Chapter 10: Steven Conner

Reese waited patiently for more than ten seconds for Nie Chuan, finally turned over and fastened his seat belt for Nie Chuan.
The moment he lowered his head and leaned towards himself, Nie Chuan could clearly see his neck, which was a completely different beauty from the slenderness of women.
Full of tension, as if to break Nie Chuan's sight at any time.
Nie Chuan took a sigh of relief and closed his eyes.
They left the school by car, and Nie Chuan was embarrassed along the way, and he wanted to ask where Rees would take him.
Wouldn't it be to go to some wild country and directly kill the body?
On the way from school to the city, the scenery was very similar. Nie Chuan soon became sleepy and slept by the window.
At noon, the sunlight was a little harsh, and Nie Chuan pursed his lips. Between them, it seemed as if a hand reached out and hit the sun visor in front of him. Nie Chuan fell asleep comfortably.
Not long after he slept, his stomach began to murmur, and Reese parked his car at a fast food restaurant on the side of the road.
"Get out of the car and eat something."
Nie Chuan looked again, and they even got on the highway!
Is this going to be the rhythm of The Mad Flower?
Nie Chuan has nowhere to run!
Nie Chuan could only follow Liz and enter the fast food restaurant on the side of the road.
While lining up to order, Reese looked down and asked, "What's for dinner?"
Nie Chuan originally wanted to order one randomly. He didn't want Reese to wait for his choice, but he didn't expect Reese to say, "If you can see it clearly, then choose it. After you choose it, you have to finish it."
Nie Chuan suddenly felt that the other party was saying, "The road I have chosen is to go on my knees."
Nearly twenty seconds passed, and the waiter who ordered the meal was a little impatient, but Reese was still waiting patiently.
"That ... cheese bacon chicken burger with cola."
He also wants a lemon chicken nugget ...
"Can you be full?" Reese raised an eyebrow.
"Lemon chicken nuggets." Nie Chuan suddenly felt that he had really become a child in front of Reese.
When they returned to the table with the dinner plate, Nie Chuanmo started to eat without a word.
He bit down on the burger and the cheese squeezed out, leaving it on his cheek.
As soon as Nie Chuan was about to wipe it with his hands, a napkin was caught on the face by the opposite person.
As soon as Nie Chuan raised his eyes, he saw that Reese lowered his eyes slightly and opened his mouth to bite the burger.
He could see the dim tip of his tongue from his lips, but the scene passed quickly, and Reese slowly chewed the burger and ripped the ketchup packet.
I don't know why, obviously it is too ordinary to act, but in Nie Chuan's opinion, he looks very elegant.
Although the adjective "style" is a bit strange here.
After eating the burger, lemon chicken pieces were only half eaten, and Nie Chuan was full. But he remembered Reese's phrase, "It's going to be eaten when it's done." He felt the pressure, and could only eat two more.
"You eat so much, and spit it out in the car carefully."
Reese opened coolly, and Nie Chuan's eyes narrowed.
So you do n’t have to finish it?
Reese got up, and Nie Chuan reluctantly followed.
When he passed by a mother who was holding the child, he saw that she was taking apart the chocolate paper and sending the sugar into the child's mouth.
It seems that he hasn't eaten chocolate for two days. No wonder his life is always so incomplete.
Reese squeezed his pocket, stopped and turned around, watching Nie Chuan look like he was going to swallow someone else's child, and raised his eyebrow slightly: "Leave."
Forced by Reese's force, Nie Chuan could only keep up.
When they returned to Land Rover, Reese suddenly extended his hand, took a bag from the back seat, and opened it with a small packet of chocolate beans.
Although it was already opened, Nie Chuan was surprised: "You give me food?"
"Ok."
They are on the road again.
Nie Chuan grinned as he contained chocolate beans.
Reese drove the car, glancing across Nie Chuan when looking into the rear mirror.
He twitched his lips slightly and said, "Child."
They came to a nearby city. Reese drove the car into a hospital. After parking, he took Nie Chuan to walk in the courtyard of the hospital.
Today's daylight is very good, and many patients come out for a walk.
On the bench not far away was a teenager listening to music. He was wearing a baseball cap, chocolate complexion, and rhythm, and his chin was little by little.
Nie Chuan noticed that Reese just looked at him.
"His name is Steven Conner. He was once the draft player for our udk basketball team and the best point guard on our basketball team."
"he is sick?"
"Well, it's cancer. He's receiving chemotherapy here."
"Oh ..." Nie Chuan didn't know what to say for a moment. Normally he should say "I'm sorry", but that doesn't make sense.
"Carlo, Ewing and Montenegro don't know Connor's condition," Rees said. "They just thought Conner gave up basketball and went to another country with their parents."
"Why?" Nie Chuan didn't understand.
"Because Conner is too good and we have a good understanding. So if he leaves the court because of cancer, then in the hearts of everyone, he will be the best and most perfect, and no one can replace him emotionally. Carlo, it will be difficult for them to accept another point guard, even if the opponent is excellent. But if Conner automatically gives up basketball, it will be different. Everyone will want to find another person and prove to him, even without you, We can be great as well. "
"So he's here alone, Carlo, Ewing, and Montenegro. They have never seen him?"
"Yes. So for me, Conner's position will eventually be replaced by others, but if this is doomed, I hope that this person is not even the best and most capable, but at least he cherishes it than everyone else Conner's place. "
At that moment, Nie Chuan's heart was full.
"Carlo mentioned you on his facebook. Connor contacted me after watching it and he said he would like to see you."
Nie Chuan took a step back, frowning and looked at Rice seriously: "But I don't think I should see him. He wants to see someone who can be trusted by his teammates, not me. I'm not like that at all People. I will let him down. "
"He doesn't want to see another person. All he wants is someone to talk to him about basketball. If it were me, he wouldn't talk to me about basketball." Riston paused and said, "If It doesn't matter if you don't want to go. I'll talk to him and take you back to school. "
"No ... let's go."
"You don't need to sympathize with Conner."
"He is stronger than so many people. He doesn't need the sympathy of others."
Nie Chuan took a breath, walked towards Connor, and came to him.
At this time, Conner was holding an iPad and started a basketball game, while Nie Chuan quietly sat down beside him and watched him play for more than ten minutes.
When Conner turned around and saw Nie Chuan, he couldn't help but startled: "Oh my God!"
"I'm sorry to scare you. I'm Nie Chuan. Rice brought me and he said you wanted to see me."
Conner's eyes were large, his teeth were pale against his skin tone, and his smile seemed warm.
"Oh! You're Allen, right? Hello, I'm Conner!"
Although Nie Chuan was still not used to others' English names, he nodded.
The two talked quickly, and when Conner spoke quickly, Nie Chuan couldn't keep up, especially some basketball terms were even more rusty.
Conner's dancing gestures, Nie Chuan faintly understood, but could not fully understand, until Reese standing not far away watching them threw a basketball over.
Conner was very excited when he met basketball, and he performed a very beautiful and coherent cross-dribble in front of Nie Chuan.
The sense of rhythm is like striking in Nie Chuan's brain.
"Look, that's it!"
Nie Chuan was infected by Conner's joy of touching the basketball, took the ball, and practiced his movements next to Conner.
At first, Nie Chuan's movements were awkward, but faster and more flexible.
Conner clapped her hands and said to the rhythm, "Yes! Yes! That's it! Your body will remember! When your body remembers, no one can stop you!"
Maybe it was Conner who had an affinity with Rees, or Conner showed Nie Chuan's ball skills so attractive. Nie Chuan stayed with Conner and followed him for two or three hours of dribbling. . Whether it's McGrady's cross-reversal step or Marbury's double-back dribble, these seemingly gorgeous movements on the NBA arena will be decoded as soon as they are decomposed by Conner. Be ordinary.
"Now! Isn't it interesting, Ellen?" Conner asked with a smile.
"Really interesting!" After Nie Chuan answered subconsciously, he found that something had changed.
"Do you know why I like basketball?" Conner asked.
Nie Chuan shook his head.
"Because there are countless combinations here. You can make a dribble and dribble past your opponent, and you can also dribble and dribble behind. All defensive players are different goals, and you are the one who Open all doors. Nothing you can't do, only what you can't imagine. "
Nie Chuan saw a world he didn't know in Conner's eyes. It was distant, gorgeous, and unpredictable.
"When you go through door after door, you feel like you're burning, everything from your toes to your fingertips, from your fingertips to your hair tips. Everything is boiling. Nothing can restrain you, nothing can suppress you. , That's infinite possibilities. "
Nie Chuan stood there, motionless.
"I know that not everyone loves basketball as much as I do. But I want to tell you, whether Reese, Carlo or Ewing, or Montenegro, they are really really great players and teammates. When you find out When his head is blocked above him, Carlow and Montenegro will rip out light for you. When you find that you can't break left and right, Reese can always open up a wider space for you. When you think the basket is away from you At a long distance, Ewing will stand behind you and take off, make a long three-pointer, seal his throat with a sword. I love the feeling of being with them. "
Conner's eyes were red.
Nie Chuan's ears seemed to scream the audience's boiling shout, the sound of the shoes rubbing against the ground, and the impact of basketball and the ground should be in accordance with the rhythm of the heart.