What? The trainer is warming up.

Portland, southeast.

The Hosford-Abernathy neighborhood is a mix of old-style homes and new apartments in the southeast. It is close to the Division/Clinton commercial area, which is lined with restaurants and bars and is very lively at night with neon lights.

In an old-fashioned house, Hank was half asleep when he heard a loud "bang" as the door was violently kicked open.

"Damn lock!" Hank shuddered, jolting upright in bed, muttering a curse. "I'll change this lousy lock one day. No, I'll replace the whole door with an iron one, then let's see how Ellie kicks it around like that!"

He knew without even looking that no one but his sister Ellie would "knock on the door" like that.

Sure enough, Ellie stood in the doorway, excitedly shouting, "Hank, get up! Something terrible has happened!"

"What could be more important than my sleep? Aliens attacking?" Hank grumbled irritably, tilting his head back to continue sleeping.

It's the weekend!

As soon as she lay down, Ellie grabbed her and pulled her up. Ellie's little face was full of excitement as she exclaimed, "It's Qin! Qin is the amazing trainer from the Trail Blazers!"

What kind of trainer?

and many more......

The next moment, Hank regained consciousness.

His eyes widened in surprise: "You mean, Qin is the trainer Qin Yu that Oden mentioned at the post-game press conference last night, the one who cured him? Are you sure it's that handsome Chinese guy we know?"

Seeing Ellie's excited expression, Hank immediately understood, but he found it hard to believe that the guy was actually the Trail Blazers' trainer.

And he's the miracle doctor who brought Oden back to the game in just over a month!

Ellie waved her phone in front of Hank. On the screen was a photo of Qin Yu, along with the words "Trail Blazers' Chief Trainer".

If Qin Yu were here, he would probably be shocked. Who took my picture without my permission? You just took a picture of my handsome face?

Now Hank was certain and couldn't help but exclaim, "Wang Defa, it really is him! No, is he a trainer or a doctor?"

"Okay, okay, you have the best taste," Hank teased deliberately. "Now that he's a celebrity, shining brightly, are you still planning to pursue him?"

Ellie froze on the spot, the excitement on her face vanished, and she pursed her lips in a wronged manner, remaining silent.

At this moment, the whole city is talking about Qin Yu. He is no longer an ordinary person who hangs out at the community basketball court. He has become a celebrity who is the focus of everyone's attention. He is the chief trainer of the Trail Blazers. He is the rising star in the industry who cured Oden and created a medical miracle. Would he still look at his ordinary self?

A sense of inferiority crept into my heart.

......

Qin Yu has indeed become a celebrity.

Not only Hank, Ellie, Wells, Taylor, and others who knew him, but fans all over Portland were talking about him, calling him a "miracle worker."

Fans across the city are going crazy talking about this mysterious young Chinese man, calling him a "miracle worker." Countless fans who previously doubted Oden's comeback have now all changed their tune, and all their mockery and disdain have turned into heartfelt praise.

Praise for Oden, praise for Qin Yu, and curiosity!

"Are there really trainers like that? To heal a fractured kneecap in just over a month? That's a miracle worker!"

"I've heard it originates from ancient Chinese medicine, it's truly amazing!"

"The Trail Blazers' record will definitely improve significantly, and with Qin Yu on the team, Roy and Batum should be able to return earlier. Then... it'll be something to look forward to!"

Immediately, people began to look forward to it.

......

at the same time.

Salt Lake City, the Jazz head coach's office.

Coach Jerry Sloan stared at the game video on the table, his expression shifting from initial surprise and disdain to astonishment, and finally settling into seriousness.

Just days ago, he scoffed at the news of Oden's return, deeming it a complete rumor and convinced that the Trail Blazers' "veterinarians" had once again misdiagnosed him. In his eyes, a patellar fracture, such a devastating injury, could not possibly be healed in just over a month.

But right now, the video doesn't lie.

Oden made a successful comeback, putting up a stellar 20+10 performance in his first game, displaying fluid movements and explosive power, showing no signs of having suffered a serious injury. After repeated analysis and assessment by his assistant coaches and team doctors, they reached an undeniable conclusion—Oden was truly and completely recovered.

"check!"

Coach Sloan slammed his hand on the table, his voice firm and resolute: "Go and investigate this guy named Qin Yu. Investigate him thoroughly. I need all his information."

If he still doesn't realize Qin Yu's importance at this point, then he doesn't deserve to be the head coach of an NBA team.

The teaching assistants, knowing the importance of the matter, immediately agreed.

......

Charlotte.

A furious roar came from the office of Hornets general manager Jeff Ball, startling everyone outside and instantly silencing them.

"What did I tell you?"

Jeff Bauer, enraged, unusually lost his temper, slamming a stack of papers in assistant coach Tim Floyd's face. Paper scraps flew everywhere. "I told you to investigate Qin Yu, and this is a bunch of worthless paper?"

Tim Floyd lowered his head and didn't dare to say a word.

After his outburst, Jeff Ball, panting heavily, said coldly, "Tim, do you know what this guy means? He helped Oden recover at an incredible speed. If we could get him, Paul's knee injury might heal much faster! I asked you to investigate him, and all you gave me were some basic information. Are you just trying to fob me off?"

"I..." Tim Floyd tried to argue, "I just think it's fake news. There's no way someone like that could exist, and Oden couldn't possibly have recovered in such a short time." But he quickly stopped himself, lowered his head, and said, "I'm sorry, Boss, I was wrong."

"Go, go and investigate this person thoroughly. I need all his information." Jeff Bauer sat back down in his boss's chair.

Tim Floyd quickly agreed, then tentatively asked, "Boss, should I make some contact with this Qin Yu...?"

Jeff Bauer shook his head and sighed, "It's too late."

Previously, Qin Yu was just a rookie assistant trainer, but now he is the Trail Blazers' head trainer. It is said that in order to promote him, the Trail Blazers did not hesitate to fire Jay Jensen, who had worked for the team for many years, which shows how much they value him.

At this point, poaching talent won't be so easy.

......

Portland.

Trail Blazers general manager Kevin Pritchard sat on the sofa, a cigar between his fingers, puffing out smoke, but remained silent, seemingly deep in thought.

To his side were the team's head coach, Nate McMillan, and assistant general manager, Tom Payne. They had moved to a different office, but it was still the same three of them, and they were even sitting in the same positions as when Qin Yu last met them.

"Boss!" Payne called out, but his eyes were fixed on the coffee table.

On the coffee table lay an open folder containing information about Qin Yu, as well as an application from Qin Yu himself—he wanted to join the Development Alliance!

Today, Qin Yu approached him and expressed his desire to play in the Development League, saying it was to fulfill his dream of becoming a professional player.

Payne was stunned.

Why can't this kid just behave himself? He just beat James and became the head trainer, and it hasn't been that long, and he's already going to the G League?

Why would a trainer like you go play in the Development League?

Who taught you to do cross-industry collaborations?

Just as Payne came to his senses and was about to reprimand Qin Yu, Qin Yu produced a joint letter of recommendation from Roy, Oden, Mills, Batum, and others.

Payne stared blankly as he read the letter of recommendation, finding it absurd. They actually said that Qin Yu's basketball skills were good enough to play in the Development League, and that he could even be a starter in the Development League without any problem.

is it possible?

"Qin..."

Payne, of course, didn't believe it. He suppressed his anger and was about to speak when Qin Yu pulled out another USB drive containing a video of him fighting one-on-one with Mills, Batum, and Roy.

They even prepared this?

After watching the recording, Payne was somewhat surprised by Qin Yu's displayed strength, but still shook his head: "Qin, the competition isn't a one-on-one fight, and..."

Before he could finish speaking, Qin Yu pulled out another USB drive, containing even more detailed information—almost a complete "player physical test data" file. It included Qin Yu's various physical test data, static and dynamic, as well as basketball skills tests, and so on...

These were created by Qin Yu over an entire day with the help of his assistant trainer Green, as well as Oden, Roy, Batum, Mills, and others.

"Damn, they're way too well-prepared!"

Payne was stunned.

At that moment, he had a strange feeling that the person standing in front of him was not the team's head trainer, but a rookie player waiting for him to try out.

Seeing that Qin Yu was so well prepared, Payne knew he wasn't joking. After reviewing the information, he had to admit that Qin Yu was indeed capable of playing in the Development League.

However, he couldn't make the decision on this himself; he could only report it to the general manager!

Sure enough, the application, along with all the supporting documents, was sent to Kevin Pritchard, who was also thoughtfully invited to join head coach Nate McMillan for analysis and evaluation, awaiting the boss's decision.

After reviewing the data, Kevin Pritchard and Nate McMillan both fell silent—it's normal for a trainer to be a player, but they didn't expect him to be this good!

Will you agree or not?

"Well..." Kevin Pritchard exhaled a puff of smoke, about to speak, when there was a knock at the door. He paused, then asked, "What is it?"

The secretary came in, leaned close, and whispered a few words in his ear. Kevin Pritchard's expression changed, and he sat up straight.

"Understood." Kevin Pritchard waved to his secretary, signaling her to leave, then looked at Payne and McMillan. "By the way, why did Qin want to go to the Development League?"

"It's said to be... for a dream," Payne replied with a strange expression.

Unexpectedly, Kevin Pritchard slapped his thigh, his emotions running high: "Yes, it's a dream! A young man's basketball dream. For this dream, he worked tirelessly, trained hard, and gradually emerged as the absolute core of the LIU basketball team. Unfortunately, injuries cut short his future and shattered his dream. But he didn't give up. He became a trainer. He has always been pursuing his dream. For the basketball he loves, for the dream of becoming a professional player, he has always been working hard and forging ahead."

"What an inspiring story, what a precious spirit... Shouldn't such a young man be given a chance?"

Uh......

For a moment, Payne and McMillan were both dumbfounded.

No, this isn't what I expected!