When Carter saw Wen Hao, he rushed towards him regardless of the residual snow all over his body: "Wen Hao, it's really you. Since you haven't come here for so long, I thought you had forgotten me."
"How could it be?" Wen Hao rubbed Carter's short hair and said, "I said, we are friends, how can I forget you."
"I knew it, I knew you would never forget me." As he said that, he deliberately turned his head and looked at the children.
The children looked at each other in confusion at this time, looking at Wen Hao and then at Carter, and they were extremely surprised: they were actually friends.
Wen Hao was not in a hurry to give the tickets to Carter. Looking at the looks of those children, if he gave the tickets to Carter now, he would be robbed as soon as he left. Although he was behind him, but
It's always good to be just in case.
"Let's go, take me to your house." Wen Hao said to Carter.
Without any hesitation, Carter said to Wen Hao: "You are the first person to visit my home in so many years."
As he spoke, he took Wen Hao and walked swaggering past those children.
The children were stunned. They never dreamed that Carter was really friends with Wen Hao. They also didn't expect that Wen Hao, as an NBA star, would actually be friends with a poor boy from the slums.
, this is simply not something they can understand.
Wen Hao followed little Carter and walked forward for more than twenty meters before arriving at the dilapidated house.
Wen Hao looked up and saw that this room seemed to be dozens of years old. When he pushed it casually, the rust on the iron door peeled off.
But obviously, little Carter didn't care about this. As soon as he entered the door, he shouted excitedly: "Mom, mom, we have a guest, we have a guest!"
In the back room, a weak voice came: "Ah? Guest?" Except for a few nearby neighbors, almost no one has been to this house. Who would come to such a dilapidated house as a guest?
Wen Hao followed Little Carter into the house and looked around. He saw that except for a table that should be used for eating, three chairs and a worn-out sofa that might have been picked up from the garbage dump, there was almost no furniture and some sundries.
They were just piled up in a corner of the house. But except for this corner, the other places were kept very clean.
At this time, a black woman walked out of the back room. Her body looked very thin, especially her face, with a pair of black eyes in the deep-set eye sockets, which looked a bit strange.
But Wen Hao didn't feel weird at all. He knew that it was the trace of long-term illness.
The black woman walked out of the door of the back room and when her eyes fell on Wen Hao, a bright light suddenly flashed. At this moment, her eyes were no longer so weird. She said to Wen Hao in a panic: "It turns out that
...It's you, hurry, hurry...please sit down."
As he spoke, he moved a chair in front of Wen Hao.
Wen Hao said to the black woman: "You don't have to be busy, I just came to see Carter."
The woman's eyes flashed with the same excitement as Carter: "It's such an honor for you to look up to our Carter and be friends with him."
Wen Hao shook his head and said, "No, I am lucky to be friends with Carter." Wen Hao was not lying, but the truth. If it hadn't been for Carter, he might not have been in this state for much longer.
After hearing what Wen Hao said, little Carter looked very proud and winked at his mother, although he didn't quite understand it.
Little Carter's mother was a little embarrassed and didn't know what to say for a moment. Wen Hao was not a good talker, so naturally he didn't talk much. He still liked to get to the point and said to little Carter: "I promised you last time,
I will give you a game ticket..."
"So you brought it?!" Little Carter shouted excitedly before Wen Hao finished speaking.
"Yeah." Wen Hao took out the ticket he just took from the sales manager from his pocket and handed it to Carter Jr.
Carter's eyes were shining, his face and neck were flushed, he took the ticket, looked at it from the front first, then looked at it from the back, and then jumped around the room excitedly: "I can go and see it."
The football match is over, I can go to the football match, I can go to the football match..."
Carter's mother also laughed happily when she saw her son so excited. Wen Hao noticed that when he looked at Carter, his eyes were full of love. This made Wen Hao unconsciously think of his own mother, who was also like this.
Looking at myself. It’s a pity that I didn’t
I didn't realize it, but I thought my mother was too nagging. But now that I'm thousands of miles away from home and haven't seen her for more than two years, looking back, I realize how ignorant I was at the time. I wanted to go home to visit my parents, but during the season, I couldn't
There is no time at all, so I can only go back after the season ends next year.
Wen Hao didn't stay at Carter's house for long, less than twenty minutes before he stood up and left. He was really not good at small talk, and staying here would only embarrass Carter's mother and himself.
When Wen Hao said goodbye, Carter's mother watched Wen Hao disappear on the road in the distance, and her mother said to Carter: "He is a good man."
"Of course, of course, my friend is a good person." Carter said proudly, "And, one day, I want to be a star like him."
"Well," Carter's mother stroked Carter's forehead, "Mom believes in you."
Wen Hao did not take the bus back. Today's training was over and he had nothing to do when he went back. Why not take advantage of the good weather and walk slowly in the snow to think about everything that had happened in the past month.
In this month, he went from being an unknown player, even struggling with a ten-day short contract, to a substitute with an annual salary of 8 million. After that, he experienced the frustration of playing against Paul, and for a time he fell into it and couldn't extricate himself. Then in
After seeing Carter's stubbornness, he was finally infected and rose again. After this rise, he has made great progress in both his football skills and his mind...
All of this was like a profound enlightenment after experiencing great joy and great sorrow, which allowed his basketball skills to be qualitatively sublimated.
Thinking back on this, Wen Hao felt like he was dreaming.
…
While thinking about this, the cell phone in his pocket suddenly rang. Wen Hao took out the cell phone and saw that it was Yu Song's number, and pressed the answer button. He heard Yu Song say over there: "Wen Hao, do you remember?
That Nike scout we met last time.”
"Remember, what happened?"
"He asked me to remind you that there are still five days before the Nike game. He wants you to be prepared."
"Um."
"Why aren't you excited at all? Can you give me some reaction? Nike!" Yu Song over there was a little anxious.
"Ah! It's Nike!!" Wen Hao exclaimed deliberately and exaggeratedly. Although he didn't like to talk much, he would occasionally joke in front of close friends.
