Meng Xiaohao sat on the hospital bed, staring out the window blankly, he knew the result of the game, the team lost badly, and his injuries accounted for a large part......

He didn't understand why he was in the hospital room, he just had an ankle sprain, not in the hospital room.

"Xiaohao!" At this time, Meng Xiaohao's ward door was pushed open, and Sured and Coach Chris came to the ward with the UCLA players.

"How does it feel?" Sarid and Coach Chris walked up to Meng Xiaohao quickly and looked at Meng Xiaohao worriedly.

Seeing their expressions, Meng Xiaohao smiled slightly, "It's okay!" Didn't you listen to the team doctor? I just sprained my ankle and it's not a big deal! ”

Seeing Meng Xiaohao looking at them with a smile, Sured and Coach Chris let out a sigh of relief, "It's okay, it's okay, you're scared of us!" ”

Just as Meng Xiaohao and UCLA were greeting, the door of the ward was opened again, and a doctor walked in from outside......

"It's true that there is no big problem, but you can't be careless!" The doctor obviously heard the words of Meng Xiaohao and the UCLA players, and smiled slightly, "It's not a big deal, but you still have to pay attention to it!" The athlete's ankle is very important, so don't play for more than a month! ”

Hearing this, Meng Xiaohao's face changed, "Doctor, more than a month?" It's a little long, isn't it? ”

At this time, Coach Chris shook his head, "It's normal for more than a month, although your injury is not serious, but you still can't underestimate the injury, if you don't do a lot of exercise if you are not completely well, it is very likely that you will fall into sequelae!" ”

At this time, the doctor also nodded, "Your coach is right, if you fall into the sequelae, it will be troublesome, and a lot of injuries will easily follow, and your career will be greatly shortened at that time!" ”

Hearing this, Meng Xiaohao lowered his head helplessly, "If you want to rest for more than a month, wouldn't you miss seven or eight games!" At the thought of missing so many games, Meng Xiaohao was very depressed.

Seeing that Meng Xiaohao was depressed, Rivers on the side laughed twice and patted Meng Xiaohao's shoulder, "Young man, don't worry!" UCLA isn't that easy to gnaw on without you, don't worry, the team will be fine during your absence, so don't worry! ”

Meng Xiaohao listened to Rivers' words and nodded, "I know, thank you, I hope you can play well!" ”

Rivers patted Meng Xiaohao's chest, "Don't worry! The top 32 are guaranteed to enter! ”

……

The UCLA team members did not stay in the hospital too much, and they took Meng Xiaohao on the plane back to Los Angeles......

On the plane, Meng Xiaohao still didn't say a word, staring out the window blankly, on the night flight, it was dark outside the plane, and he couldn't see anything except his own shadow......

"Xiaohao, don't be depressed, a good mood is conducive to physical recovery!" Sarid felt that Meng Xiaohao was still depressed by the injury, and patted him on the shoulder and comforted.

Unexpectedly, Meng Xiaohao shook his head, "It's good to take care of what is injured, I won't be too depressed, I'm just thinking about ......" said, Meng Xiaohao paused, "I'm just thinking, what will be the headline of the news when I get up tomorrow morning?" ”

Meng Xiaohao's words made Sarid a little confused, "News headlines? What do you care about that? ”

Meng Xiaohao smiled faintly, "It's not that Sivir was injured and then questioned in the media, and then his mentality exploded, right?" I'm curious, if the headlines are me tomorrow, and others question me, what will I think? ”

Hearing this, Sarid couldn't help laughing, "Young man, don't think about it, look at me, I don't even read the news about me, the comments below must have sprayed me, I can't see anything!" ”

Meng Xiaohao glanced at Sarid helplessly, and then stopped saying anything......

At this time, Sarid spoke again, "You can watch it if you want, and you won't watch it if you want to, but I have to tell you, don't become like Sivir, or I can't guarantee that Savis won't beat you!" ”

Hearing this, Meng Xiaohao laughed "poof", "I know, don't worry!" I'm quite able to bear it! ”

The plane soon arrived in Los Angeles, and everyone took the bus back to school. Meng Xiaohao's feet are still unable to walk, and he returned to his dormitory with the support of his teammates.

……

As Meng Xiaohao expected, the next day, Meng Xiaohao's name appeared on the headlines of the news......

"UCLA Nova Injured, UCLA Bright Future, Nova Glass Man? Is Chris's vision wrong, or is the new star still a little uncomfortable? ”

Various news about Meng Xiaohao's injury have been reported one after another, some are only responsible for reporting the facts of the matter, and some media spread conspiracy theories, similar to "Asians can't stand in the Americas and Africa!" And "when will the Asian body grow?" Something like that.

Meng Xiaohao was just a joke about these things, he knew that he would let these people slap his face, and he wanted to prove that his injury was just an accident.

But the premise of the proof is that he should take care of his injuries.

There is nothing on the news that can attract Meng Xiaohao, so Meng Xiaohao set his eyes on Facebook, he wants to see what those people on Facebook think about this matter......

At this time, Meng Xiaohao was attracted by an article......

"There are only a handful of Chinese basketball players in the United States, for many reasons, physical, cultural, language, etc., but this does not mean that Chinese basketball is not good, on the contrary, China, and even Asia, many countries have running tactics that North America and Europe have never had."

"Meng Xiaohao, as a representative of Chinese basketball in the United States now, he can gain a foothold in the college league in the United States, and he has attracted a lot of fans through only two games, which shows Meng Xiaohao's strength, he has the excellent off-ball play of Asian players, and the ball-holding skills and transmission ability that are not inferior to North American or European players, we should affirm him, bless him, and not slander him behind the screen!"

Meng Xiaohao saw this article, smiled, and clicked into the main page of this blogger......

"More than 100,000 followers?" Seeing the number of fans of this blogger, Meng Xiaohao was also taken aback, "This is still a big V!" As he spoke, Meng Xiaohao looked at the name of the blogger......

"Fields. Edward, agent ......" Meng Xiaohao read the name over and over again, "What a familiar name!" I don't know anyone like that, why does the name feel so familiar? ”

But Meng Xiaohao didn't care so much, clicked a like, and commented by the way, "Thank you very much, thank you for your understanding and support!" ”

Meng Xiaohao turned off his mobile phone, got up, picked up his crutches, and limped to the wardrobe, although the doctor said it was not serious, but this was only not serious for the ankle ligament tear, but Meng Xiaohao's ankle twist was still very serious, Meng Xiaohao didn't want to walk well these days......

……

New York......

A man fiddles with his mobile phone in a very nicely decorated house. Suddenly, his phone rang, and a message came, it was a Facebook message, he clicked on it and looked at it, stunned for a moment, and then the corners of his mouth rose slightly......

"Meng Xiaohao, Meng Xiaohao, I didn't expect you to take the initiative to reply to my article?"

...... in the classroom

Meng Xiaohao listened attentively to his design class, Meng Xiaohao has never learned this course well, so Meng Xiaohao wants to take advantage of this time to make up for it, what if he suddenly opens up?

Suddenly, Meng Xiaohao's mobile phone in his pocket vibrate, Meng Xiaohao took out the phone and found that it was a private message from Facebook, which made Meng Xiaohao a little surprised, "Private message? Who's okay to send me a private message? ”

Meng Xiaohao clicked on Facebook......

"Fields. Edward? Meng Xiaohao was a little surprised, "What did he do with me in a private message?" With that, Meng Xiaohao clicked on the content of the private message......

"Meng Xiaohao, remember me......"