Yang Yiming's seventh day in Fort Worth.

He was still looking for a feel in the gym of the "Hogel Basketball Center", and he was inevitably a little depressed when he read the "perfect shot" told by the old man.

The stadium was already a little deserted, and Yang Yiming's special training had not made any progress, and after losing several balls in a row that day, he couldn't help but become more and more annoyed when he listened to the sound of the basketball smashing on the basket.

At this moment, there was a burst of laughter and laughter outside the stadium.

The two men spoke in German, their voices getting closer and clearer. Although Yang Yiming can't understand German, the one who can hear one of them is Coach Hogel, who has been elusive these days.

His cheerful, spring-breezy conversation was a state he hadn't seen in the past few days. In the short exchange between Hogel and Yang Yiming, he showed coldness and seriousness, and if he wanted to analyze something else, then he would still be a little born. All in all, it has nothing to do with hearty laughter.

Who could talk to Hogel so well and make him laugh?

Is it possible?

Just the moment the name of the four-word "German Tank" flashed through Yang Yiming's mind, the door of the stadium was also pushed open. He guessed correctly, laughing more happily than Hogel, and it was the Nortian King, Dirk Nowitzki, who bent down from under the door!

Did he come back to Fort Worth, as he has done every summer for more than a decade?

If that's really the case, Yang Yiming secretly thought, then all the previous incomprehension and suspicion can be put aside: just by making a few moves with King Nuotian, his trip to Germany is already worth the ticket price!

Thinking of this, Yang Yiming plucked up his courage and greeted the two of them from afar.

"Hey." King Nuo only glanced in Yang Yiming's direction, waved his hand in response, and continued to chat with Hogel as if no one was around.

"Dirk, let me introduce you..."It was Hogel who interrupted Nowitzki after a topic ended, walked to the edge of Yang Yiming's shooting practice, and pointed at Yang Yiming.

"Dr. Yang. Yang Yiming. We've fought against him, and I know him. ”

Dirk Nowitzki's voice was deep and nasal, he shaved his short hair, revealing blonde hair that was close to his scalp, and his beard was a little wild. He leaned out half of his body from the three-point line, like an enemy general who had crossed the line of fire and came to negotiate peace, and shook hands with Yang Yiming.

Nowitzki's palm was large, and his five fingers were slender but favorable, like intertwined old roots, which firmly wrapped Yang Yiming's hand.

"Dirk, no, Mr. Nowitzki, hello!"

Yang Yiming was a little nervous, and he explained to Hogel in a self-justifying way: "We have played against each other, several times last season. It's just that I didn't expect Dirk to come today, which was completely unexpected. ”

In fact, what I thought to myself was, I don't know how long I was looking forward to this moment.

"Yes, he has to come every year, after all, I still have a lot of skills, and I haven't had time to teach him." Hogel's answer was clearly a joke.

"Don't listen to him, Mr. Yang. I'm just going to see if this old guy is still bouncing, after all, people are old, so they can't be all of a sudden..."Nowitsky rolled his eyes and made a dead expression, and then he didn't shy away from pointing at his mentor and said, "Did you say, Old Man Huo?" ”

And Hogel didn't even care about Novitsky's joke about the dead, but giggled. This couldn't help but make Yang Yiming and Yu Xiaochun next to him stunned, and they didn't know how to answer for a while.

"Ignore them." A black woman walked in from the door of the stadium and said to the two people who were at a loss: "These two men are like this, don't look at them usually very serious, and they are completely out of shape when they touch each other." I can't do anything about them, just get used to it. ”

"—isn't it, Darling?" The black woman kissed Hogel and Nowitzki respectively, and then generously shook hands with Yang Yiming and Yu Xiaochun. It doesn't need to be introduced to know that he is the wife of King Nor, Kenyan girl Jessica Olsen.

With Jessica appearing, Yang Yiming suddenly relaxed a lot, and he took the initiative to ask King Nuo Tian, "Dirk, are you here to practice this time?" I've been studying with Coach Hogel for almost a week, so we can learn from each other when we have the chance. ”

"Eh, you've been practicing for almost a week, huh?"

"That's right. How Dirk, what's the problem? ”

"No problem." Despite saying this, Nowitzki poked Hogel's waist with his finger like a child, and joked with a grin: "Old man, this is your cash cow this summer?" Accept Yiming as an apprentice, let me guess, what stunt are you going to teach to others? ”

Cash cow?! What is Nowitzki talking about?

"Do you want to teach him my 'Golden Rooster Independence'?"

Golden Rooster Independence?! Could it be that this special training still has the opportunity to learn the independence of the golden rooster? Yang Yiming's heart tightened.

"No, no, no, I figured out that you must be asking him to find some kind of 'perfect shot' feeling. You're such an old fox. ”

Does Nuo Tianwang also know about "perfect shots"? But why do you say that Hogel is an old fox? Yang Yiming was completely confused.

Hogel folded his hands and looked back innocently at Novitsky, without making any excuses. Unexpectedly, King Nuo Tian, who was joking just now, suddenly became serious when he saw that no one took his words. He spoke to Hogel in a completely different tone:

"You took Mr. Yang as an apprentice and charged them training fees, I personally have no opinion. But I just got a notice from the team when I came today, signed by the management of the Dallas Mavericks and the owner of Cuban: the team just signed European hopeful Luke Doncic this year, and they want Doncic to follow the path I took back then, and send him to Germany to worship you. But there is an additional condition to this notice, which is that Mr. Hogel cannot accept other players under the age of 25 who are 'potential to compete for NBA opportunities' as students, and I guess this condition naturally includes Mr. Yang. So when I come back today, in addition to practicing as usual, I also want to inform you about this matter: this training class of Mr. Yang, I'm afraid it will end here. ”

Call it a day?!

Yang Yiming was still surprised, Nowitzki turned half of his body and said to him again:

"Mr. Yang is really embarrassed, this incident came very suddenly, so the teacher Hogel did not inform you in advance. I've been a Mavericks player for many years, the team has been kind to me, Mr. Cuban is a very good friend of mine, and I have to support his vision unconditionally... I see that you haven't learned anything from Hogel yet, the 'perfect shot', he actually taught me, but I still can't figure out what that feels like. So I can refund you all the cost of the special training on his behalf..."

All refunded?! But—

Yang Yiming didn't say anything, his mind had already been seen through by King Nuo Tian, who softened his tone and said:

"I understand your feelings, Yiming. You plan to spend another week in Germany, and as compensation for your trip, I can learn from you, even though the teacher Hogel can't teach you anything. Well, if you can beat me with a 'blind shot', I'll teach you a trick, how about it? ”

Blind shooting?!