"You little guy, you can't be lazy if you win the Pennsylvania championship. There is a national championship waiting for you!"

"Didn't Will tell you?"

Jerry Wayne laughed: "The bent man originally wanted to wait for you to get up for breakfast, but now he has finished lunch and you haven't gotten up yet."

"grandfather..."

"Ok, I apologize, I shouldn't call him that." Wayne explained, "but I really have no malice, like a black friend of mine calls me a white ghost, and I call him a black ghost, but we never make a fuss about it."

Here comes Wayne believes that all ethnic groups can understand each other.

It is the friend he calls each other who can call each other a "ghost".

First of all, Wei Xia believes that the reason why the other party is willing to call Wayne a nigger is that he is used to it. Secondly, Boston is a white city after all, and black people do not dominate, and finally the relationship between the two. As friends, they talk about each other's skin color, which shows that they may be unconscious racist discriminatory.

Now Wei Xia knows why Wayne didn't move to Philadelphia with Wei Mingliang.

Wayne quickly talked about the serious matter: "By the way, what did you say just now Will didn't tell me?"

"I was out, my kneecap was contusion, and even if the Wildcats reached the final, I couldn't make a comeback." After all the things in the old days, Wei Xia was in a much better mood.

A worried look flashed across Wayne's face and then changed his words and said, "Since that's the case, you should be fine, right?"

Wei Xia wanted to know what other ghostly thoughts he had.

"I come to Boston to stay for a few days. Your grandma talks about you every day and asks me to show her your game all day. You know, she doesn't understand the ball at all. She divorced me for the Celtics season tickets!" Wayne couldn't help but talk about the things that happened back then. "If I hadn't cut off Hongdo's ball and become a celebrity in Boston, she would have run away with the rich and unwieldy little face!"

It started again...

"How is it? You've had nothing to do recently." Wayne seemed to be unable to refuse Wei Xia.

Wei Xia also felt that she hadn't seen her grandmother for a long time, so she agreed.

He needs to explain the situation to the team and then ask for leave from the school.

Things went smoothly, the team had no objection, and the school approved his leave. He took a three-hour train with Wayne that afternoon and arrived in Boston from New York.

"If you want to go out these days, you must wear a mask!" Wayne reminded Wei Xia for the fifth time in half an hour, "You are a celebrity in Boston because you killed Connecticut!"

Wei Xia didn't understand: "I'm still a very friendly person, why do I need to wear a mask?"

"Because there will be countless people here asking you where the season ends. You are a big hit now. Every Boston fan wants the Celtics to choose you. If someone asks you on the street if you will participate in the draft, what will you answer?"

"have no idea?"

"Wrong! You should say that you should focus on dealing with the national championships now, and the future of the draft will be discussed."

"But I've been reimbursed for the season."

"That's even more important. Let's know that your injury is not going to be where the draft market is going?"

Wayne revealed his feelings after saying this. He pretended to be a talent show expert before.

He said it seemed as if after the National Championships started, the teams found that Villanova hadn't figured out what was going on.

Wei Xia is sure that the news of his injury has spread. After all, it is not a big injury. There is no need to hide it, let alone affect the draft market.

If we hadn't walked into David Thompson's world, Wei Xia might have participated in the draft.

His current draft market should be able to reach lottery, and the time is ripe.

Now, he is not sure.

He didn't know what he had obtained from Thompson, nor what happened after the day on April 18, 1978.

Did what happened that day become a reality?

Or is he just having a controllable dream in Haflicek's world?

He can't rule out this possibility.

It is very simple to determine whether it was a dream or a real world like traveling to the Haflicecke retirement battle.

"grandfather..."

Wei Xia suddenly asked in the car.

"What's wrong?"

"Do you know David Thompson?"

Wayne asked back: "Do you know Cameron Anthony?"

"certainly."

"Since you know Cameron, the young man who claims to be the most powerful life in history, how could I not know Skywalker Ke? Do you know UCL?"

Wei Xia nodded.

"Ucla had the opportunity to build a dynasty that was longer than the Celtics in the 1960s! In 1974, on their way to chasing eight consecutive championships, Skywalkers defeated them with North Carolina State University!" Wayne was excited when he said that, "I really can't explain the situation to you, just like the Lakers lost to the 76ers in the finals in 2001."

Now Wei Xia can at least confirm that her grandfather has a certain understanding of Skywalker.

"How is Skywalker fighting in NBA?"

"That's another story." Wayne said of Thompson, "Not every genius can meet people's expectations. Skywalker is a forgotten genius. He has had five and a half years of good times. In his health, he is one of the five best players in the league. Unfortunately, he was addicted to poisons in 1980, and his foot injury, he never returned to his original state."

Now Wei Xia knows why he knows nothing about the Skywalker.

Grandpa told him the answer.

He only had five and a half years of good time.

What is enough for five and a half years of good time?

First, it's not enough for Jordan to cross the Pistons.

It's not enough for a shark to prove itself.

Not enough to mature the talented players.

"He...what is his highest score in a single game?" Wei Xia asked the key question.

"You mentioned this reminded me of many things from a long time ago!" Wayne was like an old man who liked to tell stories. He was definitely the most popular storyteller Wei Xia had ever seen. He could tell "I broke Havlicek's ball" that he had told no less than a hundred times since he was a child. He could see that as long as there was a story, he would definitely tell it.

He began to introduce the story background to Wei Xia.

Wei Xia already knew about the 1978 season, the scoring battle between Skywalker and Iceman.

"Their competition lasted until the last game, and the Iceman led the Skywalkers to average 0.2 points per game. The Skywalkers need to score 17 more points than the Iceman in the final game to win the scoring champion." Wayne seemed to be there, and said vividly. "Although it was just a regular season game, it was the best game of his career, and he scored 68 points! I think his greatest data is not 68 points, but 9 assists beyond 68 points. He did not do anything to make the scoring champion like the Iceman. In his eyes, victory is more valuable than a scoring champion who doesn't even have a trophy."

"He also said that victory is greater than glory!"

"In terms of the influence of the players who entered the league in the 1980s, he and Dr. J are the first and second. Their style has influenced a generation, but unfortunately people now only remember Dr. J." Wayne sighed.

Listening to grandpa's words, Wei Xia smiled happily.

He was not just happy about his grandfather's complaints, but also because everything that happened last night was not a dream. He was even more glad that everything he did was not disgusting, especially his grandfather.

He was so happy.

"why are you laughing?"

"You said no one remembers him, this is wrong." Wei Xia smiled.

Wayne was stunned for a moment and then laughed: "Yes, I remember him, but I am old and I may suffer from Alzheimer's disease in the future, so not only do I have to remember him, but you must also remember him."
Chapter completed!