Shuangqing International Airport.

A direct flight to Seattle slowly took off, Deng Hongfei sat in the spacious first-class cabin, silently looking at the blue sky and white clouds outside the window, and suddenly felt that his mood was like this clear sky, becoming thorough.

There are few people in the huge cabin, and it is extremely quiet compared to the economy class at the back.

He looked at a pair of purple-gold knee pads embroidered with Kobe's "scabbard" logo in his hand, touched the coldness in his hand, and lost his mind, and there was a line of carefully sewn Chinese Juanxiu font on the knee pads, "May your future be a sea and a sky." ”

Liu Min said that it was a parting gift from someone who did not want to be named.

The origin is mysterious, and the workmanship is extremely fine.

Deng Hongfei's mind saw many figures, full of confusion.

Who could it be?

With such doubts, I thought of the parting words of my friends in China, my father's encouraging smile and my mother's reluctant cold expression.

He had mixed feelings for a while.

"If you go this time, within a year, if you can't enter the NBA again, you won't want to touch basketball again for the rest of your life!"

"Good!"

These two sentences of dialogue are Chen Linna's ultimatum reluctantly, and they are also Deng Hongfei's strong guarantee to break the boat.

If you don't succeed, you will be benevolent.

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Landing at Seattle-Tacoma International Airport with great antichagrin and stepping into this familiar and unfamiliar land.

Deng Hongfei took a deep breath, swallowed the cool and comfortable air into his stomach in one gulp, divided into wisps and dispersed, penetrating his heart, spleen and heart.

Shake your head, cheer up slightly, dispel the thick fatigue and sleepiness and embark on the journey.

Along the way, bathed in the breeze, walking in the crowd.

There was a dreamy feeling in my chest.

It seems that he never left, but just had a dream of returning to China......

Follow the memory to the campus of the University of Washington.

The Gothic building with a strong medieval classical art color makes people feel like they are instantly in the Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry in the world of Harry Potter.

The misty water vapor gently licked the scent of the earth, grass and trees on his face, and the green land was full of green as far as the eye could see.

Many youthful people lie on it freely, comfortably closing their eyes, or reading books, or talking to each other with a heartfelt smile, which makes people can't help but rise up the idea of following the trend and conforming to the herd, find a place to lie down, take your hands as a pillow, breathe deeply, and look up at this blue and clear dome, so that your mind will become broad.

In this relaxed and comfortable atmosphere, Deng Hongfei dragged his suitcase and walked with an inappropriate and swift pace, and found the gymnasium of the University of Washington with ease.

Although there is still a week to go until Christmas, you can already feel the imminent atmosphere of the holiday season in many corners.

Two large Christmas trees are erected at the entrance, and red, green and white decorations are hung around.

"Hey, dear Chris, my child who has been worrying about you day and night, finally meeting you again, thank goodness ......"

A man wearing a baseball cap and a stubble that has been baptized by time walked up.

His eyes were deep and sparkling with wisdom, fifty or sixty years old, and his smile was sincere and hearty.

"Coach, I'm back."

Deng Hongfei pursed his lips and smiled.

The man in front of him is his mentor, the head coach of the men's basketball team at the University of Washington, Lorenzo Romar.

The master and apprentice hugged each other vigorously.

"It's good to come back, it's good to come back, come, I'll take you in to see the spirit of our team this year."

He enthusiastically pulled Deng Hongfei and went deeper.

"How's it going, does your knee feel anything unusual?"

On the way, Romar asked with concern.

Deng Hongfei nodded, "The recovery is very good, there should be no problem." ”

"Well, I can see that." Romar scoffed, "Otherwise, you wouldn't be able to beat Duke like a madman." ”

Deng Hongfei grinned embarrassedly.

The two quickly walked to the inside of the stadium, and at a glance they could see the players on the field who were conducting fast-paced offensive and defensive training, and seeing these young faces wearing blue and white training uniforms, Deng Hongfei felt like a world away.

He seems to dream back to February this year, and he is also running on the pitch like this, preparing hard for the next crazy three.

"Haha, don't you seem to see your own shadow?"

Romar seemed to see what his lover was thinking.

Deng Hongfei bowed, "It's a little regrettable." ”

"It's a pity, but it's not too late to be able to return with full blood, and then your task is to accept the special training I gave you and prepare for the upcoming Nike Summit, where you will represent the world team."

Romar patted him on the shoulder, "How's it going, are you ready?" ”

Deng Hongfei naturally has no opinion, but he has something unclear, "Coach, what do you mean...... Special training? Don't I train with them? ”

After speaking, he pointed to the players in the field.

"Of course not." Romar shook his head with a serious look on his face, "Listen, kid, you've got to do well at the Nike Summit this year and then shine in the next joint tryouts and get into the NBA's goddamn scouts, so your dose is definitely not on par with them." ”

"You've got to work hard to get into the NBA."

"Terrence (Terrence Rose) and Tony (Tony Rotten) got their wish last year and you're no worse than them, so don't let up."

Romar patted him firmly on the shoulder, "So from tomorrow onwards, every morning at six o'clock, you come here to me, and I have already assigned you a training plan......"

"No, Coach." Deng Hongfei shook his head suddenly.

Seeing this, Romar asked suspiciously, "What?" Still have questions? ”

"There are no problem coaches, but I want to start officially from today."

"Today?" Romar blinked, "Oh, dear Chris, are you sure you don't need to adjust to the jet lag and get some rest?" ”

"No, I feel like I'm full of fighting spirit." Deng Hongfei raised his right hand and bent upwards to squeeze out the biceps, and patted it with his other hand to indicate that he was in good shape.

"No, no, no, listen to me, kid." Romar shook his head repeatedly, "Although it seems to be diligent, it is easy to make your body tired, so you can't do this, you only have one task now, and that is to take care of your spirit." ”

After he finished speaking, he suddenly put his hand in his pocket, smiled and threw something over, "Go, the address is hanging on it, and I will help you find a place to live." ”

"Go ahead, Chris."

After saying that, Romar couldn't help but force Deng Hongfei, who was unhappy and wanted to train, out of the arena, and slapped the latter's ass hard, waving his hand, "Have a good dream." ”

In this regard, Deng Hongfei was silent, he spread out his hand, threw away the key handed over by Romar, and walked towards the residence helplessly......