Rekindling the dream of becoming a star

Chapter 151 Welcome to My Era (Part )
When Tatum rolled out of the MRI room, his first question was, "What's the score now?"

"64:63." Bennett replied, looking at the real-time data on his mobile phone.

Tatum was stunned for a moment, and after a while he said, "That's great."

Bennett consoled him, "The opponent is not that strong."

"How many points did Chen score?" Tatum asked again.

"34 points, 10 assists, and 9 rebounds."

"Almost a triple-double!" Tatum said this and lay back down, then he muttered: "I'm too tired."

"Rest assured." Bennett knew very well how disappointed his beloved disciple was.

I want to be good to my brothers, but I don’t want them to drive a Land Rover.

Back at the Kansas City Arena, the entire arena was filled with extremely loud noises. The game had already reached the third minute of the fourth quarter. In the remaining seven minutes, the two teams were fighting desperately to qualify for the finals.

The players on the Red Devils' field at the moment are Chen Fang, Murphy, Theo, Logan and Tevin.

This is a lineup mainly composed of Team B. It can be seen that Perez believes more in the stability of this lineup.

This is indeed the case. It is difficult for Turk to break out. Although Jalen is still playing, his scoring cannot maintain consistency.

The same was true for Chen Fang.

The two teams have fallen into a stalemate. Both teams are trying their best on defense, and fouls, falls, and shoving are happening all the time.

Lacking more scoring points, all the burden fell on Chen Fang. He glanced at Jalen who was in the same situation, and their eyes showed each other's determination.

Chen Fang was trapped in a double-team, and even on the outside, Duan was following him closely.

So Chen Fang moved his action area to the wing and elbow area, where his height and arm span still played a role.

He first set a screen for Tevin, then pulled out to receive the return ball, where he was immediately double-teamed.

Chen Fang jumped up and passed the ball to Logan on the wing, who passed it back to Tevin who had pulled out again. At this moment, Chen Fang had already reached the elbow area to position himself for the next step.

Teven's pass was very timely, and Chen Fang received the ball and turned around and made a jump shot.

The basketball went in.

Jalen clapped his hands in disappointment. If Chen Fang had turned to face him, he would have been blocked.

66:63.

Looking back, Jalen asked for the ball from the wing, singled out Theo, shook off his opponent with his nimble steps, and then returned a ball from mid-range.

Many people in the stands were shaking their heads.

This situation of scoring against each other occurred many times.

When No. 21 scores, Jalen will chase one. If someone misses the shot, the other one may not be able to make it.

The stalemate lasted until the last three minutes.

The score came to 74:73.

As Chen Fang was exhausted, the Red Devils' score was gradually caught up, and the two teams were only 1 point apart.

The head coaches on both sides were walking back and forth anxiously. They had already sent their best players onto the field, and now it was a test of willpower.

Beads of sweat streamed down his cheeks. Chen Fang felt tired for the first time. His legs felt as if they were filled with lead and his arms began to ache and go numb.

But he is full of fighting spirit, and this is what he must experience and adapt to.

Nothing can better train yourself than a competition of this level.

The Red Devils grabbed the rebound and advanced quickly. Chen Fang did not run in the front, but followed behind Tevin and Logan.

As Turk High School retreated, neither of them had any chances. Tevin was forced to make a layup, but was interfered by Jalen. The rebound was outside the basket, and Theo, who had just rushed in, tried his best to push the ball away.

Chen Fang was more focused on retreating and filling in the gaps. When he saw the rebound flying out, he grabbed it immediately.

Bowen, who arrived just a hair's breadth away from him, could only immediately defend him.

Chen Fang's triple threat always involves doing left and right probing steps first, and then trying a shot, but this time he chose to raise the ball.

Bowen remained unmoved, his focus still on his feet.

Then he regretted it because he saw Chen Fang use an unconventional shooting action, a cushion shot that was completely generated by the arms with no involvement of the lower body.

Can a ball like this go in?

Many people were confused, but when they saw the ball go through the basket, they exclaimed.

Chen Fang stepped back. After coming to the United States, he had been thinking about a question: what should he do if he ran out of physical strength and lost his aim?

He tried many methods, starting with shooting training after a large amount of training, and also practicing back-to-the-basket shooting, including a single-force shooting posture.

Each one is a preparation for today's situation.

To enter the NBA and play higher-level games is actually very simple. It depends on your choices.

If you specialize in one thing, Chen Fang asked himself if the probability is very high, and if you can be a pure shooter, you have a chance.

But if you want to pursue this dream as a starting player or even a core player, it is harder than climbing to the sky.

Without any one of them, the process will end in demise.

Adaptation to intensity, understanding of tactics, integration into the system, mastery of defensive details, and possession of the skills required for a certain position.

It can be said that the body is very important, but whether you can overcome this hurdle depends on your overall self and whether you can reach this level.

For each of the above items, it may take a talented player several years to reach the NBA threshold level, and when all are added together, you have paid a lot to reach this level.

Chen Fang was very lucky. He brought back the basic skills of shooting and dribbling that he had spent more than ten years honing.

At the same time, he has more than ten years of experience in the highest level of baseball, which has saved him a lot of detours in his experience on the field. The most important point is that he has a flawless and uninjured body.

And he is born with a static talent of 200+.

All of these supported Chen Fang to have the capital to pursue his dream. He was not a genius, nor did he come from a basketball family. He was lucky to meet his mentor Zhang Shaohong, who dared to invest in him, spend millions of dollars on him, and build him a top team in China.

And as he performed, many people along the way helped him selflessly out of the simplest love of basketball.

When he came to the United States and met a top trainer like Drew who already had the ability to train NBA-level players, Chen Fang gradually reached the level where he could compete with the high ceiling of the United States.

Can Chinese people play in the NBA?

Yes, but it requires a lot of resources. The most important thing is whether the person who has the resources and opportunities has a firm heart and has never wavered in his past NBA.

One in a million is the lightest description.

Chen Fang understood all of this. As a person who was reborn from a previous life, he knew it better than anyone else. So at the beginning, he never dared to do so. But now, there is no turning back. How dare he turn back and disappoint all the earnest eyes and expectations?

These thoughts urged him and supervised him all the time.

Today, he has made up his mind and must win.

Jalen's layup was interfered by Murphy, and he got the rebound again. He raised it for a hook shot, and Chen Fang came to assist.

Due to the interference, the basketball bounced on the rim a few times and was rebounded by Chen Fang. He did not give the ball to others and moved forward. At the moment of starting, several people tried to delay him, but he used his skillful dribbling to avoid them one by one.

After dribbling the ball through the center circle, three players in front of him had already retreated to their positions. At this time, waiting for his teammates was the best option. It was impossible for him to fly or escape at this time.

But amidst his heavy breathing and boundless fatigue, Chen felt a certain mysterious and wonderful feeling.

It was as if a voice was calling him.

Throw it out, throw it out!
So Chen Fang took one or two steps to pass the ball without hesitation, and then shot it with a one-step push.

No one expected that No. 21 would dare to take action, so when they saw this scene, the whole audience exclaimed almost at the same time, and the exclamation did not stop, and continued to extend along this long arc.

When we saw the basketball pass through the net and fall in, the exclamations immediately turned into cheers.

"WOOOOO!" Perez jumped, this three-pointer was too crucial.

77:73, with this, the Red Devils are leading by 7 points.

There are only two minutes left, and the opponent may collapse on the spot.

Chen Fang raised his hands high and made the gesture of two pistols. He kept waving his arms, giving people the visual feeling that he was firing wildly into the sky.

"Killer, the real killer!" Wallace kept shaking his head. He thought No. 21 was going to collapse, but unexpectedly, he started the final slaughter mode.

David was laughing wildly. He yelled at the man he had betted with before, "Come on, let's make a big bet, $2000, what do you think, you coward, haha!"

He is always so shameless, so shameless that no one wants to be angry.

But Scorpius Carlson was furious. He slapped his seat hard and shouted, "This is incomprehensible. God, aren't you in Kansas City today?"

"Why let a monkey be so arrogant, bitch, bitch!"

The people around him were horrified by his loss of composure and kept their distance from him. This old man, who always dressed like a gentleman, now looked like a madman.

Little Porter was shocked. He couldn't believe that there was someone who could shoot the ball ten meters away after playing for four quarters. This was too crazy. Is the heart of No. 21 made of steel?
How dare he shoot? Porter Jr. couldn't understand.

As a shooter who pursues precision, Porter Jr. has been working hard in this area. He has tried to shoot from a distance of more than nine meters, but not to mention the hit rate, sometimes he can't even hit the rim.

But this guy, actually...!
A complex emotion, not sure whether it was jealousy or fear, spread in his chest, and the next second, little Potter shivered.

He actually felt very cold and couldn't stop shivering.

The same was true for Jalen on the court. He gritted his teeth and persisted for so long and never took the lead. The most recent time, he was only one point away, but now, it instantly became 7 points.

Chinese people, are you a devil?
Jaron looked over and what he saw was that expressionless face.

He has always been face-blind and can't remember many black brothers, let alone Asians. But Jalen swears that this face appears in his dreams.

"Defense, defense!" The whole audience began to shout defense. Regardless of race, people always like to stand on the side of victory. More people joined in. No. 21's performance conquered them. Everyone present was accepting a reality.

Today, Jaren Jackson Jr., hailed as the best high school player in the Central States, is going to get beat.

But Jalen did not give up. There was still enough time, and he expressed his persistence in victory with his actions.

He caught the ball, turned around, jumped up and shot. The whole action was very clean. After seeing the ball go in, Jalen yelled at everyone.

"Cheer up, it's not time to give up yet!"

Chen Fang silently watched him to boost morale. At this moment, he ignored all the discomfort and was waiting for the ball to be in his hands.

Murphy served the ball from the baseline. He looked at Chen Fang and wanted to say something but didn't dare to open his mouth.

Tevin wanted to catch the ball, but when he saw Chen Fang waving his hand, he ran forward obediently. Chen Fang dribbled the ball slowly, and he was looking at the time, 68 seconds.

Good numbers.

He stopped after crossing the center line, trying to shorten the time to the last seven or eight seconds.

Duan wanted to move forward, but was stopped by the coach, who yelled at him, saying that this was not the way to play now. If you rush out rashly, you will destroy the entire formation.

Now it all depends on the success rate of this defense.

Chen Fang approached slowly. His pace was very slow, but the rhythm seemed to have magic, silencing the noise in the arena. First it was one person, then groups, and finally the whole arena. Everyone stood up, waiting for the singles of No. 21.

If you score, you win; if you don’t, the suspense remains.

"How many points did Chen get?" Koch became nervous.

"45 points, he already has a triple-double!" Wallace replied.

"It's so...Ahhh!" Koch suddenly shouted, and not only him, but everyone in the audience shouted.

The entire stadium seemed like its roof would be blown off by the sound waves at any second. Roars, screams, and all kinds of cries from God filled the air, making people dizzy.

Because they saw that No. 21 just used a crossover step at the top of the arc, suddenly pulled up for the ball, and shot another three-pointer.

Such a simple move, but at this critical moment, it represents one word.

A sure kill!

The Red Devils are going to win!
"It's in, it's in, it's really in!" Koch held his head with both hands and shouted in ecstasy.

Wallace was the calmest one. He stood there like a wooden man. Suddenly he said in a firm tone: "I must sell it at a good price, I must!"

Duan squatted there weakly. He was just about to touch the ball, but why did he miss it?

He heard a timeout. Was it the coach?

Duan didn't dare to look, but he felt that someone was holding him up.

I opened my eyes and it was Jaron.

"You defended very well. It's not your fault!" Jalen comforted the most introverted person in the team, and then looked at the red figure not far away.

"He's so awesome!"

Back on the bench, teammates lined up to high-five and hug. Chen Fang responded mechanically and finally came to Lu Yun.

He looked at Lu Yun's serious face and suddenly smiled.

"I can."

"Yes, you can." Lu Yun kept nodding. At this moment, he couldn't tell whether it was Chen Fang or Wu Zhen.

In short, they overlapped.

Perez was talking about defense. He yelled, "Three-pointers are strictly prohibited. We'd rather let them go inside."

"Do you understand?"

"understand!"

"Take this, boys!"

Chen Fang was walking towards the court, but he felt someone pulling him back. He turned around and saw it was Perez.

"Great shot! Congratulations!"

Only Chen Fang understood the meaning of this sentence. He did not answer, but turned around and stepped into the court.

In the last minute, Tuerke was looking for a three-point opportunity, and Jalen passed the ball twice and gave up the chance to score.

But Bowen was closely guarded. He ran over a long area and with the help of his teammates, he finally got the ball, turned around, and jumped up. He wanted to save the team from danger.

A red figure flew out from the side and pressed both the person and the ball to the ground.

Bowen hit the floor, as if knocked unconscious, and lost control of the ball.

Chen Fang picked up the basketball and ran forward with all his strength. He could not feel his feet, but he was sure that he was still running. Someone was chasing him, someone was yelling at him, but he turned a deaf ear to them.

Looking at the basket getting closer and closer, Chen Fang picked up the basketball, held it behind his head, and jumped up.

"Welcome to my era!" The wild heart is roaring.

The moment he dunked the ball into the basket with both hands, all the shouts disappeared, as if the whole world was quiet, but this was just Chen Fang's illusion.

In the eyes, ears, and minds of others, it was a roar like a tsunami.

No. 21 flew in the sky and ended all the suspense and doubts with an ultra-long-distance dunk one step inside the free throw line.

What a wonderful gliding, what incomparable grace, isn’t it just for this moment that we come to watch the game?

Everyone went crazy and shouted at the top of their lungs.

Chen Fang staggered to the ground and roared. He took off his jersey, revealing his perfect body. His wheat-colored skin shone with golden light under the spotlight.

"Remember me, my name is Chen Fang!"

Chen Fang didn't care whether they could understand Chinese or not and kept yelling.

The culture of basketball is universal. The first sound comes from an unknown source and then converges into the sea.

"Twenty One! Twenty One! Twenty One!"

Seven thousand people were shouting 21, and even the cameraman on the sidelines joined in.

In the sea of people standing in a neat row, there was an ugly white man standing out. That was Scorpius Carlson. He sat in his seat, covering his ears and cursing: "You bunch of lunatics, damn niggers, go to hell, you bastards!"

But who can hear it, and who will care?

No one has pity.

85: 75.

The game was still going on, but the entire Turk team had given up. How could they catch up to 40 points with only 10 seconds left?

Jalen was still fighting hard. He scored two points with a layup when no one was guarding him, and then shouted at his teammates to press the ball full court.

But no one reacted. Tevin passed the ball to Chen Fang, and Chen Fang stood under his basket holding the ball, waiting for the countdown.

No one fouled, everyone was looking at him.

Chen Fang put the ball on the ground and went to the bench.

The ball just lay there quietly, no one touched it.

Yes, this is how Chen Fang declared victory.

Someone stopped him, it was Jalen.

"Congratulations!" He also regained his composure. His father taught him that after winning or losing, he should let go of everything.

This way you can go further and faster.

"Thank you, you are the strongest opponent I have ever met." Chen Fang didn't know how many points Jia Lun scored, but it must be a lot.

In today's score, both of them scored the most in the team.

Jalen smiled and took off his jersey.

"Come on, I want to change my jersey."

"Okay!" Chen Fang took off his jersey again, and the two exchanged them.

"See you in the NBA!" Jalen said unexpectedly. He has the confidence to do so.

The same is true for Chen Fang at this moment.

"See you in the NBA!" Chen Fang stretched out his hand. This was the first time he said this loudly in public.

Only he himself knows how far he has gone through.

Two large hands in distinct black and white were clasped together.

Bennett, who was thousands of miles away, saw the real-time broadcast and saw that the Red Devils had won.

He put down his phone, looked at Tatum who was already asleep, and sighed inwardly.

This result is the best. Chen Fang has proved himself, and Tatum must also be aware that in this world, there are many powerful people blocking him from both sides.

That afternoon, Drew requested an intra-squad scrimmage, which was against the rules, but he agreed anyway.

Chen Fang had a habit of doing some overloaded training if there was no competition. It was almost time to finish that day, and Chen Fang definitely did not have the physical strength to compete in such a competition.

But he knew very well that an important person had come and wanted to confirm with his own eyes whether 22 was stronger than 21.

This is crucial. What they care about is not how strong No. 21 is, but they are wondering, if Tatum can't even beat a Chinese guy, then is there any point in continuing to pay attention to him?
So Bennett agreed, and as a result, Chen Fang was beaten to a pulp by Tatum.

Then they had a conversation. Chen Fang's unexpected submissiveness made Bennett feel guilty, and he also felt the strange look from his old partner.

Bennett knew that the remark that he was a decent man was a slap in the face by Perez.

Accusing him of being dishonorable and unmanly.

Everything is fine now, Bennett is relieved, and deep down in his heart, he feels a sense of relief about this result.

50 points, 11 assists and 10 rebounds, what perfect data!
Looking at the ceiling, Frank Bennett let out a long sigh.

　I got Chen Fang's disease, which broke out yesterday and I feel weak today. I have been holding it in for the whole afternoon until now and finally finished writing the game.

　　Finally, thank you Biaoyang for your 11 monthly tickets. You have once again refreshed my understanding of the monthly ticket base.

　　Thanks to Qingshuilizi, Lushanyue, heart0604 and Laoshuchong for their rewards.

　　Your support is my motivation to update!
　　Finally, let’s talk about Tatum. I am actually reluctant to write about this kind of real-life basketball star because I really don’t know what kind of person he is and I can’t make up stories about him.

　　But after all, I make a living from this, so I treat it as a normal person, neither hating nor supporting it, and portray it in a neutral way.

　　However, it is a fact that Tatum is a scumbag, and it is also a fact that he had the MVP stolen by Brown, and he remained silent and did not smile during the group celebration.

　　Brown didn't spoil him and won the MVP based on his strength. In a way, this stimulated Tatum to keep working hard and maintain his fighting spirit.

　　Since Chen Fang and Tatum have been chosen to be on the same team, there will inevitably be a competition for the boss. I also need such a plot to portray and push Chen Fang towards becoming a real man.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)