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Basketball Myth

An accident brought a talented basketball player basketball career to an abrupt end, but when he woke up that day, he found that he was fifteen years old. Qin Hao, who is starting all over again, has greater ambitions. This time he not only wants to become an NBA player, but also to become a basketball myth, a super guard! (A new generation of speed king, terrifying scoring machine, court magician, hoop finisher, orient whirlwind sweeping the NBA… he is Qin Hao!) Disclaimer: This is a translation and I do not Own the Work.

Bballguru · Olahraga
Peringkat tidak cukup
208 Chs

Chapter 78 - Genius

When Qin Hao left, Xu Yao also hurried away.

A group of people are still discussing, and a player from the Polytechnic Institute couldn't help but sigh: "Today was really full of twists and turns, two such strong players appeared at the same time. Forget about Xu Yao, what is that called, oh, No.2 , He's still a high school student, tut tut..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw Xu Tao turning around and leaving. He couldn't help but be stunned and shouted: "Captain, where are you doing?"

Xu Tao didn't look back, and replied: "What are you doing? Go call the coach. That little brother is so talented that he will be brought to our institute of science and technology soon, and are still waiting to let him be pulled away?"

"Huh?" Several Polytechnic players opened their mouths. "You said Xu Yao was going to recruit that kid?"

Xu Tao said silently: "You didn't notice the look in Xu Yao's eyes? Why did you think Xu Yao asked someone's name and left in a hurry. If I guessed correctly, he must go back and find a way to check that. The identity of the kid is a mystery, and he want to bring that kid to E University in the north."

Hearing what Xu Tao said, several people also reacted.

For a while, several people were anxious: "Walk around and call the coach together. This is a genius, and Xu Yao can't be allowed to poached."

"That is, our Yuyang talents should come to our Institute of Science and Technology ,the fertilizer should not flow into the fields of outsiders."

"The little brother said that he will graduate in the third year of high school this year, that is to say next June. Let's persuade the coach to recruit him in advance, right?"

"I think it will work."

"Just do it, now they are so strong, and they will work for another two years...Brothers, our Polytechnic Institute is going to rise."

Several people were very excited.

As Xu Tao guessed, Xu Yao really wanted to dig someone. He hurried back to his aunt's house and shouted after entering the door: "Aunty, is uncle home?"

Xu Yao's uncle works in the Municipal Sports Bureau. Although he is not an educational unit, he has jurisdiction over registered basketball players in municipal colleges and universities, and can also find information about registered players. So Xu Yao hurried back to find his uncle, wanting his uncle to help check Qin Hao's identity.

My aunt came out of the kitchen and said with a smile: "Your uncle has gone to work, so he should be back soon, what can you do with him?"

"Oh, I want to trouble my uncle. I'll talk about it when my uncle comes back." Xu Yao responded and sat on the sofa, and saw the child from his uncle's house, that is, his cousin, who is only 11 years old this year. He was watching the broadcast of the NBA game, and he couldn't help but feel relieved, "Fat girl, do you like basketball too?"

"Don't call me fat girl." The little girl pouted in protest, and then replied: "I don't like basketball. So many people grab a ball. What's so fun."

"Uh...then why do you still watch the NBA?"

"I watch the NBA because Wangxu, from our class, likes basketball. I have to have a common language and hobbies with him." The little girl looked like a small adult and said, "This way he will like me."

Xu Yao inhaled and asked, "Does the elementary school students behave like this nowadays?"

At this time, the little girl suddenly turned her head and asked: "Xu Yao..."

"Brother."

"Brother." The little girl turned quickly, "Didn't you say that you play very well? Who is better, you or Kobe? Wang Xu said he likes Kobe."

Xu Yao has a black line on his face. Isn't it nonsense? If I were half as good as Kobe, I wouldn't be here at the moment. I should playing in NBA in the United States.

Seeing Xu Yao's expression on the little girl, she knew the answer, she snorted, and said, "Xu Yao, you can't do it. You also said how good you are at playing, so you were bragging."

Xu Yao couldn't laugh or cry. Now the elementary school students are smart, they can watch their words and facial expressions, and they change their faces too quickly, so they are not called brothers anymore, they are called by names.

But why doesn't she have a bit of common sense? Although I am a thousand miles away from Kobe, I am also the rookie king of the Northeast Division of Cuba.

Just when Xu Yao felt that dealing with elementary school students was more difficult than playing a game, his uncle came back.

Xu Yaolian got up and asked his uncle to help him check the registered basketball players in Yuyang City's senior high school (registration is required to participate in the national high school league), and find a senior high school student with a height of about 1.78 meters.

Uncle smiled and agreed. It was a simple effort, but he told Xu Yao that the information could be checked, but it might be difficult to find someone, after all, there is no name.

Xu Yaolian thanked him.

After that, he took out his cell phone and called the coach of the E basketball team far in the north: "Coach, I'm still in Yuyang. You don't know, I found a basketball genius in Yuyang. This is how it happened. ...." At the moment, Xu Yao talked about today's heads-up with Qin Hao. In order to increase his persuasiveness, he didn't justify himself. He only said that he had lost to a high school student in the heads-up. No matter what the coach is. The school must also be persuaded to use a special recruitment quota to win this genius.

Finally, he promised: "Coach, as long as you find a way to recruit this person to E, I promise to bring you back a Northeast Division champion."

On the other side of the phone, Coach E's voice was a little suspicious: "This kid you said is really that amazing. With him, we can win the Northeast Division Championship?"

Xu Yao smiled: "It's a resounding yes, I feel very sure. Coach, you must trust me, a special recruitment quota, we will never lose out."

There was silence over there for a while, then coach E said: "Well, I will believe you once."

Xu Yao was overjoyed and thanked him again and again.

Xu Yao was still a little excited when he hung up the phone. Now "No.2" is only in the third year of high school. After a year of waiting, he will go to university and his strength will probably improve. If his height can grow a few centimeters, he will be with himself Together, it is not impossible to win the Northeast Division Championship.

...

One day later.

In the Polytechnic Institute, Xu Tao has persuaded the coach. The reason is very simple. Xu Yao defeated Xu Tao and "No.2" defeated Xu Yao. How can such a talented high school student not be loved?

Just how to find this "No.2" is a problem, because according to the knowledge of the coach of the Institute of Science and Technology, the strongest player in Yuyang high school basketball is Tu Lei, but Tu Lei is just over 1.8 meters tall, obviously and "No. 2" does not meet the criteria.

A group of people fell into distress.

Could it be that this "No.2", like Xu Yao, came from other places?

...

Xu Yao got the information of the registered players in Yuyang City's third year from his uncle.

Xu Yao couldn't help but have the same guess as the people in the Institute of Science and Technology. Isn't No. 2 a native of Yuyang City, but like himself, visiting relatives in the New Year?

In this case, it would be difficult to find him.

Xu Yao couldn't help but regret it. He knew that he should keep No. 2 in the Institute of Science and Technology. In any case, he must know his name and leave a contact information.