Rekindling the dream of becoming a star

Chapter 160: The Prodigies Are Like Clouds, I Should Ride on the Clouds and Soar to the Sky
In basketball, what is the best indicator of combat effectiveness?
Is it a three-pointer? Or a slam dunk?

Or the dribbling is as gorgeous as flowing water in the mountains.

Actually neither.

The most intuitive way is to allow those watching the game and those playing on the field to feel the height.

A few seconds before going on the court, Rondo suddenly turned around and asked Chen Fang.

"How high?"

It was a very confusing statement, but Chen Fang understood it immediately.

So he responded with something that even Rondo had never heard in the NBA.

"Do the best you can."

Very domineering and funny.

But Rondo took it seriously. He took another look at Chen Fang, the Chinese man who had shown great confidence during the conversation.

So when the game started, Rondo crossed half court and saw a huge gap on the right side. Chen Fang was running towards the right wing, so he shouted, "Hey!"

When you are playing basketball, what do you look at the most?

Naturally it was the person with the ball. When Rondo shouted this in the direction of Chen Fang, Chen Fang immediately understood. He accelerated and rushed forward, catching Miles Bridges, who originally wanted to weigh the Chinese man, off guard and was rushed over by him.

I subconsciously chased after him, but as soon as I took a step, I saw the Chinese man flying in the clouds.

Yes, from Miles' perspective, the Chinese man was flying.

Just one step into the three-point line, Chen Fang saw Rondo pass the ball to him. He threw the ball with both hands, and the ball went from low to high. It was obvious that the initial velocity was too fast. The arc trajectory of this kind of ball must be a straight climb for most of the distance, and then the kinetic energy was exhausted and it fell rapidly.

It was clearly not a good pass, more like a poorly-kicked shot in football, heading for the bottom right corner.

"OHHHH!" The future stars watching the game couldn't help but exclaim.

Is this a mistake?
Many people suddenly thought of a possibility in their minds, that Rondo might be deliberately teasing this Chinese man.

But Chen Fang didn't think so. He seldom received passes from such a high and fast height, but he had always wanted to get such a pass because it would allow him to jump as much as he wanted and pursue the pleasure of soaring.

So when he saw the speed and height of the ball, he reacted quickly the next second, jumped up, stretched out his arms, and tried to intercept the pass that was almost on the edge of the backboard and flying higher and higher.

Then everyone looked up and saw a falcon flying over the penalty area and hitting the backboard with the ball and the rim.

What kind of visual experience is this? Even Rondo, the instigator, was so shocked that his mouth opened wide.

But when it comes to who has the roundest O-shaped mouth, it's naturally Harden with his full beard. His dark, fluffy beard surrounds his pink, round lips, and his clear, round eyes are the perfect interpretation of Chen Fang's super-high alley-oop.

"Gift crab!" It took Harden a while to utter the classic American exclamation. He lay sideways in the arms of his friend next to him. If he could have filmed it today, he would have watched it over and over again at least a dozen times.

Height, crushing height.

Chen Fang immediately ignited the entire stadium with an aerial relay that flew over the backboard.

After landing, Chen Fang circled around the baseline due to inertia and ran towards Rondo from the sideline.

He reached out to take the palm, shouting, "Just the right height!"

"Damn!" Rondo cursed, then smiled, shook his head, and stepped back.

At this point, Chen Fang seemed to be letting himself go, and his excitement level gradually reached its maximum.

People who are familiar with him know very well that once Chen Fang becomes excited, the functions of his whole body reach a new level. Speed, rate, reaction, bullet speed, all dynamics related to speed are overclocked.

Fultz received the ball and made a breakthrough and turned around, which is his usual offensive method. By turning around, he gave the defender a strong confrontation and broke the opponent's balance. Then when he turned around to face the basket, he jumped up and made a jump shot with a high shooting point.

This action, which almost always works, became a delicious chicken leg delivered to Chen Fang's mouth.

When Fultz faced Rondo's entourage and friends, turned around and pushed them away to jump, Chen Fang rushed over from the side. His distance from Fultz in the previous second was at least four or five meters away from him, but when Fultz jumped, he had already pounced on his face.

The slap was a ruthless horizontal block, and the basketball flew directly out of Fultz's hands. Chen Fang, who landed on the ground, knew the direction of the ball best, and rushed as soon as it touched the ground. He used a very American sprint to catch the ball.

He scooped the ball with one hand without slowing down and increasing his pace. He took a step with both feet before catching the ball. Then he threw it forward and caught it with two more big steps. At this time, he had already reached the opponent's three-point line and took three steps directly.

Chen Fang took one step inside the serving line and jumped up, performing a slam dunk from the free throw line with a three-second time limit in front of a dozen ESPN's highest-rated and best-ranked high school players in the United States, and three NBA big men.

This ultra-long-distance one-handed gliding slam dunk was recorded on everyone's retina like a mirror.

A month later, the legendary dunker Zach LaVine also showed off this dunk, but everyone present today felt that this dunk was more graceful and powerful.

"Let's go home." Wade shook his head and joked with Fultz next to him.

Jalen jumped up and down on the court and said to the stunned Rondo: "Uncle, you know what? This is Chen's strength. That day he flew in the sky like this and knocked me down!"

"Shit! I never thought that I would encounter a glider today!" Rondo couldn't believe it. This Chinese man, as he said, had an incredible dynamic talent.

When everyone was still recovering from Chen Fang's two unimaginable slam dunks, Chen Fang's performance once again forced them back into the frenzy.

On the next ball, Chen received a pass from Rondo on the wing, accelerated with a split leg, and moved into the inside.

At this moment, he has been highly valued by Wade's team. Leaf and Adebayo have switched from slack defense to actual combat state. One in the middle and one on the left jumped with all their strength, forming a double-team from the front left in the air.

But Chen Fang used an aerial waltz to gracefully move out from the situation where two players almost protected the basket tightly, and came to the open space on the right side. He used his left hand to make a jelly layup without looking at the basket. The basketball spun and hit the high board above the basket, then fell straight down into the basket with an extremely strange trajectory.

"Jesus!" This rotating pull rod really makes people shout that Jesus is coming.

After landing, Chen Fang ran out of the penalty area. There was an indescribable sense of pride on his face. It was not a celebration, but more like the majesty of a god overlooking all living beings.

This is Rondo's feeling, he has a very familiar feeling.

It was like seeing Kobe.

Yes, Bryant scored the crucial goal, and this expression seemed to be telling his opponents and the audience: Oh wow, that's it?

The Harden team, which was originally depressed off the court, had long forgotten this emotion, and excitement and amazement were intertwined.

Brunson asked Tatum: "Has he always been this fierce?"

Tatum's expression was also quite complicated, and he felt a little bitter: "Yes, but today is particularly fierce."

"When he first joined the team for physical examination, his running reach was 118, which is a level I can't reach even with a spring tied to my body!"

"How high is his height, arm span, and standing reach?" For someone with very average static talent, Brunson's sensitivity to these data far exceeds that of others.

"I remember it was 201 with shoes on, 210 in wingspan, and 270 on the ground."

The people who were listening attentively nearby started cursing out loud.

"This is totally unlike someone of this height. Shit, how can he jump so high at such a height? This doesn't make sense." Giles shouted angrily. His physical talent, which he was so proud of, was now completely trampled into the mud.

No matter how stupid you are at math, you can still figure out this simple addition. The height of the touch is close to 390. To be honest, everyone here is rubbish.

Playing basketball here is beyond the scope, it's killing people!
He should go to the Olympics and win the gold medal in the high jump.

Everyone was reacting in this way. Looking at Chen Fang again, the previous contempt was completely gone, replaced by endless jealousy.

If I had this talent, the top spot would definitely be mine!

Just when Chen Fang's static data gave people endless reverie, Chen Fang's performance continued.

This time, Rondo took the initiative to step back. He passed the ball to Chen Fang and waved to him to move forward.

Chen Fang was holding the ball and facing Dennis Smith Jr., a small forward who was 201cm tall and slightly stronger than himself. He used a shuffling step to divert his opponent's footsteps, but halfway through the action, he suddenly changed to a back dribble and a crossover step, completely shaking off Dennis Smith Jr.'s defense.

He took a step forward, but made another unexpected choice. He took a step back diagonally, returned to the three-point line, and made a pull-up three-pointer, which went in.

As a result, many people couldn't help but look at Harden who was watching the game on the sidelines.

As the retreating ancestor, Chen Fang’s movements are very gracefully completed because of his more slender body.

The so-called shop around makes Harden excited immediately.

The bearded man not only did not feel embarrassed, but happily did his signature celebration move of holding the bowl and shaking the spoon.

"If I had this kind of wingspan, I could do better," he said to his friend next to him.

At this point in the competition, it completely became Chen Fang's show.

His three-pointers, breakthroughs, pull-up shots, dunks, every technique, was telling everyone at the scene.

Sorry, I'm better than all of you!

Fultz kept fighting, but his opponent's strength suffocated him.

While every shot hit the target, his body was as strong as a tiger or leopard. He was completely suppressed in two confrontations.

A McGrady-style up-and-down pull-up shot, a half-turn and a step-back, Chen Fang was beating him with all kinds of techniques that he could not imagine.

"Fultz was completely defeated!" Lonzo, one of the LaMelo brothers who had been watching the game, suddenly spoke up.

"Where did this come from?" Lonzo wanted to ask, but who could answer him?
Looking at Chen Fang on the court, Lonzo showed an expression of great longing.

That’s right, this is what it’s like in my dreams, I can do anything.

He knows everything and is good at everything.

What drove him crazy the most was the man's bouncing and hovering in the air.

Maybe I can achieve other things through hard practice, but this is impossible in this lifetime.

"Hu." He gasped for no reason, feeling as if a huge rock weighing thousands of pounds was pressing down on his chest, making his vision go black.

Can he really make it out? Thinking of his father's encouragement, Lonzo felt desperate.

When Chen Fang shot another long three-pointer into the basket, everyone applauded.

No one dared to look directly at the light radiating from this Chinese man.

The geniuses are like clouds, I should step on the clouds and ascend to the sky.

The heroism in Chen Fang's heart finally reached its peak. When he saw the ball go into the basket, he couldn't help but let out a long roar to the sky.

No tears are better than tears. It was not until this moment today that Chen Fang fully realized this.

I am really capable and strong.

The dream was broken by my own hands, and I held it firmly in my hands.

In this life, I will definitely shatter the clouds and sit above everyone else.

A pair of big hands hugged Chen Fang, it was Jia Lun.

"Man, today is your time, I'm happy for you!" He was also very excited. It was so important to gain the friendship of such a person.

His father taught him since he was young that being neighbors with the strong is like following a tiger; all the beasts dare not disobey.

Rondo threw the ball to Chen Fang: "Keep it as a souvenir, you are the protagonist today!"

Chen Fang suddenly realized that he had actually played the entire 60-minute sweating game with his own hands.

Wade came over with a smile. He was not depressed at all, but very happy. He had a similar creed as Jalen and took the initiative to extend his hand: "Unparalleled performance, I am your fan now."

"Flash, ever since I started liking basketball, I've always considered you my idol!"

Faced with the kindness of the big boss, Chen Fang quickly switched his personality. He sang the song that suits the mountain, and if others praised him, he would respond doubly.

As expected, Wade was really happy. He bumped shoulders with Chen Fang and hugged him: "Let's exchange our ways. If you have any questions, feel free to call me."

After getting Wade's contact information, Chen Fang did not get carried away, but ran towards Harden. "Step back, great god, can I get your contact information?" Chen Fang used this opening remark to open the door to friendship with the big guy.

Harden was happy and took out his phone: "Tell me your number. Come find me when you are free and we can train together."

"I can't ask for it!"

Seeing how Chen Fang is treated, others cannot feel jealous. This is the world of fame and fortune. You are the protagonist, and whatever you do is right.

This is something you should enjoy.

In the Western world, relationships between people are relatively simple. Everyone has negative emotions, but in the competitive world, the strong prevail. Jealousy and envy may exist, but most people will not make themselves uncomfortable.

(I am not exaggerating. Jeremy Lin only suffered a few injuries in the United States. It was normal for him to suffer so many injuries in the CBA when he was at his peak. On the other hand, when he came to the CBA, it was like a magic mirror, revealing the dark and smelly mentality of some so-called professional players.)
(Discrimination and underhandedness are two different things, please don't confuse them.)
Afterwards, Chen Fang returned to Rondo. He knew very well who he had to build a good relationship with, which made Rondo look more recognized.

"Let's go to another place." Rondo called.

So Chen Fang walked over to Tatum and used Rondo's invitation as an excuse to separate.

"Are you coming back today?" he asked Tatum.

"Yes." Then the Rex Rabbit looked at Chen Fang.

"Me too, let's talk when we get back."

With these words, Tatum felt much better. The two high-fived each other, and Tatum said, "Congratulations, brother."

"Thank you, brother." Chen Fang responded.

He is still climbing, and he doesn't mind talking more if the trouble can be solved with his mouth.

Adults don't have to worry so much.

Chen Fang followed Jalen downstairs. Rondo's friend had already driven the car to the door and started it.

A Chevrolet Suburban led the way, followed by the GMC SAVANA commercial vehicle. This was the car Bill drove when Chen Fang arrived in St. Louis.

Whenever NBA stars travel, they basically have two cars or more, and their entourage are all childhood friends, especially the black people, who all came from the dirty streets. It is very common for them to help their friends, find jobs for them, and pay them a salary every month.

Not only is it impressive, but it is also safe and conscientious.

(When NBA stars visit China for events, they are often accompanied by bodyguards and close friends. Sometimes, more than a dozen people follow them for meals. A large part of many stars' expenses is given to their former buddies. Allen Iverson, Marbury, and Anthony are representative figures.)
"I know there's a great steakhouse in Springfield, and I've already made a reservation," Rondo said.

Then, he said quite seriously: "Listen, you two."

"You will not have any accidents when entering the NBA, so I have an obligation to talk to you about some rules, and I hope you can take them seriously."

They both nodded solemnly.

When we arrived, we went straight to the backyard and took the VIP channel to the seat. It was a small hall, probably reserved by Rondo. The other followers went to other seats.

The three of them sat opposite each other.

Rondo sat alone opposite the two of them.

The delicious food didn't have to wait long. As soon as the three sat down, the waiter brought the dishes. At Rondo's invitation, the three began to eat. The steak here was indeed as Rondo had described, crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, with just the right taste.

Served with a special red sauce, it whets Chen Fang's appetite.

Rondo thoughtfully did not prepare wine for them, but drinks instead.

Jia Lun muttered, "Uncle, I can actually drink now."

"No, I have the obligation to stop you from doing this. Even if you go to the Alliance, you must not do this."

This is a very strange phenomenon. The more people are addicted to smoking and drinking, the more likely they are to advise their backups not to do this or that. This sense of propriety is very magical.

After enjoying the main course, desserts were served and it was time for conversation.

"Chen, what do you think of the rules?" Rondo's first sentence was still very consistent with his character, and it came beyond your expectations.

Chen Fang thought for a moment and replied, "Rules are there to protect everyone. Breaking the rules may make you feel good for a while, but it will eventually hurt you."

Rondo smiled and asked, "What do you think of loyalty?"

Chen Fang said without hesitation: "I am only loyal to myself."

"Wow!" Rondo raised his glass. Apparently this sentence was very much to his liking.

As a famous homeless king in the NBA, Rondo obviously likes this answer very much.

"I went to many places to get to the NBA. I felt like I was not wandering around, but always working towards a goal."

Chen Fang paused and said, "That means spending the rest of your life in one city."

This sentence moved Rondo, but Jalen didn't say anything. He knew very well that spending the rest of his life in one place might be more difficult than winning a championship.

"What if you get traded?" Rondo asked.

Chen Fang hadn't actually thought that far ahead, but he still replied: "I haven't thought about it. Maybe when that day comes, I'll know what I want to do!"

"Okay, this topic is a bit far-fetched, let's find our footing first."

"I looked around today. 17 is a great year for the draft. You all have great talent. Now I want to ask, will you choose a strong team or a weak team?"

Chen Fang glanced at Jia Lun, who then answered first: "My father told me that strength and weakness depend on people. As long as there are signs of revival, a weak team will become strong."

The only one left was Chen Fang, and the two looked at him.

After thinking for a moment, although he felt that it was not the right time to say it, Chen Fang still had the urge to speak.

"I want to go to a team with me as the core. This is my prerequisite. I don't care about the draft position. I only care whether the team will take a risk for me."

Rondo didn't say anything. He took a bite of dessert first, then pointed at the dessert on the plate with his fork and said, "Dessert comes after the staple food, but when there is no staple food, dessert can also be used to fill the stomach."

"When I was a kid, all I could think about was desserts. I swore that when I made money, I would eat them every day. But unfortunately, after entering the NBA, desserts became a luxury."

Chen Fang was pondering the true meaning of Rondo's metaphor when he heard Rondo say, "Demands won't remain unchanged forever. The NBA is a commercial league. Human stories are used to influence the audience. As actors, what we need to do is to act."

"But after listening to your honesty, my suggestion is that you should choose a lower pick and don't care about the false reputation. The No. 1, No. 2, and No. 3 have many advantages, but there are more disadvantages. Will you be the second Yao? Do you want to do it?"

Facing Rondo's sudden question, Chen Fang shook his head.

"I don't want to bear too many constraints. Yao's career should have been longer, which is a pity." Chen Fang immediately thought of Yao's fate in his previous life. He gained a lot because of his efforts and responsibilities, but he did not do a good job in the second spring of his career.

Although it is too early and unfair to draw conclusions after 24 years, it is enough to serve as a warning to Chen Fang.

In Chen Fang's heart, apart from the National Games he promised in 17, he would respond, and the only other event left was the Olympics.

He didn't intend to pay attention to anything else.

This is a bit like taking oneself too seriously, but Chen Fang really does think this way.

If he entered the NBA, he would not have much time left for himself and his family. If he had to devote some of that time to helping his boss achieve political achievements, Chen Fang would not agree to that.

"Very wise. You are a very independent-minded person. I heard on the court before that you came to the United States at your own expense. I am very curious, do you have a mind for making money?" Rondo's eyes brightened.

Rajon Rondo's salary throughout his career was actually not that much, with an average annual salary of just over 10 million. After deducting taxes, Chen Fang remembered that someone estimated that Rondo would have assets of about 50 million when he retired.

Compared to big-name stars, this is not much.

Well, considering this meal, Chen Fang felt that he could say more.

"Yes, I have some experience in investment. I always keep an eye on current affairs and finance. From last year to now, I have started from scratch and now have tens of millions of assets in my hands."

This was even more shocking than the shocking performance on the court just now, but out of their previous confidence in Chen Fang, Rondo and Jalen subconsciously believed it.

"Can you share some of your experiences?" Rondo had actually already started to think about his future after retirement at this time, but because of their backgrounds, black people generally have limited knowledge, so they usually hire financial planners, but to be honest, they are very afraid of having their money taken away by this group of white people.

What, can’t we hire a black person? Oh, sorry, black brothers are even less trustworthy.

Due to the good social and racial reputation of Asians, Rondo's sixth sense told him that perhaps the person in front of him would bring him good luck.

But Chen Fang kept the suspense, just like he did with Ma Li, whetting the audience's appetite so that he could catch the big fish.

He said to the two with a smile: "The election has already started. Who do you think will be the new boss of the United States?"

"Who cares" they both quickly replied.

This was a difficult situation. Chen Fang asked, "Trump, do you know anything?"

"Oh, the billionaire?"

"I think he has a chance." Chen Fang's words made Rondo laugh.

"Oh, brother, you don't know enough about this place. There's no way he can get in. It's impossible. You have to know that he is only a candidate ranked 12th!" Rondo said firmly.

"So let's make a bet. If I win, we can talk about investment in detail." After Chen Fang laid the groundwork, he threw out the bait.

Rondo nodded: "This is indeed a good bet. Chen, one last question."

"Just one!" Rondo asked, "Of the 30 NBA teams, which one do you like?"

Chen Fang didn't hesitate: "No."

"WHY?" Both of them asked in surprise.

If it was 16 years ago, Chen Fang would have the answer, but the reborn Chen Fang really didn't have one. (In fact, this is the current situation of domestic fans towards the NBA. Nowadays, it is difficult for us to like a team. We all chase stars. We like a team because of a certain star. But the current NBA cannot give us adaptability. The transfer of stars is too fast. We don't have time to understand a certain team, so we have to change teams to watch the game.)
"I started learning basketball at the age of 12, and only started serious training last year. I didn't even dare to think about the professional league in China, let alone the NBA." Chen Fang said with some shame.

"12 years old? You've only been practicing for five years?" The two were even more surprised.

"Yes, I can sit in front of you, which is a scene I could never dream of."

"Okay, then you are indeed a genius." Rondo has obviously accepted this setting.

"Oh, by the way." Rondo patted his head and gave his final instructions for the day.

"You flew high today, but for the sake of your career, you have to be careful. Injuries are our biggest enemy."

"I understand. I've never been as excited as I am today. In fact, I rarely go to the basket. I usually shoot outside."

"I am very protective of my body and I have never been injured so far. Thank you for your advice, uncle. I wish us all good luck." Chen Fang also made a final summary.

Afterwards, Chen Fang finished his conversation and got in the car. Rondo asked his friend to take him there safely. Then they watched the Chevrolet drive away. Rondo seemed to be talking to himself: "Did I get fooled?"

"What?" Jaron asked confusedly.

"With a year left before the election, this seems more like an excuse. Well, this Chinese is indeed very cunning," Rondo concluded.

"You have to be more careful in the future," Rondo said earnestly.

"Don't worry, uncle." Jalen smiled innocently.

"But this kid has become famous today. I think soon, the offers he receives will fill up his schoolbag."

"Wish him good luck." After saying that, Rondo patted Jalen.

"Come on, uncle will take you to some exciting places."

"Okay." Jalen was overjoyed. This was what he had been waiting patiently for until now.

　Sorry, my old father came back from Guangzhou after seeing a doctor, so I drove to the city to pick him up. I have been writing since he came back until now. This is a two-in-one chapter.

　　Starting from this chapter, Chen Fang entered the fast lane of exposure, and the challenges that followed became increasingly advanced. I believe that the following content will be even more exciting.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)