Slam Dunk: My Study Abroad Career in Northern Hunan

Chapter 1 The car accident is the beginning of all time-travelers!

Author: Chief Disciple of the Beggar Clan

Chapter 1 The car accident is the beginning of all time-travelers!

At night, on a quiet, dark street, a large truck ran through a red light and sped past.

"Beep!! Beep!!"

"Boom!"

After a rapid blast of horns, there was a loud bang on the road. In the dark night, a figure flew several meters away and then landed heavily on the ground. Blood flowed from the man's body and stained the ground.

The warm sunlight shines through the leaves of the old locust tree, across the window sill, and into the room.

"Here, bed No. 1 Jinguji Martial Arts, it's time for a physical examination!"

Under the command of the beautiful nurse, Jinguji Budo, who was sunbathing, quickly got up from the hospital bed and followed the nurse out of the ward.

"Jinguji Martial Arts, male, thirteen years old, height: 184.7cm, weight: 65kg, left eye vision: 5.2, right eye vision: 5.2, others"

"All indicators are normal. Congratulations, Wu Dao, you have fully recovered and can be discharged from the hospital."

Outside the ward, a white-haired old doctor took Jinguji Budo's physical examination report, put on his reading glasses, looked at the physical examination data, and talked to Budo.

"Thank you doctor."

Wu Dao bowed slightly, thanked him in unfluent neon language, took his physical examination report and walked to the ward.

He was finally able to end his more than ten days of hospitalization.

Jinguji Martial Arts used to be called Martial Arts. He was an orphan. After he came to this world inexplicably, he was still called Martial Arts. However, his original surname was Take. Now his surname is Jinguji Temple. This is the neon Kanagawa Prefecture in the 1990s. Inexplicably

He came into this world as a first-year junior high school boy.

It can be seen that orphans and the same name are necessary conditions for soul travel.

The former martial arts referee was a game referee and a basketball fanatic. He also trained specifically for a period of time when he was young. However, coming from the mountains, his foundation was too weak. During his growth period, his nutrition was not very good. His height

It was not enough to support him on his career path. In his era, height was a mandatory condition for selecting players.

Even if you are not tall, you must have speed and golf intelligence that are different from ordinary people. There are very few such people. Most of them exist in the NBA, not in their country.

Fortunately, I was quite successful in studying martial arts. Although I was not able to earn a living as a professional basketball player, I relied on my excellent grades and my love for basketball to become a referee after college.

After a game, Budao was walking home on his mobile phone while reading a novel called "Slam Dunk: Core Players". When he was crossing the road, he was hit by a large truck that ran out of control.

When he woke up again, he appeared in the hospital ward, but the world he was in was no longer the world he once was.

After that, the adult martial arts received all the memories of Jinguji martial arts, and re-lived in the world under the name martial arts.

…

"Martial Arts, are you back?"

"What did the doctor say?"

Wu Dao, who had just returned to the ward, received a warm embrace from a young woman. Yes, this woman was his current mother.

"The doctor said there's nothing wrong and I can be discharged." Wu Dao gently pushed away his mother's hand, came to the bedside and sat down.

In the past ten days, Martial Arts has slowly accepted his new identity. Although he missed his past for a long time, the care of his mother from another world during this period made him feel a taste he had never experienced before. And this mother's love.

In getting along with each other, Wu Dao did not show any abnormality.

"Xiangxiangli, my son can finally be discharged from the hospital!"

Beside the hospital bed, there was a middle-aged man sitting on a stool. When he heard that Wu Dao said he could be discharged from the hospital, he jumped up excitedly and held the young woman in his arms.

That's right, this middle-aged father is a martial arts man who married into the Jinguji family.

Wu Gong is the founder of a large-scale local sporting goods company in Kanagawa. The company's trade spans the country and he is a businessman specializing in transnational trade.

And Budo's mother is called Jinguji Kokari, and she is a real lady. She met Budo's father when she went to study in China, and then the two got together and formed a transnational marriage.

"Son, we have called the police. The police promised to find the driver who caused the accident. The guy hit and ran. I will definitely make that guy pay the price! Don't worry."

"While you were in the hospital, your grandpa and grandma called. They were very worried about you. It's great that you're okay."

"In the blink of an eye, you will already be going to junior high school. You must study hard."

"When you finish your studies, you can come to my company as an intern."

"You will have to inherit my family business from now on!"

As he spoke, Wu Dao's father had already decided on the future plan for Wu Dao. Although his tone of voice was gentle, it was full of an air that could not be rejected.

"Yes! I will try my best."

Facing the arrangement of this strange father, Wu Dao nodded and responded, not letting himself show any strangeness. As a rich second generation, it is normal for parents to plan a route. Wu Dao only needs to go step by step, and the future will be

bright.

No matter what, the rich second generation is much better than the country boy. Although this is a pair of strange parents, from their words, Wu Dao can still feel the deep affection that the other party treats his children.

Caring.

The arrival of martial arts from time-travel took over all the memories of the original owner, and faced his father's arrangement, he did not raise any objections.

In Kamakura, Kanagawa in the 1990s, most of the buildings were two- or three-story duplexes, with no high-rise buildings. The tallest building in the area of ​​30 miles was probably the hospital.

Wu Dao's home is a villa located in the city center. The house of several hundred square meters only has four bedrooms and two living rooms. Although the house is large, there are few rooms. This is the result of Wu Dao's father's hard work for many years. Although it is a marriage,

But Wu Dao's father still had a strong sense of self-esteem.

I am not willing to live in the land of the Jingu Temple clan and live a life of food and clothing.

There was originally a large garden to the north of the indoor living room. In order to cater to martial arts enthusiasts, Wu Gong transformed this garden into a basketball half court.

The original martial artist likes basketball, a sport full of confrontation.

Although it was only half a game, it was enough for the young martial artist to vent his excess energy at that age.

After being discharged from the hospital, Wu Dao followed his parents home. When he walked into the house, he saw this renovated small basketball court. Looking at this basketball court, Wu Dao was a little crazy for a while.

In his mind, he recalled the efforts he made when he was a child to become a basketball athlete, and the loneliness he felt when he learned that his height would prevent him from participating in higher-level competitions.

He even remembered the joy of sweating out his martial arts in this small basketball court in this life.

All kinds of emotions surged into my heart at this moment, making my thoughts on martial arts gradually drift away.

"It turns out that I have never been willing to do anything."

There were some waves in Wu Dao's eyes, and there was a faint flash of light in his originally calm eyes.

(End of chapter)