On October 14, the team trained.

Early in the morning, Ye Feng had just arrived at the locker room, and several people from Capono surrounded him.

"Hey, Ye, you're famous now!"

Gerani took the opportunity to hand over a few newspapers, Ye Feng took them and looked at them, his face turned black directly.

The sports section of every newspaper reported on the Cavaliers and Bucks, and the focus was not on the outcome of the game, but on the clashes.

Especially Ye Feng's two two-meter-tall men in an instant, and Kukoqi was so frightened that he sat down on the ground.

"This is a martial artist who has been delayed by basketball! 》

NBA Bruce Lee! 》

"A mysterious power from the land of the East! 》

These are relatively good, and some extreme newspapers are directly sprayed.

Violence on the pitch, what about your sportsmanship? 》

Violent Basketball, Get Out of the NBA! 》

Basketball doesn't need violence! 》

These articles directly pointed at Ye Feng, believing that Ye Feng's behavior was an insult to basketball, a desecration of sports, and should be severely punished, and even the opportunity to participate in professional leagues should be banned.

"These people are too much, they report at will if they don't know the situation, and the conflict was not provoked by Ye Feng, why don't they scold that bastard Mason! Obviously, he did it first! ”

Darius was indignant.

Ye Feng shook his head and didn't speak, last night, he had experienced something even more strange.

There was a local Chinese martial arts association in Cleveland who invited him to be a senior member, and there were even guys who were obsessed with Chinese kung fu who wanted to worship him as a teacher.

In the training session, the head coach Paul was calm and did not mention last night's events again.

All the training, as always, running tactics, basic training.

Then the chief assistant coach Brandon instructed Ye Feng to practice the jump shot in the confrontation.

It's a pity that Ye Feng's confrontation is indeed a little weak and ineffective, and the coaching staff doesn't look satisfied.

The basic open three-point shot, Ye Feng shot 10 of 10.

In the middle of running, Ye Feng can also make 7 of 10 shots.

After switching to the jump shot after the confrontation, Ye Feng only made 2 of 10 shots.

You must know that James, who has an extremely poor mid-to-long range shot, also has a 20% shooting rate after the confrontation.

Of course, James' empty three-point shot rate was less than 30%, which shows that the confrontation has little impact on James, far less than the impact on Ye Feng.

At the end of the training session, everyone went back to their homes.

James finished packing up and was about to go home with his bag, but as soon as he walked out of the locker room, he heard a snap! Syllable! Syllable! sounds.

"Anyone else practicing?"

James looked down from the upper floors and saw someone training alone on the court, training jump shots over and over again.

Look at the back, it's a big 24.

James's heart moved, he originally planned to go home for muscle training, but now he has a new idea.

As soon as he wanted, James returned to the locker room again and changed into the Cavaliers' No. 23 jersey.

......

At 10 o'clock in the evening, Ye Feng and James were lying at the logo in the center of the basketball court, gasping for breath.

The two fought dozens of bullfights, and went to the team restaurant for a nutritious meal in the middle, and then took a break before fighting again.

"Ye, you bastard, won't you be tired?"

James looked at the ceiling of the arena and complained.

James's physical fitness is already a monster, and many people in his previous life called him a physical monster.

But until the last round, James couldn't run, and Ye Feng could still desperately defend closely, although the effect was not good.

"But I still lost!"

Ye Feng gasped and responded.

In dozens of bullfights, most of the results were 10:2 and 10:3, and the best one, Ye Feng also played 10:5.

Ye Feng's shortcoming is the confrontation problem, but James is good at confrontation, and this result is not surprising at all.

"Well, let's wait until tomorrow night to fight again. I'm going home, you should leave early! ”

James climbed up from the floor.

Seriously, what he cares about most is not the problem of physical fitness, but Ye Feng's mentality.

When he was a student at St. Mary's High School, James also had many one-on-one battles with his classmates, and the result was naturally that James, the big devil, won a big victory.

After a few fights, those classmates began to beg for mercy and surrender, and gave up directly.

There has never been one like Ye Feng, who has been able to get up from the ground every time and defend with all his might.

This guy doesn't seem to know what it means to be scared and what it means to give up.

This paranoia made James feel an inexplicable pressure.

"By the way, my agent has inquired, and the team is likely to arrange an interview for you in the near future."

James said abruptly before leaving.

As the core of the team, the news that James can hear is not comparable to Ye Feng.

"Not interested!"

Ye Feng refused without even thinking about it.

He's on the cusp of the storm right now, and he didn't like that kind of thing in the first place.

What's more, as a nobody, Ye Feng couldn't think of anything worth interviewing, did he have to ask himself why he was so able to fight?

"Nope! You'll be interested, those people are from Houston. ”

James smiled mysteriously and left an inexplicable word.

From Houston?

Ye Feng is a little inexplicable, what's wrong with Houston? He didn't know anyone.

couldn't figure it out, Ye Feng didn't want to, took a shower and changed clothes, turned off the lights and closed the door, and drove the pickup back to the apartment.

October 15th, early in the morning.

As soon as Ye Feng got up, he received a phone call, opposite Brandon Malone.

"Ye, stay in the apartment, don't go out. I'll be there soon, with your friends! ”

Brandon speaks without a head.

Ye Feng was dizzy, but he still listened to Brandon's words, and Brandon would not harm him.

Fifteen minutes later, Ye Feng opened the door to the apartment.

In the doorway stood Brandon and three yellow-skinned men.

“Surprise！ Ye, I didn't expect it, I brought your compatriots and relatives. ”

Brandon said loudly.

"Introduction, this is the ...... of Huaxia CCTV"

"Zhang Weiping Zhang guides!"

Before Brandon finished speaking, Ye Feng blurted out.

The leader of the three Huaxia people was about 50 years old, with a few gray hairs on his head, and he was a few centimeters taller than Ye Feng.

How could Ye Feng not know him, in his previous life, Ye Feng almost watched all the games of the Huaxia basketball team listening to his voice.

Zhang Zhengping, a meritorious figure in Chinese basketball, was known as the Asian Magician and Asia's No. 1 small forward when he played. After retiring, he engaged in commentary, translation, and communication scholars, and made indelible contributions to Chinese basketball.

In 2018, before Ye Feng's rebirth, Director Zhang was nearly 70 years old and was still running for Chinese basketball.

This is a respectable Chinese basketball man who has dedicated his life to Chinese basketball.

"Hahaha, I didn't expect Xiao Ye to know me. You don't mind if I call you that, do you? ”

Director Zhang asked in English.

"Of course I don't mind, Director Zhang, you can speak Chinese."

Ye Feng looked at the other two Chinese people, carrying long guns and short cannons, all of which were camera equipment, and it seemed that they were going to be broadcast to China.

Speaking Chinese, they should feel more familiar.

"That's great!"

Director Zhang smiled even more happily.

He checked Ye Feng's information before he came, Ye Feng was raised by his uncle in the United States when he was very young, and he was still worried that Ye Feng could not speak Chinese, so he used English before.

Ye Feng hurriedly invited everyone into the apartment.

As soon as the exchange began, Ye Feng learned that it turned out that Huaxia Erping (Zhang Weiping, Sun Zhengping) was filming Yao Ming in the second grade in Houston.

Later, the conflict at the Quick Loan Arena broke out, shocking the North American basketball community, and Erping naturally knew about it.

After the report, the two soldiers were divided into two routes.

Sun Zhengping continued to follow Yao Ming and Zhang Weiping to Cleveland and interview Ye Feng.

You must know that in 2003, there were only three Chinese players in the NBA, Yao Ming, Wang Zhizhi, and Battle, all of whom were interior players, and the latter two were still marginal people who couldn't play.

The whole world thinks that Huaxia can only produce excellent big men, and the defenders are worse than the other, and they can only mix in Asia.

As soon as a Chinese guard like Ye Feng appeared, the entire Chinese basketball world was excited.

What the? You say the Chinese defenders can't do it?

So why was Ye Feng able to enter the world's most advanced basketball league?

Ye Feng's appearance in the NBA proves that Chinese guards can also find a living space in the world's top basketball leagues.

Chinese people, no worse than others!