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"Miss Ness, does the headmaster want to see me?" Early the next morning, after Zhuang Fei supervised the players' training, he was stopped by a young and beautiful white girl in her twenties.

Ness, the administrative secretary of Wake Forest University and the official leader and manager of the Devil's Deacons, is only 24 years old this year, and in addition to these identities, he also has another identity as an assistant to the president of Wake Forest University. However, according to Zhuang Fei's understanding, the first secretary of Wake University actually didn't know basketball, and he just hung a name on the basketball team, and he usually didn't appear, but was responsible for conveying the president's instructions.

"Yes, Mr. Headmaster would like to see you right away," Miss Ness replied with a smile similar to that of a businessman.

"Okay, I'll go."

This is the first time that Mr. Wake Forest University President wants to meet Zhuang Fei, of course, it is the first time since Zhuang Fei crossed, and he doesn't know if he has seen him before.

The administrative building where the president's office of Wake Forest University is located is not far from the arena, American universities are different from Chinese universities, in the United States, the rights of the president of each university are unimaginable, American universities are more like an institution outside the national education system, if necessary, it can not dump the Ministry of Education, and even ignore the orders of the White House, not to mention that Wake Forest University is still a private school, and the life and death of Zhuang Fei's coaching career depends on the president.

"What the hell is it that makes this headmaster want to meet in person, and it can't be to fire me, right?" Zhuang Fei secretly speculated that in recent months, the scandals between the president and the famous marshals of major universities have been spread all over the sky, to be honest, Zhuang Fei really has no good impression of this principal.

What is that? As soon as Zhuang Fei entered the principal's office, he was attracted by a huge black and white photo directly in front of him.

"The first thing a lot of people see when they come into my office is this picture on my head, but very few people can tell where this picture came from. The president of Wake Forest University looked to be in his 50s, and looked at Zhuang Fei who was standing at the door in a daze with a smile on his face.

Zhuang Fei shook his head apologetically, he had just crossed over, and he didn't know much about the history of Wake Forest University, even the history of Wake Forest in recent years, he didn't know much about it, not to mention that judging from the black and white sè of this photo, this is definitely an old photo from decades ago, an old antique.

Mr. Principal was not annoyed by Zhuang Fei's ignorance, he just smiled, and then turned around with his hands behind his back and looked up at the photo with a reminiscence.

"This is a photo from 33 years ago, the two people in the picture are the head coach of the team at the time, Mr. Hores McKinney, and the team leader at the time, Len Chappell, I remember it was taken in March 1962, if I remember correctly"

"Mr. Principal, has this picture always been hanging in the principal's office?" Zhuang Fei asked puzzled, he knew that Wake Forest University only had a basketball team and an NCAA team, so this university attached great importance to the team, thinking that this photo should have been handed down by successive presidents, after all, it has been thirty years.

The headmaster shook his head.

"I brought it myself, I didn't have it here before"

What, brought by yourself? Zhuang Fei was surprised again.

"You know, I took this picture myself, I remember I was just a sophomore at the time, of course, I was also a member of the basketball team, but it was just a small substitute, but at that time, our team was the dominant side of the NCAA, the absolute boss of the league, what North Carolina, Duke, none of them were our opponents" Speaking of this, the principal smiled, his face full of fascination for the passing years.

"It was one of the most glorious years in Wake Forest's history, and the only time we made it to the NCAA Final Four was at that time, but it was during the reign of the University of Cincinnati and Ohio University, and we could only make it to the Final Four," the president said, with regret written on his face.

"But I still can't help but get excited when I think about that rì, but sadly, we've never been to the NCAA Final Four since then, it's been 33 years now, and even since then, it's been so difficult for us to get to the quarterfinals or the round of 16."

"Of course, basketball at this time has changed a lot compared to that time, and the current players have become more impetuous and more utilitarian, in fact, in 1994 we had a chance to rebuild our glory, at that time, if Rodney Rodgers pushes another year, and then goes to the draft after the end of his senior year, I believe that in 1994, we can make a difference with Rodney Rodgers, Randolph Childreis, Tim Duncan and other lineups, even this year, if Childres pushes another year, Can't we just do better than last season? I don't understand, every time I have hope for the team, at the end of the day the team suddenly falls apart, I can't adapt to this sudden change, Zhuang, make you smile"

This middle-aged man, who was a little excited now, looked so aggrieved, and Zhuang Fei suddenly had a deep respect for this once extremely despised principal.

"Zhuang, don't blame me, I know you will definitely be extremely tired of the recent news of some team selections, but no matter what you think, in order for the team to be able to revive, I will have my own choices and methods, I am not a person who goes with the flow, otherwise I would not be the president of a top 30 university in the United States, you are a smart person, the intelligence of the Chinese always makes me extremely admired, but I hope you can understand that for the revival of the team, I can sacrifice a lot, and even suddenly terminate your contract, If you don't do a good enough job to satisfy me."

"Recently, many teachers have come to me to complain that the players on the basketball team always sleep during class, and I would like to hear your explanation about this."

"My players usually train very hard, I can't control these things" Zhuang Fei replied helplessly, he can't let the players have to train hard and study hard, so he really can't do it, as long as the players can complete the tasks he assigned in full during training, he doesn't want to care about other things.

"Well, I see, so be it," the headmaster said after a moment of thoughtful thought.

"That's it?" Zhuang Fei wondered, didn't he criticize one or two sentences? Or don't teach a lesson?

"Students sleep in class, it's not all the student's responsibility, the teacher is also responsible, if the teacher's class is lively and interesting, I don't think there will be students who will go to sleep during class," the principal said with a meaningful smile.

"What? What are the responsibilities of the teacher? This made Zhuang Fei speechless.

The principal straightened his face again and said: "Zhuang, I said that for the revival of the team, I can do a lot of out-of-the-ordinary things, in this matter, I will fully support you, but I need you to give me my return on the results, I can ignore these complaints, but I will not ignore the team's results, I hope you can understand this"

The principal's words sent a chill down Zhuang Fei's spine.

After Zhuang Fei left the principal's office, the pressure was reduced, and he actually encountered the unspoken rules here, Zhuang Fei smiled bitterly.

In the second training session after school in the afternoon, Mark Allen and Bill Rambo clearly felt that Zhuang Fei's demands were more demanding, and the training hall was filled with Zhuang Fei's hysterical roar and the tired gasps of the players.

"Raja, isn't this pervert stimulated by anything again, today is stricter than yesterday," James Posey said in a whisper.

"James, don't speak, be careful of being punished," Ragabel whispered back.

"James, Raja, what are you muttering, after today's training, stay alone for special training" Zhuang Fei shouted at James Posey and Rajabel.

In an instant, Ragabel and James Posey's faces turned dead gray.

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