There was a moment of silence in the arena. Zhang Yu's words seemed to have a kind of magic power, which made Curry's mind appear in the scene of himself killing all directions and the fans cheering.
That's what he dreamed about, what he was fighting for.
"Can I really do this?" Curry whispered to himself.
Being rejected repeatedly made Curry, who was extremely competitive, also doubted himself.
"Have you forgotten your shooting performance just now? Matthew has been completely conquered by your performance." Zhang Yu said.
Matthew Graves smiled sheepishly.
Dale and Sonya looked at each other, and there was no doubt in their eyes, he solemnly said:
"I agree to let Stephen join the Bulldogs!"
"You made the right decision." Zhang Yu held Dell's hand and shook it twice.
He looked at Curry again and said with a smile, "Stephen, welcome to the Bulldogs!"
"Coach Ronan, I'm honored to play for you." Curry replied very politely, but he felt a little strange.
Why did Coach Ronan look so excited?Ever since I saw him, there was something wrong with the way he looked at me, it always felt weird...
Zhang Yu should be thankful that the young Curry was very simple-minded and didn't think about some special aspects. If his recruitment failed for unreasonable reasons, he would cry to death.
After that, Matthew Graves led the Curry family to the sports department office to go through the enrollment procedures, and Dell brought all the documents before he came.
Zhang Yu was all smiles, and walked to the sidelines of the Bulldogs players who were training. Stevens happened to guide a player hand in hand, and asked:
"The recruitment was successful?"
"Successful, our starting point guard for the new season has been settled." Zhang Yu smiled more and more happily.
"You are very confident in that baby face, just ask him to change positions." Stevens curled his lips.
"You also watched Stephen's game video before, and the point guard is his home." Zhang Yu said.
"I noticed that you looked at him very strangely... Ronan, don't do anything stupid."
"I was purely admiring his talent, Brad, what are you thinking!" Zhang Yu restrained his smile and protested loudly.
"Who made you stare at that baby face all the time, the excitement and excitement can be hidden from others, but not from me." Stevens said.
"I can't tell you clearly. You'll know why I'm so excited next season." Zhang Yu put his hands behind his back and pretended to guide the players in training, "Julian, you're doing great! Mike, you Great, keep going!"
Stevens looked at Zhang Yu's applause and applauded in a serious way, and found it very funny:
"This kid, it seems that he is really happy to be able to recruit Stephen Curry..."
...
That afternoon, Curry's enrollment procedures were initially completed, and the rest was just some operations similar to transferring files, which would be completed soon when he returned to Charlotte.
Before the Curry family left, they deliberately came to Zhang Yu's office and offered to invite him to dinner, which Zhang Yu naturally accepted.
Under Zhang Yu's suggestion, several people came to an American barbecue restaurant with local Indiana characteristics.
American barbecue is popular all over the United States, but it has different characteristics in different states, and is deeply loved by local people, and the common basis makes it easy for outsiders to eat it.
During the banquet, seeing Curry eating barbecue, Zhang Yu smiled and said:
"Stephen, you eat a lot, why are you so thin?"
"He didn't like to eat before, not because many people said he was too thin, but recently he wanted to gain weight." Dell felt a little helpless.
"Stephen, you don't need to gain weight, at least not right now." Zhang Yu said seriously.
"Why?" Curry was very puzzled, "They are right, I am indeed too thin."
"Are you only 18 years old this year?"
"Yes."
"I think your height has not reached the limit, and gaining weight requires high-intensity muscle training, which will limit your development." Zhang Yu explained.
"But I haven't grown taller for a year, will I really continue to grow?" Curry asked.
"Of course, believe me, I have always been very accurate in judging people. I have seen many examples like yours." Zhang Yu said firmly.
He will not tell Curry that as a brave honey in his previous life, he remembers clearly that Curry is 1.91 meters tall.
"But the intensity of the NCAA will increase a lot. Can I really adapt without gaining weight?" Curry is still a little worried.
Zhang Yu saw many emotions such as uneasiness, bewilderment, and apprehension emerging in the library, but he lacked self-confidence, and he couldn't help feeling a little bit emotional.
At this time, Curry is far from being a superstar who has experienced strong winds and waves, has firm beliefs, and infinite self-confidence. He is just a young man, a young man who has been denied one after another and feels confused about the future.
Zhang Yu put down the knife and fork in his hand and said with a smile:
"Trust me, you can. I won't make fun of the team's results."
Curry nodded, and stopped stuffing barbecue into his mouth. Although it was the first time he saw Zhang Yu today, he had great trust in this head coach who was not much older than him.
After eating, Zhang Yu sent the Curry family to the hotel they had already booked. Before parting, Curry suddenly said:
"Coach, can I buy you a cup of coffee?"
"Okay." Zhang Yu smiled.
Curry turned his head to look at Sonya with a pleading look in his eyes. Sonya took out a $100 bill from her wallet and handed it to Curry:
"It's 7 o'clock now, come back on time before 9 o'clock."
Curry took the banknote, nodded again and again, and left the hotel with Zhang Yu.
"It seems that you are short of pocket money." Zhang Yu smiled.
Curry smiled embarrassedly:
"My mother is very strict with me and Seth, oh, Seth is my younger brother, this year in high school, when we were young, Seth and I were very thin, but we had no pocket money, so we often went to the health care store and stayed there for a while Just for a few 10 minutes, we thought there was protein in the air in the store, and as long as we inhaled the air there, we could build muscle."
"Haha, have you succeeded?" Zhang Yu shook his head and laughed.
"Of course not, or I'd be as strong as Dwight Howard by now." Curry flexed his arms, trying to flex his biceps, but the T-shirt only lifted a little.
"To tell you the truth, Stephen, I used to have such a dream too..."
The two talked and laughed, came to a coffee shop, found a place to sit down, and a waitress came to serve them.
"Kid, what would you like to drink?" She said softly to Curry with a smile on her face.
"Hey, I'm not a kid, I'm 18, and I'm going to college soon!" Curry protested.
"I'm sorry, kid... What would you like to drink, sir?" The waiter covered his mouth and smiled.
"Give me a mocha with cream." Curry said helplessly.
The waiter looked at Zhang Yu with inquiring eyes.
"Give me a latte, less sugar." Zhang Yu said with a smile.
After the waiter left, Curry sighed:
"It's always like this, everyone thinks I'm just a kid who didn't even finish high school."
Zhang Yu laughed lightly, the laughter became louder and louder, and finally turned into a big laugh.
Curry looked at Zhang Yu in embarrassment:
"Coach, I didn't expect you to be like them!"
"No, no, no, I just think of happy things." Zhang Yu waved his hands again and again.
"You are obviously laughing at me!"
"Stephen, don't you think you are so handsome and cute?"
"What is Moe?"
"Meng is very attractive and handsome..." Zhang Yu explained seriously.
In his previous life, he had seen too many scenes of Curry hitting every three-pointer on the court and killing all directions, but now he saw his youthful and embarrassed side.
The image of Curry in his heart is no longer an NBA superstar, but a real Stephen Curry, a high school student who is about to enter college but is troubled by a baby face.
From this moment on, he really completed the transformation of his identity. He is no longer a fan of Curry, but the head coach of Curry.
After the coffee was served, the two tasted the coffee, and Curry asked hesitantly:
"Coach, do you think... I can play in the NBA?"
He put down the coffee in his hand, with anticipation in his eyes, but also worrying about gains and losses.
"Of course, you will definitely enter the NBA, not only that, but you will also become a star!" Zhang Yu's tone was very certain.
"But many people are not even optimistic about me playing in the NCAA." Curry looked a little lonely, and he lacked self-confidence now.
Zhang Yu recalled a video he saw in his previous life. Curry was interviewed after the draft. The reporter asked him his goal. He replied, "I hope I will still stay in the NBA ten years later."
What a humble goal.
In fact, Curry has always been skeptical about his future. He never thought that he could become a superstar. Being able to gain a foothold in the NBA is his biggest dream.
Zhang Yu pondered for a moment and said:
"Stephen, do you think I look like a fool?"
"No, of course you're not." Curry shook his head.
"I think so too. As the youngest head coach in the NCAA, I can't say I'm a genius, at least I'm talented." Zhang Yu said.
"..." Curry was a little speechless. The education he received made his character always very humble, and he had never seen such a narcissistic person.
Chinese people have always been very low-key and modest in his impression, so why does his coach look nothing like Chinese?
"I recruited you to the Bulldogs not because you shot 100-for-96 from [-]-point range, but because you're Stephen Curry and you have potential that you can't even imagine. Become a superstar, and you will become the number one shooter in history!" Zhang Yu said firmly.
His expression is very serious, as if he is not predicting Curry's future, but stating the facts that have already happened.
Curry was very surprised after hearing this. He didn't even have such great confidence in himself. If someone said that to him, he would think that person was mocking him.
"Coach, why do you have so much confidence in me?"
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