swing striker

Chapter 7 Sales
Dominated by the strong desire to "be one of them", Shi Lei began to sell himself for the first time.This was unimaginable in the past, whether it was work or life, Shi Lei was used to obeying his parents' arrangements, and never fought for something by himself.

Shi Lei really did this. On the second day, he went to the team's training base, intending to sell himself.

This time, Shi Lei's mood was hesitant, he had never had such a similar experience, and his "skin" had not been tempered, which made him linger outside the team's gate for a long, long time.

He encouraged himself over and over again, and finally, he mustered up the courage. Ahem, unfortunately, he didn't even go in the door.

A young man who has no reputation in the basketball world and no leader, just recklessly said to others: "I want to try out", what is it if he is not a lunatic?

The red-faced Shi Lei retreated from the guard's contemptuous eyes, and he almost ran away.

Thinking about it later, Shi Lei also felt that his behavior at that time was extremely reckless and ridiculous.At that time, he was familiar with a lot of rules, and only then did he know that in China, no professional team has ever recruited field players. Even in the college league, very few people have entered the development of professional teams.

Ending his first self-promotion journey like a bereaved dog did not let Shi Lei give up the idea of ​​continuing to promote himself.Yes, not at all!

With longing, Shi Lei came here, and with longing, he returned to his internship place.This unsuccessful trial training also made him realize that he is still far away from basketball.He may still lack strength, but what is more deadly is that no one knows him or his basketball.

He must let more people know him faster, must!

Shi Lei couldn't leave Zenith's factory for too long, he didn't want the factory to notify the school that he was missing, and then his parents were notified.And he doesn't have much money anymore, long-term travel and accommodation are obviously not something he can bear.

For this reason, in his spare time, he almost gave up street basketball. From the Internet, forums, and post bars, he rummaged through the mailboxes and contact information of those basketball teams in China one by one, selling himself again and again, making One video after another.

Day by day, time was passing by, Shi Lei was waiting, but there was still no news.

Waiting makes people crazy, ignoring makes people despair, Shi Lei, who felt that he was going crazy, made a crazy decision. He sent the video he made to the official websites of NBA and all the basketball teams he could find. And went to the mobile phone business hall, opened the international service for his mobile phone.So much so that when he woke up the next day, he couldn't understand how he had the courage to do such a thing.

"Perhaps there will be good news tomorrow."

He has tried all the methods that he can try, and has done everything he can, there is no other way to sell himself better, Shi Lei can only comfort himself in his heart like this, comforting his anxious heart.

"Perhaps there will be good news tomorrow."

Another day passed, and he told himself this again.

"Perhaps there will be good news tomorrow."
"Perhaps there will be good news tomorrow."
Shi Lei is so looking forward to it every day, looking forward to it, he always takes out his phone from time to time to take a look, even sometimes, even the slightest sound of the wind will give him the illusion that the phone is ringing.

eager!Even in his sleep, these strong desires will make him have some sweet dreams about the phone ringing, and then wake up, and then in the loss of reality, it is difficult to fall asleep again.

The good news still didn't come, it didn't come for a long time, which made Shi Lei's mood more urgent, he felt that his heart could no longer stay here peacefully.He longs to go to a distant place, a place with dreams.

Finally, amidst the torment and longing day after day, Shi Lei's two-month internship passed. He did not choose to continue the internship, nor did he tell his family that his internship was over.

Holding a thin stack of banknotes in his hand, it was his salary during the internship.Following the guidance of his own heart, Shi Lei decided to find a few teams to try until he ran out of money, or some teams were willing to accept him.

Before this trip, Shi Lei thought about success or failure.He had rejoiced for the success he thought of, and he was frustrated by the failure he expected, but he didn't expect it alone.
It was a desperate journey, he hadn't made it once, no door was willing to open for him, and no one paid attention to his performance.These are not much different from the first time, the only difference is that he did not run away again, even though those eyes still made him blush, and sometimes even when he met a kinder guard, he would plead Two sentences.

Shi Lei didn't expect that in China, the threshold of basketball is so high that it seems that he will never be able to reach it.

After losing again and again, after being rejected again and again, after not getting even the slightest chance to show himself, Shi Lei began to change his strategy, he haunted the street basketball courts in one city after another.

This time, some people started to notice him, some people started to applaud him, and some people would praise him sincerely.

However, the Bole he longed for who led him to the door did not appear!
Until—the ammunition is exhausted!Food is running out!

After picking up a bottle of tap water with an empty drink bottle, Shi Lei embarked on his way home.

A familiar singing voice came: All these years/You are still running/Seeing tomorrow is still illusory/That pure ideal in front of survival/It turned out to be so fragile.
This song was repeated over and over again, just a few lines, and I don't know how many times I sang it, which made Shi Lei feel even more depressed.

"Your phone is ringing."

The middle-aged man sitting with Shi Lei kindly reminded Shi Lei.

At this moment, Shi Lei suddenly remembered that it was the ringtone of his mobile phone, followed by a worry from the bottom of his heart: "I'm afraid it's my mother calling, how should I explain to her?"

"Hello, I'm the assistant director of the celtics Elena, Mr Shileiis calling, please?"

Very unexpectedly, when Shi Lei answered the phone anxiously, the voice on the other end of the phone was not his mother's questioning voice, but a sentence in English that he didn't understand very well, but in this sentence, Shi Lei understood a sentence. Word: Celtic!

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