Chapter 1 Yes, he is my son
On July 20, 2010, the weather was clear and the wind was beautiful.
At the entrance of a community, a middle-aged foreign man with dark brown hair stood there, whistling in his mouth that was extremely inconsistent with his age, fiddling with an iPhone 4 phone in his hand, and his eyes looked into the community from time to time, as if he was waiting for someone.
Although a foreign middle-aged man looks a little older than last year, he has to be said to be very beautiful and fashionable, that is, he is simply handsome.
He has a angular face, full of masculine charm of men. His straight nose bridge makes him look like a man with a strong personality. His eyes are big, his eyes are very bright, and there is an unusual look in his eyes, and he is faintly excited. His figure is very standard, and he is about 1.9 meters tall.
The middle-aged foreign man seemed to be a little impatient, with some impatient expression on his face, and he paced back and forth at the entrance of the community from time to time, his eyes kept looking around, completely ignoring the people who were staring at him curiously.
At this moment, a middle-aged Chinese man walked out of the community with a rapid pace, his face full of excitement.
"Hi, Black!" the Chinese middle-aged man shouted at the handsome foreign middle-aged man with a dark brown head.
When a foreign middle-aged man heard someone calling his name, he immediately turned around and saw the middle-aged Chinese man walking out of the community at a glance. "Hi, Zhou Miao, you finally came out." Black's voice was very nice, and he spoke extremely fluent Chinese. Black quickly walked towards Zhou Miao and gave him a solid bear hug.
Zhou Miao smiled and said, "Sorry, Black, you have been waiting for so long."
Black shook his head and said, "Haha, it's okay. Zhou, how long has it been since we met?"
Zhou Miao touched the back of his head, thought for a while and replied, "It's probably almost fifteen years. It's been six years. The last time I met was in the United States. That time, I lived in your house for a long time! But in the blink of an eye, after so many years, we have all become people in our forties."
"Haha, yes, we were so happy at that time! There are many Chinese languages you taught me! Haha, old friend, you haven't changed much for so many years, and it's still so cool." Black gently hammered Zhou Miao and laughed.
"Oh, you haven't changed. You are still as handsome as before. You have attracted a lot of women over the years, right? Haha, okay, you can come to Beijing once, go, go to my house to sit down, meet your sister-in-law and your nephew." Zhou Miao hugged Black and said to him.
"Yes." Black nodded happily and followed Zhou Miao to the community.
As they walked, the two walked to the side of a basketball court in the community.
In the basketball court, a group of teenagers were playing basketball sweating profusely. Black stopped, as if attracted by the group of children.
"What's wrong, Black? You want to play basketball? You're embarrassed to play basketball with those kids at your age, right?" Zhou Miao looked at Black, then looked at the teenagers in the basketball court, and joked at Black.
Black laughed, shrugged, and did not answer. Instead, he walked straight into the basketball court, then found a seat and sat down, watching the teenagers in front of him playing a four-on-four basketball game.
"Haha, it's still the same kind of virtue." Zhou Miao shook his head helplessly, walked to Black, and sat down.
The teenagers on the basketball court saw two people walking in, their eyes looking at Black, and then they were still playing seriously as if they didn't see it.
On the field, one side was wearing a blue Magic Team jersey and the other side was wearing a white 76ers jersey.
I saw a boy wearing a 76ers No. 3 jersey holding the ball in one hand, facing the boy defending him. Suddenly, he broke through quickly, swiped past the defender, and rushed to the basket. A strong and strong opponent rushed over to make up for the defense. The boy was calm and calm and passed the ball to his teammates who were tangently facing the basket, who easily scored.
"Perfect!" Black shouted involuntarily, his cheers immediately attracted the attention of the teenagers on the field.
Zhou Miao smiled awkwardly, pulled Black's clothes, and said to him: "I said Black, you can't keep a low profile? Look, those children are looking at you."
Black shrugged, looking indifferent, and then continued to look at the game on the basketball court.
Seeing Black's reaction, Zhou Miao rolled his eyes and said to himself: Why is this guy still the same as when he was young?
The strong and strong man looked at Black and Zhou Miao, snorted, and shouted to his team members: "Don't stand stupidly, be careful with me. If you don't want to play, get out of here." After that, he glanced at the boy wearing the No. 3 jersey of 76ers.
The boy wearing the No. 3 jersey of 76ers looked at Zhou Miao, then looked at Black, and then sent the ball to his teammates.
A member of the White team quickly broke through with the ball, and then quickly turned aside the defensive player, rushed to the basket and wanted to make a layup. However, as soon as the ball took a shot, a figure emerged from the wing, which was the big man who had just gotten angry. He jumped high and slapped the ball away with one palm.
After the big man blocked the opponent's shot, a sneer flashed across the corner of his mouth, as if he was mocking the opponent. However, after the basketball was blown away by him, it was unfortunately received by the boy wearing the No. 3 jersey of the 76ers. He rushed to the basket quickly, then dunked with both hands, and the ball entered. The big man did not react for a moment, and tragically acted as a great background man.
"FUCK!" The big man roared angrily, then glared at the former fiercely.
The boy seemed to have not seen this scene, and he still walked to the midfield with the basketball easily and served.
Black nodded with interest, then stared at the game intently, and said to Zhou Miao: "Zhou, look at that child."
"Is it the boy wearing the No. 3 jersey of 76ers?" Zhou Miao looked at the game on the basketball court and asked Black.
Black nodded: "Well, that kid is really good at playing basketball, and he is also very calm when playing basketball. What do you think, Zhou?"
"Haha, look at it for a while!" Zhou Miao smiled and then looked at the boy.
A white team member saw that he could not get rid of the defense, and then wisely passed the ball to the boy. The boy took the ball with one hand, said something like multiple runs to his own player, and then dribbled the ball under his crotch against the defender. Suddenly, the boy was a beautiful Crossover, quickly broke through the defender, and then quickly passed the ball to an open teammate standing near the zero-degree three-point line. The latter jumped cleanly and neatly. The basketball drew a graceful arc and fell into the basket steadily.
The player who scored the score ran over, slapped the boy happily, and then entered the game.
"No, not bad, Zhou, guess who I saw from that boy?" Black asked Zhou Miao with his eyes slightly narrowed.
Zhou Miao spread his hands and laughed: "Who is it? It's not me?"
Ignoring Zhou Miao's joke, Black said excitedly: "I seemed to see the shadow of Allen Iverson from him, but it felt a bit like Tracy McGrady. Look at him, especially when using Crossover, it looks like Iverson when he was young. But if you look closely at his pass and his ability to control the game, he has the taste of McGrady. Haha, this kid, playing basketball is really good." Black touched his chin, watched the game with all his concentration, and smiled at Zhou Miao.
"Oh? Do you really think so? Black?" Zhou Miao asked at the boy.
Black glanced at Zhou Miao and said, "ofcourse! Old friend, don't you believe what I said? I never lie to you."
After hearing Black's words, Zhou Miao happily patted his shoulder and explained: "Where did you say? How could I suspect you were lying to me? But is your evaluation of that child just now true?" After Zhou Miao finished speaking, he looked at the boy wearing the No. 3 jersey of 76ers.
Black nodded and replied seriously: "Of course, I just said that boy's teenager is not an exaggeration. That child is the best Chinese child I have ever seen. He has a talent for playing basketball."
After hearing Black's words of affirmation, Zhou Miao smiled and then said word by word to the latter: "That child is my son."
"Yeah." Black nodded and continued to watch the fierce game on the court.
Suddenly, as if he had thought of something, Black turned his head suddenly, looked at Zhou Miao incredible, then pointed at the boy and asked him: "What did you just say?"
Zhou Miao smiled sly, and then replied to Black with interest: "He is my son."
"Is he your son?" Black looked at Zhou Miao in amazement.
Zhou Miao patted Black on the shoulder and smiled and said, "Yes, his is indeed my son! What's wrong? Can you just have a son, and I won't have a son?"
"Zhou, you know, of course I didn't mean that. But I was just a little surprised. Your previous skills in playing basketball were really not good, and I didn't expect that your son would be so good at playing basketball. Haha..." Black laughed.
Chapter completed!