Chapter 1 Auburndale, Florida

Auburndale, Florida, USA.

The Millers have a famous saying: "once in a blue moon: rarely. In Florida, the temperature drops below freezing only once in a blue moon."

There are many different translations of this saying, but they all mean roughly the same thing.

In layman's terms: in Florida, winter doesn't exist. All year round, the people of Florida enjoy good weather that the people of London envy.

"Pumpkin Head, I always feel like Coach Tai was deliberately targeting you last time."

In an orange grove in Auburndale, a thin black boy looked at his companion lying on the ground and said.

His companion had enviable long legs, and also a pair of large hands.

At this moment, while enjoying the sunshine, he was using his big hands to peel an orange.

When he slowly sat up, you could feel his back was a little "hunchbacked," because he didn't want to straighten up, he just wanted to maintain this comfortable sitting posture.

Like, opening your eyes...

That's too tiring.

Lazy, leisurely, and comfortable, in his opinion, this is what summer vacation should be like.

Take another bite of the orange.

So comfortable~!

"Pumpkin Head, you're eating Aunt Molly's oranges like this, aren't you afraid that..." the black boy said worriedly.

"It's okay, Aunt Molly is a good person.

Look, if she really didn't want us to come in.

Why are the huskies she raises, which are fiercer than wolves, always tied up when we come over?"

'Pumpkin Head' said to his friend in a neither fast nor slow tone.

"That seems to make sense."

Although he felt something was wrong, the black boy, who was obviously fooled by 'Pumpkin Head', couldn't help but take a bite after receiving the orange thrown by 'Pumpkin Head'.

"So sweet!" the black boy said with a smile.

Summer vacation is so comfortable!

Just as the two were enjoying the quiet afternoon orange-eating time, suddenly—

"Boss, something bad, something bad..."

A short and fat black teenager rushed into the orange grove with a basketball in his arms, looked at 'Pumpkin Head' sitting on the ground, and gasped for breath.

At this time, 'Pumpkin Head', who was originally sleepy-eyed, inadvertently opened his eyes.

"Slow down, Coleman, what happened?"

As a child who grew up in the slums, he witnessed his cousin and her boyfriend being shot on the street when he was a child. Therefore, under 'Pumpkin Head's' lazy eyes, there were many pasts he didn't want to recall.

So, when the always carefree Coleman ran into the orange grove in a hurry, 'Pumpkin Head' was a little nervous.

If he could, he really didn't want to lose anyone.

He grew up in Auburndale.

Although his father only lived in his memory since he was a child, a woman named Melanas and a woman named Robert gave him double the motherly love.

He was the king of the kids in Auburndale. When he was a child, because his neighbors thought he was too naughty, they gave him the nickname "Pumpkin Head."

However, all the beautiful memories turned into pools of blood in the sound of bang, bang, bang in his childhood.

Pain and happiness were his childhood.

"Damn it, damn it!" Coleman gasped heavily, with many classic American swear words mixed in his speech.

'Pumpkin Head' couldn't bear it anymore, he stood up, and the fifteen or sixteen-year-old looked six feet six inches tall.

And when he straightened his back, you would even think he was taller.

Although his figure was a little thin, it was the figure that fit his age.

"Say it, what happened?" 'Pumpkin Head' squinted his eyes and glared at Coleman.

"There is, there is a yellow man, he has taken over our court!

And said, and said, unless someone among us can beat him one-on-one...

Otherwise... otherwise, he won't return the basketball court to us!" Coleman gasped.

"Does he follow the rules?" 'Pumpkin Head' asked.

"He did, it's just that he followed the rules too much that we can't do anything about him.

And... and he also brought three bodyguards, the very strong kind," Coleman said to 'Pumpkin Head'.

'Pumpkin Head' nodded, the rules he was talking about were the rules for one-on-one on American street courts.

Because the USA advocates freedom, peace, and democracy, in order to avoid life-threatening situations while playing basketball, the American streetball circle has always had an unwritten rule, that is, things on the court are based on skills.

"He even brought bodyguards? Interesting." 'Pumpkin Head' patted the dust off his clothes, "Let's go, let's go meet him."

…

At a street basketball court in Auburndale, a dozen or so "malnourished" black teenagers were paying "attention" to the jerk who was eating ice cream in the middle of the court and had taken over their basketball court.

That's right, this jerk who took over their basketball court is—

Su Feng.

Speaking of which, Florida is really a good place.

It's sunny here. In Su Feng's opinion, even if he gets up at four in the morning to practice basketball, he doesn't have to worry about catching a cold.

There's no way, if he could, Su Feng wouldn't want to be a jerk either.

But the problem is...

His cheat is gone!

Kobe went to the Adidas ABCd training camp.

And the main thing is, this guy even deliberately called to stimulate Su Feng on the first day he went to the training camp: "Su, you don't know, Lamar is really great. Let me tell you, you are far worse than Lamar."

Tui!

Scumbag Kobe!

Really scummy.

So, in order not to give Kobe a chance to continue stabbing his heart, Su Feng embarked on a journey to Florida to find a new cheat.

According to his memory, Su Feng remembered that "his new cheat" was still studying at Auburndale High School at this time, and he would not go to North Carolina until his senior year.

Because Tai-Willis, the head coach of Auburndale High School, is a very suspicious person, Willis never trusted "his new cheat" when "his new cheat" was in his freshman and sophomore years, and even when "his new cheat" averaged 20+10 in his junior year, Willis would always point fingers at "his new cheat".

In addition, "his new cheat" neglected his studies in his junior year in order to practice basketball, so many universities that were interested in "his new cheat" before were dissuaded.

Later, "his new cheat" transferred to Montrose Christian School in North Carolina under the introduction of talent scout Smith.

And there, "his new cheat" soared into the sky and became the real-American No. 1 high school student.

Well... stepping on the human tragedy Odom to rise to the top is so pleasant.

Of course, before looking for a new cheat, Su Feng has to do one important thing first.

That is to find a professional trainer to help him improve and adapt to the NBA in advance.

The first candidate that Su Feng thought of was Mike Mancias, the future personal court advisor of LeBron James.

However, finding someone in the 90s is like looking for a needle in a haystack.

What's more, Mancias is not famous at this time?

However, Su Feng's handsome appearance helped him this time.

Because when Joe Bryant was asked to contact a trainer for him, Mike Mancias was among the candidates Joe recommended to Su Feng.

This…

That is the value of appearance, ah pei, that is fate!

To be fair, in Su Feng's opinion, Mancias is indeed worthy of being the future personal court advisor of LeBron James.

Because after seeing Su Feng, Mancias could see at a glance the amazing talent contained in Su Feng's body.

"Your frame… is so perfect."

"Are you 17 years old? When are you planning to enter the NBA draft?"

See, what is professionalism?

This is what Mancias calls professionalism.

He neither pointed fingers at Su Feng nor gave Su Feng empty platitudes.

After observing Su Feng for a few minutes, touching Su Feng's frame a few times, and analyzing Su Feng's performance in the Pennsylvania high school basketball league last season, Mancias made the judgment that Su Feng would definitely be able to play in the NBA in the future.

Tsk tsk.

"Would you believe me if I told you I wanted to skip college?" Su Feng jokingly said to Mancias.

"Believe it, of course I believe it, why not?

Your Achilles tendon is long enough, and if you train properly, you will definitely be able to jump very high in the future.

And your frame is big enough, your shoulders are wide, your hands are big, your fingers are long, and your wingspan is excellent.

I can responsibly tell you that if you don't play basketball, you are blaspheming your talent." Mancias replied to Su Feng.

"But... there has never been a Chinese player in the NBA before..."

Before Su Feng could finish speaking, Mancias, who was increasingly interested in Su Feng's body, directly interrupted him, "I know that some people in the NBA are very superstitious about the so-called race theory.

But I believe more in scientific training and a reasonable diet.

I have checked the information and read a lot of books. Most Chinese people love to eat pork.

So if you want to hire me as your trainer, I hope you can eat beef and chicken in the future.

In my opinion, your talent is no worse than any American player of the same age.

I think this is a good opportunity, because I have never been a trainer for a Chinese basketball player before.

And if you can succeed, it will be of great help to my future trainer career."

Listening to Mancias' words, Su Feng's eyes widened...

No wonder James' physical fitness is so terrifying in the future!

Look at this trainer, isn't he too ambitious and too idealistic?

In his previous life, James was simply a human tank in the NBA, and he was the kind that could not be broken no matter how hard he was hit. He could still score 25+ points per game even when he was over 30 years old.

Su Feng believes in Mancias' ability, so he asked him for advice, "If I play in the NBA in the future, how much do you think my weight should be?"

Mancias pondered for a few seconds, "If you can grow to about two meters in the future, I suggest you increase your weight to about 100 kilograms.

If you plan to skip college, I suggest you increase it to about 90 kilograms in your rookie season, and then gradually increase it by 3 kilograms every year.

Because if you increase it too fast, your body will not be able to bear it.

You need to slowly adapt to the new weight, and I touched your frame, and I think you can train to be like Michael Jordan."

Su Feng nodded. Mancias' statement was similar to what he had expected before.

Increasing weight too quickly will indeed affect agility and flexibility, and even affect coordination.

In his previous life, the reason why James' little tank could not learn a gorgeous style of playing was because his tonnage increased too quickly and his arms were too thick.

Mancias is a talent. Su Feng discovered this in his conversation with him. He planned a completely different route for himself.

Su Feng felt that he must hire this kind of trainer who knows how to teach students according to their aptitude as his personal trainer when he enters the league in the future.

"This summer, I suggest you first increase 4.5 kilograms of muscle. Three months, 1.5 kilograms per month. The process will be very hard. You have to be mentally prepared," Mancias said to Su Feng.

"If I keep doing physical training, will it affect my shooting?" Su Feng asked.

"Yes, definitely. Because in your training plan for these three months, I have formulated a scientific and rigorous training method for you.

Your core strength will be a higher level than now, and all aspects will be improved.

So your shooting strength will be very different from before," Mancias said with a smile.

"Then how can I ensure shooting accuracy while practicing strength?

Uh, don't misunderstand, because you also know that many people are optimistic about my shooting and defense. I don't want to lose my signature," Su Feng said.

"This is indeed a problem. If you want to skip college, time is too tight…

Well, let me contact one of my friends for you, but the money…"

Mancias looked at Su Feng nervously, after all, he really wanted to help Su Feng out of his own training ideals, but there is no reason for people not to want your money.

However, when he thought that Su Feng was just a high school student, still a child…

"No problem, I will pay whatever the price is.

And this summer, I want to rent a training hall in Orlando. Do you know anyone?"

Money? Since it comes to money, Su Feng is not flustered.

Because after determining his planned route, Su Feng knew that he needed a lot of money.

So, he dialed the phone number of Su Weiguo, who said that "tens of millions of RMB is nothing".

Su Feng thought about it. When he enters the NBA in the future, buys some stocks, and has money, he will repay his parents as soon as possible.

"Oh? Can you really play in the NBA? Don't lie to me. You used to lie to me to buy you toys…" On the phone, Su Weiguo started the "daddy" mode again.

Su Feng, who was taking the blame for "Su Feng," was dumbfounded, but fortunately, Su Weiguo was still willing to believe in him.

"Well, let your Uncle Xu transfer some money to you. If you have any difficulties in the future, just call your Uncle Xu," Su Weiguo said to Su Feng on the phone.

Although Su Feng did not have much memory of this Uncle Xu from "Su Feng's" memory, one day later, after seeing 1 million US dollars more in his account, Su Feng had a new understanding of his family background in this life.

"If you really can't get into the NBA, just go home and inherit billions of dollars of family property?"

This is 1 million US dollars in the 90s!

Because "Su Feng's" memory is too fragmented, Su Feng knows that he will probably have to wait until he returns to China in the future to understand what his background is in this life.

"Nephew Su, have you received the money?" After receiving the 1 million US dollars from Uncle Xu, Su Feng soon received a call from this Uncle Xu.

"Received…" Su Feng replied, feeling that his three views were greatly impacted.

"It's good that you received it. I heard from Weiguo that you are going to play in the NBA? Is that the NBA that Jordan plays in?" Uncle Xu asked curiously.

"Well…" Su Feng replied.

"Don't fool me. I'm not your dad.

I have been doing business in the United States for many years, and I have also watched the Chicago Bulls games a few times.

If you want pocket money, I can give you as much as you want.

But if I find out that you are using it to learn bad things, let me tell you in four words: I'll break your legs!"

Uncle Xu warned Su Feng on the phone.

Looking at the sky…

Did you hear that? He said, if you want pocket money, he can give you as much as you want.

Su Feng took a breath of cold air, and said after calming down for a few seconds: "Then Uncle, can you give me some more?"

"Get out, get out. I knew I shouldn't have listened to your aunt's suggestion to arrange you to go to Philadelphia.

I heard that you also transferred schools? You brat, just wait!

Let me tell you first, other things are fine with me, but if you dare to touch those things, I will really make you swim naked in the Pacific Ocean," Uncle Xu threatened again.

"Uncle, I really want to play basketball…" Su Feng felt that he was Benzema, and he was both happy and depressed to take the blame.

"Tsk, you can only fool your dad.

The reason why I transferred money to you this time is just to let you know that our two families don't lack anything.

Even if you want to be a spendthrift, as long as you don't touch those things, you can play however you want.

I went to China to watch you play basketball when you were in junior high school, and you are still dribbling with your wrists and doing six-step layups. If you can get into the NBA in the future, I will run naked on Wall Street!" Uncle Xu joked to Su Feng.

Cough cough…

Okay, fortunately, Su Feng is a good person. In order not to let his gold mine continue to make flags, Su Feng quickly changed the subject.

However, after hanging up the phone, Su Feng really felt that he was living like a son of destiny in this life.

"I always feel that whatever I think in my heart, I can accomplish it," Su Feng thought with emotion.

…

So, in this way, under Mancias' introduction, Bruce Fraser and Alan Stein successively joined Su Feng's summer training team.

Fraser is Nash's future personal trainer. He can teach Nash to become an MVP. In Su Feng's opinion, this person must have extraordinary abilities.

Su Feng also knows Alan Stein, who is a relatively well-known trainer in the future NBA.

However, when these two heard that Su Feng was going to rent a training hall in Orlando for summer training, they curiously asked Mancias, "Isn't his father Bill Gates?"

In fact, Mancias was also very surprised when he heard that Su Feng was going to train in Orlando.

Especially when Su Feng told him that if he entered the NBA in the future, he would "support" him…

This…

Are high school students so rich now?

The evil capitalism!

In fact, Fraser was not very interested in training a high school student at first, but unfortunately, Su Feng gave too much.

And for Su Feng, this money must be saved, after all, this money is not his own.

But Su Feng is also very clear that this special training is also a good opportunity for him to make friends with these well-known NBA trainers.

If you want to become an excellent basketball player, it is not enough to be hardworking. You must have an excellent team to ensure that you keep moving forward.

Oh, right…

You also have to have a system like Wilt Chamberlain and Su Feng.

…

So, after settling the training team, Su Feng went to Florida. The reason why Su Feng chose Orlando is because Orlando is very close to Auburndale.

Mancias quickly rented a training hall with complete training facilities for Su Feng.

Because he was fooled by the pie that Su Feng drew, Mancias also negotiated a fair price for Su Feng.

"He is worthy of being LeBron James' future confidant!" In Su Feng's opinion, this kind of loyal minister must be kept.

"When are we going to start training?" Mancias couldn't wait to see what kind of shape he could train Su Feng's body into.

"Don't worry, you have to accompany me to Auburndale first," Su Feng said with a smile.

"Huh?" The three trainers were all confused.

…

Just like that…

Su Feng became the nightmare in the hearts of these basketball teenagers in Auburndale…

I have to say that "his new cheat" is quite famous in Auburndale.

And Auburndale itself is a small town with only 10,000 people, so Su Feng quickly found out the street basketball court that "his new cheat" usually likes to go to.

But it is a pity that Su Feng did not meet 'his new cheat'.

So, in order to get his new cheat to come out as soon as possible…

Su Feng had to bring three tough guys to look at the children on the court and say, "Come on, let's play one-on-one. If you lose, you are not allowed to play basketball here in the future."

Su Feng remembered that "his new cheat" was the king of the kids in Auburndale and had a high reputation among his peers.

So, let's just pretend to be the bad guy.

Anyway, he will just buy some candy to comfort these children whose basketball dreams have been shattered by him later.

"Boss, you are finally here! It's that jerk! Wuwu, he just dunked on my head!"

"Boss, you don't know, he… he actually fanned away my basketball dream!"

Just when Su Feng was being watched by a group of black teenagers…

Suddenly, the group of black teenagers made way for him.

Su Feng, who was eating an ice cream, turned his head and smiled at his trainers and bodyguards: "The person we are looking for is here."

Mancias looked in the direction Su Feng was pointing.

He saw a tall and thin black boy.

His eyes were as if he hadn't woken up yet.

He was holding a basketball in his hand. Although he didn't walk fast, he took big steps.

Here he comes!

Here he comes!

My new cheat!

Ah pei, he is clearly—

Tracy McGrady.

Known as, Houston's Little Tracy.

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