."

"It's a good time, how can you say such a disappointing thing, you feel this way, I have to call you brother, there is something I want to ask you for."

"That, Brother Zhang, you just say it." Zheng Jian's voice was still a little unmotivating.

"A friend of mine is the coach of a middle school team in our family, and there is a lack of help in his team, so I thought that you should either go and do a favor, how about it, just during the holidays."

"Ahh This, can I go? But I don't understand anything. Zheng Jian felt a sudden excitement in his heart.

"Didn't you say I was a strange man! Do you think I would be wrong in my choice? Zhang Wei coughed and continued: "In this way, if you want, I will immediately give him your contact information, and the two of you will dock, and it will take effect!" ”

"Dang, of course I do!"

And now, finally back, tonight's night is still very deep, Zheng Jian is lying in bed, and soon he feels sleepy, before he comes back, what the middle school students said is still in his ears.

"Brother Zheng, do you think I can become China's Middleton in the future?"

"I'm going to be the next Lin Crazy!"

"I figured out that if I couldn't play professionally, I would go to be an agent, a scout, and a manager."

…

It's so nice, hard worker, never abandoned!