"Little rascal, I'm telling you this first..."

"Your grandfather isn't in good health, so be mindful of your words later. Don't talk to him like you talk to me, got it?"

In a courtyard somewhere in Beijing, Su Weiguo said while kicking Su Feng.

Su Feng: "..."

After arriving in Beijing and settling Kobe, McGrady, and his training team, Su Feng first returned home, following the address in his memory.

In the 90s, without social media, people weren't as crazy about chasing stars as they would be in the future.

Plus, Su Feng's return to China was timed well, and his security was excellent. So, after arriving in Beijing, people were more curious about Kobe and McGrady, and didn't pay much attention to Su Feng, who had wrapped himself up like a rice dumpling.

Solid!

You have to know, the fans in the Rabbit Country are different from those in the USA.

If Su Feng had been mobbed at the airport, he wouldn't have been confident in breaking through the "siege."

"You little rascal, how did you build up this body?"

After kicking Su Feng ten times, Su Weiguo suddenly became interested in Su Feng's elbows.

Honestly, Su Feng's muscles were just two words: beautiful!

It was as if Nuwa had sculpted them according to the golden ratio.

"Comrade Su Weiguo, I don't mind you feeling my muscles. After all, I'm your son, but... could you please not pinch me so hard?" Su Feng said helplessly.

Smack!

"What's wrong with pinching you?" Su Weiguo slapped Su Feng's back and said.

"Nothing... please, continue." Su Feng sighed.

"Su Weiguo... if you touch Gouwazi again, do you believe I'll beat you to death?"

On the road, just as Su Weiguo was playing with his son, pinching him here and there, a beautiful young woman stomping her feet suddenly appeared in front of them.

Ahem, Gouwazi... was Su Feng's childhood name.

Because people in the Rabbit Country believed that a humble name was easier to raise, so who didn't have a childhood name like Cat or Dog?

"Mom..."

After hugging Wang Yuanyuan, Su Feng deliberately rolled up his sleeves, revealing the arms that had just been pinched red by Su Weiguo.

"Su... Wei... Guo!"

Under the gaze of Wang Yuanyuan, the head of the family, Su Weiguo had already disappeared without a trace.

"Your dad really has a heavy hand!" Wang Yuanyuan said, distressed, looking at Su Feng's bruised arms.

"It's okay, I can take it."

Honestly, Su Weiguo's strength wasn't anything to Su Feng.

Made in the Rabbit Country, if you couldn't take a beating, you wouldn't even be embarrassed to say you came from the Rabbit Country.

"Come in quickly, your Uncle Xu, your younger brother Xu He, and your grandfather are all waiting for you," Wang Yuanyuan said with a smile, pulling Su Feng along.

And after some censored memories flashed through his mind, looking at the black and white photos and military medals on the wall, Su Feng took a deep breath.

"Grand...pa..."

However, in the living room, before Su Feng could say hello, he felt something hit his stomach.

Su Feng looked down and saw that it was the little Zhengtai Xu He, crying with snot running down his face.

"Brother Feng! Save me, I want to go to Philadelphia with you, I want to stay by your side, I can't stand it at home anymore."

Eight-year-old Xu He hugged Su Feng and refused to let go.

"Hahahaha!" At this moment, hearty laughter suddenly came from the living room.

"Guoliang, look at how you usually treat your Hehe, now he's rebelling, right?" The old man Su said, laughing at Xu Guoliang.

Xu Guoliang: "..."

Alright...

If there weren't so many people here, what Xu Guoliang wanted to do most at this moment was to kick this embarrassing thing out.

However, it had to be said that Xu He's antics relieved Su Feng of a lot of awkwardness.

So, after patting Xu He's little head, Su Feng smiled at him.

A Wei is dead! (Internet slang for "I'm dead from excitement!")

'Look how gentle Brother Feng is to me!

And look at that damned Xu Guoliang! It's just that my mother left early, leaving me alone and helpless!

No, I have to hold onto Brother Feng's thigh tightly!'

While thinking this, Xu He increased the strength of his hug around Su Feng.

"Hey, you say, how did Gouwazi grow up so big in the blink of an eye?" In the living room, the old man Su said, stroking Su Feng with emotion.

"This little rascal is also promising!

Old man, you don't know, he defeated the god in the eyes of the Americans in the NBA playoffs this time. Look, facts have proven that imperialism is not scary at all." Xu Guoliang echoed from the side.

"That's right, Gouwazi is much more promising than his father.

Su Weiguo, that dog thing, is always talking about business. I think he'll fall into the money pit sooner or later," the old man Su said angrily.

"Gouwazi, you're not allowed to learn from your father in the future, do you hear me?"

After scolding Su Weiguo for a few minutes, the old man Su turned to Su Feng and said.

"Yes... Grandpa, I will never forget my original intention and keep my mission firmly in mind!" Su Feng replied obediently.

"Alas, if your father had one-tenth of your ideological awareness, then I could go to accompany your grandmother in peace."

After sighing, the old man Su handed a White Rabbit candy to Su Feng.

"I remember, you loved to eat this when you were a child."

Instantly, looking at the sincere eyes of the old man in front of him, Su Feng had an indescribable feeling.

And at this moment, the memories of his two lives, all the fragments, were all fused together.

'This... is this the reason why I couldn't control the hot-blooded, chuunibyou (Middle School 2nd Year Syndrome) in my heart before?'

So that's how it is!

Su Feng is Su Feng, Su Feng is of course Su Feng.

At this moment, while peeling open the White Rabbit candy, Su Feng once again felt the heavy responsibilities on his shoulders...

Alas, sure enough, I still have to find a way to get Little Yao to debut early.

Only Little Yao's lovely smile can make Su Feng fearless of these pressures.

"Play well... Your grandpa has lived to this age and has no expectations. Now, the only two expectations I have left...

One is the aircraft carrier being launched, and the other is that the Chinese men's basketball team can win an Olympic medal," the old man Su said, looking at Su Feng.

Old man... you don't have to worry about the aircraft carrier being launched.

Because in the future, we will have not just one, two, but maybe three, four, five, six, or even seven, eight...

The future prosperity will be as you wish.

"The Chinese men's basketball team is a team with a tradition. Back then, the chief had disbanded the Chinese men's basketball team because of their poor performance..."

In the living room, under the old man Su's narration, Su Feng once again heard a familiar piece of history.

Zhou Qi and the others, listen carefully, if you don't want to wear that jersey, please take it off, no one is forcing you.

Because the Chinese men's basketball team is a team with a tradition!

From 1984, 1988, 1992 to 2012, the flag bearers of the Chinese Olympic delegation have been members of the Chinese men's basketball team!

In order to defend the honor of this flag bearer, generations of legendary men's basketball stars have fought back through their blood and sweat, never backing down from minor injuries!

The Chinese men's basketball team may lose one or two Asian Championships, one or two Asian Games, but they will never be absent from the Olympics.

Because at the Olympics, there is a flag bearer's duty that they need to fulfill!

In 2008, when Yao Ming strode into the main venue, what he carried on his shoulders was pressure, responsibility, and a great honor!

The Chinese men's basketball team can accept failure, and the Chinese men's basketball team can also start over after losing. After all, in basketball games, no athlete can guarantee that they will not make mistakes.

But the Chinese men's basketball team cannot accept you throwing the past glory at your feet and trampling on it recklessly.

In 1997, this famous golden generation would be defeated in Riyadh.

But few people know that before the game against the Korean team, four main players of the Chinese men's basketball team chose to play with painkilling injections in order to win.

Sports is war in peacetime.

Putting on the national team's jersey means that you are not just a professional player.

If you can't do it, can't handle it, can't bear it, then please take it off yourself.

No one is forcing you.

The tradition of the Chinese men's basketball team is built on the history of being disbanded back then.

"Don't worry... Grandpa, I'm not even afraid of Michael Jordan, I will definitely bring back an Olympic medal for you."

In this life, Su Feng made his promise to the old man Su.

A promise that must be fulfilled.

"Brother Feng is awesome!"

Xu He, Su Feng's leg pendant, shouted from the side.

Xu Guoliang was speechless, sure enough, this son was definitely not his own.

Why was he so annoying?

...

From the 2nd to the 6th, Su Feng stayed at home with the old man Su and his parents.

To be honest, in Su Feng's view, Su Weiguo's family status seemed to be even lower than that of the big yellow dog outside the yard...

Anyway, the old man Su liked to call Su Weiguo into meetings at every turn.

What being corrupted by capitalism, only recognizing money and not people... You say, when the old man Su starts a meeting, how dare a young man like Su Weiguo retort?

What a backhand slap in the face, followed by a kick, Su Weiguo not only couldn't dodge, but had to meet it head-on and take the beating.

On the other hand, Su Feng became the apple of the family's eye...

Almost every 10 minutes, the old man Su would ask Su Feng if he was hungry or thirsty, making Su Weiguo extremely envious and jealous...

"By the way, Gouwazi, has he found a girlfriend in America?" The old man asked curiously that day.

"Does he dare? If he dares to mess around, I'll break his dog legs!" Su Weiguo said excitedly.

Smack!

"You dog thing, do you think I don't know about the nonsense you've done outside?

Yuanyuan is the only one who can tolerate you, really.

You say, our Su family has been loyal and good for generations, how did we raise a dog thing like you?" After giving Su Weiguo a slap, the old man Su finally calmed down.

"It's already the 90s, the country is talking about reform and opening up, why is your thinking becoming more and more backward?

If Gouwazi wants to date, then let him date!

If he wants to marry a girl from which country, then let him marry a girl from which country!

If I find out that you dare to interfere with Gouwazi's dating in the future, then I will be the first to break your dog legs." After educating Su Weiguo, the old man Su turned around and patted Su Feng's head.

"Gouwazi, your grandpa is not the kind of old-fashioned person, but the only thing your grandpa wants to tell you is, never learn from your dad, loving one and then another," the old man Su said to Su Feng.

"Don't worry, Grandpa, I'm not the same as my dad," Su Feng nodded obediently and sensibly.

Smack!

"See that, you dog thing! Learn from your son!"

Ahem, honestly, how happy Su Feng was during his return to China, that's how much Su Weiguo suffered...

Perhaps, this is the legendary doting on grandchildren?

Just like that, time flew by to the 7th, and Su Feng was preparing to report to the national team.

And it's worth mentioning that before Su Feng left, Su Weiguo suddenly pulled the old man Su and said:

"Dad... do you think we should give them a heads-up over there?"

"Give them a heads-up for what? Do you think your son is like you, needing me to pull strings to get into school?" The old man Su gave Su Weiguo a kick and said.

"No... Dad, don't think this little rascal is obedient in front of you...

Dad, do you still remember when this little rascal stole my gun to shoot birds?" Su Weiguo reminded.

"I remember, what's wrong?" The old man Su looked at Su Weiguo and asked.

"The reason I actually want to give them a heads-up is not because I'm afraid they'll do something to this little rascal.

It's because I'm afraid this little rascal will break the sky of the national team...

You don't know, when this little rascal makes trouble, he's like Nezha." Su Weiguo added.

"That makes sense... Then I'll call my comrades-in-arms?" The old man Su said hesitantly.

"You have to call them, you must give them a reminder over there, let them be more careful of this little rascal," Su Weiguo said with a wicked smile.

"Okay... then I'll go find my phone book."

"Alright, I'll go get your glasses."

Looking at Su Feng's departing figure, Su Weiguo felt that he had finally regained his position.

In Su Weiguo's view, Su Feng must accept the baptism of socialism.

Otherwise, this little rascal would soon be corrupted by capitalism!

Just...

Here comes the problem...

Will Su Weiguo's idea of ​​making the national team treat Su Feng strictly really come true?

...

Pfft————!

"Quick! Quick! Quick!

We can't control the players from other teams, but this is the grandson of the old chief, call Da Liu! Call!"

Heaven knows how many people were alarmed on this day by a phone call from the old man Su?

And when Kobe, McGrady, and Su Feng's training team, who had been bored in the hotel for the past few days, arrived at the Chinese men's basketball training base, they were all dumbfounded...

No...

What did Su Feng do?

Why were they lining up to welcome him?

"God of War" Liu Yudong excitedly stepped forward and gave Su Feng a hug when he saw Su Feng's figure. "Comrade Su Feng, we've finally waited for you."

Su Feng: "..."

And Zhang Jinsong grabbed Su Feng's sports backpack, "What are you still standing there for? Hurry, hurry, hurry, it's so hot, let Little Su go inside quickly, don't let him get sunburned."

No sooner said than done, Li Xiaoyong and Sun Jun put Su Feng into the basketball hall, one on the left and one on the right.

And Zhang Bin, the head coach of the Chinese men's basketball team at this time, shook hands with Su Feng cordially like he was receiving a leader, while explaining to Su Feng:

The training base of the Chinese men's basketball team is very safe, there is no need to bring black bodyguards.

"Co... Coach, those two tall guys, one is called Kobe and the other is called McGrady, they are both NBA players, I specially found them to be sparring partners for everyone.

And those three are all NBA trainers."

Honestly, if he didn't still have some self-awareness, Su Feng would have almost thought that he was the head coach of this Chinese men's basketball team.

"So that's how it is, Comrade Little Su really deserves to be the pillar of the country!" Zhang Bin said, shaking Su Feng's hand emotionally.

"NBA players?"

In the training hall, the players of the Chinese men's basketball team curiously looked at Kobe and McGrady.

"Hey, I know that shorter one, he seems to be called Kobe.

When Coach Zhang Weiping explains his games, he often praises him!"

"Is that long-faced one, is that Pippen?"

"Pippen? Is that the one who was beaten up by Little Su?"

For a time, the entire training hall was as lively as New Year's.

"Little Su, long time no see." At this moment, Hu Weidong, who had been standing aside watching the fun, stepped forward to greet Su Feng.

"Lao Hu!"

Seeing the savior, Su Feng stepped forward and gave Hu Weidong a bear hug, and asked curiously: "What's going on here, tell me about it?"

Knowing the truth, Hu Weidong smiled and said, "Don't worry about what's going on, anyway, you should prepare for a while and share your advanced tactical concepts with everyone."

Looking at Hu Weidong's smirk, Su Feng patted his forehead and looked at the sky, where the hell did I get any advanced tactical concepts?

Does random playing count as advanced?

Isn't that Coach Qian Chenghai's set of tactics?

"By the way, Little Su, the health product you sent me is so strange.

I drank it myself, and I felt very good, I always feel that my physical strength is very strong.

But after others drink it, they always say it's fake..." Hu Weidong pushed his glasses and said with a puzzled expression.

Su Feng: "..."

Lao Hu, this nutrient solution, without a good impression, I can't share it with others!

And what Su Feng can share with others now is ordinary nutrient solution, which can only restore physical strength and cannot be used on game days.

So after thinking for a while, Su Feng said to Hu Weidong: "Lao Hu, maybe your physique is better than the average person, so you absorb it better."

Hu Weidong nodded, thinking that it seemed to make sense.

And it is worth mentioning that while Su Feng was catching up with Hu Weidong, Gong Xiaobin was beaten by Liu Yudong and Zhang Jinsong together.

"Still smoking! Hurry up and put out that cigarette butt!

It's okay to smoke at ordinary times, but today, don't you look at the day?" After supervising Gong Xiaobin to put out the cigarette butt, Liu Yudong breathed a sigh of relief.

Seeing this scene, Su Feng was very emotional, because Gong Xiaobin does have the habit of smoking.

This golden generation of men's basketball team, each has extraordinary talent, but most people have taken a lot of detours because they did not receive reasonable and scientific training.

Take Gong Xiaobin as an example, in the future, in Shandong team, he has a famous saying called, give him a sip, and he can turn over in the second half.

So, don't take talent for granted, just the talent of this golden generation, not Su Feng's liking for the old and dislike for the new, the future men's basketball players will have to cry when they look at it.

Because Gong Xiaobin can smoke while beating foreign players and scoring 40+.

In the training hall, after chatting with everyone for a while, Su Feng was very curious, where did Wang Zhizhi go?

Why haven't I seen him for a long time?

And just as Su Feng was thinking about where Da Zhi went, Zhang Bin suddenly said to Su Feng: "Little Su, this... do you have any suggestions for our upcoming squad to Saudi Arabia?"

I don't know why, Su Feng always feels that he is poisonous.

You say, Davis or Zhang Bin, why do they all like to ask me for advice?

However, Su Feng really has suggestions for the squad to Saudi Arabia.

Because after Mansias observed around, he found that among the current Chinese men's basketball team members on the field, at least nine out of ten were injured.

Hu Weidong has become the healthiest one.

Because he usually has nutrient solution to continue his life, Hu Weidong's physical strength is very strong.

And most of the injuries of professional players, as everyone knows, are basically injured by working themselves hard when their physical strength declines.

In Su Feng's previous life, this men's basketball team could easily dominate Asia as long as they slightly adjusted their squad, and even without him.

So, after thinking of something, Su Feng said to Zhang Bin like this, like this.

...

At the same time, in Shanghai, Little Yao, who was learning footwork, felt a little excited.

Ever since I heard that Brother Feng returned to China...

Little Yao has been dreaming of Brother Feng's handsome figure every day during his afternoon nap recently.

"Hehehe, although it's a daydream, I really want to meet Brother Feng." Little Yao said with a shy smile.

Alas, forget it, this kind of dream is not reliable at all.

In Little Yao's view, at this moment, he is at least separated from the national team by a Himalayan mountain...

I wonder what the training of Su Feng in the national team is like?

Alright, stop thinking wildly, let's practice the ball!

You may not believe it, at this moment, Little Yao's biggest wish is to quickly cross that Himalayan mountain and strive to meet Brother Feng as soon as possible.

Ahem...

Young Little Yao, do you know what your Brother Feng is best at in the NBA?

On this day, after receiving the notice from the national team, the Shanghai team was stunned.

Because the national team specifically named a young player to be promoted exceptionally from them.

And for Yao Ming at that time, this exceptional promotion was more than just a three-level jump?

"The national team... wants to recruit me?"

Looking down at the leader of the Shanghai team, Little Yao was shocked!

Am I the legendary son of the plane?

Dreaming...

Can it become reality?

"Well, go pack your luggage quickly, remember, this time you go to Beijing, talk less and learn more.

I heard that Su Feng brought his training team back to China this time, so, if there are any advanced concepts, remember to feedback them as soon as possible after you come back...

Hey, forget it, you should just write a 10,000-word report after you come back." The leader of the Shanghai team said, looking at Little Yao.

10,000-word report?

Little Yao was embarrassed.

This national team... or not?

No!

Must go!

This is a rare opportunity!

Brother Feng, wait for me, I'm coming!

...

ps: Second update! Third update, A Qiao hurry up, the little friends who can't wait can go to sleep first!