"So what should I do?" Yang Fan actually has a plan in his heart, he thinks that from the current situation, the best way is to find a strong team to stay, not to let himself be wasted, and then find a way to contact Coach Zheng, he vaguely remembers that just a few months ago, he also mentioned to Yang Fan about recommending him to the national team. Thinking www.biquge.info of this, Yang Fan asked again: "Have you heard that the men's Asian Basketball Championship has changed coaches?" ”

"I don't know, isn't it that foreigner?" Zhou Xiaochuan didn't know.

"Is there any news about this lately?" Yang Fan knew that Zhou Xiaochuan generally watched the news and only cared about football.

"I don't know, what's wrong?"

"Oh, it's okay, just ask more." Yang Fan didn't want to tell Coach Zheng about the phone call that day, because he didn't hear it clearly at the beginning, and if he told Zhou Xiaochuan again, he was afraid that he wouldn't understand.

"By the way, about this matter, I think you still have to ensure training, don't seek improvement, at least don't regress. I'll discuss it with Aya tomorrow, and I'll have to find a way for you to play, so you don't have to worry about that. Just wrap it around me. Zhou Xiaochuan was thoughtful, and the expression on his face was not at all like the way he looked before. Yang Fan looked at him and felt that he had never been so reliable as he was today, which reassured him.

"Okay, if it's too much trouble, forget it, it's not worth it."

"Don't say that, Aya is also your agent no matter what she says, if you let your players have no ball to play, it is a dereliction of duty on the part of the agent." Zhou Xiaochuan said, his tone made Yang Fan want to know what Zhou Xiaochuan had experienced during this time.

"I'm sorry you did that." Yang Fan said it was not a polite remark.

"After all, we still expect you to make money for us, how can we let you be idle." Zhou Xiaochuan said what he hadn't finished speaking.

"Damn, your uncle, treat Lao Tzu as a part-time worker!" Yang Fan took off his socks as he spoke, and when he got up, he was about to stuff them into Zhou Xiaochuan's mouth.

This is Zhou Xiaochuan.

There is another person who thought of going with Zhou Xiaochuan. After separating from Yang Fan, Xu Yujie has also been thinking about this problem, although she is a little girl in front of Yang Fan, and everything is up to Yang Fan, but this is only because she is too dependent on Yang Fan. I always feel very relieved and comfortable to follow Yang Fan.

But that doesn't mean she's a thoughtless girl. On the contrary, Xu Yujie has been financially independent since she was very early, and she has always shown maturity beyond her age in some aspects.

After returning to the dormitory, she called her sister Xu Ling and asked about the operation of the sports market. As the manager of the marketing department of Coca-Cola, Xu Ling inevitably had to deal with officials in the sports department.

However, she told Xu Yujie that it was not ordinary for Yang Fan to enter the national team, because he was not a person in the system at all. After beating Xu Yujie, she also persuaded Xu Yujie bitterly to focus on her studies and not to spend her mind on love.

Although she is only Xu Yujie's sister, from childhood to adulthood, Xu Yujie has been managed by Xu Ling, and she can be said to be half of her mother. Although Xu Yujie is a good girl, a good girl in love is not something that parents can manage.

Xu Yujie was dealing with Xu Ling, and her brain was running fast. Soon she also thought of a solution.

Yang Fan slept for nearly 12 hours, and then he reversed the jet lag. Although he was still very tired, he still managed to make it to the gym.

Feng Liya replanned and renovated this place during the summer vacation, and the second floor has been turned into a dance studio, and all the original equipment has been piled up on the first floor.

However, this doesn't affect much, after all, although it is squeezed a little, as long as it can be moved, Yang Fan doesn't feel anything. Yang Fan's training content is the same as before, first aerobic and then anaerobic.

While practicing his biceps, Yang Fan looked in front of the mirror while correcting his movements and observing carefully. Although he practiced hard, there was still a lot of gap between his size and the Lakers and the Rockets. Thinking of this, Yang Fan sighed and threw the dumbbell on the ground. He didn't want to practice anymore.

Yang Fan sat like this, looking at himself in the mirror, and his mind was full of pictures of that game. The reason why he left without watching the game was not only because Xu Yujie was too sleepy, but also because he found that the strength of NBA players was too strong, and that kind of strength was something he couldn't imagine before.

Not to mention Kobe, even Alston of the Rockets, the speed, power, and understanding of the ball are beyond his reach. When he played Kobe Bryant before, he still had the illusion that he would be able to surpass him in three years. Now that he thinks about it, it is simply because of ignorance that he has fearlessness, and when his skills go up, he finds that this gap is getting wider and wider, and before, he didn't even have the ability to see the gap clearly.

There are gaps in all aspects, so what to do exactly? Yang Fan lowered his head and thought bitterly. He felt that with his current physical condition, even if he practiced to death, he would not be as fast and powerful as most black players.

And what about the rest? What else can be done?

Yang Fan couldn't figure it out, he needed a senior to be able to give him a touch at this time, he knew that he was not useless, but where was the light, he couldn't see it, and he didn't know how to find it.

"Huh? Why are you so narcissistic? ”

A voice sounded from behind Yang Fan, Yang Fan turned around, the woman who spoke had short ear-length hair, and was wearing a suit that looked quite casual, but the short skirt that was over the knee was a little out of place at this time.

"Yes, are you Yang Fan?"

Yang Fan nodded: "You are?" ”

"Hello, my name is Wang Nianrui, you can call me Nianrui, or call me Sister Rui." Wang Nianrui spoke as concise and crisp as she dressed.

"I don't seem to know you." Yang Fan couldn't remember if he had seen her.

"I'm a friend of the owner of this gym, I know you are too, and we're indirectly friends, right?" Wang Nianrui seemed to be unimpressed by Yang Fan's indifference.

"Oh, but she's not here." Yang Fan didn't go around this corner, he was still thinking about basketball in his mind at this time.

Wang Nianrui handed over a business card: "I didn't come to her, I came to find you, she told me that you must be here this morning, I wanted to wait for you here, but I didn't expect you to be quite early." ”

Yang Fan took it with both hands, looked down, and took a breath. On the business card, behind Wang Nianrui's name, it is written that he is an editor and reporter of "Sports Weekly".

"Is it the Sports Weekly newspaper in Beijing?" Yang Fan was a little unconvinced.

"If you've read other newspapers with similar names, and they don't publish them, you can report them to me, but there's a prize." Wang Nianrui sat on a dumbbell stool opposite Yang Fan.

"You're looking for me?"

"It's actually nothing, but I think I'm looking for something. I don't know what you think. ”