All-Professional Trainer

Chapter 27 The Fading Dream

Fang Zihan's complexion suddenly became ugly.

He stepped forward, picked up the mobile phone in the assistant's hand, and after connecting it, he said in a bad tone, "What's the matter?"

"I heard that you asked Lao Wang to go to the United States to hire a personal trainer for you?" Fang Tianlin asked.

"The previous one was too bad, so I fired it." Fang Zihan said with a cold face.

"Give up..." Fang Tianlin said lightly.

"I said, give me another season, just one season." Fang Zihan roared.

"You said the same thing last year." Fang Tianlin's voice was calm, unaffected by Fang Zihan.

Fang Zihan's chest rose and fell sharply.He was so angry that his chest seemed to explode, but he couldn't vent it.

"Actually, it doesn't matter if I'm a year or two late. I'm not old enough to retire. Besides, it's not impossible to hire a professional manager. Tianlin Group doesn't necessarily require you to take over." Fang Tianlin Sighing, he said helplessly, "But since you became a basketball player, your temper has become worse and worse."

Fang Zihan was silent.

"You don't like gambling, you don't like racing, and you don't indulge in debauchery. You are filial, sensible, and smart... I have always regarded you as my greatest pride, far more than the Tianlin Group I founded."

Fang Tianlin sighed softly again: "I support and understand your dream, but I don't want you to ruin yourself because of an unrealistic dream. Sometimes, I even hope that you will marry those second generations who don't seek to make progress. Like the Lord, eating, drinking, whoring and gambling all day long, drunk and dreaming. At least, this way you can live a happier life, and I can have many grandchildren."

"Give me another season..." Fang Zihan said weakly.

"I've had a lot of social gatherings recently, and I have some problems with my liver function. I need to recuperate at home for a few days." Fang Tianlin smiled and said, "I'm a little bored, how many cups of tea will you come back with me?"

"I..." Fang Zihan hesitated.

"You have been hiding from me for two months. Since I was a child, I have never been willing to slap you. Is it that scary?" Fang Tianlin asked.

"I'm sorry..." Fang Zihan lowered his head.

Fang Tianlin asked: "Is the dream really that important? Can't it be lowered? The pressure is given by yourself. You must learn how to face reality. If you can't learn, I can only increase the pressure on you and force you to give up basketball. Otherwise, you will sink deeper and deeper."

Fang Zihan couldn't help but roar again: "I have lowered myself a lot. Now I just want to be a star in the CBA. I don't need you to teach me how to face reality."

Fang Tianlin was silent.

"I'll go back tonight, that's it!" Fang Zihan hung up the phone directly.

He sat on the chair a little decadently, looking at the basketball hoop from a distance, his eyes were a little confused.

He knew that his dream was drifting away from him.Even if it is a dream that has been reduced a lot, it is still so out of reach.

Even, he is facing losing the qualification to chase his dream.

He was not reconciled.

He likes the feeling of basketball jumping like an elf at his fingertips, and he likes the cheers like a tsunami in the arena.

He often fantasizes that in the finals, he can kill his opponent at the last second.

Either enjoying hero-like treatment at home, or enjoying countless pairs of hateful eyes in away games.

He even designed many celebratory gestures for these two moments that made his blood surge.

However, the ruthless reality made him irritable, and the fading dream almost made him collapse.

He has been training hard, and he has been forcing himself to believe that there are miracles in this world.

He bought training methods that can increase speed, he bought folk remedies that can increase strength, and he even bought a book of the legendary inner strength method...

At noon, he learned from a friend in his hometown of Cangnan City that there was a magical tutor in No. [-] Middle School, and this tutor also posted advertisements online, vowing that he could train top talents in any profession, so he couldn't wait to call. The call went over.

As soon as that amazing tutor said he could train him to be an NBA superstar, he knew he had encountered a liar.

But even so, he was still waiting for the liar to call.

As long as the other party didn't trick him while cheating money, he didn't mind taking the initiative to be a fool.

For, just hope that a miracle can really happen.

He can spend millions to buy a so-called inner strength method, but he won't follow the other party's words and foolishly kowtow to his teacher.

He's not really an idiot.

……

In Shuimengjiayuan, Li Feng was busy calling Jiang Ruoxin.

Fang Zihan, a basketball player, has long been thrown out of the sky by him.

Don't say that you don't know that Fang Zihan is waiting for his call, even if you know, he won't call.

Just like Fang Zihan is not really a fool, he is not really a liar either.

No matter how much money is given, Li Feng will definitely not agree to that bad attitude.

Mr. Li is now able to not bend his waist for five buckets of rice.

At the end of the day, Lin Siyun finished the task at two o'clock. She told Li Feng that she always felt uncomfortable leaving the training plan unfinished.

On the other hand, Little Fatty barely managed to complete the three daily tasks until after eleven o'clock in the evening.

The next day, when he learned that there were three more study plans, the little fat man begged for mercy.

"Ms. Li, I really can't read that kind of book."

"I also caught a cold recently, and my head is a little dizzy."

"The doctor said that I still have some anemia, so I can't sit for too long, and I have to go out frequently."

There is no doubt that the relaxation of more than a month has completely degraded the little fat man.

After being wronged, he was promoted to a super chubby little fat man, but also lost a super powerful engine.Now, it is difficult to overcome the inertia in his heart just by relying on the motivation of becoming a stock god.

Li Feng followed his example and reduced his daily tasks to two, and after the summer vacation, including various homework, he would only be given two study plans every day.

Although feeding the little fat man more chicken soup for the soul should make the little fat man stick to completing three study plans every day, but he doesn't think it's necessary.

After all, the little fat man is still young, and he has a lot of time to train, so there is no need to put too much pressure on him to study.

Every day, you should still give him enough time to have fun.

On the contrary, what to play and who to play with are extremely important to Li Feng.

In the third year of junior high school, although he often took the little fat guy to some bad places.But at one time and another, at that time, it was to let the little fat man study at full speed and adapt to local conditions.There is no such heavy study pressure now, so naturally there is no need for that.

More importantly, if Jiang Ruoxin knew that he had led Little Fatty badly, or that his lax discipline made him imitate others, the consequences would be disastrous.

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(End of this chapter)