There is always a Western proverb that God closes a door for someone, but opens a window for him.

Wang Lei is not very clear about the origin of this sentence, but Wang Lei has a different opinion on this sentence.

Wang Lei always felt that the door was much bigger than the window, and it was more convenient to enter and exit, and compared to the door, there were more thieves who walked through the window.

Just like himself, if he hadn't broken his leg and hadn't lost his family, maybe he would have been the soul of the national team and the core of a world-renowned professional team by now. But it's a pity that Wang Lei's "door" was closed, if it weren't for the integration of Wang Lei's soul in the earth's time and space, maybe there would be no Wang Lei at all now.

If you haven't lost, you will never know how much you have lost and how hard life is.

So Wang Lei cherishes his current life very much, he didn't use his advantages to step into the entertainment industry, because he knows that there are too many rights and wrongs in this circle, and now in his limited life, Wang Lei hopes that he will not be so irritable, and he is more willing to pay hard "labor" in order to be with Ma Dongmei.

Azgul? Maimaiti did not fool Wang Lei and others, her younger brother is indeed a little special, which can be seen from the dress and appearance of this child who is about the same height as Xue Yongjiang when he arrived.

Even though it was about to enter winter, the sun in Wushi was still quite dazzling, but Azgul's younger brother unexpectedly wrapped himself tightly, and there was a pair of huge sunglasses hanging on his face, this outfit made Xue Yongjiang a little unaccustomed to it at first.

"Coach, this is my brother Turgon, he has loved basketball since he was a child, he has been practicing all the time, come, Turgon, say hello to the coach."

Azgul, who knew Wang Lei's specific identity, had great respect for Wang Lei after her younger brother had the hope of continuing to play basketball, and her expression and tone were very flattering.

Compared to Azgul, who is a section taller than Turgon? Maimaiti didn't seem to be good at dealing with strangers, he subconsciously rubbed his gloved hands, wanted to stretch out his hand to shake hands, but suddenly retracted, and then smiled at everyone, the opening and closing of the corners of his mouth seemed very small.

"Hey, why are you not sensible, you are still so tightly wrapped in the house after entering the house, can't you speak Chinese?"

Although Xue Yongjiang is quite pitiful to Azgul, but Turgon's series of behaviors since his arrival have made him a little dissatisfied, so he spoke very politely, from this point you can see what Xue Yongjiang's temper is, it is precisely because of his temper that he has been arranged in the youth team, the Qingshui Yamen.

"Yes, yes, good coach."

The duck's voice speaks to Turgon's age, and his trembling voice also speaks to his somewhat timid character.

"Turgon, take off your hat and sunglasses, don't be afraid, these coaches are good people."

Azgul said to Turgun in Uyghur language, Wang Lei didn't understand it at all, but Aili? Mai Haiti translated it to Wang Lei in a timely manner.

Turgun glanced at Azgul with some confusion, then took off his gloves, took off his sunglasses, and took off his hat, and his full appearance was displayed in front of Wang Lei and others.

I have to admit that Turgun has the "beautiful" appearance of his sister, but his snow-white hair, pale blue pupils, and milky white skin with a hint of pink on his body all indicate his "specialness".

"You ......"

Xue Yongjiang regretted his reckless tone just now, he obviously knew about this disease, yes, Turgon? Maimaiti is an albinist.

"Coach, I know that my brother is different from others, he has liked basketball since he was a child, but his illness, many people are reluctant to join him, he practices by himself every day, he practices very hard and seriously, coach, you give me a chance to try it, whether it works or not, my heart is clear."

Azgul expressed his emotions in Chinese, which he was not proficient in, indeed, for this younger brother, their family was heartbroken, there were always some people who said that Turgun was not suitable for coming to this world, but Azgul has always thought that his younger brother is no worse than others, Azgul dropped out of school to work after graduating from junior high school, and has been helping his younger brother, hoping that his younger brother can live a happy life one day.

Turgon? Although he was just sixteen years old, he had experienced a lot of strange eyes since he was a child, growing up in this atmosphere, Turgun was more mature than many of his peers, he clearly remembered that he was rejected by other coaches every time, from primary school to middle school, from middle school to now, and even Turgun once felt that he had no hope of continuing to play basketball, but for the sake of his sister, he could only try hard, He was very afraid to see the strange and pitiful eyes of others, and at the same time he was afraid that the other party's rejection would make his sister sad, as for himself, hehe, he was actually used to it.

"How many years have you been playing basketball?"

Wang Lei did feel pity for Turgun at first sight, he knew very well how a child like Turgun would live if he had this kind of disease, no matter what, maybe he should let the other party give it a try.

"It's been ten years, and my sister gave me a leather ball when I was six years old, and I played with it when I didn't have any friends to play with."

Turgun was calm at this time, he was indeed a little scared and worried when he first came, but at this time he figured it out again, it would be good to have such a chance to give it a try, at least the other party let him try.

Because of his fear of light, Turgun often practiced basketball in his own small room, he could not play with other people, and there was no one to teach him, Turgun could only figure it out on his own through television and some collected information, compared to other children, Turgon's illness gave him great patience.

"Haven't you ever played? Have you been coached by any other coach? ”

"No, we are from southern Xinjiang, where there are few basketball players and few coaches, and they don't want me."

"And how do you practice?"

"Watching TV, reading books, my sister bought me a computer from her part-time job, and I learned a lot by watching videos."

Hearing this, Xue Yongjiang and Ai Li actually didn't have much hope for Turgon, after all, they had never received professional training, and their age was also a problem, they were both sixteen years old, and it was too late to have talent.

However, Wang Lei really wants to let the other party give it a try now, compared to other professionally trained children, the "special" Turgun in front of him is purely like a blank piece of paper, there is a way that white paper is easy to paint, Wang Lei really wants to try to see if he can train this young man.

"Let's go, go to the arena and give it a try."