Chapter 16 The Old Man’s Past ()

After Takanian set two paths for Chen Feng, the old man left the stadium. He did not want to affect Chen Feng because of his existence.

Only Chen Feng was left in the stadium, and Ryan, who was about to take him to the hotel.

"Ryan, do you have time to talk to me about the old man. Although I was kidnapped from New York by him, I still know nothing about his past. I was just a little curious about why he was happy to go to the streets to find guys like me to play professional basketball."

To choose the future, when facing the intersection of your life, Chen Feng did not rush to make a decision. Perhaps after the intense test, finding someone to chat can make himself more relaxed.

Chen Feng was always a little curious about the white-haired old man.

Although I only came for one day, Chen Feng already knew how much energy this old man was in Las Vegas.

In this city, the bosses in the casino may not be recognized by everyone, but Takanian's popularity can reach a level that everyone knows.

Since they got off the plane, Chen Feng had met many people saying hello to Tarcanian, including middle-aged people, elderly people, and many young and half-old people.

Everyone has a respectful attitude, and Takanian's face always responds with a smile.

Ryan answered Chen Feng's question, "People here like basketball very much. If it weren't for the NBA's fear of gambling penetration, maybe a professional team would have settled here long ago."

"Jerry has brought a lot of happiness to the city. The Nevada rebels he led have defeated countless well-known teams here, and Las Vegas has also been crazy for him."

"In the season when we won the NCAA championship, the city had only one topic, that was basketball, and everyone's eyes only had one focus, that was Jerry."

When talking about these past events, a proud expression of reminiscing about glory appeared on Ryan's face.

Chen Feng was a little respectful to this old man who had traveled thousands of miles to make a city remember what he had done.

"As for why he likes you guys who play from the street, maybe Jerry is just making up for his regrets. His rebels once swept the NCAA and created the best record in the team's history. But in the summer after winning the championship, several main players in the team got along with a well-known local gambler in Las Vegas. Although there was no evidence that they received black money and played counterfeit balls, those kids were inseparable from the NBA. They are now playing in second- and third-rate places in Turkey. You know, some of them have won the NCAA MOP award, which should have been the favorite to sign the No. 1 pick in the NBA draft that year, but everything was ruined."

When Ryan finished speaking, he sighed. The old man, who was already sixty, had a sense of regret in his words.

"Jerry likes to go to the streets to find the wild boys. He just doesn't want to see those talented boys wasting God's gift of power in the chaotic streets."

"The gambler and Jerry met, and many players were introduced through him. This is something Jerry has always regretted. He only saw the results, but ignored the erosion of some things."

"One of the most proud players, only one of them successfully entered the NBA, and the rest of them lost the opportunity to enter the most gorgeous stage to show their abilities."

"So Jerry is always trying to save some wild boys now, like you, he wants to do his best to pull them out of the mud on the street."

Ryan and Tacanian have been with each other for more than twenty years. He knows what his old friend is doing, but the big man in front of him may be the one he pays most attention to in recent years.

Maybe it's because they're all old and have less time, but Ryan believes that his old guy will never miss it. This piece of uncensored jade from the streets of New York will not disappoint them.

"Does the old man want me to choose the ncaa path?" Although Chen Feng knew that this was his own business, he still wanted to listen to some suggestions.

"Jerry never gives any advice to others. The road is chosen by himself. If it were me, maybe I would consider letting you start with NCAA, but I think you and Jerry are the kind of people who like to be adventurous, so I'd better shut up."

Although he only spent one day together, Ryan was the kind of guy who liked to think about other people's personalities. He could see from Chen Feng that he was as tough as Takanian, from the bottom of his bones.

Just like those tests, although this kid is the first time, he has to strive to achieve the best standards in every detail. If he doesn't work, he will do it again until it is perfect.

If Ryan was Tacanian, he would definitely suggest that Chen Feng start with NCAA. Maybe this would not be his best choice to improve himself, but the road will definitely go smoother.

Although Tacanian is no longer the top coach who was the first to call the wind and rain in NCAA, with his energy, it can be said that it is effortless to solve the problem of Chen Feng entering university.

In addition to Duke and North Carolina's famous basketball schools, as long as Tarcanian's recommendations are recommended, Chen Feng can easily find his place in first-class universities like Memphis or Florida.

Tacanian's connections in NCAA are still a bit scary. He was able to get so many street players to play for the University of Nevada not just because of his personality.

Ryan knew that his old friend had many ways to help Chen Feng, legal and illegal. As long as Tacanian thought, there would be countless loopholes in the so-called rules of the NCAA Alliance.

The chat between Chen Feng and Ryan did not last long. After sending Chen Feng back to the hotel, Ryan left. Like Takanian, he hoped that this kid would be quiet by himself.

After all, this is a major event in choosing the path of life. Chen Feng is only eighteen years old. Many young people of his age are still considering what to eat for breakfast tomorrow, but he is already facing a life choice.

The hotel in Las Vegas is always insulated from simple and simple. Although it is just an ordinary four-star rating, the interior decoration is luxurious enough.

All of this was arranged by Takanian, including the air ticket money, which was paid by the old man.

Tacanian is not short of money, at least Chen Feng thinks so, that's all the professional testing instruments belong to the old man himself, and these things are placed in the basketball hall of the Nevada branch.

Chen Feng feels right, Tarcanian is indeed a kind of person with a rich background in the coaching circle.

The three million that NCAA paid him to him was just his salary for two or three years in coaching.

Perhaps only coaches at the level of Old K can be richer than Tacanian.

For an old man who doesn't have to keep a private jet, does not buy luxury cars, does not buy yachts, and does not have any luxury goods hobbies, his only investment is about basketball.

The best training equipment, a team that has been with me for more than 20 years, even if I no longer coach at NCAA, Tacanian has never left basketball.

Moreover, the old man always has strict requirements on the fields he is good at, and what he needs is the most professional.

With the title of senior lecturer of the American Basketball Association, Tacanian always travels around the streets and stadiums throughout the United States to discover the buried uncensored jade.

Either throw them into some universities with good relationships, or NBDL, and there are some professional teams abroad. Anyway, Tacanian is doing his best to discover those geniuses who are mixed on the street.

Street emperors like Alstom also received guidance from Tarcanian, and it was not that the old man wanted to get any benefits from them.

Just like he brought Chen Feng from New York to Las Vegas, he paid for all the fees, and so far, he has not mentioned anything about the contract.

For Tacanian, perhaps building a sharp weapon is much more important than those bullshit business value.

His former students made a name for themselves in NBA, but now he just wants to leave a student with the mark of a rebel before he is about to die.

The night was already sunk, and there were not many stars in the sky in Las Vegas. Chen Feng, who was lying on the bed, was not sleepy and stared at the ceiling, thinking about his future.

Safe or adventure, this is a time that determines fate... In Las Vegas, I don’t know how many people will linger on the crazy gambling table all night, without knowing that time is passing quickly.

This is definitely a city without nights. Although the place where Tacanian lives is far away from where gamblers gather, he got up very early today.

An old man in his seventies always sleeps very little, not to mention that there is an unsolved thing that involves Takanian's nerves.

How Chen Feng would choose is an unknown for Takanian.

However, no matter what, Tacanian would pull Chen Feng out of the street. If he was asked to return to the street, it would be the next Hammond-like regret.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!" Before Takanian could pick up the newspaper at hand and take a look, the milk he picked up was almost frightened by the knock on the door and fell to the floor.

"Damn it's less than six o'clock, who is here to disturb me for breakfast?" Taganian, who was dressed in pajamas, could only keep muttering and opening the door.

He swore that if the boring guy was making trouble, he would not be stingy with taking out his Colt pistol and teaching the other party a lesson.

Although it is far away from the area where gamblers gather, there are always people who are drunk after losing money.

But after opening the door, Tacanian had no chance to get himself a powerful Colt pistol.

Because right outside his room door, a strong man with strong muscles exposed on his upper body was gasping for breath while holding the door frame.

And while gasping, he was cursing constantly, "Ryan, that old bastard, he only told me the house number, but didn't tell me that it was ten kilometers away from the hotel! Damn, I actually ran so far with an empty stomach! I must have all the tires of his car!"

"This is murder. Ryan is murdering a future NBA Hall of Fame member!" Chen Feng shouted while holding the shirt in his hand and wiping the sweat from his bald head.

Looking at the big man in front of him who was full of complaining, Taganian smiled, smiling happily.

Because he knew that this wild boy had decided the way he wanted to take... a road that would be very difficult for many people...
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