Basketball boy, starting to shine from the slam dunk

Los Angeles.

In the villa.

Zhuang Yu sat on the sofa, holding Xiao Nuomi in one hand and holding a mobile phone in the other, answering a call: "Brother Ming, I know you spent a lot of effort and even paid a lot of money to get those people away. But I still say that unless they step down and give an explanation to the players who have sweated, cried, and even bled for Chinese basketball and to countless Chinese fans, I will not return to the national team."

The call was from Yao Ming, who wanted to invite Zhuang Yu to return to the national team.

Zhuang Yu had said before that he would return to the national team as long as those people stepped down.

Now that those people have been transferred, Yao Ming wants to invite Zhuang Yu to return to the national team and represent the national team in this Basketball World Cup.

Yao Ming on the other end of the phone smiled bitterly, and then said: "Zhuang Yu, I can understand your feelings, and I also hope to deal with them and give everyone fairness. But you also know the situation here. Transferring them to idle departments now and letting them retire early in a few months is already the best result. We can't just because of these few people..."

Knowing what Yao Ming was going to say, Zhuang Yu interrupted him and said, "Brother Ming, I am not as great as you. I am just an ordinary Chinese. I love my motherland, but the way I love my motherland is very simple. Every penny I earn is legally taxed. What I do and what I say will never hurt my motherland. I am not a soldier, but if one day the motherland needs me, I can even carry a gun to the battlefield. But I don't have the mind to consider the overall situation, and I don't want to do that. Do you understand?"

After saying this, there was silence on the other end of the phone for a long time.

For a moment, Yao Ming didn't know what to say.

He wanted to persuade Zhuang Yu to consider the overall situation, but he couldn't say the words at this moment.

In fact, he himself is willing to "live in harmony with the world". Who doesn't want a clear and bright sky above their heads?

only......

"Hey......"

After a while, Yao Ming sighed and said, "I understand. But I still hope you can reconsider it. When you return home, you can come to the training base to see our players. They are pure and simple, and they only want to win glory for the country."

Yao Ming felt that no matter what Lanxie was like, at least the players only wanted to win glory for the country. Their spirit might be able to infect Zhuang Yu and make him return to the national team.

What's more, the national team also has Zhou An.

Seeing that Yao Ming had said this, Zhuang Yu's tone softened: "Okay, Zhou An and Brother Lian are all here, right? It would be a good opportunity to get together with them then."

He did not reject Yao Ming's proposal, but his own ideas would not waver.

Maybe Yao Ming thinks that the transfer of those people is a change and a good start, but Zhuang Yu doesn't think so. What he wants is not change, but revolution!

But now he doesn't see any change, and they haven't shown enough courage and determination, otherwise it wouldn't be as simple as just transferring those people.

Those people have been sitting in their positions doing nothing and have done so many dirty things over the years, but the result is just a transfer. They can retire smoothly and still receive a high pension and live their lives comfortably. What exactly have they lost?

Rights are just rights.

And what about the others?

For example, roughly speaking, for example, Yao Ming, how much did they pay?

What they paid for was probably their own future and precious time. What Yao Ming paid for was his career and health. China finally produced an NBA All-Star player like Yao Ming, but he had to end his career early. How regrettable!

Is this fair?

Not fair at all.

"what happened?"

At this time, An Xin came over and saw that Zhuang Yu looked a little strange. She asked with concern, "Who called just now?"

Zhuang Yu said, "It was Brother Ming who called."

"What did you say?"

"It's about the national team. Brother Ming still wants to persuade me to return to the national team."

An Xin sat down next to him and hesitated for a moment before asking, "Are you really not going to return to the national team? This Basketball World Cup is being held in China. As the host country, it would not look good if we don't get a good result."

Zhuang Yu smiled.

Some people think that it is understandable to ignore right and wrong for the sake of the overall situation, but Zhuang Yu can't do it. He is just an ordinary person who can play basketball, not a leader, and he doesn't have such a high level of ideological awareness. People are the same, and no one is born superior to others.

What's wrong with asking for fairness?

Of course, if Zhuang Yu had not achieved the results he has now, he might have been worn down by reality like many other people and had to bow down to the powerful.

Fortunately, he had the confidence to not bow his head.

He patted An Xin on the shoulder and said, "Whether Chinese basketball can become strong or not does not depend on one person. Only when the whole team is strong can it be truly strong. Even if I return to the national team this time and represent the national team in the Basketball World Cup, and get a good result, what about the future? Do you want me to be like Brother Ming back then?"

Hearing this, An Xin immediately shook her head. She is Chinese and she loves her motherland. Naturally, she hopes that her motherland will be better.

But she didn't want Zhuang Yu to be like Yao Ming in the future.

"Dad." Although little Nuomi was only a little girl, she was very smart. She noticed that her parents were in a strange mood. She hugged Zhuang Yu's neck and said in a baby voice, "Dad, please don't be unhappy. I'll give you my toys to play with."

Zhuang Yu laughed, and his bad mood was immediately swept away. He stood up holding Xiao Nuomi and said, "Come on, Dad will take you to play in the mud."

Little Nuomi clapped his hands happily: "Yes, yes."

Seeing the father and daughter digging a small hole in the yard and actually playing with mud there, An Xin didn't know whether to laugh or cry. They are so grown-ups, yet you were so imaginative as to let your daughter play in the mud.

Zhuang Yu doesn't care, and neither does Xiao Nuomi. The little person is curious about everything and can have fun with even a leaf.

After playing with Xiao Nuomi for a while, An Xin called him from inside the house, and another phone call came in.

Although it is the off-season and there are no competitions, Zhuang Yu does not have much free time as he still has a lot to do.

It was Zhou Zhiming calling, asking him to meet to discuss some work matters.

......

In the afternoon, Zhou Zhiming came to the villa.

If it was the previous apartment, it would obviously not be suitable for discussing things, but this villa is big enough, so there is no problem at all.

"Uncle Zhou, what would you like to drink, coffee or tea?" An Xin asked.

"Let me have some tea." Zhou Zhiming was not polite.

We are all family, there is no need to be polite, otherwise it will become a distant relationship.

Zhuang Yu smiled and said to An Xin, "I'll make some tea. You take Xiao Nuomi over. She must be tired after playing for a long time. I saw she almost dozed off. Take her back to her room and let her sleep for a while."

An Xin responded and took Xiao Nuomi away.

Now there are only Zhuang Yu, An Xin, and Xiao Nuomi's family of three in the villa. Xi Juan and Li Huilan have already returned to their country.

Originally, Zhuang Yu planned to let his mother and mother-in-law stay for a while longer, and then everyone would go back together when he returned to China.

However, he will have to stay here for at least half a month. Firstly, his mother and mother-in-law have been here long enough. Secondly, considering that Zhuang Yu has no competition now and can finally spend time with his wife and children, they deliberately leave some private space for Zhuang Yu and An Xin.

So after the championship parade, the two returned to China.

Zhuang Yu did not hire a nanny. It was just the three of them as a family. In addition, Yang Jinsong and Anna would come over every day to bring some daily necessities and help take care of the children.

The two sat down, Zhuang Yu took out the Kung Fu tea set and started to make tea.

"Why are you interested in these things at such a young age?" Zhou Zhiming asked with a smile.

"Hey, didn't I meet some business leaders with Brother Ming last year? They all love drinking tea and they all care about elegance. I'm just trying to follow their tastes." Zhuang Yu explained with a smile, brewed a pot of Pu'er tea, and talked about business while drinking tea.

Zhou Zhiming came this time mainly for two things.

One is some new contracts of Zhuang Yu.

Won the NBA championship for two consecutive years and was named the Most Valuable Player of the Finals.

If it was somewhat controversial to say that Zhuang Yu was the "number one player in the league" at this time last year, there is basically no controversy now.

As the Lakers won the championship again, Zhuang Yu's commercial value was further enhanced, which naturally attracted some brands to sign him.

"These are some of the brands we have selected. The other parties are very sincere and the conditions they offer are very good." Zhou Zhiming took out a folder.

Zhuang Yu finally started reading.

After reading it, he put down the folder and nodded.

These are all letters of intent, and they do seem to be very sincere. The price is higher and the terms are better than the endorsement contract he signed at this time last year.

What surprised Zhuang Yu was that some brands that had nothing to do with basketball actually asked him to be their spokesperson.

For example, a certain cosmetics brand.

Generally, brands of this type would look for female celebrities to endorse them, but they actually came to him to endorse them, which made him speechless. What was going on? Did the other party make a mistake?

"Haha, I'm not wrong."

Zhou Zhiming smiled and explained: "You don't know how popular you are now. Not only do many male fans like you, but there are also many female fans. Even girls who are not fans regard you as an idol. To use someone's words, you are so popular that you have gone viral."

Zhuang Yu touched his face and said, "Really? I thought those little girls all liked pretty boys. I guess I don't fit their aesthetic standards."

Zhou Zhiming said: "I don't understand what kind of stars those little girls like, but how can these cosmetics companies not know? They ask you to be their spokesperson and shoot commercials for women. If you are embarrassed, forget it."

"No." Zhuang Yu smiled and said, "What's there to be embarrassed about? It's about making money."

"Haha..." Zhou Zhiming laughed. He looked at Zhuang Yu carefully and said, "You are quite handsome. It would be a pity if you don't make a movie."