Chapter Eighty-Eight: This Is California
October days in California are cool and pleasant with gusting autumn winds.
If Roy had been a few years younger, he might have heard the famous "Hotel California."
Stepping off the plane, Roy officially set foot on the soil of the United States of America.
He vaguely remembered that in a daze, he was still calculating how to add points, how to train, and then he fell asleep.
American high school students must be very strong, Roy has long thought about it, he must be a blockbuster, let the Yankees see the power of Chinese players.
Now he still has 3,816 attribute points in his hand, and his fan value is an astonishing 332,510, which is enough to take Roy's ability to the next level, of course, this matter is not in a hurry now.
As soon as he got out, Su Dong picked up his mobile phone and started the live broadcast, he was seizing every opportunity to gather popularity for Roy, but there were not many people watching the live broadcast at this point.
Regarding the residence of Roy's mother and son, Su Dong has already arranged it, and in addition, he himself will accompany Roy in the United States for about two weeks, which mainly has to deal with Roy's enrollment and playing.
You must know that Yilan's English ability is almost zero, and Roy has not improved his English level much after more than a month of bad supplements, at least for now, Roy is still inseparable from Su Dong.
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An hour's drive took them to the fabled city of Chino hills.
It's a beautiful, safe, and livable city, and there's hardly any high-rise buildings to see here, which can be said to be completely different from Roy's feeling in Shanghai.
It is another new city with a high concentration of Chinese after Walnut and Diamond Bar, with about 20% of the population currently being Chinese.
Located in the heart of Chinogang City, Roy and Elan's new home is a Chinese apartment with a clean, modern interior, excellent amenities, and a short distance from Roy's school.
Considering Yilan's language communication skills and Roy's schooling problems, Su Dong chose this place.
After settling in Ilan, Su Dong and Roy got up and went to the second stop of this American trip, Chino Gang High School.
As I said before, the apartment is not far from the school, so Su Dong took Roy to enjoy the scenery all the way and walked slowly, and soon came to the legendary Chinogang High School.
A quiet, unpretentious high school, again without any fancy architecture, and like the entire city of Chinogang, it maintains a low-key luxury.
Su Dong led Roy to apply for student registration first, and then the two hurried to the gymnasium, but unfortunately they bumped into the closing time.
Seeing this, Su Dong took care of Roy and asked him to take a look casually but don't walk around, and went to find the team's head coach Steve Buck.
Unexpectedly, not long after Su Dong left, a chubby middle-aged man shook over and opened the door of the stadium, and it was three o'clock in the afternoon, and Roy took the opportunity to get in.
Compared to the unpretentious outside, the basketball hall at Chinogang High School is quite modern, with oily floors, towering hoops, and large and neat auditoriums.
Seeing the basketball court, Roy couldn't help but look forward to the time of playing basketball, he imagined himself dribbling the basketball, passing the opponent one by one, and then sprinting with all his strength, straight to the basket, and a tomahawk dunk.
"Bang". Roy's imaginary offense ended with a perfect dunk, and he hung contentedly on the basket with one hand, closing his eyes and fantasizing about the cheers of the crowd.
"Oh." There were really people cheering.
Roy opened his eyes, and there were three people standing in front of him, one black, one white, and one yellow, exactly matching the three colors.
Seeing Roy's unfamiliar, tall Asian face hanging alone from the basket, the three of them couldn't help but look twice, and Roy jumped down.
The white mixed-race guy with yellow hair and curly hair in the middle was the first to speak, who did he probably mean by Roy? Why is it in the basketball arena?
Roy listened to it three times in a row, throwing out countless "pardons" before he understood the meaning.
But his expression is equally difficult, how can he say that he is a new student and wants to join the basketball team? Roy struggled with his brain.
In the end, the basketball in the white guy's hand inspired Roy, only to see Roy pointing to himself, and then pointing to the basketball in the white guy's arms, and gestured twice, probably meaning that I was new and wanted to join the basketball team.
Roy worked hard, but the white guy couldn't understand what he meant.
He naughtily winked eyes with the other two buddies, "Hey, look, this Asian friend wants to try basketball with me, do you want to play with him?" β
"Hey, LaMelo, you're saying this against your will, who doesn't know your careful thinking, you're the most vocal LaMelo, don't take advantage of the coach to come and learn from our new friend." The black guy next to him began to fan the flames at this time.
"Listen to the accent he should be Chinese, LaMelo, and compare with him." Another Asian guy is also instigating.
This "LaMelo" seemed to be waiting for the support of the two buddies for a long time, he didn't say a word, picked up the basketball and stretched out his right fist at Roy, "Hey, buddy, I accept your challenge, let's compare." β
Of course, Roy was also confused when he heard this, but he saw that the white man stretched out his right fist, so he also learned to stretch out his right fist, and the two of them punched lightly, and "LaMelo" slapped the ball and walked to the nearest basket.
How is this? Want to play?
Roy realized that the punch just now was not polite.
"Hey, you, our ...... LaMelo wants to ...... Playing basketball with you......" The Asian guy explained to Roy in very non-standard Chinese.
Are you really looking for me to play basketball? Interestingly, Roy was so energetic, he didn't expect to be able to touch basketball as soon as he stepped on the soil of the United States of America, which was an unexpected happiness.
According to the rules that the Chinese guy struggled to explain: the two sides play 11 balls, the first 11 goals wins, if there is a draw, you need to "win by two", that is, you must win two points, the offensive and defensive conversion adopts the "take everything back" rule, which means that no matter what, you have to make three points, in addition, the three-point shot counts as 2 points, and the two-point shot counts as 1 point, and there are no free throws.
The rules weren't too complicated, and Roy understood them right away.
"LaMelo" is quite generous, he took the initiative to hand over the first attack to Roy, instead of using the method of free throws, in his opinion, winning this Chinese boy who is nearly ten centimeters taller than himself is not a problem at all.
"LaMelo, don't push too hard later, remember to save some face for this guest." The black guy began to fan the flames again, and then there was the Asian guy who was the translator, and he lost no time in following up with two sentences: "Lamelo, you're welcome, I'm Korean, you can go and fight." β
Hearing the cheering "LaMelo" of the two buddies, he grinned and said with a smile: "You also heard it, then I'll fight you with five points of strength." β
Roy didn't have time to think about what the three teases were talking about, his mind was full of basketballs.
βCheckγβ "LaMelo" made a gesture, this kick-off method is the same as in China, you have to hand the ball to the opponent first.
After the change of hands, Roy regained the basketball, and the competition officially began.
"Then let's get started." Roy took a step, and the smile on "LaMelo's" face suddenly froze......