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As the plane landed at Chicago International Airport, one by one people stepped off the plane, black or white or yellow, all rushing to the same place.

Among them, there is a middle-aged man with short eyebrows with a black hair, yellow skin, a slight beard, and a Chinese face, his face is not very good at the moment, obviously the jet lag has not been adjusted.

Out of the airport, the middle-aged man dragged a travel bag in his right hand, rubbed his sleepy eyes vigorously with his left hand, and said to himself: "It's really troublesome, it took me so much effort to return to this damn place from Shaoguan, why did I go to Shaoguan, a third-rate city." ”

From time to time, the foreigners around cast strange glances, and they did not understand what the middle-aged man was saying, because the middle-aged man spoke standard Mandarin.

"Jet lag, it's really hard!" The middle-aged man sighed, touched his hedgehog-like hair, looked left and right at the road, and suddenly heard someone calling behind him.

"Hey Zhou, you're finally back!"

Zhou turned his head, and suddenly smiled, and a bald black man in a black suit with not too dark skin and thick lips like sausages beckoned to him.

“F*ck！” Zhou smiled and took a few steps forward, came to the bald head, and patted him on the shoulder: "Fly, didn't you say you couldn't come!" ”

Fly is the nickname of the bald black man in a suit in front of Zhou, and in this place in Illinois, how many people who are engaged in basketball don't know the existence of the nickname Uncle Sam?

The reason why he is called a fly is because his surname is Fry, his name is Scott, because he is called Fry, and he is as annoying as a fly in basketball, so the relevant people gave him such a nickname, and for a time the name of the fly made a big fuss in Chicago.

"Zhou, I just said to see the situation, maybe at this point I'm still asleep at home my lazy pig sleep, it's Mary's damn woman, early or late, born at four o'clock in the morning! I didn't see Los Angeles at 4 a.m., but I did see Chicago Medical Center at 4 a.m.! Scott Fry said indignantly.

"Oh my God, don't let that Contney guy know what you said, you're going to die a miserable death, you know, Mary is his woman!" Zhou pretended to be a little scared and said.

Frye waved his hand and said, "Mary is not the only woman he has!" ”

"That's true!" Zhou and Frye took a taxi to Fry's cabin.

"Zhou, why did you go back to the United States!" Frye glanced at Zhou, who was closing his eyes and recuperating, but he couldn't help the question in his heart and asked the question.

"I, Leehom Zhou, came back to Chicago to find myself!" Yes, this person who came to the United States is by no means the same name and surname, it is the head coach of Shaoguan No. 4 Middle School, Zhou Leehom.

"Haha......" Frye laughed, if Zhou Leehom opened his eyes at this moment, he would definitely find that the corners of Frye's eyes were a little moist. Frye laughed and said, "Do you remember your hungry name?" ”

"Of course, I call it success!" Zhou Leehom raised the decibels.

"I don't understand how you were decadent ten years ago!" Frye rubbed his eyes and said sincerely.

"Don't mention that!" Zhou Leehom's tone was a little harsh.

Frye covered his mouth, he understood that he had mentioned the taboo, and quickly shut up, and after a while, he said, "Anyway, I'm glad that we can fight together again." ”

……

At seven o'clock in the morning in Chicago, nine o'clock in the evening Beijing time, Wu Yichen carried a basketball on his back to the nearest park court to the school. There are four halves in this park, all of which are illuminated, and all four halves are full of people playing.

"It's a big night, and you still call me out, don't you have to study on your own!" Zhang Fan said thoughtlessly, it stands to reason that dormitory students need to study at night, of course, the basketball team has the privilege of not using it.

"There's a big fight today." Wu Yichen's tone was more solemn, and he couldn't see what his expression was at night.

"What about the goal?" Zhang Fan yawned, put his hands behind his head, and said sleepily.

"I don't know." Wu Yichen shook his head, because he hadn't seen what the man in black looked like when he played, and he didn't know what he looked like, so he was still a little unhappy, but he felt that the person who could challenge him should be the best in this kind of wild court.

"I don't know?" Zhang Fan's eyes widened, Wu Yichen was startled, it was really scary to see the whites of Zhang Fan's eyes in the dark.

"I don't know, I just don't know, I don't know what he looks like." Wu Yichen muttered, Zhang Fan said angrily: "You have been blowing with me for so long, how about a master, how about challenging you yesterday and making you unable to sleep or something, you are now coming to tell me that you don't know who he is, your brain is not broken, right?" ”

"Intuition, intuition!" Wu Yichen smiled, "Even if he doesn't come, we can be a challenge!" ”

Zhang Fan glared at Wu Yichen fiercely: "Damn, in order to accompany you, Lao Tzu skipped the evening self-study, not to mention, it turned out that he was here to provoke the scene!" ”

"Come on, don't be angry!" Wu Yichen smiled, took Zhang Fan to the side of a half-court, sat on the bench, and began to watch.

Wu Yichen was lucky, and the half he was sitting in was the one with the highest level. This game is a three-on-three bullfight, which is the old rule, four balls are played, and there are two teams off the field waiting for the end of the game on the field, waiting for their next play.

"Bell!" The first team has failed to attack three times in a row, and the defensive intensity is relatively high, Wu Yichen guessed that it should be so stalemate when it was 3 to 3, and finally threw the ball in, and the losing team had to walk off the field in despair.

Isn't he there? Wu Yichen had a question in his heart.

The two stayed bored for ten minutes, and found that there was really no target to look for, and Wu Yichen suffered.

"Come on, don't hit me!" Wu Yichen shouted in frustration, "I'll take you to beat them a few times, won't one of them leave!" ”

"That's pretty much it." Zhang Fan put his hands away and sat down with his hands on his hips.

"Sit a fart, go kick!" Just when Zhang Fan sat down, Wu Yichen pushed Zhang Fan hard, Zhang Fan was about to get angry, but Wu Yichen had already walked to the field, and just happened to be beaten down on the field again.

"Hey, add a wave!"

……

"Fly, you're messing around in this place right now?" Zhou Leehom looked at the small school in front of him with some amusement and said disdainfully.

Frye pouted: "Damn, there have been some situations recently, I have been transferred to this hellish place, don't look at him a little younger, in less than five years, this school will make the whole of Illinois terrified!" ”

Zhou Leehom laughed: "It's just you, even if you wait for the Brooklyn Nets to win the championship, you can't accomplish this goal!" ”

Fry glared at Zhou Leehom: "You don't believe it? Zhou, let me tell you, nothing is good at this shit school, it's the basketball team! Come with me. ”

Frye walked into the school, Zhou Leehom followed behind, and did not forget to say mockingly: "I don't know what the name of this school is!" ”

"Renault High School, I think, you're going to mess with me here in the future!" Frye paused, as if he was very dissatisfied with the concrete floor.

"I think I only have two months!" Zhou Leehom coughed.

Frye stopped, turned to look at Zhou Leehom: "When does your high school league start?" ”

"March!" Zhou Leehom immediately replied.

"Is it enough to get back to your old self? Hehe......" Fry continued to take Zhou Leehom to Zhou Leehom's strange place.

"I just saw your cabin, it just sucks!" Zhou Leehom scolded with a smile.

"I'm not a rich man." Frye said casually, and suddenly saw a small black man who was not tall or short, about 1.75 meters tall, and the target was locked at once.

The little black man was also startled when he saw Frye, as if he had seen a demon, and turned around and ran. Frye yelled, "Hey, Jack, you bastard, why don't you go to training!" ”

Frye was about to catch up, but Jack's speed was not comparable to that of the nearly fifty-year-old Frye, even though Frye's nickname was The Fly.

Black Jack ran straight out of Frye's sight, and thought disdainfully: In the whole of Illinois, the last thing you are afraid of is you old man! But what the hell is it today, I can actually see you in the morning! Bill, they're really unlucky, they're going to have devil training again in the morning!

"Damn Jack, run faster than a monkey!" Frye shook his fist viciously and scolded unpleasantly.

Zhou Leehom laughed: "Oh, I never thought that when flies can't figure people, who is that guy?" ”

"His name is Jack Robertson, and he's a famous thorn in the varsity team!" Frye just smiled coldly, "Although he has talent and speed, but people who don't follow discipline in front of me will never succeed!" By the time school starts in the spring, he'll not be in our squad! ”

"Oh!" Zhou Leehom smiled and applauded, "It seems that you have nothing wrong with him!" ”

"Hmph, hurry up, Zhou, you know that my patience is limited, and the training place is about to arrive." Frye quickened his pace and led Zhou Leehom through a small grove, behind which was the school's open-air basketball court.

Zhou Leehom raised his eyebrows, could it be that the training place of this school is the open-air basketball court? Doesn't this school even have the money to build a basketball hall?

Frye saw Leehom Zhou's thoughts: "Hey, the stadium is being worked on now, and it can be used next year!" ”

"Why didn't I see anyone?" Zhou Leehom asked strangely.

Frye looked at Zhou Leehom like an idiot: "It's Christmas holiday time!" It's the only one like me who will be with you! ”

"And what happened to that Jack just now?"

"He's the exception!"

……

"Brush!" The ball hollowed into the net, and Wu Yichen scored four goals in a row and successfully knocked the opponent down.

"it?!" The person defending Wu Yichen suddenly jumped up, just now this person only brought one person to form a team of two or three, and was ridiculed by all of them at the beginning, but as soon as he came on the field, it seemed that he had never let his team touch the ball again.

"Is this guy hanging?" The other man said dumbfounded.

Wu Yichen was in a bad mood, he felt that he had been released a pigeon, he felt very unhappy, looking at the opponent who was still standing in front of him stupidly, he suddenly grabbed the ball and rushed into the inner line. Two steps and one step, both feet jumped hard, flying in the air elegantly, soft but domineering the ball into the basket with one hand.

"Ahh Zhang Fan screamed, he didn't expect Wu Yichen to be really angry, just being released by a person he didn't know, he didn't need to be so angry, right?

The man standing under the basket suddenly sat down on the ground, beads of sweat on his forehead, obviously frightened.

The other people who were playing were also frightened by the sound of the dunk, and they all turned their eyes to the court where Wu Yichen was.

"Hey, don't go overboard!" Zhang Fan faintly felt that something was wrong, went up and grabbed Wu Yichen's shoulder, and said dissuasively.

Wu Yichen was stunned, because he saw a person walking out of the corner of the court, from the darkness of the corner, this person was the man in black he saw yesterday.

Someone in this scene recognized the man in black and was overjoyed when he saw him: "Boss! ”

Someone came to kick the field, and they were so arrogant, the boss in their mouth came, why weren't they excited? Usually this boss is a dragon who sees the head and the tail, and suddenly fights with them, and suddenly hides in the corner, and he only appears at night.

"You're here!" Wu Yichen said coldly.

Zhang Fan was startled, and looked at Wu Yichen's gaze, could this be the man in black that Wu Yichen said?

The man in black still wears a hat, and his black dress is quite mysterious at night, and it seems to suit his style very well.

The man in black nodded, still in that strange voice, "I've been waiting." ”

Wu Yichen pursed his lips: "Soon!" Just arrived. ”

"Just now, you should use it as a warm-up, let's start now." The man in black walked into the arena as he spoke, and as soon as he waved, the people who were standing on the field in a daze just now reacted and retreated.

"You're the boss here, huh?" Wu Yichen looked left and right at the people who had gathered around, and smiled strangely.

The man in black didn't speak, but glanced at Zhang Fan next to him, Zhang Fan also retreated in interest, and only the man in black and Wu Yichen were left in the field.

"You go first." The man in black spoke very briefly and threw the ball directly to Wu Yichen.

After Wu Yichen received the ball, he threw the ball back with greater force, and the man in black was a little embarrassed when he received the ball, took a step back, and the audience booed.

"You haven't named your name yet!" Wu Yichen was obviously serious.

The man in black was silent for a moment and said, "You just need to call me M." (To be continued.) )