The morning sun gently spread to Ames City, illuminating this small American city with a total population of only 70,000. The sky                                                                                                                                                                                                                                              �

George Ricardo chewed the sandwich prepared by his wife, while browsing the newspaper casually. Reading the newspaper while having breakfast was a habit he had developed long ago. Ricardo unconsciously turned the newspaper directly to the sports section and flew to search for news in the newspaper.

"Derek Ross chose to join the University of Memphis! Ross: Playing under Coach John Calipari, Yi will definitely improve me."

The title of this news is not enlarged and bold, and the content only accounts for a small part of the sports sector. This is normal. Most people don’t care which college a high school student will choose to go to, even if this person is a high school star player. You should know that it is September, and nBa’s transfer storm is much more exciting than the choice of a high school player. But George is more concerned about the news of college basketball because he is the head coach of the local Iowa State University basketball team in Ames. He has just taken office.

“How is breakfast?”

"It's amazing, Peggy." Ricard put down the newspaper and looked at his lover with a smile on his face. "I really want to enjoy this quiet morning. You know, in Chicago, it's noisy all day." After that, Ricard looked at his watch, drank the remaining coffee in the cup, and then got up and picked up the briefcase on the table. "But I think I have to go out."

"The job went smoothly, my dear." Kissing goodbye to his wife in front of the door, Ricard began his fourth day of college coaching.

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Ricard was a basketball coach at Chicago high school. Last season, he led the team to the division championship. In addition to being happy, Ricard unexpectedly received a coaching invitation from Iowa State University. The former head coach of Iowa State University is preparing to retire, and Ricard, who performed well, naturally became the successor candidate.

Ames City is a small city, far from comparable to Chicago. Iowa State University is just a mediocre team in the NCAA's Big 12 League, and has no historical results. No nBa stars have emerged from here. Only yiyi is a player who has gained a foothold in NBA and has been selected as an All-Star and has won two three-pointers championships. Hornersek is the team's only celebrity. He led the team to the NCAA's quarterfinals in the March Crazy Elimination Tournament and defeated the then No. 2 seed Team University of Michigan Wolfs, but that was already 1986 years.

After that, Iowa State University gradually became mediocre and could not help it. However, being able to coach the NCAA Divisional League team was enough to excite Ricard. So he didn't think much about it, accepted the invitation, and moved to Ames City with his wife. Although it was not a big city, it was suitable for the temperature, convenient transportation, and it was known as a city with good security in the United States. So Ricard seemed very happy these days, not only found the job he dreamed of, but also lived in a peaceful and comfortable place.

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However, when talking about work conditions, Ricard was no longer happy.

He is a competitive person. When coaching in high school, he is strict with his players, and his team will strive for victory in every game. This personality makes Ricard really want to change the mediocre results of Iowa State University every year, but things went against his wishes. He has no choice in the team lineup. Without the support of outstanding players, it is undoubtedly a dream to change his performance.

His work has been mainly concentrated in recruiting new players these days. Their school is not like Duke and North Carolina. Every year, a large number of high school stars compete to join. There are no scouts all over the world, nor are there high basketball scholarships to attract talented players. It is really a headache to find excellent players here.

On the way to his office, I pass by the outdoor basketball court of the school, which is where students play extra-class balls. Every day Ricard passed by, he would stop to see it, hoping to have a surprise. However, nothing has appeared here for three days to make him shine. After all, most of the best players in this school are already on his team's trial list. But today, he saw a guy who stunned him.

Ricard saw a tall and yellow-skinned man with black heads on the court. He observed that this guy was definitely over 2 meters tall. Although he was thin, his muscle lines were obvious and very strong. The brightest thing in front of him was his long arms, and his arm span must be more than his height. This person has very good physical conditions. Now, Ricard wants to see how his ball plays.

Yi's huge black guy is the matchup player of the yellow-skinned guy, but the 2-meter-o3 "black guy" is still much shorter than that Asian guy. The yellow-skinned player actively takes the position and has a solid chassis. The counterattack players work hard to push him out, but he is unmoved.

The teammates hung the ball in, and the yellow-skinned guy received the ball steadily. Ricard was excited and stared at him intently, watching every move of the yellow-skinned guy.

He started dribbling the ball inward and hit the back. The momentum was strong, and the black man behind him took a big step back. Then the second step, his foot had already stepped into the three-second zone, and the match still couldn't stop him. Then, instead of using his body to continue pushing in, he held the ball with his hands, turned around in the opposite direction of the basket with his left foot as the axis, and turned around from the ground, and made a close jump shot.

"Although he is very tall, his touch is very soft. He is not a layman, so he must have started playing basketball a long time ago." Ricard silently gave this Asian in his heart. Sure enough, the basketball entered a beautiful close-range shot with a perfect arc.

"Beautiful job, An!" The guy who had just passed the ball gave him a thumbs up at him. The yellow-skinned boy just smiled shyly and ran back to his half-court defense.

It was the opponent's turn to attack. On the offensive end, the players who faced him still did not have any advantage, and they could not even get a position. The opponent's fancy dribble easily passed his defender and successfully broke through and prepared to make a layup. At this time, no one seemed to have time to assist in defense. The opponent's player broke into the basket and sent the ball up. The basketball slowly rose, looking like a must-scoring goal. However, a huge figure was separated by the basketball and the basket. The yellow-skinned guy jumped high, stretched his long arms, opened his big hand, and directly confiscated the rising ball.

"Catch the mao! Oh my god!" Although the bounce is not outstanding, thanks to these long arms and big hands, he is a good barrier on the defensive end. He can see someone finishing the mao in the wild court. Even if the yellow-skinned guy catches a player much shorter than himself, Ricard was still a little shocked.

After confiscating the ball, the yellow-skinned guy threw the ball to his teammate with a long pass. The teammate easily scored the ball over the sky. This height allowed him to have a wide view on the court and see it.

The Asian Boys team did a good job in the next defense, and the tight pressing made the opponent forcefully take action. The yellow-skinned boy immediately stuck his position, spread his long arms, and most of the penalty area was under his control.

He judged the landing point and took off a little early, but even so, no one could compete with him. His height and arm span, which was much taller than others, still got the rebound.

In the subsequent attack, he received a pass from his teammate at 45 degrees on the left side of the middle distance. Without hesitation, he immediately jumped and shot. The opponent also tried hard to jump and interfere, but he could only reach the elbow of the yellow-skinned guy. He made another gentle move, and the basketball turned two rounds on the basket and still got into the ball obediently.

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Ricard watched the whole game on the sidelines, and even forgot that he was fifteen minutes late for work. The performance of the yellow-skinned boy in the game was perfect. He had a comprehensive back-to-back skill, a soft shooting touch, a solid chassis, and his defensive performance was dominant. Under his cover, no one got points in the three-second zone. Thinking about the performance of the yellow-skinned boy on the court just now, Ricard felt as if he had found a gold mine that had not been discovered. With his physical condition and skills, as long as he was training, bsp;                                                                                                                                                                                     �

"I played so well today. With you here, we will definitely win the championship in the department competition. Hey, Angelo will hold a party at home tonight. Are you here?" Yi asked his teammate who just passed the ball to the yellow-skinned boy.

"No Jason, I'll have to work part-time at a fast food restaurant tonight." The yellow-skinned boy waved his hand.

"Hey, you've played well, what's your name?" As the two talked, a middle-aged man's voice suddenly penetrated. The yellow-skinned boy looked up and Ricard was standing in front of him.

"Ah?" The boy obviously didn't have time to react to the stranger's sudden inquiry.

"Oh, I'm so sorry, forgot to introduce myself. I'm the new head coach of the Iowa State University Tornado. I'm here to discuss your playing ball under my hands. The team is recruiting new players everywhere. I just saw your performance. I think you can try it."

"What's going on with your ball? Iowa State University Tornado? You mean you mean!" The yellow-skinned boy widened his eyes and stood up suddenly. In an instant, Ricard had to look up at him as much as possible.

"You mean, you can play NCAA's first division level game!" He widened his eyes, as if he couldn't believe what he had just heard.

"Yes, NCAA No. 1 League." Ricard was very happy to see his reaction. He was still thinking about how to convince him if the other party refused. Now it seems that he was over-concerned.

"Oh my God, did you hear Jason, this is incredible." The yellow-skinned boy was obviously very excited and a little incoherent.

"By the way, my name is Anjie!" he said, stretching out his right hand.

Ricard also reached out and held it with him. "I am George Ricard, so, where are you from?"

"I am from China and I am a student of Pumei."

"China? Haven't your country's universities seen your performance in the high school league?" Ricard thought to himself that his outstanding height and wingspan must be dominant in the Chinese high school league.

People with such physical conditions should have many Chinese universities rush to ask for him and then let him go on the path of professional basketball. Why did he come to the United States? And it was not for playing basketball, Ricard was a little puzzled.

"The Chinese high school league is not the same as here. The school sports system in our country is quite different from that in the United States. Moreover, in China, most parents will not support their children in the path of professional sports." Speaking of the school sports system in their motherland, An Jie felt helpless.

"By the way, coach, I have never received regular basketball training, and all the videos are trained on the street court in China. In this way, caa is not just a simple college league, it is a place to provide basketball talents for nBa and even the world!

"In addition to height, wingspan and love for basketball, I can teach you everything else, of course, the premise is that you are willing to learn and willing to endure hardships. You already have the first two things that I cannot teach yourself, and it depends on what you think. If you want, come to the basketball court to report this afternoon." Ricard knew that this guy had many shortcomings, but he also saw things that others didn't have in Anjie. There are too few traditional centers in the basketball world now, and Anjie's playing style and technical characteristics give him the potential to become an excellent traditional center.

A Chinese guy who loves basketball now has a chance to play college basketball league in the United States. This seems to be a proposal that no one can refuse.

"I will be on time, coach!" Anjie bowed politely to Ricard, smiling.

In 1998, 8-year-old Hakeim Olajuwon learned what regular basketball is for the first time.

In 1987, 2-year-old Deakinbe Mutombo was found by the school coach and was exposed to basketball for the first time.

Although they were late to get involved in regular basketball, both of them became legendary centers of the Yi generation through hard training.
Chapter completed!