Basketball glory

"I can guarantee my reputation that this matter is true." Yao Ming said loudly.

Hearing what he said, An Ran was a little unsure about what was going on and signaled Yao Ming to continue. Since he was so sure, he was still somewhat sure of the accuracy of the information.

Although full of doubts, An Ran still wanted to hear his analysis first.

"Actually, the United States not only encourages the NBA to enter China, but also encourages various sports, such as football, baseball, etc. But basketball is their first step." Yao Ming said calmly.

"What they want to export is not basketball or sports, but their culture!"

"They want to attract China's attention to the NBA and then influence our country through their culture. At the same time, they encourage China's good local players to play in the NBA. On the one hand, they want to praise them and let the Chinese recognize the heroes in their eyes.

, and how vulnerable they are in the eyes of Americans. More importantly..."

Yao Ming's eyes sharpened, he looked at An Ran, and said unwillingly: "What they hope is that our excellent players will be completely lost in the NBA, indulge in money and money, and be squeezed out by the league. In the end, they will waste their talents, so that they can weaken

The overall strength of the Chinese men's basketball team has made the Chinese people understand and accept the reality that the Chinese people are not good at sports."

Yao Ming's analysis suddenly frightened An Ran. It seemed that he had never thought that it would be so serious.

This move is obviously intended to destroy all outstanding basketball players in China.

Chinese football has been in decline for many years. Basketball has just started to improve and can no longer accept such heavy losses.

An Ran pursed her lips vigorously, seeming to be thinking about the impact this behavior would have on China.

"Once we get government support, Tencent Sports, CCTV5 and other media will flock to it. By then, American NBA culture will really occupy our cultural position." Yao Ming smiled helplessly.

Now more people watch NBA than CBA. If the United States liberalizes broadcasting rights and vigorously provides channels, it may even occupy half of the sports live broadcast industry.

Enron knows that basketball is a very popular sport in China, but it is really sad that this huge country cannot produce any good athletes, and it has to worry about the invasion of American culture.

Yao Ming stirred the coffee in front of him, but did not notice that the coffee was actually cold.

The two of them looked at each other in silence, and they had so much to say that they didn't know where to start.

"Actually, when I entered the NBA, there were signs of this kind of thing. I was indeed somewhat famous in China at the time, but do you think I could become the number one pick based on my ability at that time?"

Yao Ming's self-deprecating words left An Ran at a loss.

Yao Ming has always been the god of Chinese basketball and is recognized as the number one player.

Even he thought there was a behind-the-scenes driving force behind his achievements? The more An Ran thought about it, the more horrified he became.

"So, you suspect that this kind of plan had already begun?" An Ran asked.

Yao Ming nodded, picked up the coffee in the cup, but did not bother to taste it, but drank it all in one gulp.

Then he slowly said: "I became the No. 1 pick. I thought it was a bit incredible at the time. Moreover, my evaluation by NBA scouts was not as good as outsiders thought. Therefore, the media was probably controlled at that time.

You want to flatter me and kill me."

"But because I worked hard enough and trained hard, I managed to stand out in the limited time. After I played, I learned a little bit about their conspiracy."

Yao Ming said with a wry smile: "The only thing they missed is that I really have the ability to be the No. 1 pick, but by mistake, they were smarter than others."

Hearing the pride in Yao Ming's tone, An Ran also smiled, and the serious atmosphere was a little less.

"So they accidentally promoted a Chinese giant?" After saying this, An Ran laughed softly.

"Yes, only those with real strength can gain a foothold in the NBA. Dazhi, Minibus, and the United Arab Emirates all failed. Every time they gave the Chinese people hope, every time they disappointed the Chinese people."

"This is exactly what the United States wants, to make the Chinese disappointed with their players." An Ran was quick to understand and quickly understood what they were thinking.

"But are you sure that I have the strength to stand in the NBA? Aren't you letting the Chinese people down once again?"

Yao Ming shook his head and said: "I'm not sure, but I think you are the most suitable person. Also, Ding Yanyuhang, Zhou Qi, and Guo Ailun will be the first to be inspected by the NBA in recent years, and I think you will too.

They intervened and investigated."

"Ding Yan Yuhang?" An Ran asked in surprise. You must know that Xiao Ding is still his teammate and knows him better. Even he didn't know that he was under investigation. Why did Yao Ming know?

"This is the first step of their plan, to select a large number of people to go to the United States, hollow out China's outstanding athletes, and let them degrade there."

After hearing what Yao Ming said, An Ran immediately wanted to remind them and discuss the matter with them. But Yao Ming immediately stopped him.

"Young man, it's not bad news to go and practice."

Yao Ming's words made An Ran confused. Didn't he just say that the United States was Sima Zhao's heart? Why did he say that now? An Ran felt that his brain was not enough.

"They have dreams, and it's okay to try, but they will face greater difficulties and temptations. Once someone succeeds, China's men's basketball team will have no worries for ten years."

An Ran still asked in confusion: "Then what if the United States deliberately targeted these outstanding players and didn't produce them?"

Yao Ming's eyes instantly fell on An Ran, which made him a little at a loss. He didn't know why he suddenly looked at him with such complicated eyes.

"If they all fail, you will be the only one left. My energy is limited and I can only try my best to cultivate one, the most promising player!!"

The expectations in Yao Ming's words made An Ran a little upset and a little overwhelmed. It seemed that he had no confidence that he would be the person who shouldered the hope of Chinese basketball.

"I, can it really be done?" An Ran asked unconfidently.

"You are the person I like, what do you think?" Yao Ming answered affirmatively. Although he was not sure at the moment, he was still confident. Yao Ming believed that he could never be wrong about people.

When An Ran heard this, he breathed a long sigh of relief and felt a little calmer. But at this moment, he still felt like he was dreaming. In the future, the hope of the renaissance of Chinese basketball is pinned on himself?

"I can play in the NBA now? Do I have this kind of ability?"

"No."

Yao Ming's words poured cold water on An Ran. If you can't, then what else can you say?

"But after my special training, you should have this strength. You have obvious shortcomings and strong plasticity. Your future is definitely worth looking forward to."

Yao Ming's words moved An Ran's heart. The same words were said by Smith when he was in prison.

He once said that An Ran has a strong learning ability, and he also successfully turned An Ran into a powerful scorer and a strong ball handler.

Yao Ming's words also gave An Ran the confidence that she would never lack for hard work. An Ran thought to herself, if she put in the same effort as Yao Ming, would she also be successful.

After walking out of the coffee shop, An Ran felt a little confused. The waves of information made him a little confused. He never thought that after just a few chats, he would have to shoulder the important task of reviving Chinese basketball.

An Ran knew that he wanted to enter the NBA, and he would definitely do so. But he never associated himself with the national mission.

When An Ran heard Yao Ming say that if he could maintain his current level, he would definitely have a place in the Olympics next year, An Ran felt his blood boiling all over.

Being able to win glory for the country as an athlete is undoubtedly the greatest affirmation for an athlete. An Ran admitted that he was indeed moved.

But I also know that if you really want to be the first, you must have strong self-control.

You must not be lazy in training, your diet must be reasonable, you must not be lax on and off the field, you must set an example.

An Ran thought about it and walked back to her apartment.

Suddenly, it occurred to me that she still didn't know if Xie Ziyun and Xiao Ran had settled down for the night, so An Ran planned to call and take care of them.

"Ah!!! Why are there so many things?" An Ran shouted to the sky irritably.

It was so uncomfortable to have these things piled up and not being under one's control. Only then did An Ran realize that with great power comes great responsibility.

"Why are you howling? It's so late at night."

Before the call was made, An Ran was suddenly interrupted by an impatient voice.

"Huh? Why are you sitting downstairs again? You're not going home at this hour and you're running away from home again?"

An Ran took a closer look and was shocked. Xiaohu was sitting downstairs alone again. She didn't know what he was thinking.

It felt like the relationship between the two had eased a bit the last time I went to his school, but it was like that again when they met again.

Both of them looked disgusted, and they were in perfect harmony.

"My mother kicked me out again. I didn't do well in the exam." Xiaohu held his chin and said with a sad look on his face.

An Ran raised her head and saw that Pan Ting's room was still lit and waiting. She felt relieved and no longer worried.

Mother and daughter have their own ways of communicating, but there's no doubt that both care about each other.

"I'm worried too, I feel so stressed." An Ran sat down next to him, and the two of them occupied the entire staircase.

"What kind of pressure do you have? You can do what you like and still make so much money." Xiaohu asked puzzledly.

"My girlfriend doesn't want me to play basketball, but I'm destined to enter the NBA. I don't know what to do now." An Ran looked sad. If we say that shouldering the mission of revitalizing Chinese basketball is still far away, but with

However, Xie Ziyun's disagreement has become a very urgent matter.

"Yes, women are all in trouble, and so is my mother. I just like to play ball, but she insists on saying that I can't play ball because I'm not even 1.7 meters tall."

Listening to his head-shaking complaints, An Ran found it particularly funny. Such a young child didn't even go to junior high school and he already knew how to play basketball.

But I still admire him very much in my heart. He really dared to give up his studies to practice football.

Although I have never seen him play in person, I communicated with him once and listened to his talk, and I really learned something.

An Ran looked up at the night sky and sighed silently: "Xie Ziyun, how can you trust me to play ball?"