What? The trainer is warming up.

This matter is clearly not going to end easily.

Soon the team's management found Qin Yu. The team's assistant general manager, Tom Payne, called Qin Yu into his office with a hostile expression.

"Qin," Payne said sternly, his tone annoyed and angry, "What's wrong with you? Do you still want to work here?"

He was given a hard time from the start, but he was clearly wrong.

Qin Yu wasn't afraid at all. The reason he hit James was not only because James was too foul-mouthed, but also because he wanted to make a big scene and attract the attention of the team's management.

This is also part of the plan.

Qin Yu's lips curled up slightly; it was time to proceed to the next step.

"Mr. Payne, you know I am a very humble person and work very hard. I would not have done that if I hadn't been forced to."

Qin Yu remained calm and said, "I'm sure you've heard how that bastard Jason treated me. We Chinese have an old saying, 'When forbearance reaches its limit, there's no need to forbear any longer.' Well, it means I've had enough and I have to fight back."

Qin Yu must absolve himself of all responsibility. It's not that I wanted to cause trouble, but that Jason was inhuman.

Jason had been the Trail Blazers' head trainer for many years, so Payne knew what kind of person he was. He had also heard about Qin Yu's situation, but he didn't care; he was just a small assistant trainer.

He didn't refute Qin Yu, but instead changed his tone: "But what you did was still wrong, Qin. Your behavior today has had a very bad influence on the team. If word gets out, it could even have a detrimental effect on the team's image."

Okay, so might makes right, right?

I'm always wrong, right?

Qin Yu secretly curled his lip, having expected this.

Payne continued, "I heard that you beat Jason up pretty badly. He was furious and was about to call the police, but I managed to stop him. However, he needs to be held accountable for this. Paying for medical expenses is fine, you probably don't have much money anyway, but you need to apologize to him and leave the team."

"Is there severance pay?"

"Of course...no."

"An apology is out of the question, never in my life. As for leaving the team..." Qin Yu looked at Payne, his eyes gleaming. "Mr. Payne, if I told you I could get Oden back on the court before All-Star Weekend, would you still want to fire me?"

Payne was taken aback by these words, then shook his head: "Qin, don't joke with me, I hate this kind of joke. If you just want compensation, I might be able to help you if you're nicer, but you won't get anything this way, I promise."

His tone had become impatient.

It's been almost a month now, and the All-Star Weekend is in February, which means that Oden has only had a month to recover and return to the court.

This is ridiculous.

Given Oden's injury situation, it's inevitable that he'll miss the rest of the season, and it's even uncertain when he'll be able to return to the court next season.

Do you really think I'm stupid?

Payne stood up. He was also an NBA player, a center, a 218cm tall man who looked like a small mountain and was very imposing.

Qin Yu also stood up, looking directly into Payne's eyes without flinching, his tone serious and earnest: "I'm not joking, much less toying with you. If you don't believe me, you can ask Oden; he only trained for half an hour under my guidance today and already showed significant results."

Upon hearing this, Payne raised an eyebrow and began to ponder.

He also found it strange that Oden would protect Qin Yu, since the two didn't seem to have much of a relationship. Could it be... that what Qin Yu said was true?

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

Payne's face darkened, and he snapped irritably, "Didn't I tell you not to bother me?"

A secretary's voice came from outside: "Boss, it's Greg. He insists on seeing you."

Oden?

"Looks like my points weren't wasted," Qin Yu thought to himself, glancing at Payne. Payne thought for a moment and then said to the outside, "Let him in."

Soon, Oden came in, looking anxious.

He glanced at Qin Yu first, then said to Payne, "Mr. Payne, I heard you're going to fire Qin Yu, is that true?"

Seeing Oden's eagerness only fueled Payne's curiosity.

Could what Qin Yu said be true?

is it possible?

Rather than believing that Qin Yu could bring Oden back to the court within a month, he'd rather believe that one of Qin Yu and Oden is gay.

However, if Oden can return after the All-Star break and play in the playoffs, the benefit to the team will be immeasurable.

The Trail Blazers have had a lot of injuries this season, but Roy and Aldridge have performed exceptionally well. Under their leadership, the Trail Blazers have a good chance of making the playoffs. However, without Oden in the playoffs, they will probably have a hard time going very far.

"Greg, please have a seat."

Payne hesitated for a moment, then gestured for Oden to sit down and began asking him about his training session with Qin Yu that afternoon.

The answer was exactly as Qin Yu had said.

That's a full 80 points, which Qin Yu himself couldn't bear to use.

However, Payne still didn't believe it, so he went back to the training facility with Qin Yu and Oden to verify it on the spot.

......

Training stadium.

The players had already left, and the huge arena was quiet. Payne personally passed the ball to Oden and said, "Take a few easy shots first, don't force yourself."

Oden rubbed his hands together, feeling a surge of excitement. He was eager to prove himself to Payne. He immediately took the basketball, took a deep breath, and lightly jumped at elbow level, flicking his wrist...

Swish!

With a soft thud, the basketball swished through the net.

"Again."

Payne continued to pass the ball, and Oden grinned, his movements becoming increasingly fluid. He made several shots in a row, feeling great.

Qin Yu was also observing and evaluating Oden's condition to verify just how effective the "system points" really were.

The result surprised him; the effect was quite remarkable.

"Looks like I'll have to be more careful in the future, adding it little by little." Qin Yu secretly decided that he couldn't add too much to Oden at once in the future.

Saving points is one aspect.

On the other hand, it can't be too outrageous. This thing is hard to explain, and he doesn't want to be taken to some mysterious organization for dissection.

Payne, a former NBA player, possessed a keen eye and naturally noticed the difference between Oden and his predecessors.

Previously, Oden was unable to perform normal shooting motions due to injuries and surgery, and his confidence was severely damaged, resulting in an abysmal shooting percentage.

But at this moment, Oden's movements became more fluid, and even his confidence seemed to have recovered considerably.

Of course, it can't compare to before the injury, but compared to yesterday, there has obviously been a huge change, even a "drastic change".

"Incredible."

Payne turned to Qin Yu and asked, "How did you do that?"

At this moment, he no longer doubted the existence of any "bromance" between Oden and Qin Yu, because the facts were clear: even if Oden wanted to act, he couldn't.

He was just very curious, curious about how Qin Yu had done it—it was simply a medical miracle!

Qin Yu smiled mysteriously and said, "This is the magical power of the East, an ancient tradition of our Chinese nation. Do you understand Traditional Chinese Medicine?"

Oden, like a well-behaved child, excitedly raised his hand: "I know, it's just some magical herbs that, when mixed together, can cure diseases."

"NO." Qin Yu curled his lip, stood with his hands behind his back, head held high, exuding an air of superiority. "You think traditional Chinese medicine is just a bunch of herbs? I can only say you're terribly wrong. Traditional Chinese medicine is profound and extensive; you've only scratched the surface. Do you even know acupuncture? Have you ever heard of the Five Animal Frolics? These are nothing compared to things like scraping the bone to remove poison and bringing the dead back to life—those are the truly amazing things."

At this moment, Qin Yu's image in Oden and Payne's hearts has been elevated. They can say without hesitation that Jason is trash. What does he know about rehabilitation training?

What does he know?!

Herbal remedies, acupuncture, and what kind of opera was it again?

Oden and Payne looked at each other, completely bewildered, and shook their heads in unison. Whatever, as long as it works.

......

After conducting some more tests, Payne had given up on the idea of ​​firing Qin Yu. He looked at Qin Yu eagerly and asked, "Can you really get Greg back on the court before All-Star Weekend? I mean fully fit to play, not forced to."

"certainly."

With the system at his fingertips, Qin Yu was absolutely confident: "I guarantee that Greg will be able to return before All-Star Weekend, and his physical condition will be even better than before he was injured."

Payne laughed and took Qin Yu's hand: "Then there's no problem. Greg is in your hands now. As for Jason, don't worry about him, I'll handle that. From today onwards, you're only responsible to Greg, you don't need to take orders from Jason."

Qin Yu smiled too.

Get it!

Of course, this is only a short-term goal; there's still a long way to go, such as completely eliminating Jensen...

......

After Payne left, Qin Yu and Oden remained in the arena. There was no need to add any more points to Oden for the time being, but Qin Yu still had things to do for the day.

Looking at Oden, whose face had regained its radiance, Qin Yu smiled and said, "Greg, in order to accurately assess your current recovery status, I'd like to have a one-on-one match with you."

Oden raised an eyebrow, intrigued, and looked Qin Yu up and down. "Of course I'm fine with it, but can you?"

He just tested his shooting and jumping skills, and he felt good about it. He thinks he can do more, like dribbling and changing direction...

Of course, his injury has not healed.

Oden himself could sense this.

Even so, he was still absolutely confident that he could at least handle Qin Yu, and that even in this state, Qin Yu would not be his match.

"Of course I can. Don't forget, I was once a key player on the LIU basketball team." Qin Yu picked up the basketball, bounced it a few times on the floor to get a feel for it, and then said, "Mind if I go first?"

"Of course," Oden nodded.

This is an unconventional one-on-one match.

On one side is Greg Oden, the NBA's number one draft pick who underwent surgery after being injured; on the other side is Qin Yu, a former NCAA player and now a trainer.

Under any other circumstances, the two would never have had a one-on-one match. But now that Oden is injured, Qin Yu just happens to need a one-on-one duel... As long as he scores against Oden, he will receive points as a reward from the system.

......

"I am coming."

The one-on-one duel begins.

Before Qin Yu finished speaking, he had already started moving, tilting his right shoulder, lowering his center of gravity, and preparing to break through to the right.

Oden simply stood in front, appearing relaxed, but his excellent wingspan allowed him to cover a large defensive area simply by spreading his arms.

It wasn't easy for Qin Yu to get past him directly, so the next moment Qin Yu performed another crossover.

The change of direction was quick, and the dribbling speed was also very fast, which made Oden raise his eyebrows slightly. He could see that Qin Yu's basic skills were still excellent, so he moved back slightly to the side without being too serious. After all, he had a knee injury and had to take it easy.

The next moment, Qin Yu burst into speed, but he still couldn't get past Oden.

Because Qin Yu's injured knee limited his mobility, he couldn't keep up with the speed burst after changing direction, and his movements became disjointed.

"Damn it, I forgot to add points to myself."

Qin Yu was a little frustrated. Seeing that he could no longer get past Oden, he had no choice but to step back and take a jump shot.

This is American one-on-one; you can't dribble more than three times.

Oden didn't jump much, just stretched out his arm to block and interfere. He didn't touch the ball, but he didn't care, turning his head to watch the ball fly towards the basket...