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Yang Fan picked up the pen on the table and signed his name directly: "Don't read it, Feng Liya's friend, I can trust it." ”

Even Feng Liya was surprised by what she said, these two people were invited by her father, and they can be said to be entrepreneurial partners, but they are not friends. Feng Liya wanted to remind Yang Fan, but in front of the two of them, the words never came out, so she had to pick up the pen and sign her name.

The contract was in duplicate, Yang Fan picked up one and looked at Feng Liya: "From now on, you will be our boss." So what do we do next? ”

Feng Liya smiled and looked at Chen Haoran.

Chen Haoran glanced at Feng Liya, and then at Yang Fan: "Take an Asian championship first and add a bargaining chip to next year's draft!" ”

The next day coincided with Thursday, and as a weekly newspaper, Sports Weekly took the lead in publishing a news article that far exceeded the effectiveness of websites and daily newspapers - "Is it the next Yao Ming, or is it just a show?" -- Yang Fan, a college student, announced his participation in the NBA draft! 》

Yang Yi looked at this issue of the newspaper in the office, the article was written by him himself, and the phone on his desk received a call from the distribution department almost every hour, and it had been reprinted three times today, but the newspaper was still in short supply.

"The momentum has been built up enough, you have to go!" Yang Yi looked at Yang Fan on the picture of the article and muttered to himself.

Sometimes he doesn't know if praising Yang Fan like this now will make him lose himself. But in the current form, we have to create such a hero for Chinese fans. Yao Ming is already at his peak, according to the athletic life of Chinese players, he will soon go downhill, and among the new generation of players, only Yi Jianlian may be able to take over the banner, Sun Yue and Chen Jianghua may also be able to share it for him, but this is far from enough. Fans need more heroes.

If they can carry it together with the Chinese men's basketball team, it will be truly remarkable.

The Basketball Association's order soon came to Yang Fan by registered mail, and the training camp before the Asian Championships was about to begin. Yang Fan took the appointment and found the class counselor, Mr. Huang, hoping to take a leave of absence for half a year.

I met Mr. Huang in the lobby on the first floor of the office building of the School of Journalism. Teacher Huang held the appointment in his hand, and every time he looked at two lines, he had to stare at Yang Fan for three or four seconds. Yang Fan lowered his head, as if he had made a mistake, and did not dare to say anything.

"What does this mean? Throwing pen from Rong? Curves to save the country? "Teacher Huang spoke coldly, and his face was full of disdain and ridicule?

"I just want to take a few days off......" Yang Fan spoke in a low voice, completely lacking the momentum on the field.

"How many days, how many days are you? You were admitted to our academy just to play? Why don't you apply to a sports university? ”

Yang Fan didn't say anything, he knew that any justification and explanation would only make Teacher Huang even more angry.

Mr. Huang is almost 40 years old, although he does not substitute for teaching, he is very authoritative among students, and he treats students as if they were his own children, and he is strict.

Seeing that Yang Fan was silent, Mr. Huang continued: "Doing news may not have the scenery of a sports star, but it is also a pursuit and responsibility. Are you worthy of this responsibility to give up your studies to play basketball? ”

"Teacher Huang, you have misunderstood. I'm not here to be in the limelight......" Yang Fan's explanation seemed to be talking to himself.

"I know you're not here to be in the limelight, but have you ever thought about it, did you apply for college to play halfway? If you're just out playing for half a year, okay, no problem, I can approve it. But you're obviously going to drop out of school! ”

"Nope!"

"And say no, you think I don't read the newspaper? If you go to the United States to play next year, will you go to school or not? ”

Yang Fan's head buzzed, he really hadn't thought about this problem, he had always skipped class when he wanted to play, although there were a few times when the class roll call arrived, but fortunately, it didn't affect the final grade point, and the credits that should have been taken were also obtained. If he was really selected to go to the United States, he might not be able to graduate and would have to drop out.

"I respect your choice, and I ask you to respect our academy. I'll give you approval for this leave, and next time you can go directly to the dean! Leaving this sentence and the order, Mr. Huang left angrily.

"Hey." Yang Fan picked up the order from the ground, and waited for Mr. Huang to walk away before he dared to walk out of the office building.

There was no turning back when he opened the bow, and Yang Fan felt that he had to make a result. Only the results can prove their choice.

16 April 2007. Yang Fan kept looking at the date on his phone to remind himself to remember it. When he came to Beijing for the third time, he was in an unprecedented mood. Say excited, nervous, scared.

Before coming, Yang Yi called him and told him that this time it was the second team and the first team training together. Of course, the goals of the two teams are different, and the main tasks of the first team are the Stankovic Cup and the NBA Summer League in July, both of which have a very high gold content, especially the latter, and the opponents are both veritable NBA teams. And the second team has only one goal, which is this year's Asian Championships.

However, both teams have one thing in common, that is, there is no requirement for results.

Yang Yi emphasized on the phone that there is a flow of personnel between the second team and the first team, which he has repeatedly confirmed with the officials of the Basketball Association. In other words, players who do not play well in the first team will be relegated to the second team, and players who perform well in the second team can be promoted to the first team. Of course, if you don't perform well, you will just pack up and go home.

Yang Fan didn't know that Yang Yi repeatedly emphasized this in the hope that he could seize the opportunity, and if he could play summer league with the first team, he would be able to win a good draft pick.

But Yang Fan didn't have the energy to think about that, he had only one purpose, which was to stay. It doesn't matter if it's the second team or the first team.

Yang Fan, who was carrying a large bag and a small bag, followed a map bought from the train station, and it took a long time to find the meeting place - the Temple of Heaven Apartment.

On the map, the Temple of Heaven apartment is extremely incommensurate with its atmospheric name. If it weren't for Yang Fan's good eyesight, there would really be no way to deduct it from a bunch of nouns?

The apartment, located at No. 50 Tiantan East Road, was originally a dormitory for the staff of several Japanese companies in their Beijing offices. At the beginning of the 20th century, when the economic crisis broke out in Japan, the Japanese who had spent a lot of money and bought land and houses all over the world suddenly became poor and sold real estate everywhere. The apartment was also taken over by the General Administration of Sports and used as an athlete's home.