One stone can cause a thousand ripples!
The idle people in Chinatown all looked at the fiery red Ferrari sports car that appeared on the street.
At first, no one thought that the owner of this million-dollar fiery red Ferrari would be Lin Feng, who has always been talked about in the Chinese community.
Isn't that kid just a stinky ball player?
After two years in the NBDL, he has not been able to produce any decent results and is just a poor substitute.
Although the NBDL is the NBA's development league, the league's player salaries are completely on a different level than NBA player salaries.
Playing in the NBA, as long as you become famous and have impressive statistics to support yourself, you are guaranteed to sign a multi-million dollar contract in the second year!
On the other hand, in the subordinate league NBDL, the most capable players will not receive more than $100,000 in compensation each year.
The salary, benefits, prospects, and money cannot be compared with the NBA.
Some people jokingly say that NBDL is the leftovers of the NBA.
What future can you achieve by playing in a "scrapbook" league?
At best, he is not as good as the working class in the United States. To say that such a player is a bad player is exaggerating.
However, today, Xiaofeng came home, driving a supercar and bringing a beautiful woman with him?
How could this not shock the Chinese community!
Subconsciously, countless people on the street looked at the fiery red Ferrari, wanting to see if the owner of the million-dollar supercar was really Lin Feng?
It doesn't matter if you don't look at it, but once you do, you'll be shocked.
Everyone discovered that the guy driving the luxury supercar was none other than Lin Feng, whom they usually mocked and ridiculed.
"Xiao Feng, is it really you?"
A middle-aged man was extremely surprised. He often played cards with Lin Yihai, and they opened a chess and card room in Chinatown.
He was shocked beyond words when he saw that the guy driving the supercar with the beautiful woman was indeed Lin Feng.
This guy is doing pretty well. When did he buy a supercar? And how did he get such a beautiful girlfriend?
"Uncle Four, it's me."
Lin Feng smiled. He knew the middle-aged man in front of him. His name was Xie Yuqiang. He was the fourth child in the family. In Chinatown, younger generations like Lin Feng called him Fourth Uncle.
"Good fellow, it's really you." Xie Yuqiang widened his eyes, staring at Lin Feng's Ferrari supercar, and asked in amazement: "Xiao Feng, could it be that you bought this car?"
"Well, I guess so." Lin Feng gave an ambiguous answer.
"Old Four, what are you yelling about? Is Xiaofeng back?"
In the Lin family restaurant, Sister Li and several Chinese aunties, including Wu Mei, came out.
Lin Yihai went out to buy ingredients and was not in the store this morning.
Sister Li and a few other Chinese aunties were just wondering what Xie Yuqiang was yelling about when they suddenly caught sight of Lin Feng and Su Muqing standing next to them.
"Hey, Xiaofeng is really back. He doesn't want to play basketball anymore?"
Sister Li's smile was intriguing. "I told you a long time ago that playing ball is useless. You can't make money. Even if you do make money, it will all go to the black guy. You can't do it. Aunt Li told you a long time ago, but you just didn't listen. Do you regret it now?"
Li Fang kept mumbling that she had long denied that Lin Feng played basketball. It was impossible for a Chinese to make a name for himself in the American basketball temple.
So many years have passed, and only one Yao Ming has emerged.
And there is a lot of drama in Yao Ming's joining the NBA.
In the early days, the Chinese Basketball Association did not let Yao Ming go at all. It was Yao Ming who threatened that if he was not allowed to develop in the United States, he would retire.
Even so, after continuous negotiations, the Chinese Basketball Association finally allowed Yao Ming to enter the NBA.
Yao Ming, who had just arrived in the NBA, had many things he was not used to.
There are a series of problems including not adapting to the intensity of the confrontation, not adapting to the training, not being able to communicate in the language, etc.
Even domestic basketball genius Yao Ming encountered various problems when he entered the NBA, let alone Lin Feng, who is nothing.
Is it possible for a short Chinese guy, who is not even 190cm tall yet, to dream of becoming famous by playing basketball?
The cruel reality will eventually teach this kid a lesson!
It was obvious that he couldn't make it, so he probably returned in disgrace.
Li Fang made this guess, and the other Chinese aunties also thought that it was most likely true.
"Xiao Feng, it's good that you're back! When you come back, help your mother with the housework. Then when your parents get old, you can take over their restaurant and physical therapy clinic. This way, you won't have to starve to death outside."
Li Fang mocked people without using any swear words, but every word was full of gems.
A popular internet phrase used many years later: not very harmful, but extremely insulting!
"Yes, Xiaofeng, don't be so fanciful in the future. You have to know that interest is interest, and ability is ability. Ability can fill your stomach and prevent you from starving to death outside!"
"But what about interest? Besides making you jump and dance, what useful things have you learned?"
As soon as Li Fang finished speaking, several other Chinese aunties joined the team to urge Lin Feng.
Faced with the implicit ridicule from Li Fang and others, Lin Feng turned a deaf ear.
Having grown up here since childhood, and after integrating the memories of his predecessor, Raymond Lam, Raymond Lam is all too familiar with this scene.
He didn't care. If Lin Feng didn't feel guilty about occupying the body of his predecessor, Lin Feng would not have appeared in Chinatown.
Anyway, Wu Mei and Lin Yihai are not his real parents.
"Aunt Li, I may disappoint you. I have entered the NBA to play basketball now."
After a while, Lin Feng spoke slowly, his tone was very calm, without any ripples.
When Li Fang and the other old ladies heard this, they were so shocked that they opened their mouths wide.
What the hell?
This kid made it to the NBA?
How is that possible?
Will the NBA accept such a half-baked person?
Is there no one left in the NBA to play basketball? So they let this guy go in to make up the numbers?
But that's not possible. The United States has a vast territory and a large population, which is estimated to be over 300 million.
Furthermore, the United States has always been a basketball mecca, so how could it lack NBA talents?
Li Fang and the other old ladies never pay attention to the NBA or the NFL.
They don't pay attention to the five major alliances in the United States, and they don't know that the "A Lin" that has been heard throughout Los Angeles recently is Lin Feng himself.
Wu Mei said excitedly, "Xiao Feng, what did you say? You made it to the NBA? Really? Such a big thing, why didn't you tell mom?"
She was ecstatic, having thought her son played basketball just for fun and that she would be thankful as long as he didn't bring burden to the family. She would never have imagined that her son was so competitive that he would actually be able to make it into the NBA one day.
"It's true. I'm currently playing for the Los Angeles Lakers, and I signed a contract not long ago."
Lin Feng replied seriously.
"This..." Li Fang and others were completely stunned. Even if they believed that the moon was square, they were unwilling to believe that Lin Feng could really make it into the NBA league.
Wu Mei was so happy that she almost shed tears of excitement. Her son had indeed done well and made it into the NBA.
She turned her head to look at Su Muqing standing next to her, her eyes bright, and thought to herself, is this her son's girlfriend? She is so pleasing.
"Who are you?"
Wu Mei took the initiative to greet Su Muqing.
Su Muqing was enthusiastic but polite: "Hello, auntie, my name is Su Muqing, and I'm Xiaofeng's girlfriend."
"Is she really Xiaofeng's girlfriend?" Wu Mei was slightly stunned, then the smile on her face became brighter. She held Su Muqing's hand tightly and said repeatedly: "Oh! My Xiaofeng is so lucky to have found a girlfriend as beautiful as you."
"Come sit inside, don't stand outside. It's quite hot here. It would be bad if you get heat stroke."
Wu Mei was very enthusiastic and pulled Su Muqing into the air-conditioned restaurant.
Li Fang and a few other middle-aged women who were originally waiting to see Lin Feng make a fool of himself were made so embarrassed that they didn't see the joke and instead became the joke themselves.
It turns out that the clown was himself all along? !
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