At Boston's Logan International Airport, Yang Yiming received a wordless voicemail message, and then after answering a phone call, he looked a little lonely and evasive.

Maybe anyone has a secret that they don't want to share with their closest people.

Perhaps, it would be most appropriate to wait for the day when the owner of the secret himself will open his heart.

At least Koharu himself, there are secrets that he has not been able to reveal for the time being.

1/

For example, the agreement between Koharu and Scott-Kalonsky II.

It's been almost two months since the two met by chance at the Rockets' away game against the Sacramento Kings. Yang Yiming, a rookie at the time, became an important rotation for the Rockets team full of wounded soldiers at this time.

The mainstay may be exaggerated, but at least it's indispensable.

It's just that...

"It's just that you don't think he's playing well enough." Unexpectedly, Kalonsky also called at this point in time. All members of the Rockets were doing pre-game training at the University Arena in Boston at this time, and Yu Xiaochun happened to be watching the game from the sidelines.

"Yes." Yu Xiaochun covered the phone with his hand and whispered to this "old friend", "Second, why did you remember to call at this time?" ”

"Are you complaining that I haven't answered your phone recently?"

"That's right. I also left a message on your voicemail, and you didn't reply. ”

"I don't think there's anything worth replying to." The old man said in a tone that didn't care.

"Nothing to reply to?" Yu Xiaochun almost screamed at this end, "I told you that I went to see your son Kalonsky III, and in Los Angeles, Yang Yiming received his special guidance, and the sealing data skyrocketed. A basketball program on China's national television also did an interview... I tell you these things, you don't care?! ”

"Nothing new."

"Nothing new?!" This time Yu Xiaochun really screamed. On the basketball court not far from him, Eric Gordon had just shot a hollow shot outside the three-point line, turned around and pretended to be angry and glared at Yu Xiaochun fiercely, so frightened that he quickly gestured sorry.

"yes, these things are expected. I told you that Yang is very talented, and anyone I've seen it can't be wrong. "Careless and triumphant, this Karonsky II is really a nasty old man.

"Then why did you call again today?" Yu Xiaochun decided to take him into the army, otherwise I am afraid that this roundabout conversation will never be able to come to an end.

"Because I feel like I need to help you again."

"Ahh

"Isn't it?"

"I don't quite understand what you mean, Yang Yiming has been playing well lately..."

"Oh, yes, then I'll hang up."

"Okay, wait, don't hang up yet!"

“…”

"Mr. Kalonsky II, your professional help is of course always more than welcome." In this situation, Yu Xiaochun can only speak softly to seek peace.

"So it's clear." Sure enough, he fell into the trap of this old guy, but unfortunately it was too late: "Then let's talk about Yiming." ”

2/

"Actually, you're right, Yang Yiming has been playing really well recently."

"But..."

"But you don't think he's playing well enough. He just did the part that he could have done himself, like the rookie part. Maybe a little better than most rookies because he's got a lot of things to do, defense, blocks, and a lot of eyeballs. But he's still a rookie and lacks the ability to change the tide of battle. He's a good soldier, but not even an ordinary general. ”

“…”

"Am I not right?"

"You're right." Yu Xiaochun had to admit that the old man on the other end of the phone is undoubtedly the top in terms of smell in the basketball field, especially in terms of players: "I just think that Yang Yiming's performance is not good enough, as you said, he seems to be a marginal person in the team's tactical system." Even with that kind of back-to-back blocks, he didn't contribute much to the team's three-game losing streak. I don't feel it when I win smoothly, but when I lose, I feel that I don't have the power to control the game at all. ”

"But his rating has gone up."

"Went up?!" Yu Xiaochun almost shouted again.

"That's right." Kalonsky II happily hung his appetite, "I told you it was 78 before, since the game against the Lakers, he has risen to 79. It's gone up a bit, I forgot to tell you, hehe. ”

"Hehe..."

Yu Xiaochun laughed twice with the old man. Looking at the court, the Rockets players are sweating and running three-point tactics, and Yang Yiming is no exception. In this drill, the entire three-point line starts from two baseline lines and is divided into nine shooting spots, with four Rockets players standing in different shooting positions and passing the ball to them by four other teammates in the circle. After receiving a pass, each person needs to make a shooting feint, and then take a sideways dribble before making a shot, and once the shot is made, the shooter must run at full speed to the next shooting point that is not adjacent to each other, and continue to receive and shoot. The practice has been going on for five minutes, and Yang Yiming's shooting percentage seems to be okay, almost half of his three-point shots are made, and he is also very energetic, often running to the shooting point before the passer can control the rebound, and shouting "ball" to remind his partner of his new position.

If it weren't for his Chinese face, he would be no different from all the Rocket players around him, Yu Xiaochun thought silently.

"So what is his rating going up? …”

"You don't need to care." Before he could finish his question, Kalonsky II interrupted him directly.

"Then what do you say I'm going to care about?" Yu Xiaochun, who was still on the rise just now, was interrupted by this, and became a little unhappy, and said angrily, "You said that you want to help Yiming, isn't that what you are helping with?" I think he can rise to 79 because of your son's methods, which has nothing to do with you..."

"You were just going to consult me, but that's not the problem, kid."

3/

"What you asked me was that you think Yang didn't play well enough, and this question has nothing to do with the rating value."

"No..." Yu Xiaochun realized that he had indeed been swayed by the numerical things just now, and his tone suddenly softened a lot.

'Of course, a higher number will definitely help him on the field.' Karonsky II's tone was also softened, "but not decisively." Even players with high rating values are likely to underperform. ”

"So... You're calling this just to tell me a good news and a bad news? ”

"Good news and bad news?"

"The good news is that Yang Yiming's value has risen a little, and the bad news is that even so, it still doesn't help his performance on the court." Yu Xiaochun was quite frustrated.

"That's what it means, hehe." The old man on the other end of the phone was happy again, laughing and saying, "How so, if you say that, I must be the one who brought you two good news." ”

"Two pieces of good news?!"

"yes, if I can't help, I won't have time to talk to you on the phone for such a long time."

"Say it quickly." The three-point shooting training on the court was over, and the coaching staff greeted Yu Xiaochun and motioned for him to come on the court to help translate and explain the next training program, "If you don't rely entirely on numbers, what else is there to do." The Rockets have lost three in a row..."

"Don't worry, the winner is the same as the rating, it's just a numerical concept..."

"I really have something urgent..."Yu Xiaochun walked towards the center of the court, urging the opposite Karonsky II, who loved to go around in circles.

"After this Boston game, I want you to see someone again. I'll send you the contact information shortly. ”

Click.

It was his turn to hang up the phone first.

I don't know what strange people like him will meet!