Chapter 449 Just because you want to play in the NBA?
Chapter 449 Just because you want to play in the NBA?
"Ding dong..."
"Welcome, what can I have something to eat?"
As soon as the guests entered the door, they were quite surprised to see the huge creature walking in front of them.
"Lao Wang, your new waiter is really strong!"
The customer who just walked in looked like a regular customer of the fast food restaurant.
Hearing his words, Wang Xu, who was busy at the bar, raised his head and said with a smile: "I'm a relative's kid, I'm just here to help out for a few days, what do you want?"
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A few minutes later, the kitchen.
"How's it going? Do the new clothes fit?"
Wang Xu smiled and wanted to pat Wang Feng on the shoulder, but the height difference between the two made this action very difficult for him, so he had to give up.
"Well, it's just right, thank you, Brother Wang."
Wang Feng nodded slightly and said.
Wang Feng, who is 2 meters tall, did not have any clothes that fit him in the restaurant, so after trying for a day, Wang Xu specially bought Wang Feng a suit of clothes that fit him. Although they were just cheap and cheap products, they would not let Wang Feng.
I continued to suffer from the cold in the coldest months of winter.
"That's good."
Wang Xu nodded slightly.
Although they had only been in contact for less than two days, Wang Feng left a very good impression on him. He was careful and conscientious in his work and very polite. He was not like those street gangsters he imagined.
In this case, it is okay to let Wang Feng stay here temporarily, or even pay him a little salary later.
It's just that Wang Xu's fast food restaurant is also a small business, specializing in Chinese food. The business in Queens, New York, is not very good, and it can only make ends meet. It can't afford to hire waiters, so even if it pays wages, it can't give much money.
"If you are tired, you can go to the kitchen to rest. You can stay in the store for now."
Wang Xu was finally relieved about Wang Feng, and he let him stay in the store at night without worrying about Wang Feng stealing things from the store and running away.
"Well, Brother Wang, I'm just staying here for a few days. When a team wants me, I can move out." Wang Feng did not forget to add.
Regarding what Wang Feng said, Wang Xu just listened casually.
Although Wang Feng's height looks like that of a basketball player, he doesn't think Wang Feng can play in the NBA.
Although Wang Xu himself doesn't pay much attention to basketball and sports circles, his son is a die-hard basketball fan and keeps Michael Jordan's name on his lips all day long.
Therefore, Wang Xu is more or less aware of what the NBA is all about.
It was a stage for a group of wealthy people to compete. It is said that even the worst substitute players have an annual salary of tens of thousands, like the New York Knicks star Patrick Ewing, whose annual salary is as high as more than 4 million!
Four million dollars!
For Wang Xu, this is simply an astronomical figure. His fast food restaurant's net profit for the whole year is only more than 10,000 US dollars, and this more than 10,000 US dollars is needed to support his entire family.
Therefore, to him, things about the NBA are like listening to a story.
"Oh, by the way, I mentioned your matter to my son yesterday. I said you wanted to play in the NBA. He is a die-hard NBA fan and is very interested in you. He said he would come to the store after class today.
you."
"Brother Wang's son?"
Wang Feng remembered that Wang Xu had mentioned before that he had a son named Wang Xiao, who was just eighteen years old and was studying in a high school in Brooklyn, New York.
"Okay, if he wants to learn to play basketball, I can teach him."
Wang Feng said.
However, when Wang Feng formally met Wang Xu's son Wang Xiao when he was about to close the store in the afternoon, what he saw was an expression of disgust written all over his face.
"Haha, you must be the guy my dad was talking about."
Eighteen-year-old Wang Xiao is dressed in a fashionable style, full of hip-hop style, which can be compared with many black youths on the street.
"I just said that my dad was deceived. He is quite tall, but you don't think you can enter the NBA just because of your height, do you? Are you afraid of blowing your cover?"
Wang Feng: "..."
"You brat, why are you talking to your uncle Wang Feng?" Wang Xu immediately scolded.
But compared to Wang Xiao, Wang Xu's words seemed to hurt Wang Feng more.
uncle?
When did he become an uncle?
After being scolded by Wang Xu, Wang Xiao said nothing more, curled his lips and turned away.
Perhaps in his eyes, Wang Feng was just a homeless man who went to his father's shop to cheat and kidnap people who wanted to make a living as a stutterer.
Wang Feng did not take this matter seriously.
In this day and age, it is not surprising at all to have such thoughts.
Before Dayao achieved unprecedented success in the NBA, almost everyone felt that Asians were simply not suitable for the sport of basketball, and that basketball belonged to blacks and whites.
Wang Feng is a yellow man, but he boasts that he wants to play in the NBA. No one who knows a little bit about basketball believes him.
This is also a problem that is troubling Wang Feng now.
How can he join an NBA team?
1994 was no different than Wang Feng's original era, and the development of the NBA was not as advanced as it was later. Although every team had professional scouts, the scouts' main focus was on universities and high schools.
For a pure "newcomer" like Wang Feng, who is close to 30 years old and has no competition experience, no one will take a serious look at him.
"Speaking of the fastest way to join the NBA...sure enough, it is to beat an active star player in the league and quickly get into the sight of scouts."
At night, Wang Feng lay on a makeshift "bed" made of tables, thinking silently.
"But the question is, which star would sit idle and challenge a nobody like me?"
Wang Feng suddenly thought of a place, a place that was so popular on the domestic Internet - Locke Park.
Rucker Park, the most famous basketball court in the world, is located in Harlem near Manhattan, New York. It is the birthplace of American streetball culture and the holy land of streetball. Countless streetball players have been born here, including those who have played in the NBA.
Alston, the streetball king who once played.
There are also many well-known NBA stars who have come to Rucker Park to play, including but not limited to Kobe, Iverson, Carter and others.
This is different from the NBA, which has a high threshold. As a street basketball court, anyone can play and dominate the court as long as their personal skills are good enough. NBA scouts often come to Locke Park for inspections.
But the problem is, when it comes to Rucker Park, Wang Feng is a little panicked.
It is not a professional arena with rules and regulations. As the most representative basketball court of black culture, it is not peaceful at all.
Wang Feng has seen relevant news more than once. It is said that someone wore a new pair of sneakers to Rucker Park and was stared at by several black people.
Some people also say that you should never take the subway to Rucker Park because it is very dangerous when you get out of the subway.
Wang Feng was really worried. If he carelessly went to Rock Park to play gymnastics, would his life be in danger? Literally.
After all, with Wang Feng’s current 99 overall rating and a large number of purple Hall of Fame level badges, being in Locke Park is completely a dimensionality reduction attack. No matter how strong a street ball player is, he needs to be physically and mentally skilled, and have three-point breakthroughs.
A one-on-one duel with an almost all-around perfect basketball player in the paint will only result in being blown away.
If Wang Feng were a black man, he wouldn't have to worry so much. After all, everyone is black and they would give each other some face.
But as an Asian, you must be prepared to take corresponding risks when you show off your power in black territory.
Wang Feng did not want to die in an inexplicable shooting before he could challenge the NBA dynasty. Therefore, although the plan to make a name for himself in Rucker Park is feasible, the specific implementation process must be cautious.
"Tomorrow, we will go to the surrounding street courts to check out the atmosphere and culture of street basketball in this era. After we have a better understanding, we can go to Locke Park..."
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"Xiao Xiao, you talked too much today."
At Wang Xu's house, when the family was having dinner together at the dining table, Wang Xu said to Wang Xiao.
"It's someone's dream to play in the NBA. You don't have to believe that he can do it, but you can't insult someone else's dream!"
"Humph, what's so respectable about daydreaming?"
Wang Xiao held the rice bowl and whispered angrily.
"Wang Xiao!"
Wang Xu frowned and his tone worsened, he was really angry.
Wang Xiao didn't say anything else, he lowered his head and ate the meal in silence, but his hands holding the bowl and chopsticks tightened involuntarily.
Damn it, why am I recalling it at this time...
It was when Wang Xiao had just entered high school. During a class activity, he spoke out his dream in front of all his classmates.
"My dream is to enter the NBA and become a basketball star!"
In order to realize his dream, Wang Xiao signed up for the high school team and officially received systematic basketball training.
However……
"Hahaha! At this level, you still want to play in the NBA? I can beat you with one hand!"
"Save your energy, no matter how hard you try, it's useless, your talent is just that!"
"A yellow man also wants to play basketball? Don't have such unrealistic dreams again!"
I don’t know when he began to understand the cruelty of reality. Wang Xiao never mentioned his dream again and quit the school basketball team. Although he still loves basketball and the NBA, he has understood that the NBA is something he absolutely cannot do.
areas of contact.
"Hmph, a guy who appears out of nowhere and is already in his thirties actually wants to play in the NBA? Stop dreaming!"
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The next day, after finishing the chores in the convenience store, Wang Feng took a leave from his boss Wang Xu and wandered around the surrounding neighborhoods to inspect the conditions of the street basketball courts.
I have to admit that the construction of the United States in the 1990s was really quite good. Many street public facilities were even better than those in the first-tier cities in China twenty years later.
But this is not surprising. This is New York, the largest city in the United States, and one of the best cities in the world. How could the construction be poor?
In recent years, with the three consecutive championship dynasty of the basketball god Jordan, the NBA, as the third largest ball game in the United States, has received more and more attention and love.
Wang Feng walked around a few blocks and saw several courts, and people could be seen playing in each court. It was clear that the United States has a strong basketball atmosphere.
It's just that although there are many people playing golf, their level is not very good.
Most of them are just ordinary fans. In Wang Feng's view, they are quite amateurs and don't even have the desire to stop and take a second look.
"Sure enough, if you want to become famous, you still have to go to a place like Rock Park, the holy land of street ball..."
Wang Feng thought this as he passed by a street basketball court again.
Glancing at the children playing on the court, he shook his head slightly and was about to leave.
At this moment, a familiar figure among the people stopped him.
"Is that... Wang Xiao?"
Wang Feng was a little surprised when he saw Wang Xiao, who was wearing a jersey and a white headscarf with a full hip-hop style, sweating profusely on the court.
"Yes, Brother Wang said before that Wang Xiao also likes the NBA. It's not surprising that he likes playing basketball so much."
He stopped and took a closer look at Wang Xiao's basketball skills. Wang Feng couldn't help but shake his head slightly.
From a professional point of view, Wang Xiao's dribbling skills are barely average, but his body is so thin that even a high school student's amateur defensive level can seriously affect his movements once he has slight physical contact with him.
At this level, I can only be a basketball enthusiast.
While Wang Feng was still watching the excitement, several black guys walked over from a distance.
"Hey, let me tell you, why are you here playing ball again? Didn't you tell me? This is our territory!"
These people came to the court, stopped Wang Xiao and others who were playing, and said unceremoniously.
The two parties seemed to know each other. Although the other party's tone was arrogant, Wang Xiao and the others didn't say much. They quietly put away the basketball and left.
But at this time, the black young man who had spoken earlier looked at Wang Xiao and laughed again.
"Who was I at that time? I didn't look carefully just now. It turned out to be our star Wang Xiao who is inspiring us to enter the NBA! Why, are you still working hard for your basketball dream?"
Wang Xiao lowered his head and said nothing, but he could not help clenching his fists.
He knew the black man in front of him. He was the ace of Wang Xiao's high school basketball team, Jack.
Jack is a popular figure in their high school, and he is also well-known in high school basketball circles across the United States. I heard that several college scouts are already investigating Jack's potential. Once he is spotted by one of the universities, he can
Special sports recruits join the university and participate in the NCAA!
Everyone knows that the NCAA is the best bridge to the NBA.
If there is anyone in their high school who is most likely to join the NBA in the future, it is Jack!
It's just that although he is extremely talented, this guy has a very bad character. In school, he liked to take advantage of his height of nearly 1.9 meters and his strong body, and would often bully his classmates.
Wang Xiao was one of the targets of his bullying.
"It's interesting. It's hard to meet you on the court as a future NBA star. Otherwise, let's have a one-on-one duel. I'm very sorry that you left the school team, because I have always wanted to experience the performance of future NBA stars on the court.
The style on top.”
Listening to Jack's sinister taunts, Wang Xiao didn't respond. He turned around holding the basketball and wanted to leave.
But as soon as he moved, he was immediately surrounded by several people.
"I'm telling you, kid! You have to challenge me today, otherwise you won't be able to leave here!"