The rest is just noise

"Fortunately you still remember me."

Louis is still a little worried that Sampson has Asian prosopagnosia.

It is said that some people think that Asians are the same person with a thousand faces. Whether they believe it or not, Louis believed it anyway. Just like black people, white people, and all non-East Asian races have body odor.

"I will never forget you. Coach Auerbach should let you convince my parents." Sampson was deeply impressed by Louis' performance.

Although they don't know each other, they can exchange a few words and the atmosphere will build.

Auerbach didn't even get a chance to say hello when he came in before.

"I'm such a small character, I guess the adults in your family don't want to listen to my ramblings."

Sampson started to get to the point, "Leon said, how many hours have you been waiting for me here?"

"Well, yes."

"You knew I was coming here?"

"My purpose is the same as Reid's, which is to persuade you to participate in the draft, so of course I have to get to know you better."

Sampson said unexpectedly: "Isn't this matter over? My family has rejected Coach Auerbach."

In an instant, Louis captured the key points of Sampson's words.

"My understanding is that it was your family, Coach Holland, and the ugly professor who rejected us, not you." Louis said slowly.

Sampson smiled and said, "Professor Brett is not usually like that. He was invited by Holland to create problems for you today, but you successfully stopped him."

It was already rare for Holland to introduce them to the Sampson family. He believed that Sampson would not participate in the draft early, but he was worried that Auerbach's eloquence would not convince the family, so he hired foreign aid.

It can be understood both emotionally and rationally.

"Ralph, most people cannot refuse Reed's offer." Louis smiled, "Why would you and your family refuse an income of 650,000?"

Sampson said nonchalantly: "For me, this money is just the difference between whether it goes into my pocket next year or a few years later."

He has the capital to be proud of.

No matter how old he is in the draft, he is the obvious choice for the No. 1 pick.

"I don't want to repeat what Reid said, but you should know that anyone on the field is at risk of injury." Louis hopes to be able to talk to Sampson about this like a friend.

Without his family around or adults to look after him, Sampson was very open-minded and talked about everything.

"If I'm destined to get injured on the field, that's my fate and I won't complain."

Louis admired his courage. If it were him, he really couldn't refuse the 650,000.

"You don't value money, you don't value ostentation, you don't even value team environment..."

How could Auerbach convince him if he couldn't get enough of him?

"No, I value it." Sampson explained, "I value all of these, but they are not what I value most."

"I know what you value most."

Louie tore open the hot dog roll and ate a small piece of bread.

"You know?"

"Yes, I know." Louis bit the bread in his mouth, "You have a body structure that the world has never seen. I have seen Wilt Chamberlain's game video (actually not), and his physical fitness is in

Above you, but he doesn't have your speed, you run like a deer; I also know Kareem Jabbar's college

Career (I don’t know it at all), you have more comprehensive skills than him at the same time; I know better that you are proficient in mid- and long-range jumpers beyond the free throw line, you can dribble, you can advance with the ball, and you want to be a ball handler

With Dominators, you want to change the sport of basketball, and you want to get rid of the shackles of center players who can only fight in the low post!"

Louis' words are like magic sounds. He completely masters the tone of his speech, when to rise and when to fall, when to express emotions, when to control emotions, and when to hit the listener's heart.

He knows it clearly.

Ralph Sampson thought Louis had ripped out his heart and read it, otherwise how could he have stated his greatest wish so plainly?

"Why..." Sampson stuttered in shock, "Why...you...would you know?"

This is the only thing Louis said sincerely: "Because I see the future of basketball in you."

To use Auerbach's words, Louis was flattering Sampson.

But his way of flattery was different from what Sampson usually heard. This was what he wanted to hear, and it was also the first time he heard such words from someone other than himself.

He seemed to have met someone who knew exactly what he wanted.

"The future basketball I envision is one that is fast, elegant, and blurs the distinction between positions. Whether you are a five-foot-tall guard or a seven-foot-tall center, you can show off your skills as you please." Louis' eyes.

Focusing on Sampson, "Ralph, I know what you are thinking, and I also know what you are worried about. This is why I am waiting for you here. I want you to know that you are not alone, and I understand you."

I know what it's like to go against tradition."

Louis said sincerely: "Even if you are not willing to participate in the draft now, I hope you will leave the University of Virginia. Choosing this school to be close to home will hurt your future and destroy your dreams. Coach Holland is very happy

He respects you and loves you, but he doesn't know how to develop your potential. Your team plays a slow-paced game. Every time you catch the ball, you have to be flanked by two or three people. The weak lineup makes it difficult for you.

To be close to a national championship -- I don't see a single factor in your favor on this team."

Sampson fell into silence, he was struggling, he was at war with himself, he was at war with his family, he was at war with the expectations of his hometown people who wanted him to bring a national championship.

"You are an unprecedented unicorn. The NCAA soil is not enough for you to thrive. If you insist on playing in college for three or even four years, it will cause huge harm to your future. This is by no means alarmist.

If you really think you want to change the sport, you should move up to the highest level now!"

Sampson seems to be looking for reasons why he shouldn't enter the NBA.

He finally responded: "Would playing on the bench in Boston... help me improve more than at UVa?"

"Do you think you have made any improvement in the past year at UVa?" Louis smiled sarcastically, "I'm not insulting your school, nor am I denying your training results, but apart from your weight, you have

There has been no progress in the past year, your talents have not been developed in any way, Coach Holland wants you to play more inside, and you are destined to be a revolutionary who changes the game of basketball. If you stay here, you will always be

Less than."

"With your current weight, you can't withstand NBA-level collisions, so you have to be a substitute. This is for your future consideration. When you have a strong enough body, starting will be a matter of course for you.

"

"Being on the bench in Boston, you get to learn skills from a lot of great players."

“Dave Cowens, Cedric Maxwell, Archibald, Larry Bird — if I said he was the best passer in history, would you believe it?

Louis said enthusiastically, "He is just that good. Playing next to Larry is a hundred times easier than playing at UVa. Before you develop your own offensive skills, he will pass the ball to give you countless easy scoring opportunities."

"

Sampson's face became as fanatical as Louis's, as if he wished he could become an NBA player.

His eyes were full of the desire "I want to go to the NBA right now."

"And I promise you!" Louis said in the most sincere tone Sampson had ever seen, "If you come to Boston, I will do my best to help you improve your shortcomings, and I will make you the best."

Rebounder, best shot blocker, best finisher, greatest big man since Kareem Abdul-Jabbar - one day, if I'm lucky enough to coach you, I swear, I'll make you look like any other big man.

They’re all different!”

Sampson's face was no longer filled with enthusiasm and his eyes were no longer filled with desire.

He seemed to have heard something unbelievable and was stunned.

Louis is confident in the power of his words to incite. Before time travel, he used this kind of words to make Zhou Qi abandon his childhood friends and leave his hometown to Xinjiang; he made Qi Lin mistakenly believe that CUBA would allow players to play for CBA at the same time.

The youth league also plays college league.

In the blink of an eye, the sky outside had darkened.

Sampson was lost in thought.

After a few minutes, he said, "I need to think about it."

Louis could see that the desire to participate in the draft was irresistibly gaining the upper hand, and was suppressing the desire to stay in school with overwhelming force.

Louis succeeded in convincing Sampson that he had no future in school.

More importantly, he understood Sampson's heart.

He knew that this was an ambitious man.

He has a talent with no limit, but a passion for basketball that far exceeds that of Chamberlain and Kareem Abdul-Jabbar.

"I'll stay here until closing time. You can call here anytime and tell me the answer."

"If you don't come to a conclusion tonight, I'll still be here tomorrow and I'll be here until you make your final decision."

Louis believed it was only a matter of time before Sampson made up his mind.

He's gone.

At about 10 p.m., Louis was about to drink his seventh bottle of Coke of the day when the phone at the counter rang.

The waiter answered the phone and shouted, "Ralph is looking for you."

Louis's heart beat rapidly. He was sure, but even the chance of failure was one in ten thousand, which made people uneasy until he got the answer.

He made so many preparations in order to change Sampson's fate, but what was the result?

He got the phone and said, "Just tell me."

"I want to put 650,000 in my pocket immediately." Sampson said on the other end.

"Yes, it's straightforward enough!" Louis wished he could look up to the sky and smile, "I guarantee you will get what you want!"

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