Chapter 1: Meeting James

August 02, Akron, Ohio!

Zheng Yang, wearing a black No. 19 jersey, was practicing basketball on the court in the park. The basketball in his hand was badly worn and the surface was very smooth, but in Zheng Yang's hand, there was no effect at all.

He retreated to the three-point line in the bottom corner and shot a three-pointer. As he kicked his legs and shook his wrists, the basketball drew a perfect arc in the air, and then with a "swish", it went into the net.

Then he rushed to the bottom of the basket, grabbed the basketball that fell to the ground and bounced off with both hands, and dunked it from behind, making the old basketball hoop crackle.

"It's wonderful to have this kind of physical fitness!"

Zheng Yang, who had traveled through time for two days, still couldn't help but sigh.

Two days ago, Zheng Yang was just a recent college graduate who was treated like a slave by the company. His only entertainment activity every day was watching NBA games and keeping up with the various news about them.

Just when he had been working all night and had just seen on his mobile phone that "The Chosen One" would be participating in this year's draft, he suddenly felt dizzy and then lost consciousness.

No, I’m only 23 years old. Am I going to meet the boss now?
Zheng Yang felt very cheated, but there was nothing he could do.

But not long after, he woke up again, but the scene before him was completely different.

The memories in his mind made him understand his current situation. He was a 17-year-old high school student. He originally studied with his mother in San Francisco, USA. However, his mother passed away some time ago, so he came to Akron alone to live with his aunt.

It's summer vacation now, so he has time to play here.

Along with the memories came a machine-like voice.

"Zheng Yang has Curry's ultimate touch, Rodman's rebounding sense, and GOAT's physical fitness!
His current skill level is equivalent to Jordan's basketball level in his senior year of high school.

Whether it is dynamic talent or static talent, you are already at the historical level, please don't let this opportunity go to waste and realize your basketball dream! "

After an emotionless machine voice finished reading, Zheng Yang was puzzled. He realized that he had traveled through time and space and had built-in plug-ins.

But no matter how he summoned his system, there was no response. It was not until he went onto the basketball court with a basketball in his arms and found that he could dunk easily and make various difficult layups without any problem that he understood the meaning of that sentence.

He is indeed cheating. Somehow he has reached the same basketball level as Jordan in his senior year of high school. At the same time, he has amazing physical fitness and a very soft touch, but this is just his talent.

If he wants to turn his talent into strength and enter the NBA, he needs to practice hard and improve his basketball skills.

Of course, pursuing a career in basketball might be his only way out at the moment. His grades in high school were average, below average, and his family background was even worse.

His mother had just died of illness, and all his savings of several years had been spent on her medical treatment. His aunt was just a waitress in a restaurant, and it was already very good for her to be able to support him. It was simply impossible for her to help him in other ways.

So for the rest of his life, Zheng Yang can only rely on himself.

So he has been busy these two days, always practicing basketball in a place not far from his home, and he would not stop until he was exhausted every time.

Just when he finished warming up and was about to start today's formal training, a mocking voice suddenly came from behind him.

"Hey, that stupid big yellow guy, can you play basketball too?"

Zheng Yang turned his head and saw a short black man with a provocative look on his face. There were three other people standing not far away, and it seemed that they came with him.

Among those three people, there was one who looked very familiar to Zheng Yang. Although he looked much younger than he remembered, Zheng Yang was still 100% sure that it was Wu Huang!
goat, LeBron James.

The person in front of me is...

In his previous life, Zheng Yang was very fascinated by the NBA, so he knew the information of many players in it. He also knew a lot about James' high school career, and naturally remembered that he had a small group of four people in high school.

Obviously, it is the four people in front of us.

"Are you Joyce from St. Mary's High School?"

"Hey, so you're still my fan!"

Joyce looked smug and proud.

Zheng Yang added with a smile.

"Of course I remember that in the state championship game two months ago, if you hadn't received a technical foul at the last moment, you might have had a chance to enter overtime.

Now you are the glory of the entire St. Mary's High School!"

In his senior year of high school, James was very proud and complacent because he had won two championships in the previous two years.

But in this year's state championship, they were careless and lost to their former defeated opponent.

Originally in the final moments of the game, they were trailing by three points and had a glimmer of hope, but Joyce, who had performed poorly throughout the game, broke down and smashed the basketball on the backboard, receiving a technical foul.

The suspense of the game came to an abrupt end.

At that time, the furious James picked up Joyce, who was almost a head shorter than him. Of course, he didn't want to bully the other party. He just wanted to put the other party on the same level as himself and have a "friendly" conversation.

Although it has been a while since this incident, it is still a painful point for Joyce.

Therefore, when he heard that Zheng Yang actually used this matter to mock him, his eyes suddenly turned red.

“Fake!
You yellow man, how dare you mock me! "

He really wanted to beat the other person up, but when he looked at this strong man who was taller than James, he immediately gave up the idea.

Damn, aren’t all yellow people said to be thin and short? Why is he so strong?
"Do you dare to challenge me on the basketball court, you rookie who talks worse than a stinky ditch?

If you are afraid, just beg for mercy. After all, you have offended the best point guard of St. Mary's High School. In my eyes, you are as rotten as the basketball in your hand!"

Joyce decided to use his strengths to compete with the opponent. He had never met the opponent in any game before, so he was definitely not a main member of the school team, and his basketball skills were definitely not that strong.

With his strength, he can definitely defeat this big fool easily.

Zheng Yang smiled and asked, "Want to play basketball with me?"

Who gave you the courage, Fish Leong?
Zheng Yang currently has the same basketball level as Jordan in his senior year of high school. Playing against this little Kalami is just like playing. The opponent thought that was his strength, but who knew that Zheng Yang's was longer and bigger than his...

Here is a brief introduction to Jordan's basketball skills in his senior year of high school. Since social media was not so well developed at that time, Jordan was not very famous at the beginning. But in a training camp game, Jordan faced a group of good players and scored 40 points in the first half.

His performance in the then-famous Five-Star Training Camp even earned him praise from the camp's founder, Garfinkel.

"We have a term called a one-possession player, which means that if you watch him for one possession, you will find that he is different. Michael is such a one-possession player."

Syracuse University assistant coach Brandon Malone, father of the 23-year-old Nuggets championship coach Mike Malone, also spoke highly of Jordan after watching his game.

"I saw Michael running like a swift horse, especially when he could take one more step in the air. You could tell at a glance that he was different from the kids in the training camp."

This was Jordan's strength during his senior year of high school.

"11 points, change of serve! Shorty, go shoot the free throws!"

Zheng Yang didn't say much and just threw the basketball in his hand over.

Joyce gave him a hard look.

"I'll make you pay."

Height is also one of his pain points...

As the main point guard of St. Mary's High School, Joyce has an accurate shooting hand. In a previous final, he made 7 three-pointers.

In this era when three-pointers are not very popular, this data is considered very strong.

Therefore, he made the free throw this time!
Joyce took the ball out of the three-point line and continued to provoke.

"Big fool, the game is about to end. Believe me, you won't be able to hit any ball against me today."

"I like you more when you were upset and crying after losing the game than when you are now."

Zheng Yang smiled slightly, not affected by the other party's trash talk at all.

This duel officially begins.

Joyce grabbed the ball with both hands and faced Zheng Yang in a triple-threat posture, with the latter spreading his legs and lowering his center of gravity to prevent the opponent from breaking through, and raising one long arm above his head to guard against the opponent's shot.

Zheng Yang, who just celebrated his 17th birthday, is now 1.98 meters tall and has a wingspan of 2.16 meters. This physical condition is definitely better than his peers.

Joyce's basketball skills were indeed good, and he played professionally for a long time in the future, but he was currently only a senior high school student, and he underestimated his opponents, so he didn't care about the opponent's defense at all.

After a fake move, he started to break through to the right, got rid of his opponent by accelerating, and then made a layup, which was his specialty.

But Zheng Yang's lateral movement speed is not slow, he always blocks his position and forces the opponent to stop the ball in the "three-second zone".

Joyce shook his shoulders and turned over, but the ball was easily blocked by Zheng Yang.

The latter held the basketball and shook his right index finger at him.

"Too slow, even slower than my neighbor's grandma when she ran a red light..."

"shit!"

Joyce cursed angrily, then opened his arms. He was determined to stop the yellow man and make him pay for his actions.

But Zheng Chuyang turned his back and said with a wicked smile.

"Kid, uncle is going to start spanking you from behind!"

Despite his height and weight advantages, he had no intention of making any breakthroughs.

He easily drove the opponent into the penalty area, and no matter how hard Joyce tried, he couldn't stop him.

After reaching the basket, Zheng Yang easily scored the basketball with a rebound.

Joyce was very angry. The feeling of being beaten from behind was so uncomfortable, as if he was being abused by someone.

He picked up the basketball, thinking that he must score this goal, but the ball was still easily blocked by Zheng Yang.

Then Zheng Yang continued to play singles with his back to the basket...

Then it was like entering a cycle, Joyce's attack was blocked, Zheng Yang played a singles with his back to the basket, and Joyce was helpless and furious...

No matter how Joyce provokes Zheng Yang and tries to force him into a real fight, Zheng Yang doesn't care about him at all. He just likes to play from behind and likes the way the opponent wants to defend him but can't!

After a few rounds, this boring game was easily won by Zheng Yang. Looking at the extremely angry little black man, Zheng Yang didn't even have the interest to continue mocking him. He picked up the basketball and prepared to start his shooting training.

As for Wu Huang standing aside, he didn't even look at him.

He is not Brownie and has no great interest in Wu Huang!

Besides, there would be many opportunities to meet each other after he entered the NBA, and he didn't want to go up and ask for autographs and take photos like a little kid who had never seen the world.

Yes, with the strength of a former GOAT in high school, plus other top talents, Zheng Yang is not far from the NBA.

"Hey, let me fight you."

When the young LeBron James saw his good brother being easily taken down, he naturally came forward to help him.

In his opinion, this yellow man whose name he didn't even know had only relied on his body weight to defeat his brother. This despicable method would be completely ineffective when he met him, the chosen son.

Yes, when he was in his senior year of high school, Wu Huang had already been called the Chosen One by Sports Illustrated. He was also the first high school player to appear on the cover of the magazine in 36 years.

God knows how excited he was when he heard "The Chosen One".

Zheng Yang nodded. He was quite interested in fighting with Wu Huang from high school.

　New author and new book, hope everyone’s support!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)