genius point guard

Chapter 343 I Will

This is a very well-decorated study room, elegant and retro, with an antique style, but there are two NBA posters on the desk, giving people a superfluous feeling.

Chen Mo is naturally familiar with these two posters. One of them is a freeze-frame poster of the Bobcats' infinite pick-and-roll tactic first appeared in the NBA, and his last shot to beat the Spurs.

The other one is a photo of his expression of "This is the country I laid down".

Chen Mo, who observed carefully, also saw many newspaper clippings about him on the desk, all of which were neatly pasted on an old-fashioned cowhide notebook.This notebook looks older than Sloan's.

"Try this tea. This is the best Longjing tea. The annual output does not exceed 3 taels. This year's production is barely enough for two people to drink." The old man said.

Warming pots and hot cups, the old man is very skilled in operation.

"This purple sand teapot is specially used for soaking the Dragon Well, and I only use it once or twice a year. This teapot is a good thing! Back then..." The old man began to brag about his teapot again.

This pot is not big, but even for someone like Chen Mo who has no experience with tea and tea utensils, it looks very pleasing to the eye at first glance.In fact, as soon as he sat down, Chen Mo's eyes were attracted by the pot.

Because the pot was still hot just now, when the tea leaves were put in, Chen Mo could smell a fragrance.When the boiling water is poured in and the tea soup is poured out, a refreshing fragrance hits the nostrils.

"Fragrant!" Chen Mo closed her eyes slightly and took a deep breath.

"The tea is really good, but the output is too little." The old man still couldn't help complaining.

After washing the tea for the second time, I really started to drink it. Chen Mo put the cup in front of his nose. The fragrance made Chen Mo deeply intoxicated.Then when he took the first sip, the elegant fragrance seemed to make him more relaxed, and he felt great.

The old man waited for Chen Mo to enjoy his first cup of tea quietly before starting to chat with Chen Mo.

"Xiao Mo, your grandfather and I also beat Americans back then, but now you are the one who conquered America in peacetime..."

Chen Mo was immersed in the elegant tea fragrance, the old man began to speak, while Chen Mo listened quietly.

After drinking Longjing, the old man still hadn't stopped. They changed tea and continued chatting.

"Speaking of which, I was young back then. Although I didn't agree with your father and your mother getting married, I gave your father a step down. But this kid just refused to say a soft word, so he took your mother and left. You don't want me to find it."

"What the hell, I never thought about using the privilege, but the first time I used it was to find him. When I found it, your mother was already pregnant. I scolded him a few times, and he ran away again. This time Fortunately, he ran directly to the United States."

Little by little, the old man explained in detail many things that Chen Mo didn't know, or knew but didn't know.Chen Mo didn't know what to say except for a sigh.

"After talking about that stinky boy of your father, let's talk about you."

"You're much better than Chen Ling, but look at your name, Jack... Is it a Chinese name? Change it for me quickly."

Chen Mo was a little speechless. He explained: "This is an English name. Americans can't pronounce the sound chenmo correctly. Let's use a foreign name to communicate with each other."

"I don't care about foreign names or Chinese names. When you look at these media reports, some of you don't use Chinese names. What does this mean? How do you say in an old saying? If you don't change your name, how can you change your surname? In exchange? Anyway, you changed the name for Lao Tzu."

"Also! Although you grew up in the United States, you are a serious Chinese. How can you refuse to join the national team if you are capable?"

"If you don't have the ability, I don't want you to go to the national team and lose face. If you go abroad, I can't afford to lose this person. But if you have this ability, you have to take this responsibility."

Chen Mo frowned, and said: "The rules of the international arena are different from those of the NBA. I may not be able to adapt to the rules when I go, and it may be ugly to lose! It will be embarrassing at that time. And they..."

At this time, the old man changed from his previous amiable look, and slapped his palm on the table fiercely. "Bullshit! As much ability as you have, you have as much responsibility. If you can play well in the NBA, you can play well in the national team. Don't talk nonsense to me. Listen, report to the national team tomorrow, otherwise you will be a deserter. Even if I The grandson is a deserter, and I will be shot as well."

Chen Mo now has one head and two big ones.

Chen Hui and Chen Huang, who were chatting on the sofa outside the study, were taken aback by the old man's sudden roar, and Chen Hui's face immediately became ugly.

The main education Chen Mo received since childhood was almost completely American education.The difference between him and the old man is not age, it's not a simple generation gap, it's the difference between two completely different cultures, not only the age difference, but also the Pacific Ocean!

"The old man talks about seeing him every day, it's okay. I guess, it's probably because of Xiao Mo's entry into the national team, which made the old man unhappy." Chen Huang said.

"Xiao Mo joined the national team, how can the old man ask about this?" Chen Hui asked.He has never advocated interfering with children's growth, and he can do it himself, but now his father wants to interfere with his son's affairs, which is a bit difficult.In case, Chen Mo's little temper came up again, he might just run away.

Chen Mo was really angry at that time, he didn't say anything to the old man, borrowed a urinal and went out first.

The old man just wanted to slap the table and scold people, but he thought about it for a while, he owed this grandson since he was a child, and it was the first time we met at such an age, the guilt in his heart was inevitable, so he didn't say much, he motioned the nanny to put the tea table After tidying up, he went out for a walk accompanied by the guards.

"Isn't it good before? Why did you start arguing?" Chen Hui asked, "You didn't use your time to talk trash on the court to the old man, did you?"

Chen Mo smiled and said, "How is it possible! There is still a sense of propriety."

In the evening, because Chen Mo came home, the evening was naturally a family feast.

The old man went out for a walk and didn't mention joining the national team to Chen Mo again, so Chen Mo secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

During the dinner, Chen Mo saw his aunt and his cousin.

At the beginning, Chen Huang said in front of everyone: "Well! There is something I will admit today. I... I... am not as good as Chen Hui."

Looking at her father's smug smile, Chen Mo didn't know what it was like in her heart.

Just because of the uncle's words, my father left a letter and ran away.

I have seen a lot of cheating fathers, but I have never seen such cheating sons.

Chen Mo noticed that his cousin, Chen Ling, kept holding back his laughter, and seemed very happy.

The old man said impatiently: "It's annoying to see the two of you, but that's good too. We've won or lost now, and it will stop in the future."

"Xiao Li, where is the Moutai I just took out? You hid it for me, didn't you?"

"Old Chen, the doctor said you can't drink alcohol."

"I haven't had a drink for almost a year. I usually listen to him. Today my grandson is back. Listen to me."

The guard didn't dare to disobey the old man's wishes, and took out the wine again.

The old man poured wine for Chen Mo and said, "You should drink with grandpa well today."

This was just a relatively ordinary family dinner, not complicated. After the meal, Chen Ling was ready to retreat.

"Grandpa, I still have something to do, so let's go first!"

"You little shit, go, go! Xiaomo, you go to see off Xiao Ling, and you two can talk by the way."

The old man has been drinking and chatting with Chen Mo all night, and Chen Mo has no chance to talk to Chen Ling.Chen Ling was leaving, so the old man asked Chen Mo to see him off, naturally to give them a chance to communicate with young people.

Chen Mo drank a lot of wine today, went to the yard and blew a gust of wind, and immediately sweated a little, feeling much better.

Chen Ling pointed to the stone table in the yard, and said, "Go over and have a chat, smoke and sober up."

Chen Ling gave Chen Mo a cigarette, and Chen Mo signaled that he would not smoke.

"Athletes have a lot of things to do." Chen Ling took a puff of cigarette, and then said, "Don't blame brother, I didn't remind you, when you go back, the old man will definitely spread patriotic knowledge to you, every time the old man drinks too much. "

"The time I drank the most, the old man rushed out with a knife and said he was going to kill the devil." Chen Ling said: "You go back and drink more, get yourself drunk, and run as much as you can. Otherwise, it's easy Broken by his chatter."

Chen Mo said in surprise, "Such an exaggeration?"

"The amount that the old man is drinking now is almost in place! You go in now, and he will chat with you for at least two hours."

"He talked to me for almost three hours in the afternoon."

"You don't know, the old man was nicknamed 'Chen Dapao' when he was young. Why? It's because he has a loud voice and can still speak."

Chen Mo didn't say anything behind, but saw the old man's guards come out, "Xiao Mo, Mr. Chen is looking for you."

Chen Ling shrank his neck and said, "I don't have a chance today. I'll take you to have fun another day. I have to go first. The old man is looking for you today, so don't hurt me."

Chen Ling ran away with a whoosh, and Chen Mo went in with the guards. At this time, the old man was indeed a bit busy. He took Chen Mo's hand and sat on the sofa.

It had to be said that Chen Ling was very experienced.

The old man's one-on-one patriotic education theme class started.

"No matter what grandpa tells you, just listen, don't talk nonsense." Seeing that the old man was about to start "class", Chen Hui hurried to Chen Mo's ear and whispered a few words.

"Xiao Mo, come here." The old man pulled Chen Mo and said, "I told you about joining the national team this afternoon. What do you think about it?"

"Actually, I don't particularly want to join the national team." Chen Mo thought for a while and said, "At first I played basketball because it was fun, and then because my dad suddenly disappeared and didn't leave me any money. I can’t afford it, so I can only choose to enter the NBA draft. After that, those people look down on me, I think I have to prove it to them, so I have today.”

"It's just that joining the national team can increase my exposure and give me more opportunities to make money. This is an advantage. But there are also disadvantages. After all, FIBA's rules are different from NBA rules. FIBA ​​does not defend for three seconds. The opponent's defensive player Being able to stand in the three-second zone all the time, my breakthrough points will be limited, so it is difficult for me to drive my teammates. Therefore, it is possible that my trip to the national team will fail, so on balance, I think it is better not to go.”

"Bastard talk!" the old man said, "I don't know what irregular rules you have, but you actually did it because you had the risk of failure, because failure would damage your reputation? When we failed to join the army, we lost everything. Fate!"

"How many old guys have lost their lives? To make money for themselves, to gain fame? What the hell is it for the country!"

Chen Mo curled her lips and muttered, "The times are different."

The old man reached out and knocked a chestnut on Chen Mo's head, "Competitive sports are wars in peaceful times. If you are not capable, I will not let you die. The key is that you are capable. Remember what I told you in the afternoon Is it right? With as much ability as you have, comes as much responsibility.”

"Look at this newspaper, losing to Japan and South Korea in the warm-up match? Just say, can you win if you go?"

Chen Mo didn't want to lie, he thought carefully and said, "Yes!"

"That's fine, report to the national team tomorrow." The old man ordered.

Then the old man began to be moved with emotion and reason.From the time he abandoned his wife and children to join the army, by the time he returned to his hometown after making contributions, his wife and children were gone.Chen Mo's father and uncle both happened ten years after the founding of the People's Republic of China.

Chen Mo could feel the sadness of the old man. At this moment, he is not a hero, but a lonely old man.

Chen Mo was really silent this time. He never thought that the honor of the national team could rise to such a height.

He himself has no national concept. As a Chinese who grew up in the United States, even though he grew up in Chinatown, he has no sense of belonging to China in his bones.

But when he saw an old man, his own grandfather, telling about that period of history and his own personal experience, he was moved.

The sense of belonging came back to him bit by bit, Chen Mo licked his lips, and just about to speak, the old man had already fallen asleep leaning on the sofa, with tears still hanging from the corners of his eyes.

Although more than 70 years have passed, whenever he thinks of the past, he still sheds tears.

Chen Mo could imagine that his grandfather was just the epitome of most people at that time. He survived and went back to look for it, but he couldn't find it.

Those who did not survive left behind wives and children who were looking forward to the return of their husbands and fathers, but unfortunately they could no longer wait.

Chen Mo never thought that competitive sports were a modern battlefield, but he was struck by what the old man said.

"If competitive sports must be raised to the level of war, I am willing to fight for the country!" Chen Mo murmured to himself.

　This chapter has been grinding for a whole day, and I always feel that no matter how I write it, it is wrong. After writing and writing, it is finally written like this, which is actually not what I want.But if I change it again, I really can't change a better version than this.

　　Regarding the update, I want to set a small goal for myself this month!The total number of words this month reached 20.That is to say, in the case of guaranteeing a minimum update, updates will be added randomly.

　　
　
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