"If I graduate and go to the NBA, why can't you come with me?" Reese asked.

Nie Chuan was stunned, then smiled helplessly: "With my level...how can I possibly play in the NBA? No team will be interested in me!"

Although the NCAA basketball games bring a lot of fresh blood to the NBA every year, it is impossible to enter that field unless you are outstanding.

"What if a team really invites you? Will you not go?"

"Ah?" Nie Chuan was stunned. He really had never thought about this question.

Being able to play in the NCAA basketball game was beyond his expectations, but as for the NBA... he really couldn't even think about it.

"Let's put it this way. If we are both spotted by NBA teams, I will go wherever you choose."

Reese's words completely stunned Nie Chuan.

What does "Wherever you choose, I will go" mean?

It sounds like if you marry a chicken, you follow the chicken; if you marry a dog, you follow the dog!

"But there is no way any team would be interested in me!" Nie Chuan was a little anxious.

"If we play basketball together until we graduate from college and no team is interested in you, we can go find jobs together."

"Hey, are you saying that no team will be interested in me or no team will be interested in you?"

Nie Chuan suddenly felt that there was something wrong with Reese's logic.

Or is it that the logic of the top student is not something that a poor student like him can understand?

"I'm telling you. For me, basketball doesn't mean that much to applause and glory. Even if I'm not an NBA star, I have the confidence to live a high-quality life. But who you play with is important."

Reese drove out.

Nie Chuan was immersed in that sentence and couldn't calm down for a long time.

So, being with me is important to you, right?

So, I can also have unrealistic imagination?

Even if this is just your words to encourage me, I can feel that I am more important to you than basketball, right?

Nie Chuan's eyes began to feel hot again. He turned his head to the window. He was suddenly afraid that Reese could see all his little thoughts.

"Hey, Reese, have you ever really liked someone very much?"

When the car stopped at the traffic light, Nie Chuan asked in Chinese.

For some reason, he really wanted to discuss this topic with Reese, but he didn't want to be so careful with his words to hide his feelings, so he chose the language he was best at.

"I've only liked one person, so there's no comparative form like 'very' or 'most'." Reese replied in Chinese.

"Ah, but I do."

"Oh, then how do you define who you like 'most'?" Reese asked with amusement.

"He is different from others. When I liked him, I could recall his breath, the smell of his body, and even his fingers accidentally touching me over and over again in my mind. Moreover, I could never open my mouth to confess my feelings... because I absolutely cannot fail." Nie Chuan was still looking out the window.

"Do you know that your IQ is not that high?" Reese asked back.

"Compared to you, there are very few people with higher IQs." Nie Chuan replied sullenly.

"What I mean is that fools usually don't worry about themselves, nor are they sentimental. You just need to be a happy fool. Even if you like someone, no matter how impossible the other person is, you have to be a happy fool before the end comes."

Reese reached out and rubbed the back of Nie Chuan's head.

He was always very powerful, but this time his movements were very gentle.

It’s over, I like you more…what should I do?

When he returned to the dormitory, Nie Chuan's gums were still a little swollen and the effect of the anesthetic had worn off. His face wrinkled in pain.

"Let me play a game with you. If you play a game, you won't remember the pain."

When Reese said this, Nie Chuan suddenly felt very touched.

But the annoying thing is that the network of the entire dormitory building is under maintenance, so they can't play games.

"It seems that God wants you to remember this pain." Reese replied.

Then he sat down at his desk and continued to work on his mathematical proofs.

Nie Chuan covered his face and looked at Reese's back: "Then talk to me, and I won't remember the pain."

"Okay, what?" Reese was still solving the problem.

Nie Chuan didn't believe that Reese had the ability to do two things at once: "Was mathematics also your dream when you were a child?"

"I didn't have any dreams, but my father thought I was suitable to be a lawyer. If I studied law, I could follow the path my father had planned for me. He thought I would make him proud."

"Well... your sharp tongue makes you suitable for being a lawyer, and you have a clear mind and distinct logic." Nie Chuan began to imagine the scene in his mind of Reese standing in the court in a suit with a cold face, finding all the loopholes of the opponent, refuting them one by one, and winning with an overwhelming advantage.

"But I chose mathematics. In the first year, he hardly spoke to me. Later, we met at my grandfather's funeral, and he asked me why I didn't want to enter the legal profession. I told him that it was because there were too many variables in the relationship between people, and it was not as simple as mathematics. And no matter how big the variables between people are, they can't escape interests, unlike mathematics, which is ever-changing. Then I don't know how he figured it out. Although he rarely paid attention to my affairs, he didn't stop talking to me."

"Well...all fathers are like this. My dad wants me to study business or accounting or something like that." Nie Chuan propped up his head and said, "Fathers always want us to walk on the path they have walked, or enter a field they are familiar with, so that their experience can help us avoid some detours."

"Do you like the communications engineering you are studying now?" Reese asked.

"In fact, what I really refined for you was the programming."

"Ah...you like games."

"Hehe, maybe I am destined not to be proud of him in this life. So I can only be proud of myself." Nie Chuan smiled.

"It suits your character."

"And Reese, whether I will enter the NBA or not, if you like basketball, don't give up easily... because I am proud of you. Maybe it wasn't in the past... or yesterday, but it is today, and it is at this moment. I think it will be in the future too." Nie Chuan looked at his back very seriously.

If one day, they are really no longer roommates, no longer teammates, and even no longer friends who can see each other two or three times a week, Nie Chuan hopes that there will always be a place where he can see him often.

The formula on Reese's computer stopped running. He stared at the screen for a long time. After more than ten seconds, he exited all interfaces and said, "Go to bed."

"You won't be moved, right?" Nie Chuan curled his lips in dissatisfaction. The words just now were the most touching words he could think of.

"I said, go to sleep." Reese turned around and poked Nie Chuan's cheek where the tooth was pulled out.

"I don't want to sleep yet!" Nie Chuan waved away Reese's hand. It's not even ten o'clock yet!

"Without games to play and chocolate to eat, what else can you do? Sleep," Reese emphasized again.

Nie Chuan turned around helplessly and reached his hand into the pillowcase out of habit.

He tossed and turned, his hands reaching into the corners of his pillow, and then he shouted, "What the hell! Where's the chocolate in my pillowcase?"

He glared at Reese. Reese must have "confiscated" all of them!

"Go to sleep." Reese's long legs were already under the quilt.

"Where's my chocolate?" Nie Chuan sat on the edge of the bed angrily, with no intention of lying down.

"Go to bed right away." There was no expression on Reese's face, not even a trace of guilt for taking Nie Chuan's chocolate.

"I can't sleep if I can't find my chocolate!" Nie Chuan became persistent.

Those were the Belgian chocolates that Yarn sent him! He still had more than half left!

"Eating chocolate will make you even more sleepless," Reese replied.

"Did you take my chocolate?" Nie Chuan was sure and certain!

"Didn't you eat it last night?"

Reese finally turned his head and his eyes meant "Are you suffering from Alzheimer's?"

"Ah? Is that so?" Nie Chuan suddenly doubted whether he had misunderstood Reese.

"That's right. You have to bring food to practice every day, so there won't be enough left."

Thinking about it this way, what Reese said seems to make sense.

"Why do I remember there is another one?"

"You remembered it wrong. Sleeping can make you taller and restore your memory."

"real?"

"Um."

"Then I'm going to sleep! Tomorrow I'm going to put a whole box of chocolates next to my pillow!" Nie Chuan pulled up the cup.

Reese, who was across from him, turned off the bedside lamp.

A few days later, Nie Chuan's teeth marks were no longer swollen. But every time he was about to unwrap the chocolate before a practice match, Reese would remind him coldly: "You don't have a filling there, the chocolate will get embedded there, are you sure you want to continue eating it?"

Nie Chuan suddenly felt that the world was really not a good place!

"Then will you take me to get my tooth fixed today?"

"Do not have time."

The bad feeling continued to escalate...

In mid-to-late October, the NCAA's intensive training finally kicked off. Not only the basketball team, but also the football team and other sports have entered a state of intense training.

The arrival of "Midnight Madness" surprised Nie Chuan even more.

Starting from that Friday night in mid-October, the entire campus fell into a state of "out of control". After more than half a year of waiting and anticipation, the students' enthusiasm could no longer be suppressed. The cheerleaders of various sports began to perform magnificently, and even bonfires were lit on the open space on campus. The students began to dance to the rhythm.

The basketball team finally started formal training.

The DK basketball team opened its basketball gym to fans who love the team to observe their training.

Nie Chuan followed Reese to the basketball hall and found that the audience was already full of people. Some of them had the DK school emblem painted on their faces, and some held up the names of their favorite basketball players. Reese's name was too easy to find, and there were also Carlo and Ewing's. Even Montenegro had many fans.

The entire basketball hall was filled with the enthusiastic shouts of basketball fans.

The music started and the cheerleaders began their performance.

Lily was so sexy as the lead dancer. It was the first time that Nie Chuan saw the cheerleaders perform aerial turns and backflips, which were comparable to gymnasts!

"Hey! Allen, are you okay?" Carlo snapped his fingers in front of Nie Chuan.

"Ah? What..." Nie Chuan leaned towards Carlo. It was difficult for him to hear clearly what Carlo said.

Carlo laughed loudly and put his hand on Nie Chuan's shoulder: "These cheers not only belong to us, but also to you. Ah... I saw your name."

Carlo pointed to the highest point of the auditorium, which was packed with Chinese students. They held up a banner with Nie Chuan's name on it and shouted rhythmically.

"Nie Chuan! Nie Chuan! Come on! Nie Chuan! Nie Chuan! Come on!"

Nie Chuan saw Zhou Bin and his girlfriend An Xin at a glance.

He really didn't expect that Zhou Bin, who always seemed rational and didn't blindly worship anything, would actually be crowded here with others to cheer for him. And An Xin, a girl who usually looked quite gentle, shouted until her face turned red. They were all afraid that Nie Chuan's cheering voice would not be as loud as other basketball players, so they almost brought a megaphone.

For the first time, Nie Chuan realized that what he carried was not only the hopes of the DK basketball team, but also those of his classmates and friends.

Thank you, I will try my best.

As Coach Gordon came to the center of the court, the entire basketball hall suddenly became quiet.

"Thank you for your love for the DK basketball team. Believe me, this is the beginning of a brilliant journey. This year, we will prove that DK is not a fallen noble, but a destined king!"

After two seconds of silence, the entire basketball arena was once again in an uproar.

Amidst this excitement, the team began regular training, including shooting and group competition.

Nie Chuan originally thought that he would not be able to concentrate because of such madness, but when his eyes met Reese, all the noise quieted down.

In addition to the team's fans, some sports reporters and even NBA scouts also came to check out the situation, and all the participating players were more eager to perform.

Although Nie Chuan knew that the team had already designated him as a key player, Coach Gordon repeatedly stated that he would only choose the player with the best and most stable performance in training.

After the whole training, Nie Chuan's body relaxed.

After the training, the players went to the lounge of the basketball hall one by one, and the assistant coach gave them massage adjustments.

This was the first time that Nie Chuan received such a professional massage.

"Eh? Why are you still wearing lead weights on your ankles?"

The assistant coach's voice immediately attracted the attention of the people around him.

"Oh my God! Alan! You jumped high enough when you shot the ball today, and you even wore a lead weight!" Chuck shouted in surprise.