"Go to play in the NBA?" Zhou Miao and his family of three asked in unison.

Black nodded and replied seriously: "Yes. I asked Xiaoyi if he wanted to play in the NBA? Is there anything wrong?"

"Oh, no. It's just that you asked this question a little too suddenly." Zhou's mother smiled.

However, Zhou Yi nodded subconsciously: "Of course, of course I want to play in the NBA. This is my dream since I was a child." Zhou Yi paused for a moment and continued: "When I was very young, I always pestered my father to watch NBA games with me. Somehow, I seemed to be very fascinated by basketball. Later, when I grew up, I received the most precious gift for me, that is the basketball my dad gave me."

Zhou Yi lowered his head, fiddled with the corner of his clothes with his fingers, slowly telling his love for basketball, while Black and his parents listened quietly without interrupting him at all.

"Since I was six years old, I started to learn basketball seriously. At that time, I was just in the first grade. The physical education teacher found that I liked playing basketball very much, so he often taught me carefully. Later, when I was in the fourth grade, it was already very good for me to play among my classmates, and I joined the school basketball team as I wished. However, there were basically five and six students in the basketball team, and there were very few students in the fourth grade. They did not agree with me at first, even looked down on me, laughed at me, and were very unfriendly to me. However, I was not angry, but used my playing skills and hard training to gain their recognition. Later, I became good friends with them. Oh, by the way, the one who played with me today was the opponent's big man. He was the friend I taught in the basketball team at that time. He was in the sixth grade at that time."

Zhou Yi picked up a bottle of drink, drank it up, and then said: "My favorite basketball stars are Allen Iverson and McGrath. I like Iverson's unyielding spirit and McGrath's elegance when playing. Of course, I admire other players very much. Being able to stand on the NBA stage is a result of hard work."

Black listened to Zhou Yi's story and suddenly interrupted him: "NO, NO, NO, NBA is not a shiny and charming stage, but a battlefield without gunpowder. It is a battlefield, not a stage. Every player is fighting, not singing and dancing."

Zhou Yi looked up and looked at Black, who was also looking at him. When his eyes met, Zhou Yi nodded and admitted: "Yes, the NBA is a battlefield."

"Blake, what do you mean by saying this?" Zhou Miao was a little overwhelmed. If he was talking about business, he could speak very well, but he only knows how to play basketball and knows some common sense about basketball. In Black's words, it's really not a good idea.

Black stood up and pulled Zhou Yi up, saying, "If Xiaoyi really wants to play in the NBA, I may help him."

"Really?" Zhou Yi opened his mouth wide and asked in surprise.

After hearing this, Zhou Miao was surprised at first, then laughed. Black looked at Zhou Miao and asked in confusion: "What's there to be funny? Is it ridiculous? I'm talking serious."

It was okay for Black to not explain. After explaining, Zhou Miao smiled even harder, and even Zhou's mother laughed. Zhou Miao walked towards Black and reached out to touch his forehead. "I don't have a fever, I'm serious." Black said impatiently.

"Well, it didn't burn. OK. I just think you are serious, but Mr. Black, how can you let Xiaoyi play in the NBA? Although you and I have some money, Xiaoyi's skills in playing are pretty good, but is there any team in the NBA willing to sign him?" Zhou Miao leaned on the sofa, picked up a cup of hot tea, and took a few sips carefully.

"Yes, Uncle Black, my strength should be far from the NBA!" Zhou Yi was a little embarrassed. Although his playing ability was pretty good, he was not confident enough to think that he could stand firm in the NBA.

"Believe me, Zhou, Xiaoyi is quite capable and should be able to enter the NBA. Besides, I have a deep friendship with Mr. Choudumas, general manager of the Detroit Pistons. If I recommend it, Dumas should give Xiaoyi a chance." Black said seriously: "As long as Xiaoyi really wants to go."

"I'm willing to go, of course I'm willing to go." Zhou Yi shouted.

Zhou Miao looked at Zhou Yi who was cheering and cheering, without any happy expression on his face. He turned his head and looked at Black, "I have no objection. As a child's parent, of course I hope that my child can do what he likes. But does Xiaoyi really have the ability to go to the NBA?"

Black smiled, pounced on his long dark brown hair floating on his forehead, and replied: "Believe me, old friend."

Zhou Miao looked at Zhou's mother, Zhou's mother nodded. Zhou Miao sighed and said, "Okay, if Xiaoyi really has the ability to stand in the NBA as you said, then you can take him to the United States to try." After that, Zhou Miao stood up, "I'll go to the bathroom first." As he said that, he walked towards the bathroom.

After hearing Zhou Miao's affirmative answer, Zhou Yi and Black both cheered.

"Oh, I really don't know if you two colluded in advance so that I could let Xiaoyi go to the United States for a walk?" Zhou Miao looked at Zhou Yi and Black who were slapped in front of him, turned around and said in a joke.

"Of course not." The two replied at the same time.

"By the way, Xiaoyi, you should play as a point guard in the school basketball team, right?" Black asked.

"Well, I've been playing point guard since I played basketball and now, and occasionally played a guest shot at the shooting guard."

"Haha, you're really good at playing, especially that Crossover."

"It's okay. My Crossover is just a copy of Iverson. Basically, my skills are all about learning Iverson and McGrady." Zhou Yi leaned into Zhou's mother's arms and replied with a smile.

Black took a sip of water, "No wonder you play basketball, it smells like Iverson, but it feels a bit of McGrath's aura."

After hearing Black's words, Zhou Yi laughed, "Thank you Uncle Black for the praise. However, many classmates also said that I play basketball very much like them."

"Xiaoyi, have you been to college?"

"Not yet. The college entrance examination has just ended, and the grades are not very ideal. I guess there is no good university to study in."

When Zhou Yi's face changed and he felt a little sad when he heard Black ask about this.

After seeing Zhou Yi's changes, Black felt a little embarrassed. So he said, "It's okay, you can go to the United States to study in college. I have many university presidents I know, and if you enter the NBA, you can study there."

"Is this okay?" Zhou's mother asked worriedly. Zhou Yi also looked at Black with some concern.

"It should be no problem, I have some tricks there."

At this time, Zhou Miao walked out of the bathroom.

"Zhou, if Xiaoyi enters the NBA, I want to find a good university there and let him study. After all, it is also good to learn more knowledge." Black said to Zhou Miao who was walking over.

"No problem, you can do it when the time comes." Zhou Miao replied.

"If you can't enter the NBA, just play with your Uncle Black. I will contact you several good universities and come back when the school starts." Seeing Zhou Yi becoming a little unhappy, Zhou Miao said with a smile: "What I said is, if you can't enter the NBA."

"Well, I will take good care of Xiaoyi, don't worry!" Black said.

"Then when are you going to the United States?" asked Mama Zhou.

"I will go back after I finish my work and see when Xiaoyi wants to leave?"

"In a few days, I want to think about it." Zhou Yi snuggled into Zhou's mother's arms, closed his eyes, and thought about something.

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In the spacious bedroom, Zhou Miao and Zhou's mother were half lying on the soft and comfortable bed. "Did you really ask Black to take Xiaoyi to the United States?" Zhou's mother asked.

Zhou Miao threw the cigarette butt into the ashtray, "The child wants to go, do parents stop the child from doing what he likes to do? I know Xiaoyi too much, he loves basketball too much, and playing in the NBA is his dream." Zhou Miao sighed.

"But……"

Zhou Miao interrupted Zhou's mother, "I know what you are thinking? You are worried that he can't adapt to life over there, and you are afraid that he will encounter any accidents when playing basketball. After all, there are too many examples of accidents in the NBA. For example, Yao Ming... But, the premise is that Xiaoyi can be signed by NBA teams. I don't have much hope for Xiaoyi to enter the NBA, so I am willing to let him try it. If he is really selected, I believe Black can take good care of him, and I believe that Xiaoyi can take good care of himself. Let him give it a try for his dream!"

After hearing Zhou Miao's words, Zhou's mother didn't say anything. "I hope this is the case!" Zhou's mother murmured in her heart.

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In another smaller bedroom, Zhou Yi was lying on the bed, staring blankly at the ceiling.

"I used to think that the NBA was very far away from me, but now, the distance between me and her is so close. Should I try it? Go, even if I didn't succeed, I would have any loss for me anyway, but I can still have fun in the United States. After suppressing for so long in school, I can finally relax and relax. Maybe I can see those super stars, but maybe I can't see Xiao Ai. Alas... If I really enter the NBA, then my parents, my friends, and of course, she may, it may not be possible, it must have been unseen for a long time. I am really confused... I don't know how she is now?" Zhou Yi turned over and said to himself.

"Basketball is my dream, I should pursue my dream, yes, I should pursue my dream." Thinking of this, Zhou Yi remembered what Black said again: NBA is not a stage, but a battlefield.

Gradually, Zhou Yi quickly fell asleep.

In the dream, a cute and beautiful face appeared in front of Zhou Yi, and the girl smiled sweetly at Zhou Yi.
Chapter completed!