Chapter 21: The Night of the Fiasco
Two o'clock in the morning, by the sea in New Orleans.
The moon was twilight, the sea breeze was blowing slowly, the tide was gently lapping against the reef on the shore, and in the faint moonlight, a figure sat on the reef, with his head on his arm, looking at the dark unknown world in the distance.
Although the light was not very bright, he could vaguely be seen to have white skin that made even a woman ashamed, a few pimples bulging out on his childish face, and his eyebrows were very light, as if there was nothing, and he was full of sadness at this time, and he couldn't stop sighing.
He is Bai Xiaofei.
In tonight's game, the Hornets defeated the Knicks by 27 points at 89:116, of which the "little bully" Stoudemire scored 42 points, 25 rebounds and 7 blocks.
Bai Xiaofei's NBA debut, played 25 minutes, hit one shot in four shots, grabbed four rebounds, and was accompanied by two turnovers, and in the game, Stoudemire faced himself with two very violent dunks! His own performance, whether it is Lao Fu, or head coach Williams, or his own requirements for himself, is unsatisfactory, and more importantly, this NBA game will definitely be broadcast by various satellite TV stations in China, so that the country's 1.3 billion people can see their performance......
Young people are always like this, in their hearts, other people's evaluation of themselves is far greater than their own efforts on the court, or it can also be understood that a large part of their performance on the court is to let others have a good evaluation of themselves, and young people are all the same.
Thinking of this, Bai Xiaofei couldn't help but sigh again, he came to the United States from distant China and crossed half the world, what was it for, was it just to be ridiculed? Humiliated! If so, then it is better to go back to China and gallop in the Chinese league!
Bai Xiaofei, who is calm on the outside, is actually already surging in his heart, just like the sea in front of him, under the calm sea, there will always be an undercurrent surging, return home! This kind of thought grew more and more in Bai Xiaofei's mind, making the young Bai Xiaofei hesitate, if he left, how would he explain to the old man.
Only one game has destroyed all of Bai Xiaofei's self-confidence. This is also what Lao Fu is most worried about. In fact, the old man didn't want Bai Xiaofei to go on so early, and in the plan, Bai Xiaofei Zhaoqiang had to train for about half a year before it was possible to adapt to the confrontation and rhythm of the NBA, but Sui Jiayuan was in a hurry, and it was impossible for the old man not to consider Sui Jiayuan's opinion, and besides, the team suffered a large-scale injury on the inside, first of all, the team's backup center Aaron Gray, who was injured after two games, and now the return date is undecided, and the starting center Okafor was injured by Haywood again, and he has to rest for at least two months. The starting power forward West was banned again, and he had no choice but to push Bai Xiaofei up head-on.
In Lao Fu's opinion, a player's skills can be cultivated by training, but his self-confidence, his spirit, and his energy on the court are congenitally formed and need to be artificially protected.
"Ring, ring, ring."
The ringing of the phone pulled Bai Xiaofei back into his thoughts, Bai Xiaofei looked at the number, it turned out to be the phone at home, Bai Xiaofei pressed the connect button.
"Nothing, where are you now?"
His mother's gentle voice came from the phone, and Bai Xiaofei believed that at this time, his father would also be next to the telephone, listening to his words.
"No, Mom," suddenly, Bai Xiaofei didn't know what to say, just a simple word, Bai Xiaofei's tears flowed, Bai Xiaofei's voice trembled a little, but he still tried his best to lower his voice, trying his best to disguise the fragility of his heart, even if the wall around his pride had been shattered by the cruel reality, he still had to pretend to be strong, "No, I'm outside." ”
"What are you doing out there at such a late hour? Don't hurry up where you live. ”
"I just finished the game, took a shower, and came out to breathe."
"Oh, the game," the other side of the phone was silent for a few seconds, and then said, "The game is very good, you don't have to pay too much attention to it, I heard that there are few people in the 1.4 billion Chinese can play in the NBA, you look at foreigners, it is indeed different, the arms are thick, similar to our thighs, the physical gap is there, it can't be avoided, maybe Chinese is not suitable for playing NBA......"
Before he finished speaking, there was a sudden "rustling" sound from the arc, and the father grabbed the phone and said, "Don't listen to your mother's nonsense, it doesn't matter if the game is not good, you can step on the floor of the NBA, it is already a success, you have to think about how to overcome the physical gap, son, remember, basketball is not a simple game with only muscle confrontation, but a game full of wisdom, in the game, you have to play your ingenuity, find out the opponent's flaws, and then beat him!" In any case, no matter whether you play well or not, you are our pride, you don't have psychological pressure in the United States, and the 1.4 billion people in the country are supporting you behind your back......"
After hanging up the phone at home, Bai Xiaofei was already in tears.
The sea breeze blew quietly, drying the two tear stains under Bai Xiaofei's eyes. Father and mother have great expectations for themselves, but to this day, they have not been able to repay them with anything, this feeling is very uncomfortable in Bai Xiaofei's heart, especially his father, who trained himself to play basketball from a very young age, he has always said that it is not your goal to play the world in China, your goal is to break out of China and go to the world, you want to become the strongest basketball player in the world, you must firmly believe that you will become the strongest person!
Such words have been encouraging him, but now, it is such a world, in the face of this Stoudemier, Bai Xiaofei has no room to resist at all.
"Ring, ring, ring."
Bai Xiaofei looked at the phone, it was Zhaoqiang.
"Hey, Baibai, where are you. Why didn't you go back to the hotel? ”
"I'm sitting by the sea."
"What are you doing at the beach on a big night, it shouldn't be going to jump into the sea, I know you didn't play well tonight, but you won't have to pay the price of your life, oops, I never thought basketball would be so harmful."
"Fart, fuck off."
"In vain, I'm really stunned to see that empty button on your head today! Someone as awesome as Stoudemire can smash him! Boy, the future is limitless! ”
"Really! You see the ball! Bai Xiaofei's eyebrows raised, and his expression immediately became lonely after excitement, Zhaoqiang saw this ball, which also means that Zhaoqiang saw Stoudemire's violent buckles that made Bai Xiaofei's heart palpitate when he thought about it.
"It's okay to come back quickly, my brother has already bought you a cake, come back and be full."
hung up Zhaoqiang's phone, Wang Jing also called, comforted and encouraged Bai Xiaofei a few words, Wang Jing is still lying in the hospital, the operation was successful, but he needs to recover for at least two months, Wang Jing is very Zhaoqiang is different, Zhaoqiang is the kind of person who is very arrogant, a little ruffian, and loves to joke with Bai Xiaofei every day, but Wang Jing is a very quiet person, let alone roaring, he never speaks loudly, methodical, sven, mature and steady.
Then, the next call -- it was the old man's.
"Bai Xiaofei, where are you? Why didn't you show up for the team meeting after the game? ”
On the other side of the phone, there was the old man's usual calm and slow tone.
"Took a shower and came out to breathe."
The old man said earnestly, "I know you didn't play well in the evening game, but you don't have to pay too much attention to it, you are still young, there is still a long way to go, and tonight's game is just a small fragment of your basketball career in the future." ”
Bai Xiaofei nodded with difficulty and said, "I know, I understand, Director Fu." ”
"In fact, the team wanted to sign you later, because they were afraid that your skills and abilities would not be up to the NBA's requirements, and then there would be some impact on self-confidence, but the sudden injury disrupted all these plans, and I wanted to put you on top, but no matter what, you have to believe that you are the best, you have the ability to gain a foothold in the NBA, and what you lack can be made up for in future training."
Bai Xiaofei nodded again and answered in a low voice.
"Bai Xiaofei, you don't have too much psychological pressure, you know, 1.4 billion Chinese, only less than ten people have the opportunity to compete in the NBA, from this point of view, you are already very successful, on the court, as long as you work hard, there are no regrets."
Listening to the old man's earnest encouragement, Bai Xiaofei didn't know what to say.
"Don't think too much, train hard, play hard, there is no game tomorrow, the day after tomorrow the team will play at home against the San Antonio Spurs, it will also be a difficult game, you are still under a lot of pressure, you go to Manson tomorrow and let him train you against you, remember Bai Xiaofei, no matter what, you can't leave your self-confidence, you are still a very good player."
Bai Xiaofei didn't speak, and nodded for the third time.
Putting down the phone, Bai Xiaofei's mind still couldn't calm down, he suddenly thought that in the game the day after tomorrow, his opponent was the figure who was very familiar and even admired by the whole of China and even the whole world, one of the strongest power forwards in history, maybe not one of them, Tim Duncan!
He knew Duncan's prestige from the time Bai Xiaofei first started playing basketball, Duncan was nicknamed "Stone Buddha", he was low-key and humble, but Duncan standing on the court had a strong lethality, and to play against a player like him who had already booked a Hall of Fame seat in advance, Bai Xiaofei's heart couldn't help but tremble again.
A Stoudemire has already beaten himself like this, let alone Duncan.
"Ring, ring, ring."
The phone rang again, this time, it was an unfamiliar number, and at two o'clock in the morning, who would call him?
Bai Xiaofei hesitated in his heart, but still took it.
"Hello, whoever."
Bai Xiaofei asked politely.
On the other end of the phone came an unfamiliar, but somewhat familiar, low, and heavy voice.
"Hello, I'm Yao Ming."