For Li Da, it is a miracle to be able to win a game, and such miracles have appeared in a row.

won the game happily by Zhang Yi's side, although he didn't make any contributions, but he was still in a good mood.

At this moment, Li Da was very glad that he did not underestimate this man because of the video of the graduation ceremony.

Somehow, he now absolutely believes that what Zhang Yi said will come true, and the day when he becomes a god will not be too far away!

"At four o'clock in the afternoon, the strongest Yunhua No. 2 Middle School of this year was won by Brother Yi, and the rest of the game was easy and easy." Yuzi said.

Zhang Yi thought for a while and said, "Since the fever buddy has also recovered, then I won't come in the afternoon." ”

"I've had a great time with you guys for the past two days." Zhang Yi said and waved his hand at the three of them, preparing to leave.

"Brother Yi, you don't want to fight us, don't force it, but if you have time, come and have a look, okay?"

Li Da shouted at Zhang Yi's back, which was getting farther and farther away, but Zhang Yi just waved his fist and didn't look back.

Because the game ended early, Zhang Yi had more than enough time to go back to Longji, so he walked relatively slower than usual.

"Sorry, Stadium, you saw an ugly game today."

I saw Zhang Yi's expressionless face, although he is not a brave and ruthless guy, but anyone who tries to defile basketball Zhang Yi will send him to hell with his own hands.

Maybe his expression is too stinky now, and with the big man who is 1.8 meters tall, passers-by are actually walking around him.

When passing by the river embankment, Zhang Yi jumped down as usual and lay down for a while.

I don't know why, as long as he looks at the river, his boiling blood can always get some smoothness.

"I wish there was a quiet river like this in Los Angeles."

In the past two days, Zhang Yi has not had time to think too much about going abroad, although Uncle Long has paved the road, but he must seize the opportunity......

"The blind man must have set foot on American soil by now."

Billy Brotherhood at Stanford Law School, USA.

Dressed in a crisp suit, wearing small-rimmed glasses with gold wire and champagne in hand, Xie Xun stood beside a group of white boys.

In the oldest fraternity at Stanford University, Xie Xun, as the first yellow person in history, is celebrating his 'great cause'.

Although he thinks it's stupid.

With a bang, the champagne lid erupted, and more than a dozen brightly dressed and sweet-looking girls suddenly poured into the venue, and the air was suddenly filled with the smell of hormones.

This scene can't help but make him wonder if the white man's brain is used for picking up girls and making a base.

"It's still Yunhua's world simple and pure, I don't know Brother Yi, how happened to them when they gave birth."

Xie Xun was caught between the two girls and rubbed, but the hearty smile on the corner of his mouth was not because of their teasing.

"Forget it, the road to the bridge is naturally straight!"

Zhang Yi stood up with a carp, thinking that it was not his strong point, only to see him running along the river embankment towards Long Ji.

It's just that when he came to Long Kee and found that the door of the store was unusually closed, it made him a little worried for a moment.

Although Uncle Long's body has always been very strong, after all, his age is there.

The door hasn't opened at nine o'clock, which is the first time in Zhang Yi's memory.

Zhang Yi pulled up the roller shutter door from the outside, and the store was still lit. “

Uncle Long, are you there? Zhang Yi turned off the lights and walked inside while talking.

"Boy, you're looking for a dragon?" What appeared in front of Zhang Yi was a foreign man he had never seen.

Although it looks familiar, it's a pity that Zhang Yi didn't recognize it.

Zhang Yi asked strangely, "Yes, I just want to find the dragon in your mouth, what about others?" ”

"Dragon, dead!" The old man's broken Chinese popped out these three words.

What the? Zhang Yi's head seemed to be slammed by a brick, and it hurt!

"Nonsense, I saw him yesterday, how is it possible?"

Zhang Yi's eyes were like two copper bells, glaring at the foreigner in front of him, and his body trembled a little excitedly.

This made the foreigner embarrassed and hurriedly waved his hand and said, "No, the dragon is dead... Friend... He went to the funeral. ”

Call! Hearing this, Zhang Yi's hanging heart fell to the ground.

He sat on the ground with a wry smile on his face, and his nervous mood did not calm down immediately.

"I'm sorry, boy, dragon, let me wait for you here." The foreigner stretched out his hand to Zhang Yi as he spoke.

When Zhang Yi touched his palm, the rough calluses and the hand lines that were rubbed and couldn't see anything, an abnormal intuition made him shout, "Wacker! Smile Butcher! ”

Well? Wacker laughed, thinking to himself that the child had recognized his old self.

"Wacker! I've seen your tapes, even though it's only half a disc! ”

"Half a plate?" Wacker looked at Zhang Yi in surprise, he also knew about the dragon's tape baby.

The man had told himself that the tapes in his collection would only feature the strong.

But what makes Wacker unwilling is his brilliant basketball career, is he only worthy of recording half a set?

"Who's the other half?" Wacker asked with a grim face. "George Gwen, the Iceman!" Zhang Yi thought for a while and replied.

"Oh, Iceman! I love Iceman! It's nice to be able to make a compilation album with him. Wacker's depressed expression changed.

Zhang Yi grinned, thinking that if he remembered correctly, the reason why he put the Iceman and him on the same tape was not because the two of them were at the same level, but because there were too few videos of George Gervin's playing years.

It's just that looking at Wacker's proud appearance, Zhang Yi was embarrassed to say.

"Wacker, Uncle Long asked you to wait for me here?" Zhang Yi changed the topic and asked.

Vakra walked towards the training ground with Zhang Yi, "Come on, let me see what you can do." ”

Zhang Yi followed him to the court, "Don't think too much, do what the dragon taught you and I'll take a look." Wacker pressed to hand him a basketball.

Wacker's failure to explain his intentions made Zhang Yi a little confused.

But since it was his request, Zhang Yi took a deep breath and began to dribble quickly, change direction, make a stop-and-go jump shot, and dunk......

"Not these! I can do this by any big man on the streets of the United States! Wacker shouted impatiently at Zhang Yi.

"What do you want to see?" Zhang Yi frowned and looked at Wacker. The basketball flew back and forth in the palms of his two hands.

When asked like this, Wacker rubbed his eyebrows, and to put it bluntly, he didn't know what he wanted to see.

In fact, Zhang Yi stood there, and the muscular temperament of his skeleton was enough to satisfy him.

But Wacker's expectations are more than that, what he wants to find from Zhang Yi is the temperament similar to Wang Long's fearless king when he first debuted!

"Why don't we have a game!" After saying that, Zhang Yi threw the ball to Wacker.

The latter smiled and caught the ball with one hand, "Aren't you afraid that you will be ruined by me?" ”

The gloomy smile with a chill went straight to Zhang Yi's bone marrow, and the name of the smiling butcher was really not covered.

Videos can only learn skills, but the reason why a star can stand on the top is not just a simple skill.

"Basketball makes people crazy, but in the end, it is the belief or will of each player that is difficult to tackle, which is something that belongs to personal charm or characteristics, I can't say well, but I hope you have it!"

Wacker dribbled the ball to Zhang Yi's side, he believes that a player can grow taller, gain weight, and hone his skills, but the characteristics of a person who is a dragon or a worm are innate!

"I'm not here for a player, I need a Star, a star who can make Caltech crazy!"

Zhang Yi was deeply touched by Wacker's words. This is because, on the second day when he and Uncle Long met, Uncle Long also said this to him.

What are your own qualities?

Zhang Yi has been thinking about it for so many years, but he can't find an answer for a long time.

"Idiosyncrasies! Although I don't know what my traits are yet? But I don't mind beating you first! ”

Zhang Yi's last few words were loud, "Respect the elderly!" You attack first. ”

"I don't know how to love children!"

Wacker said coldly, a wicked smile welling up at the corner of his mouth.

I'm coming!