One Guard

A petite woman was walking back and forth in the player tunnel, her fingers interlocked and placed on her chest. It can be clearly seen that this woman's eyes are a little rosy, but her mouth is laughing happily.

"Mrs. Yi! Your son is simply one of the best basketball players I have ever seen!" Stevens walked into the tunnel and saw the mother waiting for her son. He warmly greeted her and shook hands with Wen Xue .

"Thank you, Mr. Coach. If it wasn't for you, Yiyang wouldn't have had the chance to play." The woman's face was full of gratitude. It was not easy for a woman to raise her son alone in a slum. If it wasn't for Stevens, Wen Xue really didn't know what kind of path Yiyang would take.

"It's your son who has great strength. Believe my wife, if there is another team that wants to own it now, they will have to line up!" The joy in Stevens' heart is no less than Wen Xue's, and Yang's performance today also proved that Stevens was not mistaken.

The Asian defender who dared to confront John Wall was excluded because of his skin color and was almost buried. Fortunately, Stevens inadvertently saw the video of that game when he was inspecting Wall, otherwise, the world would have lost a talented basketball player.

"Yiyang, he..." Wenxue pointed her slender fingers at the exit of the player tunnel, wondering why her son hadn't come back yet.

"Oh, he must be being interviewed by reporters right now. Ma'am, your son is already a star at Butler University!" Stevens smiled proudly.

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"Yeah! Where are you from? I mean, are you from China or Korea?"

"How do you feel about your performance in today's game!?"

"Is Harlan Gordy too weak for you! Do you think you have a chance of winning if you play against John Wall!?"

Facing the microphones that were barely reaching his mouth and the reporters who couldn't wait, Yiyang was suddenly at a loss.

Since his father passed away until now, Yiyang, whose personality has changed drastically, has basically never been paid attention to by others. No one likes this yellow-skinned, curmudgeonly kid, even though he's doing well in the high school league.

Yiyang has always been the one who was isolated, he never knew what it was like to be under the spotlight.

Therefore, in the face of this sudden large amount of attention, I don't know how to deal with it at all. Fortunately, Gordon Hayward with a childish face came up to rescue Yiyang at this time.

Hayward hugged Yiyang's shoulder from behind. This white small forward who still looks like a high school student is not as deadly as he is on the basketball court at the moment.

"You are on the court, I just need to shoot like in practice. Because he can always find opportunities for us, I am very happy to have a player like him on the team. With him, we will definitely go this season. Far away!" Hayward's appearance allowed Yiyang to satisfy the curious reporters without saying a word.

Afterwards, although the reporters were still asking questions, under Hayward's "shelter", Yiyang was able to quickly return to the player tunnel.

"Hehe, you have to get used to this kind of thing. The media is not all that bad. Sometimes, the media is quite useful to us." Hayward patted Yiyang on the back with a smile, but Yiyang is still A look of facial paralysis.

Suddenly, Yiyang smiled. But not because of Hayward, but because this bad boy loved by fans saw the most important person in his life.

"Mom." Yiyang walked up and hugged Wenxue into his arms with his strong arms. The son has grown up, and now it is his turn to take care of his mother.

"You know Yiyang, I'm so proud! Your father, he must be proud of you too!"

"I'll play well,

mom. I've told my coaches that I want to play professional basketball, like my dad. Stevens will train me in that direction too. Don't worry, we don't have to live that kind of fearful life anymore. After I get my first paycheck, we'll be moving! Get out of Long Beach! "

"You have to listen to Mr. Stevens, will you? Don't trouble him. Mr. Stevens is a good man, and we must never forget him."

"Understood, Mom, can I still eat him? I'll go back to the locker room first, and I'll take you to the station later." Yiyang kissed his mother's forehead, and under the approving gazes of the stadium staff, Next, the last one walked into the team locker room.

When Yiyang pushed open the locker room door, warm applause suddenly came from his ears.

"Heroes are always the last to appear! Congratulations to Yiyang, you have won your first NCAA career victory!" Stevens took the initiative to take the lead and applauded Yiyang's wonderful performance. It turned out that all members of the Bulldogs had already been waiting in the locker room.

"Fifteen assists! God, you must have the ability to predict the future, right? You must know in advance where we will appear in the next second!" Shervin Mark really likes Yiyang now Yes, give up his No. 1 jersey, Mark now feels that this is a matter of course.

As Mark said, he stretched out a hand to Yiyang.

Yiyang was stunned for a moment. After his father passed away and before he entered Butler University, he had never been so close to anyone other than his mother. When he returned to the locker room in high school, Yiyang could only change his clothes under the cold eyes of his teammates and leave silently. But now, this group of guys actually took the initiative to applaud themselves. Yeah, maybe in this world, not everyone is that bad...

Yiyang grabbed Mark's hand, and the two pulled each other over at the same time, their shoulders touching. "Thank you for picking me up today when I fell, Mark."

"Hahahaha, you don't have to thank us for this kind of thing. Hey, we are a team, a team! Take care of each other, this is what we should do!"

"Today's alley-oop was really cool!" Willie Wesley also came forward to give Yiyang a high-five.

"Hey, your pass made me pissed off in front of Harlan Gordy!" After that, it was Matt Howard, the white center who Yiyang pointed at his nose and scolded.

"Good boy, one day teach me the trick of emergency stop and back change." Even Norid, who was pushed to the bench by Yiyang, also took the initiative to hug the new No. 1. Then, more and more people rushed forward, and Yiyang was surrounded by this group of guys with different skin colors.

At the beginning, Yiyang was a little blunt when facing the enthusiasm of his teammates, but in the end, he gradually opened up his heart. Yes, Yiyang knew that this time, he was really a part of this team. This smelly and hard stone seems to have been knocked open...

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When Yiyang walked out of the stadium with his mother and Brad Stevens, there were not many people left around the Bulldogs' home court.

After all, Butler University isn't all that close to downtown Indianapolis. Most people hope to go back and rest early.

"I've ordered a car for you, ma'am. You can come here to watch the game whenever you have time in the future." Stevens was still polite to Yiyang's mother.

"Hey, it's him!" At this moment, a little boy pointed at Yiyang and ran up to him excitedly.

"Yeah, can you please sign it for me!? Just sign it on this Bulldogs T-shirt!" The little boy, who may only be four or five years old, puffed up his chest. is smiling slightly.

"Ah?" Yiyang looked at Stevens standing beside him with a blank expression.

"Give him an autograph, too. He's the first fan to ask you for an autograph, and you can't say no to him."

"Can't you write your own name?" the little boy asked innocently.

"I...Of course I will!" Yiyang said, picked up the marker pen in the little boy's hand, and wrote his Chinese name crookedly on the little boy's chest.

After Yiyang finished writing, he returned the pen to the little boy, and continued to be at a loss.

Stevens shook his head. At this moment, shouldn't Yiyang touch the little boy's head and say some beautiful words to make everything happy? However, the appearance is cold and cold, but the heart is very warm, this is Yiyang.

"Dad, look, it's Yi's signature!" The little boy excitedly ran between his parents. "I will definitely treasure this T-shirt!"

The little boy's parents touched his head affectionately. "As long as you like it."

After that, the happy family of three disappeared into the darkness in the distance.

"Look, it's so late, and there are still fans willing to wait for you."

"I don't know what to do." Yiyang tilted his head at Stevens.

"Don't worry, you'll be at your fingertips with these things soon..."

While speaking, the taxi called by Stevens arrived at the gate of the stadium. Seeing Yiyang's mother and son get in the car and leave, the young marshal couldn't help but look up at the starry night sky.

Maybe soon, Yiyang will become one of these stars?

Boy, you must succeed.