I really don't want to be red

Chapter 1574 Dreams and Life

"Stop!" An Ran said suddenly.

The luxury car stopped on the side of the road, and Steven glanced at the children on the field in bewilderment, "Mr. An Ran, there are many such children in Xizhou, and you can't control them."

He thought that An Ran was full of sympathy and wanted to meddle in her own business.

In Xizhou, doing charity is actually a business.

Charity can be tax-free, and tax deductions can be made according to the size of your amount.

Without these methods, who would be rich to do charity, with his brain broken?

An Ran shook her head, "Let's go and have a look."

He didn't just do it on a whim, but he had two movies about basketball in his head.

One is "Space Jam", the second highest grossing sports movie ever!
The other one is "Heirs of Jordan" which is a small audience and didn't make much waves back then!
The box office of this movie was only 5300 million, and of course it did not lose money. After all, the production cost was very low, less than 1000 million.

But when he saw the kid playing late at night, he suddenly felt that it seemed more appropriate to shoot this movie at this time.

From the bottom to show everyone's love for basketball, after all, there are only a few stars, but the fans are the majority.

This is also a movie about dreams.

And as Steven said just now, there are many such children...

An Ran got out of the car and walked towards the field with Steven.

The driver quickly followed.

Nothing can happen to these two, he is not only the driver but also the bodyguard.

The basketball court is very simple, surrounded by barbed wire, with a basket inside, and a very obvious white paint showing the position of the two-point line.

The little boy's shooting posture is very standard, and he wears black braids unique to black people.

Seeing the three coming in, he stopped what he was doing and glanced at the three vigilantly.

Then eyes lit up.

"Excuse me... are you Teacher An Ran?"

He recognized An Ran immediately.

An Ran smiled and nodded, "Why don't you go home so late? You know, even though it's a contract, it's still very dangerous at night."

The little boy shook the basketball in his hand, "Play!"

An Ran nodded, "Are you interested?"

The little boy said: "It's a hobby, but it's also for life. The coach said that my talent is very good. Maybe I can eat this food in the future."

Having said that, his eyes lit up.

Becoming a member of the professional basketball league, even if it is a second-round pick, or even entering the league without being drafted, as long as you can be the third and fourth substitute, you can earn a salary of hundreds of thousands a year.

Enough to change a person's life.

An Ran reached out.

The little boy passed the basketball to An Ran.

An Ran jumped up and shot...

The cigar in Steven's mouth "clicked" to the ground.

The driver's eyes were full of shock!
This f*ck...wouldn't be okay at all?
The shooting posture is not standard at all, and there is no trick, relying on the strength of his arm, he pushes straight.

Hit the rim hard, then bounce.

This fucker can't even shoot?
How to be a coach, how to create a "quick whirlwind" tactic?This is the guy who led the players to a tough battle just now, and his shooting posture is not as good as that of a child.

The little boy smiled and said, "Mr. An Ran, you don't know how to play basketball!"

An Ran nodded.

Walking up to him, "What's your name?"

"My name is Claude." The kid stretched out his hand, "Nice to meet you, Mr. An Ran, but your basketball skills are too poor!"

The little guy speaks without mercy.

An Ran didn't care either, "Are there many children like you?"

Claude, An Ran and the others walked to the side steps and sat down, "My family doesn't have much money, and I go to a public school. In fact, there are many children like me."

"Some want to play basketball, some want to play football, or baseball, some want to practice boxing..."

"In short, everyone has no expectations for learning."

An Ran nodded.

Xizhou and Xiazhou are the opposite.

Public school fees are very low, but the quality of teaching is poor, and no one cares about what you do.

It's hard to do anything after graduation.

The private schools have good teaching quality, but the fees are expensive, and many people go to school with loans.

The previous Xizhou President, President Bama, is one of the representatives.

I took a loan to go to school, and didn't pay off the student loan until I was 42 years old.

These are still elite figures, some of them are still 50 years old, and there are not a few people who are 55 years old.

What can they do for those who are at the bottom of society?
Had to find another way out.

Talent is their life-changing capital.

The physical fitness of blacks is far superior to that of other races, and they perform well in various sports.

The way they change their lives is through their physical gifts.

Claude obviously thinks the same way.

After hearing what Claude said, An Ran said to Steven: "Steven, how many children like them do you think?"

Steven said: "There are 8 million people in Xizhou, and there are at least tens of millions who want to change themselves through this kind of dream! In fact, this road is not easy compared to other options."

An Ran nodded.

In the West Island Basketball League, there are less than 100 draft picks every year, and those who can get the pick are already among the best.

One in a million!

It's also a tough road.

But for kids like Claude, there is always a glimmer of hope.

"Claude, what chance do you think you have?"

Claude spread his hands, "I don't know, maybe there will never be a chance."

As he spoke, his expression darkened.

An Ran patted him on the shoulder, "Just work hard and leave the future to God... How will you know if you can do it if you don't work hard?"

Claude nodded, "Thank you, Teacher An Ran."

"Mr. An Ran, can you sign for me?" Claude took out the homework from his bag.

An Ran took the pen and signed her name on his notebook.

After thinking about it, I wrote another sentence, "Just work hard and leave the future to God!"

"Little guy, work hard, your future is promising!"

"Thank you, Teacher An Ran!" Claude excitedly took his autograph and carefully put it in his schoolbag.

"Okay! Little guy, let's stop here. It's late and go home early. After all...it's dangerous at night!"

"Okay, Teacher An Ran, I'll go back right away."

An Ran said: "Do you live far away? Shall I send you off?"

"No need!" Claude pointed to a building not far away: "My house is right there, only 300 meters away."

An Ran nodded, said goodbye to Claude, and walked out with Steven and others.

Steven said: "Mr. An Ran, you don't really want to make a movie about the little ghost, do you? With all due respect, except for "Home Alone" back then, none of the movies about the little ghost have been popular for so many years. You have to think it through."

An Ran smiled and said: "Haven't decided yet, I'm thinking about it, if possible, this can be regarded as a gift for these children with dreams."

Steven said: "It's good to give them, but you may lose money..."

(End of this chapter)