"So will Yang Fan be able to participate in the competition tomorrow?" At the moment before the general manager left the room, Feng Liya suddenly thought of this question. Pen~Fun~Pavilion www.biquge.info she hurriedly asked.

"Tomorrow? We don't have a game tomorrow, we don't have until the day after tomorrow. However, whether you can play or not depends on what Coach Zheng means, if it's okay, let Yang Fan train with the team more, it may be beneficial. The general manager's right hand had already opened the door, he stopped and thought about it, and then replied to Feng Liya.

"Okay, got it." Yang Fan returned to the road.

The door has been closed and the general manager has left.

"Let's go, let's go see Coach Zheng." Yang Fan said to Feng Liya.

Feng Liya made a phone call to Coach Zheng, who was still in the stadium at this time to guide the players in training. Out of the club's office building, Feng Liya took a taxi and took Yang Fan to the provincial stadium.

Seeing Yang Fan coming, Coach Zheng also put down his work and led the two to the fat rest area of the stadium.

"Coach, can I play in the first game?" Seeing that Coach Zheng had already sat down, Yang Fan asked straight to the point.

"What do you think?" Coach Zheng did not answer directly.

"I think I can!" Yang Fan said very firmly.

Coach Zheng laughed: "This is a professional game, and there are now two foreigners in the team, a big foreigner and a small foreigner. Ah Jun is a substitute for a little foreigner, do you think you can squeeze him out? ”

Yang Fan thought about it carefully, judging from the situation of the last fight, he really didn't have the confidence to say that he was stronger than Ah Jun, although Yang Fan had not seen that little foreign aid, but since it was a foreign aid, the strength must be above Ah Jun.

Seeing that Yang Fan didn't speak, Coach Zheng continued: "I told the team that I wanted to sign you, not because of your strength, but because of your potential. But young people, it's normal not to know how thick the sky is. When I was younger, too, you should train with the team first. It's better if you can squeeze the little foreigner down, after all, it's saving money for the boss. ”

"But if you don't play, you won't get paid?" Feng Liya interjected.

"Haha, that's okay, I can apply for a subsidy for you, although it's not much, it's definitely enough for living expenses." Coach Zheng smiled, then turned his head to Yang Fan and said, "Then again, you are still a student, although your studies are important, but since you have chosen us, then you have to work hard, come over if you have nothing to do, and treat it as an internship unit." ”

Yang Fan nodded. He understood what Coach Zheng meant.

On the way back to school from the city, Feng Liya was still a little worried: "What are your plans?"

"Let's skip class and go to training, we can still cope with the exam of our major anyway." Yang Fan told her what he really thought.

Feng Liya nodded and did not speak.

The next day, Yang Fan came to the gymnasium early to participate in training, and when he arrived, the door of the stadium was not even opened. All the players in the team were very friendly to this new face, whether it was the elderly or the staff, there was no arrogance.

Yang Fan, like other fringe players, is running and doing basic training on the court. Due to the evening game, the team's big and small foreign players also participated in the training.

Yang Fan learned from others that the little foreign aid was named Jackson and was an American. Yang Fan observed his training on the sidelines, this little foreign aid is not superb, but his physical fitness is surprisingly good. David seems to be this person's special sparring partner, but his body still can't withstand Jackson's confrontation, and falling to the ground is simply commonplace.

The first game of the Wen 1 team was played at home, and the game time was 8 o'clock in the evening. However, since 4 o'clock in the afternoon, fans have come outside the stadium one after another. Although only a small number of people wore the team uniform, most of them carried small trumpets and small flags. Some fans even brought large banners.

When he walked out of the venue to eat, Yang Fan seemed to be shocked by the situation in front of him, and looked at these people in a trance.

"Why, it's the first time you've seen so many fans?" Ah Jun walked over and patted him.

"Well, it's okay, when I played at school before, although there were fans, but I didn't have that momentum." Yang Fan smiled at Ah Jun.

"It's no surprise that there aren't many people paying attention to our level of competition, and most of them are sponsors and club company employees." Ah Jun looked at these fans and explained to Yang Fan.

"Won't it?" Yang Fan couldn't believe it.

At this time, two female fans recognized Ah Jun, they took out a pen and asked Ah Jun to sign on their white T-shirt, although they didn't know Yang Fan, but seeing the relationship between him and Ah Jun, they also guessed that Yang Fan was a player of the club, and also asked Yang Fan to sign a name.

"There are also fans, both of which are familiar faces." After the female fans left, Ah Jun and Yang Fan continued, "But they don't have to pay for tickets themselves, they are all given by the club to the fan organization, and then the fan organization sends them down." Ah Jun smiled.

"Let's go? Eat and go! Ah Jun patted Yang Fan again. Then walk towards the players' cafeteria.

The start time of the game is approaching, Yang Fan and the players are in the locker room, and Coach Zheng is making the final tactical deployment. The opponent is the Dongguan New Century team, and both the coach and the players are familiar with this team.

"This year, they are very ambitious, and the foreigners they are looking for are also very powerful, and we just want to give them a dismount and let them know that basketball is not something that money can pile up. You know?! After talking about the tactics, Coach Zheng was making the final mobilization.

"Good!" Except for the two foreign players who looked dazed, the players all looked very confident. After the staff translated Coach Zheng's words with the foreign aids, the two foreign aides also seemed quite excited. Jackson even stood up and spoke a lot of English to everyone.

Yang Fan heard it, the little foreign aid meant to let everyone give the ball to him as much as possible, and he wanted to kill the opponent. The interpreter translated Jackson's words, and everyone gave Jackson a thumbs up in support of him.

"It's not promising!" Yang Fan scolded silently in his heart.

The game was about to start, the players walked out of the players' tunnel and came to the court, because they were newcomers and not tall, Yang Fan was the last to play. When he was in the players' tunnel, he also fantasized about whether there would be countless flashing lights slamming at them as soon as they went out, and whether there would be reporters interviewing them before the game.

But when he followed the team into the court, he found that the NBL and the NBA are still not one or two points apart, except for the DJ roaring hard, the enthusiasm of the audience does not seem to be very high, but at first there was a violent applause, and then it quickly quieted down.

Yang Fan found a place on the bench and sat down. Quietly waiting for the start of the game.