NBA: About Me Being Reincarnated As Yasuo, the Wind Walker

Zhang Jun and Xia He returned to Los Angeles.

Compton Street has changed significantly this year. The street is much cleaner and there are fewer gangsters on the street. Although the buildings on both sides of the road are still dilapidated, they no longer look like a slum compared to the shabby past. .

"The most important thing is that our home is no longer the pig cage village."

Zhang Jun subconsciously still calls this place his home. After all, he has lived here for a long time, and some things are deeply ingrained.

Xia He was also a little surprised by the changes in front of him. The once famous slum on Compton Street has now turned into a common apartment.

"It seems that your money is still useful."

Zhang Jun nodded. What surprised him even more was that the gangsters who once roamed the streets seemed to have new jobs and goals now.

In fact, this is the case. When the environment you are in gradually gets better, you will also subconsciously want to get better, so that you can be harmonious with the new environment.

"I want to continue this and turn Compton Street into a normal street instead of the ghetto that Los Angeles is known for."

Xia He squinted at him and said, "If you have money, you make the decision."

Back home.

Yin Lisabai looked at her cute son and couldn't help but give him a hard peck.

"People on the street are telling you how scary you are in this year's playoffs, and that you will become the strongest rookie in history."

"I don't know much about basketball or sports, but I can see that they all like you. Everyone here is your fan."

Lisa Bai also lamented that her son grew from a college star to a super star in the NBA in just one year.

Almost everyone became his fans overnight, and even Elizabeth Yin became the hero mother of Compton Street.

All this happened so quickly and suddenly that Yin Lisabai didn't even have time to recover.

Zhang Jun naturally knows this. In fact, the fans in Portland are even more crazy about him, so Xia He suggested that the two of them should wrap up tightly and keep a low profile when they return to Compton Street.

"When you were playing in the playoffs, the old man Daley almost missed every game of yours. Sometimes he would cheer loudly, and sometimes he would be heartbroken."

"People on the street say he is going crazy, but Daley's changes are indeed obvious. He seems to have lost a lot of weight this year."

"That old man is probably quite young."

Yin Lisabai quickly got into the kitchen, not forgetting to chat to Zhang Jun about everything that happened on the street.

When Zhang Jun heard this, he couldn't help but groan in his heart. The old man's health has never been very good, so don't burp like this inadvertently.

If Zhang Jun remembers well, Chuck Daly moved to Compton Street when he was a little young. I don’t know if this guy has any relatives.

"Mom, I'm going out first."

Zhang Jun suddenly stood up to leave.

Yin Lisabai didn't stop him. She packed the steaks that were prepared first in the kitchen and handed them to Zhang Jun. Then she looked at Xia He and said.

"You damn girl, you didn't help me when you came back. You don't have any eyesight."

Xia He closed the book in his hand, pursed his lips and said very unhappily: "Hey, hey, your different treatment is a bit obvious."

"You treat him like this and me like this, aren't we both your children?"

Speaking of this, Xia He suddenly paused, and Yin Lisabai in the kitchen started to panic, and then stopped all movements.

Xia He secretly thought that he had said the wrong thing, so he quickly got up and walked over, put his arm around Yin Lisabai's shoulders and said, "Mom, I didn't mean it."

Yin Lisabai smiled and smoothed Xia He's hair and said, "I have raised you two for so many years. I have long regarded you as my own. You are my own children."

Xia He grinned and started working in the kitchen.

"You said it's not good to keep this matter hidden from Zhang Jun. He was only 2 years old when he came and didn't know anything. People in the NBA and some media reporters are saying that he looks like a yellow man."

"Zhang Jun often quarreled with them because of this. He said that his mother is a black man, and he is sure of this."

"Mom, are we really yellow?"

Yin Lisabai sighed, this matter had always troubled her.

"You were already 5 years old when you came here, so you can naturally remember a lot of things. That man smuggled himself into the United States and hid somewhere. By chance, he ended up on Compton Street and ended up in this slum."

"I saw that it was not easy for him to take care of two children, so I left him here overnight."

Xia He interrupted and said, "If I remember correctly, you should have kept him overnight because you thought he was handsome. Did you know that you were almost drooling at that time?"

Yin Lisabai glared at Xia He and signaled her not to interrupt and continued: "He originally wanted to leave you here with me. After all, it is too inconvenient for one person to have two children."

"He seems to value Zhang Jun very much. He doesn't steal anything when he goes to the supermarket. The first thing he does is grab a few boxes of milk powder and put them at my place."

Xia He couldn't help but interrupt again and said: "He has nothing to do with me. I am very grateful to him for taking me with him. He will naturally want to keep me when we get to a safe place."

Yin Lisabai nodded. Xia He and Zhang Jun did come here illegally, but Xia He's family members didn't know where they went at that time. This little girl also always wanted to make money to find her biological parents, but she didn't allow them to do so. I don't know how to study economics.

"It's just that one night a lot of people suddenly came to Compton Street. Those people seemed to be looking for him. He didn't dare to stay here for a long time, so he wanted to leave with Zhang Jun."

"I knew he wanted to run away. This is not a rare thing on Compton Street. Those gangsters often do this when they are chased by the police. I advised him to leave Zhang Jun and hide first. After all, the child is still young and following him. A kind of suffering.”

"That's it, you both stay."

"It will be sixteen years in a blink of an eye."

Xia He breathed a sigh of relief and said, "So you have to wait here for him?"

"Is it possible that he has been captured, or maybe he is dead."

Of course, Lisa Bai Yin also knew that this was a possibility. She said, "I always feel that he will come back. You were still young at the time and didn't know."

"He is the most handsome, personable and gentle man I have ever seen."

Xia He glanced at Yin Lisabai with disdain, but considering how handsome Zhang Jun was now, no wonder that man could charm Yin Lisabai like this.

"You'd better think about how to talk to Zhang Jun. I know how many hairs that kid has on his body. He should have guessed something. Maybe he can't help but ask you one day."

"Although we are a family, I just don't know if he can accept such a result."

Hearing this, Yin Lisabai got angry and said, "What? He still wants to overthrow the world!"

"I'm his mother. Except that I didn't give him a sip of milk, I don't look like one."

"If he finds out and dares to deny me, I will smash his ass with a shovel, no matter what NBA superstar he is."

Xia He giggled loudly on the side, she absolutely believed that Yin Lisabai did what she said.

"By the way, Mom, you haven't told me yet whether we are really of the yellow race."

Yin Lisabai nodded and said: "You, I don't know very well, but that man told me that he is a Chinese, so technically speaking, so is Zhang Jun."

Xia He couldn't help but ask: "What's that man's name?"

Yin Lisabai said: "Zhang Xiaofan."

............

The place where Chuck Daly lives has improved a lot. He was given a small wooden house on the same spot on the street, so he can be considered a home.

There was something strange about Chuck Daly tonight. He was staring at the TV in a daze, but the TV was turned off.

"Old man, which girl are you thinking about?"

Zhang Jun habitually dropped the food in his hand on Chuck Daly.

When the old man saw Zhang Jun, his eyes flashed brightly and he became energetic, but then he thought of something and said with a straight face.

"You've become the NBA scoring champion, but you're still full of jokes. Can you make jokes like this?"

"How old am I? I can only touch any girl I want."

Zhang Jun chuckled and said: "You still want to touch me at this age. It seems that you, an old man, was not a good bird when you were young."

Chuck Daly was so angry that he slapped Zhang Jun on the head.

"Whether my bird is good or not is none of your business."

"By the way, the playoffs are over, what are your plans."

Zhang Jun spread his hands and said: "What are your plans? Come home to see how an old immortal is doing and how he is doing, and then reluctantly spend all your belongings to make his environment better."

Chuck Daly ate the steak and laughed and cursed: "To tell you the truth, well, I have eaten so many steaks, but only the ones made by your mother can be chewed by me, and they are very tender."

Zhang Jun jumped up and said, "Your mother! Just chatting and cursing."

Chuck Daly glanced at Zhang Jun speechlessly and motioned for him to get to the point quickly.

Zhang Jun said: "I plan to go to UCLA to train first, and I still have a lot of credits to study. I will go to school and meet my old friends."

"Then I will find time to train with some NBA players and learn some valuable training techniques and methods from them."

Chuck Daly nodded repeatedly after hearing this. Zhang Jun's talent was not in vain. Many young rookies began to live a life of extravagance after becoming famous in the NBA, resulting in their failure to win the most critical moment. He made rapid progress in a few years, and finally disappeared into the crowd.

Zhang Jun is good at everything except training and self-motivation.

"It's a good arrangement and you should have a fulfilling off-season."

"But I want to ask you what you think about this year's playoffs, your playoffs."

Zhang Jun thought for a while and said: "It is indeed very different from the regular season. There are many scenes of the two teams showing off their tactics. The tactical system has also become a very important thing in the playoffs. The most important thing is that you cannot have Weaknesses, the team cannot have weaknesses.”

"As long as the opponent catches one, they will focus on this spot and keep hitting."

Chuck Daly was very satisfied with Zhang Jun's observation and basketball IQ, and said: "So the Lakers can win against the Trail Blazers. Your performance is not inferior to that of Kobe. Of course, the buzzer beater was indeed shot from your head." Yes, but you have defended very well. Even if Kobe didn't score on that goal, the Trail Blazers would definitely be eliminated."

"Because Portland's inside line is almost the worst in the league, and the Lakers' inside line is almost the best in the league."

"Do you think such a strong-weak confrontation can turn the tide on your own?"

Zhang Jun fell into deep thought after hearing this, and Chuck Daly was very satisfied with the other party's current performance.

He wanted to tell Zhang Jun that basketball is not a one-person sport, and that if the Blazers could break through the bottleneck and go further next season, Zhang Jun would be better off asking the Blazers' management to add a good blue-collar center this summer. It's best to be someone who can defend, like Perkins of the Celtics.

"I think as long as I attack harder, I still have a chance to win against the Lakers."

Zhang Jun said seriously after thinking for a long time.

"What?"

Chuck Daly almost jumped up and slapped Zhang Jun on the head. Am I talking about this?

"Are you sure you can beat the Lakers if your offense is stronger?"

"Do you know how many rebounds the Trail Blazers lose to the Lakers every game? Do you know how many offensive rebounds Gasol and Bynum have to grab every game?"

"Is this a problem with your offensive strength?"

Zhang Jun said: "When I was attacking with the ball, the Lakers shrunk very small and compressed the passing lane inside to mark me."

"This is all because I don't have three-pointers. If my three-pointers could be more accurate, the Lakers would not dare to defend like this."

“Our offense will play better as well.”

Chuck Daly scolded: "Is this a three-point or three-point question?"

"No matter how good your three-pointer is, it's better than Reggie Miller?"

"He doesn't even dare to say that his three-point shot can kill someone. Why do you say that?"

Zhang Jun said: "Even if the Trail Blazers add a blue-collar insider, it is impossible to take advantage of the Lakers in the paint. We will eventually lose to the opponent in the paint."

"So it's better to risk your troops without breaking or establishing, and develop your offense to the extreme. Maybe it will work wonders."

Chuck Daly frowned and said: "With the Lakers' current salary situation and personnel structure, they should be a strong contender for the championship in the next three years and one of the Trail Blazers' biggest rivals in the West."

"You'd better think carefully about how to get over this mountain, otherwise the Trail Blazers will always be in the shadow of the Lakers."

Zhang Jun nodded and said: "Don't worry, I have some ideas in my mind, and you will know when the time comes."

"By the way, don't die early. Your body seems to be very thin. I will give you the ring after I win the championship."

After saying that, Zhang Jun waved his hand and walked away.

Chuck Daly was so angry in the back that he cursed, "What does it mean to die early?"

"This brat can really say anything."

"But he was actually willing to give me the championship ring, this kid."

"That is the NBA's highest honor. Is he really willing to give it to me?"