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Chapter 22 Are You Jeremy Lin?
Xiao Hang, who should have gone to school to report earlier, has been lying in bed for five days because of falling out of time.

Damn jet lag, Xiao Hang cursed infinitely in his heart.

Who would have thought that Xiao Hang, who possesses terrifying physical qualities, would be tortured to death by jet lag. Xiao Hang has been tossing and turning in bed for five days, unable to fall asleep.

"Hi, Xiao, do you want to eat? You haven't eaten anything for 5 days." It was Mr. Pete Milton, the landlord, who spoke.

"Thank you, Milton, but I really don't have any appetite." Xiao Hang lay on the bed with his head sunken in the pillow, and shook his hand towards the door.

"Xiao, I heard that you are from Guangxi Province in China. I tried a delicacy from your hometown—rice noodles."

The word rice noodles was like a stimulant, Xiao Hang's eyes opened instantly, he sat up on the bed, and at the same time his stomach made a rumbling sound.

Milton noticed Xiao Hang's actions, and the smell of rice noodles soon wafted in through the crack of the door. Milton came in with a bowl of rice noodles, and Xiao Hang's stomach growled even louder.

"Eat, boy."

"Mmm...um..." Xiao Hang had no time to answer Milton's words after eating the rice noodles. The taste of his hometown filled his entire taste buds. The silky rice noodles, hot and sour taste are simply the best in a foreign country. enjoyment.

"Huh—" A bowl of rice noodles was easily wiped out by Xiao Hang, and the whole person's condition improved a lot.

"Also, hahaha." Milton instantly comprehended the little eyes that Xiao Hang looked at him after eating.

In this way, Xiao Hang ate 5 bowls of rice noodles in one go, but after eating, he immediately regretted that James would not let him eat these delicious but not nutritious food.

"Boy, let me take you out for a walk. Visit Roanoke. Walking is also very helpful for adjusting jet lag." Uncle Milton was a local policeman in Roanoke before retiring. In order not to make retirement life too boring , and now it mainly accepts international students and young tourists from all over the world and opens a family hotel.

The average height here is really high. Xiao Hang looked at the men and women passing by on the street and sighed. Although the basketball atmosphere in Western Guangxi Province is very good, the average height data is simply eye-catching.

"This is the Roanoke River, our mother river." Milton took Xiao Hang for a walk along the river: "Roanoke is built along the river, and the biggest sports center here is on the other side of the river."

"Is there a basketball in it!" The word sports made Xiao Hang excited.

"Of course, although our city is small, it has produced two NBA stars. In the United States, only strong men who love sports are admired!" Milton said, showing off his big biceps.

"I'll take you to see it." Milton saw the expectation from Xiao Hang's eyes, and invited Xiao Hang actively.

I really wanted to play a game. Xiao Hang, who came to the Roanoke Sports Center, was shocked by the basketball court in front of him. There are 12 half courts in total, plastic courts, clear court lines, and the Nets are all in good condition. The hardware conditions are relatively good. It is not 01:30 that is good in China.

"Xiao, do you want to play? I have acquaintances here." Xiao Hang's eyes betrayed him again, the feeling that I want to play is almost ready to come out.

"My body..." Xiao Hang was not very confident about his physical condition.

"Play casually. People here will not mock you because of your poor skills. What we value is participation." Milton said as he walked straight to one of the half courts.

"Sheriff Milton, why are you here?"

"This is my tenant. His name is Xiao. This is the last young police officer I brought to retirement. Of course, he is now the sheriff of Roanoke. You can call him Hart." Milton introduced the two parties. .

"Hello, Xiao."

"Hello, Hart."

"He just came to the United States not long ago. I heard that he is a basketball fan, so I took him to have a look. Can you take him to play for a while instead?"

"No problem, Albert, take a break and let this new friend come on."

"Ok."

Xiao Hang's first game in the United States started like this, dragging his jet-lagged body that had just recovered from rice noodles from his hometown, wondering if he could compete with these robust white American blacks in front of him.

"Hi, Xiao, this is Blake. We are in the first team. You should know Albert just now. He will be our cheerleader. Albert is here to dance." Although Hart is the sheriff, But when not on duty, he, like most Americans, is enthusiastic, lively, and loves to joke.

"Okay, okay, no kidding, what position do you play, Xiao?"

"Position 2 or 3."

"What, why are you so tall that you don't get into the paint?" Xiao Hang's height of 193 is one of the best heights on the streets of the United States, and Americans would never think that a yellow man came to the United States to prepare for the NBA.

"I have been playing outside since I was a child, and the school's inside is higher than me." Xiao Hang was a little helpless, and he didn't know how to explain it to them.

Hart at 185 and Black at 186 saw Xiao Hang and thought they didn't need to play inside, but they didn't expect this tall boy to only play outside, so they could only continue to rely on Black.

Soon, it was Xiao Hang's turn to play. The team on the field had already won the sixth game, and they were very tough opponents.

Xiao Hang took the ball from the center line and passed it to Hart on the left. As Xiao Hang's younger brother, he could only kick off the ball.

After receiving the ball, Hart made a breakthrough from the middle, but he failed to surpass others. He directly started to rely on his weight and buttocks to play singles with his back, squeezed three steps, and directly stepped back to shoot.

"Boom—" The ball hit the front of the basket heavily, and when Hart was so angry that he missed the goal, suddenly his eyes went dark, a huge shadow shone on the ground, and a person flew up in the air.

"Kang—" Xiao Hang started directly from the outside line, and firmly dunked the popped basketball into the basket with both hands.

Sister Goose, Milton, who brought Xiao Hang, saw the dunk and rubbed his eyes. This Asian, who had been lying in bed for five days because of jet lag, turned out to be a good basketball player?

Other people who saw it with their own eyes also doubted their own eyes. An Asian boy with yellow skin made beautiful moves on the court that only black guys can do.

"Let's continue." Xiao Hang on the court is another person, and such a goal is a routine operation for him.

This time it was Black who went to serve. He was completely shocked by Xiao Hang's dunk. His eyes started Xiao Hang from the outside line, and recorded the whole process of jumping and dunking. The stretch in the air is so beautiful. up.

However, it was Hart who caught the ball. As a star running back in college, straight sprinting is his habit of playing, but now he has lost the explosive power of the year. Can only rely on back singles.

"Pass!" Hart's ugly back-up singles, Xiao Hang couldn't stand it anymore, and chose to take the initiative to ask for the ball.

"Shua—" Hart still remembers Xiao Hang's dunk, and he really felt the oppressive force. When Xiao Hang asked for the ball, he subconsciously relied on the strong, and passed the ball out. , and Xiao Hang did not disappoint the pass, and directly made a jumper from outside the three-point line.

Goose girl, the Americans present said this word again. They have a stereotype of people who play basketball. Those with good physical fitness can't shoot. Only those with average physical fitness will practice shooting.

"Are you Jeremy Lin?" Especially one of the bosses directly asked this question, which made Xiao Hang dumbfounded.

(End of this chapter)