Versatile Point Forward

Chapter 6 The Last Meeting
Looking at the well-proportioned young man in front of him, Bilson nodded approvingly: "Ye, I didn't expect that you still didn't indulge yourself even after graduation. Look at them..." Bilson turned his eyes helplessly to the yard, laughing and playing. A group of people feel that they have some headaches.

Ye Feng said with a smile: "Coach, after winning the state championship and just graduating, of course I have to reward myself with food and drink, isn't this something out of the ordinary? Even if you are a little fat, it will naturally decrease when you go to college. come down."

Bilson glared at him: "You brat still came to teach me a lesson? Don't I know? But if each of them can consciously practice more like you, it won't be difficult to get a scholarship."

Tonight is an open-air barbecue party specially arranged by Coach Bilson, and the place is in his yard.In Bilson's view, the group of players led by Ye Feng is undoubtedly the "golden generation" that can make a big mark in the history of the Willison High school team, sweeping the entire state of California in the past two seasons.

But these senior players are going to go their separate ways, right?Bilson smiled bitterly.

Suddenly, as if he remembered something, he said to Ye Feng: "Ye, many college scouts have come to me recently. They all want to know your address and contact information. I can't refuse."

Ye Feng could understand the difficulties of this middle-aged uncle. Although he didn't like being disturbed by others, what should come would always come. Moreover, in the eyes of those famous NCAA coaches, a small high school coach was really nothing. More attention is still placed on the talented players who have already emerged.

"Haha, it's indeed Ye! Coach, what universities are there for you? Let me open my eyes if you tell me?" A hearty voice sounded from behind Ye Feng, and the visitor unceremoniously grabbed Ye Feng's neck , while taking a sip of wine.

Ye Feng rubbed his nose helplessly, and said angrily: "White, don't always lean on me as soon as you meet, my sexual orientation is normal and I don't like men. In case any beautiful woman misunderstands me, I will be the first to tell you." beat you up!"

Sean White, who is at the same level as Ye Feng and in a different class, is the starting point guard for the school team. He is 1.90 meters tall. The duo formed by him and Ye Feng are invincible.Thanks to Ye Feng's super scoring ability, he averaged 13.7 points and 7.2 assists per game. His performance is quite outstanding, and he is likely to be favored by the NCAA team.

White smiled shyly, handed Ye Feng a skewer of barbecued meat, and pretended to be sitting on the chair next to him.Bilson shook his head and said, "So far I have been approached by Kentucky, North Carolina, Illinois, Georgetown..."

"Hiss..." Before Bilson finished counting, White gave a thumbs up with admiration on his face: "I really admire you, Ye, these are all famous NCAA schools! Can you give us a way to survive? But you You are Mr. Basketball in California, and only these famous schools are worthy of you."

Ye Feng tore up a piece of barbecue, chewed it, and said vaguely: "You kid, don't flatter me. I'm Mr. Basketball, but it's true that I want to go to a famous school."

"Then why don't you just choose one of these schools? Why do you look like you still don't care?" White didn't care about the coach at all, and still gave a middle finger carelessly, "Do you know, now you This calm expression makes me want to hit you?"

Ye Feng laughed: "Don't say these are useless. With your data, it is not difficult to get into a good university, but it may be difficult for the two of us to continue working together in the NCAA." His eyes flashed, "When we meet on the court in the future, maybe we will be opponents. At that time, we must go all out for each other!"

White was stunned, and then laughed: "Are you so confident? Be careful, I was lucky enough to go to a stronger school and kill you in the NCAA competition!"

Bilson looked at the two proud disciples who were arguing with a smile, and couldn't help but think of how much they had suffered in the past four years to achieve what they are today.

White is a typical American player. He insists on solving all problems by himself. When he first joined the team, he was the most troublesome black hole on the court. Once the ball arrived in his hands, he would not pass it out. Under the quilt cap is to use fancy dribbling movements to compress your own playing time.

In order to train him into a qualified organizer, Bilson even put him on the bench to watch his teammates play, and finally transformed this ball bully into an excellent point guard who averaged 7 assists per game.

As for Ye Feng, Bilson believes that he is the most talented player he has ever managed.But maybe because he is Chinese, as the player with the most powerful offensive skills on the team, he rarely asks his teammates for the ball for singles. In Bilson's view, this is a great waste.Although there are other offensive players in the team, none of them can match Ye Feng in terms of scoring efficiency.

But fortunately, as Ye Feng gradually integrated into the team, his teammates saw how powerful this handsome young man possessed. Many times when encountering problems, their first thought was: pass the ball to Ye.And under the trust of his teammates, Ye Feng also gradually took on the heavy responsibility of the team leader, that's why he said that his Mr. Basketball in California was "raised by his teammates".

But when he thought that they were both about to graduate, Bilson couldn't help but feel a little bit sad.Even though he never doubted the charm of Willison High School to attract players, after four years of getting along, he has established a family-like connection with these players.

But now, it's time to say goodbye.

He secretly wiped his eyes, patted Ye Feng and White, and pretended to be relaxed and said: "Okay, stop talking nonsense with me here, go to the yard and celebrate with your teammates!"

When we came to the yard, a large group of people were happily eating barbecue and drinking beer.Of course, Bilson relied on the authority of the coach to forcibly dissuade some teenagers who had not yet reached the age of 18 from tasting beer.

Looking at the group of youthful children in front of him, Bilson smiled. He clapped his hands and motioned for everyone to come forward.He looked around and said loudly: "Children, you have done a good job this season. No, it's the past few seasons. Your performance has made me feel extremely honored."

"I have been teaching at Willison High School for more than ten years. During this time, I have achieved successes and faced failures, but generally speaking, I think I have done a good job." A low voice came from the crowd. Laughter, but was quickly drowned out by applause.

"Some of you will continue to compete in the NCAA, and may even be selected by an NBA team in the draft." He said with a deep look at Ye Feng, "But there are also some people who will leave court, live their own lives, basketball may end up being an amateur pastime for them."

"But!" Bilson's voice suddenly raised several degrees, "These few seasons you spent at Willison High School will become the best memories of your youth. When you have sons and grandchildren, You can also tell them the stories of the year, because those trophies are also covered with your sweat!"

"Of course, there are also those children who have not graduated. You have witnessed the glory that the seniors have brought to the team, and in the next few seasons, our glory needs you to defend!"

Listening to the passionate words of the coach, everyone's hearts were filled with enthusiasm. Someone started shouting "We are the champions!" Soon the whole yard started shouting one after another, and some people even started singing the song "Queen" The classic - "We Are The Champions".

Bilson took out a loudspeaker out of nowhere, and said loudly into the microphone: "Now let our school team hero, Ye, come and tell us a few words!" Everyone's emotions became more frenzied, and they slapped the table vigorously and the stool, shouting rhythmically: "Ye! Ye! Ye!"

Ye Feng cast a gloomy glance at Coach Bilson who was winking at him, and strode forward.Looking at that not strong but unusually tall figure, the noise around him gradually weakened, and in the end it was almost silent.

Looking at the familiar faces around him, Ye Feng's depressed mood was instantly swept away. He took the microphone with a smile, and his clear voice resounded throughout the yard:
"Four years ago, when I first came to Willison High School, I was still a kid who didn't know much about anything. Although I had mastered a lot of skills through my father's hell-style training, I was still just a kid in terms of coordination and mentality. It’s just a rookie who is just fledgling, and even I myself didn’t expect to be able to complete the leap in such a short period of time.”

"All along, the coaches have devoted a lot of effort to me. They took the trouble to explain the tactics to me, and even asked you to cooperate with me fully during training. If you make a mistake, you will be punished. And they aimed at my training intensity... ...Hehe, I believe you have wanted to curse people for a long time, right?" There was laughter all around.

"But I'm grateful to them. I wouldn't be where I am today without their help. But I want to thank you even more, whether you're the starters who play alongside me, the backups who come in when we're down or in trouble, or even I am a fringe person who can’t play a few times in a season, and is often used as a training partner. Without you fighting side by side with me, no matter how strong I am, I will fail.”

Speaking of this, Ye Feng solemnly bent down and bowed deeply: "Thank you for sacrificing yourself to fulfill me; thank you for allowing me to taste the taste of champion again and again!"

Ye Feng raised his head and glanced over one by one. He saw White, who likes to pass the ball to him the most, Derek, a sullen man with a good three-pointer, and Robinson, who usually has a simple and honest face but is extremely violent when he grabs rebounds. Seeing that his gold medal substitute is also the team's next starting small forward Daniel...

His eyes were clouded with mist at some point, but he still shouted loudly: "When everyone becomes famous, we will meet here again! Long live Willison High School!"

What responded to him was a pair of fiery eyes, and that uniform "Long live!"

(End of this chapter)