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Chapter 87 The Bulls Are Willing To Pick Me?

Chapter 87 The Bulls Are Willing To Pick Me?

"Congratulations, hot, you won this game." Jeremy Lin said with a disappointed expression.

"You're too polite, Lin. You're really scary tonight. We were almost finished." Tang Qian has always had a good impression of Jeremy Lin. Any yellow-skinned person on a professional basketball court deserves respect.

Because everyone knows that the current professional basketball field is the territory of black people, and white people may also join in to play, but yellow people are almost extinct.It can even be said that there are only a handful of them throughout the ages.

So for Jeremy Lin, Tang Qian has a respect.

"So what?" Jeremy Lin shook his head slightly, and said with a wry smile: "If you lose, you lose. This is a basketball game. There is always only one winner, isn't there?"

To be honest, Jeremy Lin's data tonight is very impressive, 28 points, 11 rebounds, 12 assists, an absolute triple-double.It's a pity that Tang Qian on the opposite side is even better, with 30 points, 24 rebounds, and 12 blocks. This kind of 20+20 score is outstanding even in the NBDL league.

"Maybe I've been like this all my life, never trying to be a winner, never trying to achieve my dreams..."

Hearing Jeremy Lin's murmur, Tang Qian suddenly stretched out his hand and said, "Lin, don't be discouraged, God is always watching you, maybe in the near future, you will become famous overnight and realize your professional basketball dream. "

"Tan, are you a Christian too?" Jeremy Lin asked.

"Ho~ I'm not, but you have to believe it, believe in God, right?" Tang Qian shrugged.

"Realize your professional basketball dream? It's not so easy, I won't hide it from you, hot, sometimes I even wonder if people of yellow race shouldn't play basketball at all."

"Don't think like this, the first step to realizing a dream is to think first, isn't it?" Tang Qian said.

"Tang, you don't understand how people of yellow race are treated in the NBA." Jeremy Lin said, "I thought that joining the NBA would be my dream, but look at my professional performance? The playing time is not enough. By 9.8 minutes, 2.6 points and 1.4 assists, this is almost a marginal man!" It may be that Tang Qian's complexion makes him feel kind, or it may be that Jeremy Lin has been suppressed for too long. The "stranger" poured out his heart that has not been expressed for a long time.

"Hot, in just half a month, I was cut twice by two different teams, and finally signed with the New York Knicks, but I was sent to the NBDL after not playing a few games...Hot, I I'm not afraid that you will laugh at me, maybe the New York Knicks are also planning to give up my contract." Jeremy Lin's voice became lower and lower, and he said, "In this case, who can help me?"

"Yes, someone will help you." Tang Qian said.

"Really? Hot, you should just say it out and listen to it. I've heard enough of your comforting and perfunctory words." Jeremy Lin said with a look of disbelief.

"God." Tang Qian replied succinctly.

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On January 2012, 1, there was no game for the defenders on this day. After everyone finished their daily training, they packed their bags and prepared to go home.Only Tang Qian, who lives in the Toyota Sports Center, continues to practice.

At 9:10 p.m. or [-]:[-] p.m., a knock on the door interrupted Tang Qian's training.

Tang Qian frowned, put down the basketball, walked over to open the door and asked, "Who?"

"Excuse me, you're just hot money, right?" Tang Qian opened the door, and there was a bald old man with white stubble standing outside the door.This is an old man, but in fact his skin is not loose, and his waist is straight, and his eyes are piercing, as if he can penetrate people's hearts.

Tang Qian looked at the visitor slightly, frowned and asked, "I'm sorry sir, we don't seem to know each other, right?"

"Ho, hot, you don't know me, but I know you, NBDL leader in rebounds and blocks this season, by the way, the alley-oop shot that night was awesome~"

"Sir, I have to make a correction to what you said. This season is only halfway through, and we can't talk about being the leader in rebounds and blocks. In professional basketball, as long as the season is not over, then anything is possible."

"It makes sense, it makes sense." The bald old man clapped his hands in agreement and said, "It seems that your mind is higher than I expected, not bad, not bad."

"Who are you? This is the exclusive training hall for the Los Angeles Defenders. If you have nothing to do, sir, I'm going to continue practicing." Tang Qian didn't have the time to chat with others, and several training sessions tonight There is still half of it unfinished, and he is rushing back to continue practicing.

"Oh, wait, wait, young man, I haven't finished my sentence yet." The bald old man said.

"Then please speak quickly, sir." Tang Qian said.

"You're still training alone so late, it looks like you're working hard!"

"What exactly do you want to say? Please don't waste my practice time." Tang Qian said a little unwillingly.

"Well, young man, my name is Ivanka Dukan. I am a potential scout and the head of international scouting for the Chicago Bulls." The bald old man introduced himself.

"Scout? Chicago Bulls?" Tang Qian's brain froze, and then he said blankly: "So, you are an NBA scout?"

"That's right, that's it." Ivanka Dukan said with a smile.

After a ten-minute conversation, Tang Qian finally figured out the meaning of Ivanka Dukan's coming.

"You, you mean, the Bulls want to choose me? Choose me, Tang Qian?" Tang Qian said dreamily.

"Yeah." Ivanka Dukan nodded and said, "To be precise, I want to choose you in next year's draft."

"Really, really?" Tang Qian felt that "happiness" came a little suddenly, and he was caught off guard.

"Of course it is true." Ivanka Dukan said with a smile: "We expect to use a first-round pick to sign you."

"First, first round?" Tang Qian was really moved. He thought he would spend a few more years in NBDL, but he never expected the opportunity to come so quickly.

"Yes, I think you are worth the price."

"Well, what should I do now, Mr. Dukan?"

"Continue to practice, work hard to improve yourself, and try to get a good statistic after the end of the season. For many 'professionals', this is an indispensable report card."

"I understand." Tang Qian nodded.

"Also, there will be a small trial training event in Los Angeles in a few days. The Bulls commissioned me to organize it. I hope you can participate on time." Ivanka Dukan said.

"Don't worry, Mr. Dukan, I will definitely not be late."

"Well, so be it, my purpose of coming tonight has been achieved, and it's time to leave now."

"Here, let's go?" Tang Qian asked in a daze.

"Otherwise?" Ivanka Dukan said with a smile: "I remember that some people were anxious just now, thinking that I delayed his practice time."

"No, no, I..."

"Haha, young man, just kidding, just remember to keep your phone unblocked." After speaking, Ivanka Dukan pushed open the door and disappeared from Tang Qian's sight.

After a long time, Tang Qian shouted loudly: "Yes! Yes! There are NBA teams that have taken a fancy to me, and some NBA teams have taken a fancy to me! Dad, Mom, have you seen it? Your son has the opportunity to play in the highest hall of basketball Already!!!"

Decades of dreams, two lifetimes of hope, this kind of sudden good news finally made Tang Qian unable to hold back. In the Toyota Sports Center, laughter and roars appeared alternately, which lasted for a long time.

That night, Tang Qian told his parents, Li Qiuping and Cheng Jianguo, the good news.

Tang's father and Tang's mother were fine, except for being happy, they just reminded Tang Qian to pay attention to his health when going out, and not to starve and catch cold.

Li Qiuping and Cheng Jianguo were different. They understood the meaning of the news better than Tang's father and Tang's mother.

After hanging up the phone with Tang Qian, Li Qiuping immediately got in touch with Cheng Jianguo.

"Jianguo, this time you may really have discovered jade in the rough. Xiaotang's child grew up faster than I expected."

"Haha, Lao Li, what's the matter, my vision is not bad, I can tell that this kid Xiao Tang is not ordinary!"

"At first, I thought he would hone in NBDL for a few years, but I didn't expect it to be so soon... It seems that some things need to be dealt with at a faster pace."

"What's the matter? Old Li, is it because the basketball management and the basketball association are still stuck?"

"Jianguo, don't you know what they do? But the most important thing right now is the London Olympics. We can't let them ruin the entire Chinese men's basketball team because of their own ideas!"

"Oh, Lao Li, I'm not talking about you. From my point of view, this matter is pending. It's not like you don't understand the habits of those 'gentlemen'. How can it be so easy to let go?"

"There is no way. You have seen the Chinese men's basketball team in the past two years. The older generation is gradually retreating, and the new generation can't stand up. The results of the recent international competitions are too embarrassing to announce. It has long been a mess. At this time, a future young star can stabilize the expectations of the entire country, you should understand this truth."

"So what? Lao Li, even if you convince those 'gentlemen', have you considered the situation of the national team? What do you think they will think when a new star is suddenly airborne? Anyway, I don't think it's possible happy."

"Hey, let's take a step at a time. For Chinese basketball, we have to do our best."

"I hope they all understand..."

PS: Regarding the national team, Xiao Zi can only say that Tang Qian will basically not join in, and writing like this is just to guide the plot.The first update today, there will be another update before 12 o'clock in the evening, I hope everyone will support Xiaozi and Tang Qian, thank you~~~
(End of this chapter)

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