O'Neal, who had the ball, was being attacked from the front and back by two players from the Rockets. When he heard someone calling him, he subconsciously looked towards the voice and found it was Zhao Yun.

Seeing that there was no opponent defending Zhao Yun, he was immediately delighted.

He instinctively raised his hand to pass the ball, but the next second, he remembered that Zhao Yun had passed the wrong ball to the opponent and gave away points, so his movement froze again.

At this time, there were only ten seconds left until the end of the game.

"Ouni!"

Zhao Yun shouted again without giving up.

Perhaps infected by the indomitable spirit and determination shown on Zhao Yun's face, Oni made up his mind and threw the ball in his hand with force.

"then!!"

The voice contained a hint of helplessness and warning.

The basketball drew a beautiful parabola in the air and fell steadily into Zhao Yun's hands.

When the Rockets players saw this, they rushed over like hungry beasts smelling meat.

Zhao Yun raised the corners of his lips and gave his opponent an evil smile. The next second, he threw the basketball in his hand high into the air with one hand.

The basketball flew across half the basketball court and headed towards the backboard.

As the basketball fell into the basket, the whistle sounded, signaling the end of the game.

Ah!!! The whole stadium was instantly boiling.

The shouting and cheering almost blew the roof of the stadium off.

The players on the field looked at Zhao Yun, some were shocked, some were in disbelief, and some were bewildered.

You can still make a one-handed three-pointer from such a long distance. Are you a Sagittarius? Although the Navy SEALs had seen Zhao Yun's one-handed three-pointer skills during the tryout, no one thought Zhao Yun could perform well in his first appearance.

The hit rate of three-pointers is low to begin with, and it requires more luck. Even veterans like O'Neal and Malone cannot guarantee a 100% hit rate.

Captain Oni came to Zhao Yun first and gave him a hug.

“Well done.”

Zhao Yun was so excited that he forgot to respond, he was so awesome!

Following O'Neal's example, other SEAL team members also came forward to express their congratulations and encouragement in their own ways.

The team has always been a place where strength speaks, and if you get points you are a hero.

In the end, only Ma Long was still standing there with a defiant expression, obviously still upset about Zhao Yun's previous loss of the ball and giving away points.

Zhao Yun took the initiative to walk in front of Ma Long and stretched out his right hand. "I promise I will never make the same mistake again. Please believe me."

Captain Oni also came over, patted Ma Long on the shoulder and said, "Be friendly to our new players."

Zhao Yun gave in, and with Oni's help, Ma Long finally reached out his hand and shook it with Zhao Yun, but he did not forget to warn him: "If you lose the ball again, don't blame me for being rude!"

Zhao Yun grinned and said happily: "If you lose the ball again, I will beat myself up."

Soon, head coach Harris and manager Jerry also came over to express their affirmation and appreciation to Zhao Yun.

Especially Jerry, compared with the joy brought by the club's first victory, he was more pleased with his good eye for talent and discovered a "dark horse" like Zhao Yun.

Back in the dugout, other players sent their blessings and shouted Zhao Yun's English name "Bayer" in unison.

For Zhao Yun, this night was destined to be surrounded by flowers, applause and honor.

The name Bayer has also officially attracted the attention of NBA fans around the world.

Half an hour had passed since the game ended and Ren Jingshu was lying on the bed, but her heart was still beating violently.

I am proud of Zhao Yun's excellence and I am also sincerely happy for him to achieve his dream.

It’s great that they are all getting closer to their dreams.

…

"Master Ziheng, it's already two o'clock, why aren't you asleep yet?"

"I'll wait for a call."

Hearing him say this, Aunt Mei thought it must be a very important call, so she turned around and went to the kitchen to heat a cup of milk and brought it out.

Before I had taken two sips of the milk, the phone on the small coffee table rang.

Pei Ziheng picked up the phone and just said hello when Zhao Yun's loud voice came from the other end of the phone: "Ziheng, you haven't slept yet? Are you waiting for me? Hey, I played today, and I even made a three-pointer, helping our team win the first game. Isn't that awesome!"

"It's pretty awesome. It also helped the opponent get two points."

Zhao Yun said, "Did you watch the game? I made the mistake because I was nervous. Look how stable and awesome my performance was afterwards."

"It's OK."

Perhaps in the eyes of outsiders, Pei Ziheng's evaluation is too perfunctory and forced, but those who are familiar with Pei Ziheng know that with his harshness and pickyness, it is very rare for him to say "okay".

Especially for Zhao Yun, all the flowers, applause and praise tonight added together are not as important as Pei Ziheng's recognition.

His nose suddenly felt sore, and the bitterness in his heart surged into his eyes, "Ziheng, I didn't embarrass you, I did it."

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Hearing his voice choking with sobs, Pei Ziheng sneered: "Why are you crying? Is that all you can do? This is nothing."

"I'm not crying!"

Zhao Yun wiped his tears and said stubbornly, "I am happy. I am crying for joy, do you understand?"

Pei Ziheng's dark eyes showed a hint of warmth, "Zhao Yun."

"ah?"

"You are now an excellent NBA basketball player. Please continue to be awesome."

"Ziheng, if only you were by my side right now, I would definitely give you a big kiss."

"roll!"

…

Early the next morning, Ren Jingshu returned to school for class.

As soon as I walked to the classroom door, I heard several male classmates enthusiastically discussing last night's NBA game.

"So damn cool, a one-handed three-pointer, just in time before the whistle, absolutely amazing!"

"At the beginning, he gave points to his opponent. I was wondering who the hell he was. It was so embarrassing. Who could have thought that he would do this in the end? Awesome!"

"I will support the Navy SEALs from now on. If for no other reason than Chinese people must support Chinese people."

"I've bet my living expenses for three months on the SEALs winning the championship. I hope Bayer will fight back and not leave me starving."

Listening to the male classmates' love and admiration for Zhao Yun, it was hard for Ren Jingshu not to feel proud.

She has always been meticulous about her studies, but for the first time she was slacking off and was counting the time until the get out of class was over.

At this point, Zhao Yun should have finished his work and returned to the dormitory.

She wanted to congratulate him in person.

After finally waiting for the get out of class to end, Ren Jingshu packed up her things as quickly as possible, but was stopped by the counselor Mai Yufeng as she walked out of the classroom.

"Jingshu, why didn't you go back to the dormitory to sleep last night?"

"The group had a social event, and it was a little late after dinner, so we stayed outside."

Ren Jingshu had reported to the department in advance about her job as a dancer in the Dream Dance Troupe. Rehearsals and performances required a lot of time, and she often had to ask for leave.

But it was obvious that Mai Yufeng wanted to talk to her not just because she stayed out all night.

"Ren Jingshu, you are excellent in all aspects and you are also an excellent person. I hope you can cherish your advantages and strengths, keep yourself clean, and don't let yourself fall into depravity."

Hearing the hidden meaning in the counselor's words, Ren Jingshu's heart sank slightly, "Teacher Mai, did someone say something?"

"Did you go to Hongye Hotel last night?" (End of this chapter)