At the exit of the airport, Jinguji Takemichi, who had just walked out of the airport, stretched his waist and breathed in the exhaust fumes of the cars on the old American road, and a familiar feeling could not help but rise in his heart.

Exit this place, come and go are to pick up the car, this "prosperous" atmosphere, and the later generations of Huaguo is exactly the same, even, the taste of this exhaust is still more pure Huaguo.

"Hey! Military! Just as Jinguji Martial Arts and the others were about to find a Taxi to go to Oak Hill School, he heard a long-lost shout, the voice of American Chinese, in such an environment, it was too obvious.

Turning his head to look, Takedo saw a middle-aged man with blonde hair wearing a gray suit, running quickly towards Takemi.

"Wu? What is that? Takako Fujima stood beside Takemi, took Takemichi's hand, turned her head and asked Takemichi strangely.

"My name, Martial Arts!"

Martial Arts said with a smile, without explaining too much to Takako Fujima, and greeted the middle-aged man who was trotting over. Coach Steve Smith came here alone, unlike the first time Wu Dao met him here, today he didn't bring his two bodyguards.

"Coach Smith, long time no see!"

Walking quickly in front of Coach Smith, Takeshi gave a big hug. Martial Arts's arms directly covered the tall Coach Smith in his arms, giving people the feeling of a bear hugging a human.

Such a wonderful scene is really rare, and the old beauties around them have looked sideways at the martial arts.

In this era, yellow people are not uncommon in the United States, but they are basically concentrated in Chinese gathering places like Chinatown, and the height of yellow people is generally not as tall as that of Europeans and Americans.

Before China's economy took off, the average height in East Asia was much lower than that in Europe and the United States.

People like martial arts are rare even in Europe and the United States.

“oh！ You're getting strong again! ”

"It looks like even in Asia, you're not relaxing your workout."

"After getting used to the intensity of the game here for a while, you'll soon be able to play as the main attacker at Oak Hill High School!"

"Wu, this time, you won't go back, right?"

Steve Smith hugged Martial Arts' waist and tried to hug Martial Arts affectionately, but after a hug, he couldn't hug him at all. Pinching Wudao's waist, abdomen and arms, Coach Steve Smith praised in surprise.

Then he seemed to think of something, and lightly punched Wu Dao's chest, and asked with a smile.

"Well, this time, if I don't make a difference, I will definitely not leave the United States!"

Wu Dao clenched his right fist and said to Coach Steve Smith, after speaking, Wu Dao paused, and then continued with a smile:

"Coach Smith, I don't think it will take me a while to get used to it, I'll be the main attacker at Oak Hill Academy in no time!"

Martial Arts looked full of confidence, seeing Martial Arts' smile, Coach Smith showed a mysterious smile on his face, lowered his head and looked at his watch, did not answer, and turned his head to look at Takako Fujima and Shinichi Fujima and others who came with Martial Arts.

"These are the companions you're coming with, aren't they?"

Coach Smith was very affectionate, and after a short time with Martial Arts, he immediately greeted Shinichi Fujima.

Without waiting for Martial Arts to speak, Shinichi Fujima smiled and shook Coach Smith's hand and thanked him:

"Is Steve Smith right? Hello, I'm Shinichi Fujima, this is my daughter, Shinichi Fujima. ”

"Thank you for your help to our family and to the martial arts."

Surprisingly, Shinichi Fujima was able to understand Coach Smith's words, and although his English pronunciation had a strong "Showa" flavor, it did not prevent Smith from understanding.

“oh！”

"Your English is so good!"

Coach Smith also shook Shinichi Fujima's hand with some surprise and praised it. And Takako, who was standing next to Shinichi Fujima, also bowed to Coach Smith.

"That's great!"

"If you don't have a language problem, I think you'll be able to settle into life here soon."

"Okay, you're welcome, let's go to school first."

"It's a lot of way to get from the airport to school."

"Hurry up, if we go over now, we can still catch up with a game."

With that, Coach Steve Smith pulled Shinichi Fujima and walked towards the car parked on the side of the road, and when he came to Takemichi's side, he enthusiastically helped Takemichi pick up his luggage.

Facing the enthusiastic coach Steve Smith, Takako Fujima and Shinichi Fujima couldn't help but glance at each other. It was the first time they had seen such an approachable American.

It's not that they haven't seen foreigners, and people from European and American countries who travel to Asian countries naturally bring their own sense of superiority.

Maybe this is the pride of the "lighthouse nation", and I don't know what kind of expression Steve Smith would have if he knew that they would have to choose between unhappy and brainless president in the future.

Steve Smith came by car, a "heavy" jeep. The trunk was empty, and there was even a faint smell of detergent, and it could be seen that in order to pick up the martial arts, Coach Steve Smith had also made some careful preparations.

After stacking the luggage, Steve Smith pointed to the co-pilot and said to Wu Dao, "Wu, you sit here." ”

"I borrowed this car to match your height!"

Saying that, Coach Smith walked away without the co-pilot, and Takeshi came to Fujima Shinichi's side with a smile and signaled to the co-pilot, but Shinichi patted Takemi's shoulder with a smile and scolded with a smile:

"Why are you so out of sight?"

"When you eat at my house, I didn't see you serve two bowls of rice less!"

Martial Arts was pushed in the direction of the co-pilot by Shinichi, and listening to Shinichi's ridicule, he couldn't help but defend himself: "It's different, when I'm out of the house, I can't make people think that I'm not big or small." ”

"Affect my image in front of Coach Smith."

Martial Arts and Shinichi communicated in English, and Coach Smith, who entered the car, poked his head out and urged, "Hurry, hurry up and get in the car, it's too late!" ”

While speaking, Wu Dao and the others got into the car one after another, and Smith throttled and drove directly out of the airport road.

"Coach Smith, why are you in such a hurry, I heard you say that there was a practice match in the afternoon?"

"It's just a practice match, do you need to be there for the big manager? The opponent is very strong? ”

On the way to Oak Hill High School, the bored Martial Arts was tired of looking at the scenery outside the window, remembered what Coach Smith had said when he was at the airport before, and asked Coach Smith.

At this moment when the two were chatting, the Fujima family was looking around curiously, their eyes full of novelty about the bustling city.

It's just that the road to Oak Hill High School is only a short downtown area, and the novelty of the Fujima family quickly disappears.

The bustling city has no attraction for martial arts, and the old beauty of the nineties is compared with the Huaguo line of later generations, so it has to be carried back.

"The opponent against us today is quite good."

"Raul Merrien High School in Pennsylvania, their main player, it's called Kobe Bryant."

"He used to play in Italy, which is when he was in high school, and he came to the United States."

"But in a short period of time, he led the team to a great record."

"His father is a professional basketball player in the Italian league, with a solid foundation and strong individual ability."

"In my opinion, he's the strongest high school student I've ever seen!"

Coach Smith and Wu Dao talked about this afternoon's practice match, and when they heard the familiar and unfamiliar name in Coach Smith's mouth, Wu Dao was a little stunned for a while.

"Kobe. Bryant! ”

What does that feel like? A second ago, he was still playing with characters like Sakuragi Hanamichi and Rukawa Kaede, and after sleeping on the plane, he heard that the team he was going to join was going to play against Kobe Bryant?

It's a wonderful feeling, and it's too unreal.

"The strongest high school student?"

Without waiting for Martial Dao to react, Takako Fujima in the back seat let out a low sigh. The strongest high school student, this name, when it was neon, has always been used to describe martial arts.

"Is it stronger than martial arts!?" Takako Fujima asked innocently, with her knowledge, Martial Arts is the strongest high school player he knows, and for Martial Arts, Takako Fujima has a blind worship in her heart.

Hearing Takako Fujima's innocent words, Martial Arts couldn't help laughing, and couldn't help but say:

"Takako, the level of one place is not the same as the level of one place."

"The strongest high school student in judo in the United States, if he goes to neon, he may not be able to become the strongest."

"It's the same way around."

"I still have a long way to go."

Wu Dao's words were humble, and Coach Smith on the cab smiled when he heard this, and then encouraged: "Wu, don't be so pessimistic. ”

"Your talent is definitely at the top of the high school basketball world."

"I think as long as you train well in the next few years, you will definitely not be weaker than those guys."

"Oh, by the way, given that you've been absent from high school basketball for a year, your national high school rating has dropped off the list."

When Coach Smith said this, he didn't show any distressed expression on his face, ranking is such a thing, for high school students, it is important to say that it is important, and it is not important to say that it is not important.

It's important because the vast majority of players who can make it into the NBA are on the list when they are in high school.

It doesn't matter, but it's also because high school students who are not at the top of the list can enter the NBA steadily, and I don't know how many "first high school students in the United States" died halfway through and failed to play in a higher-level league.

There are also a lot of high school students who are not well-known in high school, and after entering college, they have advanced by leaps and bounds, passed the NCAA, and received the attention of the NBA.

"We've got a little bit of a different squad this year, with a lot of talented new players coming into the team."

"I hope you can live in harmony with them."

"When you get to Oak Hill, you're a sophomore in high school, and then, like any other student, you're in your senior year and then you're in college."

"I'll find a good school for you."

"By the way, Duke University came to me some time ago, and it seems that you are very concerned."

Along the way, Coach Smith and Wu Dao talked about the changes in Oak Hill High School during this time, and talked about how many excellent assistant coaches and trainers Oak Hill High School has found this year.

There are endless words to say between and martial arts.

Martial Arts also listened quietly, and began to look forward to the high school life after that.

Coach Smith's jeep drove fast, and a few hours later, the groggy martial arts heard Coach Smith's shouting, and after getting out of the car, he saw Coach Smith explaining things to a middle-aged woman.

"Let's go, Wu, you don't have to put your things, I'll send you back to the dormitory later."

"Mr. and Mrs. Fujima and Miss Fujima, this is Teacher Juliet, she will take you to the dormitory, and you will go through the enrollment first."

Although American high schools are in the holiday stage, Oak Hill High School is a private school, and the basketball team rarely has a long vacation except for Christmas, and other public officials are basically on standby, resting at home when they have nothing to do, and still coming to the school office when they have something.

In the school, there are also many students who do not go home during the holidays and choose to live in the dormitory.

After saying goodbye to the Fujima family for a while, Takeshi was hurriedly dragged to the arena by Coach Smith.

By the time they arrived at the arena, the game between Oak Hill Academy and Raul Merrion High School had just begun, and Oak Hill was a three-white, two-black skin tone, while Raul Merrion High School was all black players.

"Huh?"

"Raul Merrien High School looks weak."

"It doesn't seem to be very strong."

Coach Smith, who entered the arena, swept towards the court and said with some surprise. The players at Raul Merrion High School are generally of average height, except for Kobe Bryant, who has curly black hair, and the center is not badly tall, the height of several other positions is the same as that of ordinary high school students.

When they entered the martial arts, the two teams were still 4:6, and the offensive ball was played in Raul Merrien High School, which was behind the side.

After their black man didn't quickly dribble the ball from the backcourt into the frontcourt, he quickly gave the ball to Kobe Bryant, who was in a mid-range basket position.

"A striker?" Wu Dao's gaze quickly swept among the players, and his gaze immediately fell on Kobe Bryant.

It's not because he's handsome, or because he's bright, it's just that the basketball fell into his hands at this time, and at the same time, Wu Dao also recognized this haired Kobe.

"Number 33."

Looking at the other party's number, Wu Dao followed Coach Smith to the bench on the sidelines. Several of the players at Oak Hill High School were veterans who recognized Takemi, greeted Takemichi with a smile, and then gave way to Takemichi.

Wu Dao was not polite, and naturally sat down, everything was like he had never left Oak Hill High School.

The other newcomers looked at the big man next to Coach Smith and whispered to their partners about the yellow man's origins.

Knowing that the martial arts were actually from a small country like Neon, it was difficult to hide the contempt on the faces of the new team members.

In the middle of the court, the moment the basketball started, Kobe Bryant turned around quickly, rushed past the defender, and inserted it directly into the basket, and then under the defense of the Oak Hill center, a rebound lever directly sent the ball out.

“ohhhh！！！”

The extremely unreasonable gesture made the students watching the ball around them couldn't help but let out a low shout.

And in the next second, the basketball directly wiped the board and fell into the net, making a crisp sound. Wonderful goal, but on the side of the court, it was unusually quiet, and the students of Oak Hill did not give Kobe Bryant a round of applause, and even some good people even cheered.

In the face of such "home pressure", the young Mamba had a very flat face, and even looked at the side of the court.

When he saw that there was a big tall man on Oak Hill's team, Kobe raised an eyebrow and swept his gaze over Wu Dao's body.

Yellow people only.

Nothing will change.

This expedition is bound to kill Oak Hill High School!