I Came, I Saw, I Conquered!

Volume 1: I Came, I Saw, I Conquered! Chapter 21: To Hell With It!

"To be honest, I really doubt his ability. He's only a few years older than us, and he's Chinese. China is a basketball desert. Besides Yao, I don't believe there's anyone else who understands basketball there." Another Black student with dreadlocks said.

At this moment, Hinkle Fieldhouse was filled with a roaring crowd. The fans, spurred on by the live DJ, rhythmically waved their hands, cheering for their team.

His face contorted with ferocity, his eyes bloodshot, like an enraged bull.

"Man, I don't think so. Since the school chose him as head coach, there must be a reason. I heard Coach Rickert strongly recommended him before he took over as head coach, and Coach Rickert led the team to March Madness four years ago." A somewhat skinny white male student expressed a different opinion.

Zhang Yu stood at the doorway, hugging each player as they passed.

"Alright, you've all seen through me. I am indeed a bit nervous." Zhang Yu let out a long sigh.

He didn't know which deity had sent him back to 2006, but he never wanted to see those doubting reports in the newspapers again.

Tannell was Indiana State's starting center, Drew's matchup.

"What's wrong, Brad? Did I miss a spot?" Zhang Yu put on his cleaned suit and looked at Stevens strangely.

"Beep--"

"Hmph, anyway, if the team loses to those Indiana State guys today, I'm definitely going to beat up that Chinese guy!" The Black student clenched his fist and shouted loudly.

Although the voices weren't uniform, the momentum was astonishing.

"Understood, Coach!" Moore responded crisply and confidently.

The head referee blew his whistle, and the game officially began!

"Do you see? We are all losers!" Zhang Yu clenched his right fist and swung it heavily. "Countless people want to see us make fools of ourselves. They're just waiting for us to fail, then they'll come over and stomp on us! Only victory can prevent all this. Only by winning can we hold our heads high, and not disappoint the fans who support us!"

After he left, only the coaching staff remained in the locker room. Zhang Yu let out a long sigh, walked to his seat, picked up his suit jacket from the floor, and carefully brushed off the dust.

"Duke, North Carolina, VT... they all think I can't play in the NCAA!"

"Then I'll just have my fun before I die," Zhang Yu finally adjusted his clothes and strode towards the door. "Besides, I have a whole season to prove myself. Even if we lose this game, I'll just get cursed for a few more days. I don't believe my team can lose for an entire season!"

"He's already out of the hospital." Zhang Yu said.

"Alright, it's our turn. Let's go in..." the white male student reminded him.

Finally, both teams were ready and stood on the court. Drew and Tannell stood at the center line, glaring fiercely at each other.

"I'll never forget the contemptuous look in Tannell's eyes, that bastard!" Drew gritted his teeth.

"He's already out of the hospital." Zhang Yu said.

The head referee blew his whistle, and the game officially began!

"To be honest, I really doubt his ability. He's only a few years older than us, and he's Chinese. China is a basketball desert. Besides Yao, I don't believe there's anyone else who understands basketball there." Another Black student with dreadlocks said.

This kind of voice was not uncommon, but it was drowned out by the fervent cheers of the fans. In the NCAA, no one would openly question the head coach before a game, but if the Bulldogs lost, the situation would be different.

He no longer wanted to walk down the street with people pointing fingers at him from behind.

A Chinese head coach in the NCAA was also one of a kind, especially one so young. They looked at Zhang Yu with novelty, as if they were watching monkeys in a zoo.

He picked up the tactical board and said to his disciples:

McKenna looked Zhang Yu up and down with curiosity, sighing:

Zhang Yu, naturally unaware of the fans' doubts, was giving a speech in the locker room, making the final mobilization for the team:

Zhang Yu, naturally unaware of the fans' doubts, was giving a speech in the locker room, making the final mobilization for the team:

"Those guys have no idea how much I sacrificed to become a head coach! I've read countless tactical books and watched hundreds, even thousands, of game videos! The notes I've taken alone could pile up to the sky! But those people just glance at my skin color and age, then condescendingly say I don't understand basketball! I've had enough. I want to prove to them that I deserve this position!"

Stevens walked up to Zhang Yu and looked him up and down several times, as if he were meeting him for the first time.

"Butler changed their starting point guard. I don't know what that Chinese guy was thinking, replacing the experienced Ben Sladon with a high school graduate as the starting point guard. And Stephen Curry used to play shooting guard!" McKenna shook his head and looked at the team's leading scorer, Moore. "Gabriel, Curry is skinny. He's all yours. Look for opportunities to isolate him, understand?"

"To be honest, I really doubt his ability. He's only a few years older than us, and he's Chinese. China is a basketball desert. Besides Yao, I don't believe there's anyone else who understands basketball there." Another Black student with dreadlocks said.

"...Guys, the previous preseason games don't count. This is our first game of the entire season. Play according to the tactics we've planned, give it your best, and we will win! Those Indiana State guys are just paper tigers! I'll say it again: Stephen will handle the ball, everyone else does their job. Drew and Pete, set good screens. Mike and AJ, constantly look for offensive opportunities through off-ball movement. Julian, be ready, you'll be our surprise weapon. Okay, come on, one, two, three, Bulldogs, charge!" Zhang Yu shouted loudly, speaking at an incredibly fast pace.

Zhang Yu put on his cleaned suit and looked at Stevens strangely: "Coach, we will definitely win!"

"Since you're unwilling to accept defeat, then go win. Start from this game and keep winning. As long as we win, we'll get everything! Glory, spotlights, flowers, applause... Let's win the game and win everything!" Zhang Yu took off his suit jacket, threw it heavily on the ground, and roared.

"To be honest, I really doubt his ability. He's only a few years older than us, and he's Chinese. China is a basketball desert. Besides Yao, I don't believe there's anyone else who understands basketball there." Another Black student with dreadlocks said.

His face contorted with ferocity, his eyes bloodshot, like an enraged bull.

After he finished speaking, he felt his neck tighten slightly. He loosened his tie, and sweat appeared faintly on his forehead.

Zhang Yu suddenly waved his hand fiercely, his expression becoming extremely ferocious:

Stevens walked up to Zhang Yu and looked him up and down several times, as if he were meeting him for the first time.

Tannell was Indiana State's starting center, Drew's matchup.

The players sat on the bench, looking at each other. Mike Green whispered to Julian Becko next to him: "He's already out of the hospital." Zhang Yu said.

The Bulldogs players came out one by one through the player tunnel, drawing cheers.

"Stephen, go for it. This is the beginning of our legendary journey!"

"Is the coach a bit nervous?"

Although the voices weren't uniform, the momentum was astonishing.

He no longer wanted to walk down the street with people pointing fingers at him from behind.

The players, their memories of being looked down upon stirred by Zhang Yu's words, felt a surge of anger. They responded loudly:

The players responded loudly and walked towards the door with fierce determination.

"Understood, Coach!" Moore responded crisply and confidently.

Curry nodded heavily, his voice firm, saying: "No!"

The crowd roared in unison, their voices even echoing out of the locker room and faintly reverberating in the player tunnel.

His voice wasn't loud, but in the silent locker room, it was very noticeable, and Zhang Yu heard it clearly.

"Since you're unwilling to accept defeat, then go win. Start from this game and keep winning. As long as we win, we'll get everything! Glory, spotlights, flowers, applause... Let's win the game and win everything!" Zhang Yu took off his suit jacket, threw it heavily on the ground, and roared.

"Butler changed their starting point guard. I don't know what that Chinese guy was thinking, replacing the experienced Ben Sladon with a high school graduate as the starting point guard. And Stephen Curry used to play shooting guard!" McKenna shook his head and looked at the team's leading scorer, Moore. "Gabriel, Curry is skinny. He's all yours. Look for opportunities to isolate him, understand?"

"He wants to win. He wants to prove he's an excellent head coach!"

"Don't feel pressured. Just treat it as an opportunity to gain experience. I hope both sides can deliver an exciting game for the fans." McKenna said in a seasoned tone, as if he were guiding Zhang Yu as a senior.

Stevens was now certain that Coach Rickert's decision was correct. Zhang Yu was an incredibly outstanding head coach.

He didn't know which deity had sent him back to 2006, but he never wanted to see those doubting reports in the newspapers again.

"Alright, you've all seen through me. I am indeed a bit nervous." Zhang Yu let out a long sigh.

"Do you want to keep being losers forever?"

The Indiana State players burst into laughter, frequently glancing at the Bulldogs' coaching bench.

He paused and continued: "Since I took over as head coach, I've faced a lot of doubt. I'm sure you've all heard it to some extent: Ronan is too young, Ronan knows nothing, Ronan is Chinese... I just want to say, to hell with it!"

At this moment, Hinkle Fieldhouse was filled with a roaring crowd. The fans, spurred on by the live DJ, rhythmically waved their hands, cheering for their team.

"Hmph, anyway, if the team loses to those Indiana State guys today, I'm definitely going to beat up that Chinese guy!" The Black student clenched his fist and shouted loudly.

"Do you see? The opposing head coach is the same age as you, just a kid. I even doubt if he can distinguish between zone defense and man-to-man."

He suddenly stopped and scanned everyone's eyes, asking word by word:

His voice wasn't loud, but in the silent locker room, it was very noticeable, and Zhang Yu heard it clearly.

"Alright, you've all seen through me. I am indeed a bit nervous." Zhang Yu let out a long sigh.

His voice wasn't loud, but in the silent locker room, it was very noticeable, and Zhang Yu heard it clearly.

"Since I took over as head coach, I've faced a lot of doubt. I'm sure you've all heard it to some extent: Ronan is too young, Ronan knows nothing, Ronan is Chinese... I just want to say, to hell with it!"

"They might as well have called me useless to my face!" Even the usually calm AJ Graves sounded indignant.

After he finished speaking, he felt his neck tighten slightly. He loosened his tie, and sweat appeared faintly on his forehead.

"No!" The crowd roared in unison, their voices even echoing out of the locker room and faintly reverberating in the player tunnel.

The Indiana State head coach, Kevin McKenna, also walked over and shook Zhang Yu's hand.

"I'll never forget the contemptuous look in Tannell's eyes, that bastard!" Drew gritted his teeth.

Tannell was Indiana State's starting center, Drew's matchup.

His face contorted with ferocity, his eyes bloodshot, like an enraged bull.

Zhang Yu suddenly waved his hand fiercely, his expression becoming extremely ferocious:

Stevens walked up to Zhang Yu and looked him up and down several times, as if he were meeting him for the first time.

Although the voices weren't uniform, the momentum was astonishing.

"Is the coach a bit nervous?"

His face contorted with ferocity, his eyes bloodshot, like an enraged bull.

"To be honest, I really doubt his ability. He's only a few years older than us, and he's Chinese. China is a basketball desert. Besides Yao, I don't believe there's anyone else who understands basketball there." Another Black student with dreadlocks said.

"I was very surprised to hear Coach Rickert was injured. Is he feeling better now?"

"And you guys, do you remember how those Indiana State guys mocked you after they won last year?" Zhang Yu looked at the other players.

The crowd roared in unison, their voices even echoing out of the locker room and faintly reverberating in the player tunnel.

"I was very surprised to hear Coach Rickert was injured. Is he feeling better now?"

"Duke, North Carolina, VT... they all think I can't play in the NCAA!"

"What's wrong, Brad? Did I miss a spot?"

His voice wasn't loud, but in the silent locker room, it was very noticeable, and Zhang Yu heard it clearly.

"I was very surprised to hear Coach Rickert was injured. Is he feeling better now?"

"He's already out of the hospital." Zhang Yu said.

The Bulldogs players came out one by one through the player tunnel, drawing cheers.

"Stephen, go for it. This is the beginning of our legendary journey!"

"Is the coach a bit nervous?"

Although the voices weren't uniform, the momentum was astonishing.

"He's already out of the hospital." Zhang Yu said.

"Beep--"

"Man, I don't think so. Since the school chose him as head coach, there must be a reason. I heard Coach Rickert strongly recommended him before he took over as head coach, and Coach Rickert led the team to March Madness four years ago." A somewhat skinny white male student expressed a different opinion.

"I was very surprised to hear Coach Rickert was injured. Is he feeling better now?"

"Alright, it's our turn. Let's go in..." the white male student reminded him.

The players responded loudly and walked towards the door with fierce determination.

"He's already out of the hospital." Zhang Yu said.

"To be honest, I really doubt his ability. He's only a few years older than us, and he's Chinese. China is a basketball desert. Besides Yao, I don't believe there's anyone else who understands basketball there." Another Black student with dreadlocks said.

"I was very surprised to hear Coach Rickert was injured. Is he feeling better now?"

"Alright, it's our turn. Let's go in..." the white male student reminded him.

The players responded loudly and walked towards the door with fierce determination.

"He's already out of the hospital." Zhang Yu said.

"To be honest, I really doubt his ability. He's only a few years older than us, and he's Chinese. China is a basketball desert. Besides Yao, I don't believe there's anyone else who understands basketball there." Another Black student with dreadlocks said.

"I was very surprised to hear Coach Rickert was injured. Is he feeling better now?"

"Alright, it's our turn. Let's go in..." the white male student reminded him.

The players responded loudly and walked towards the door with fierce determination.

"He's already out of the hospital." Zhang Yu said.

"To be honest, I really doubt his ability. He's only a few years older than us, and he's Chinese. China is a basketball desert. Besides Yao, I don't believe there's anyone else who understands basketball there." Another Black student with dreadlocks said.

"I was very surprised to hear Coach Rickert was injured. Is he feeling better now?"

"Alright, it's our turn. Let's go in..." the white male student reminded him.

The players responded loudly and walked towards the door with fierce determination.

"He's already out of the hospital." Zhang Yu said.

"To be honest, I really doubt his ability. He's only a few years older than us, and he's Chinese. China is a basketball desert. Besides Yao, I don't believe there's anyone else who understands basketball there." Another Black student with dreadlocks said.

"I was very surprised to hear Coach Rickert was injured. Is he feeling better now?"

"Alright, it's our turn. Let's go in..." the white male student reminded him.

The players responded loudly and walked towards the door with fierce determination.

"He's already out of the hospital." Zhang Yu said.

"To be honest, I really doubt his ability. He's only a few years older than us, and he's Chinese. China is a basketball desert. Besides Yao, I don't believe there's anyone else who understands basketball there." Another Black student with dreadlocks said.

"I was very surprised to hear Coach Rickert was injured. Is he feeling better now?"

"Alright, it's our turn. Let's go in..." the white male student reminded him.

The players responded loudly and walked towards the door with fierce determination.

"He's already out of the hospital." Zhang Yu said.

"To be honest, I really doubt his ability. He's only a few years older than us, and he's Chinese. China is a basketball desert. Besides Yao, I don't believe there's anyone else who understands basketball there." Another Black student with dreadlocks said.

"I was very surprised to hear Coach Rickert was injured. Is he feeling better now?"

"Alright, it's our turn. Let's go in..." the white male student reminded him.

The players responded loudly and walked towards the door with fierce determination.

"He's already out of the hospital." Zhang Yu said.

"To be honest, I really doubt his ability. He's only a few years older than us, and he's Chinese. China is a basketball desert. Besides Yao, I don't believe there's anyone else who understands basketball there." Another Black student with dreadlocks said.

"I was very surprised to hear Coach Rickert was injured. Is he feeling better now?"

"Alright, it's our turn. Let's go in..." the white male student reminded him.

The players responded loudly and walked towards the door with fierce determination.

"He's already out of the hospital." Zhang Yu said.

"To be honest, I really doubt his ability. He's only a few years older than us, and he's Chinese. China is a basketball desert. Besides Yao, I don't believe there's anyone else who understands basketball there." Another Black student with dreadlocks said.

"I was very surprised to hear Coach Rickert was injured. Is he feeling better now?"

"Alright, it's our turn. Let's go in..." the white male student reminded him.

The players responded loudly and walked towards the door with fierce determination.

"He's already out of the hospital." Zhang Yu said.

"To be honest, I really doubt his ability. He's only a few years older than us, and he's Chinese. China is a basketball desert. Besides Yao, I don't believe there's anyone else who understands basketball there." Another Black student with dreadlocks said.

"I was very surprised to hear Coach Rickert was injured. Is he feeling better now?"

"Alright, it's our turn. Let's go in..." the white male student reminded him.

The players responded loudly and walked towards the door with fierce determination.

"He's already out of the hospital." Zhang Yu said.

"To be honest, I really doubt his ability. He's only a few years older than us, and he's Chinese. China is a basketball desert. Besides Yao, I don't believe there's anyone else who understands basketball there." Another Black student with dreadlocks said.

"I was very surprised to hear Coach Rickert was injured. Is he feeling better now?"

"Alright, it's our turn. Let's go in..." the white male student reminded him.

The players responded loudly and walked towards the door with fierce determination.

"He's already out of the hospital." Zhang Yu said.

"To be honest, I really doubt his ability. He's only a few years older than us, and he's Chinese. China is a basketball desert. Besides Yao, I don't believe there's anyone else who understands basketball there." Another Black student with dreadlocks said.

"I was very surprised to hear Coach Rickert was injured. Is he feeling better now?"

"Alright, it's our turn. Let's go in..." the white male student reminded him.

The players responded loudly and walked towards the door with fierce determination.

"He's already out of the hospital." Zhang Yu said.

"To be honest, I really doubt his ability. He's only a few years older than us, and he's Chinese. China is a basketball desert. Besides Yao, I don't believe there's anyone else who understands basketball there." Another Black student with dreadlocks said.

"I was very surprised to hear Coach Rickert was injured. Is he feeling better now?"

"Alright, it's our turn. Let's go in..." the white male student reminded him.

The players responded loudly and walked towards the door with fierce determination.

"He's already out of the hospital." Zhang Yu said.

"To be honest, I really doubt his ability. He's only a few years older than us, and he's Chinese. China is a basketball desert. Besides Yao, I don't believe there's anyone else who understands basketball there." Another Black student with dreadlocks said.

"I was very surprised to hear Coach Rickert was injured. Is he feeling better now?"

"Alright, it's our turn. Let's go in..." the white male student reminded him.

The players responded loudly and walked towards the door with fierce determination.

"He's already out of the hospital." Zhang Yu said.

"To be honest, I really doubt his ability. He's only a few years older than us, and he's Chinese. China is a basketball desert. Besides Yao, I don't believe there's anyone else who understands basketball there." Another Black student with dreadlocks said.

"I was very surprised to hear Coach Rickert was injured. Is he feeling better now?"

"Alright, it's our turn. Let's go in..." the white male student reminded him.

The players responded loudly and walked towards the door with fierce determination.

"He's already out of the hospital." Zhang Yu said.

"To be honest, I really doubt his ability. He's only a few years older than us, and he's Chinese. China is a basketball desert. Besides Yao, I don't believe there's anyone else who understands basketball there." Another Black student with dreadlocks said.

"I was very surprised to hear Coach Rickert was injured. Is he feeling better now?"

"Alright, it's our turn. Let's go in..." the white male student reminded him.

The players responded loudly and walked towards the door with fierce determination.

"He's already out of the hospital." Zhang Yu said.

"To be honest, I really doubt his ability. He's only a few years older than us, and he's Chinese. China is a basketball desert. Besides Yao, I don't believe there's anyone else who understands basketball there." Another Black student with dreadlocks said.

"I was very surprised to hear Coach Rickert was injured. Is he feeling better now?"

"Alright, it's our turn. Let's go in..." the white male student reminded him.

The players responded loudly and walked towards the door with fierce determination.

"He's already out of the hospital." Zhang Yu said.

"To be honest, I really doubt his ability. He's only a few years older than us, and he's Chinese. China is a basketball desert. Besides Yao, I don't believe there's anyone else who understands basketball there." Another Black student with dreadlocks said.

"I was very surprised to hear Coach Rickert was injured. Is he feeling better now?"

"Alright, it's our turn. Let's go in..." the white male student reminded him.

The players responded loudly and walked towards the door with fierce determination.

"He's already out of the hospital." Zhang Yu said.

"To be honest, I really doubt his ability. He's only a few years older than us, and he's Chinese. China is a basketball desert. Besides Yao, I don't believe there's anyone else who understands basketball there." Another Black student with dreadlocks said.

"I was very surprised to hear Coach Rickert was injured. Is he feeling better now?"

"Alright, it's our turn. Let's go in..." the white male student reminded him.

The players responded loudly and walked towards the door with fierce determination.

"He's already out of the hospital." Zhang Yu said.

"To be honest, I really doubt his ability. He's only a few years older than us, and he's Chinese. China is a basketball desert. Besides Yao, I don't believe there's anyone else who understands basketball there." Another Black student with dreadlocks said.

"I was very surprised to hear Coach Rickert was injured. Is he feeling better now?"

"Alright, it's our turn. Let's go in..." the white male student reminded him.

The players responded loudly and walked towards the door with fierce determination.

"He's already out of the hospital." Zhang Yu said.

"To be honest, I really doubt his ability. He's only a few years older than us, and he's Chinese. China is a basketball desert. Besides Yao, I don't believe there's anyone else who understands basketball there." Another Black student with dreadlocks said.

"I was very surprised to hear Coach Rickert was injured. Is he feeling better now?"

"Alright, it's our turn. Let's go in..." the white male student reminded him.

The players responded loudly and walked towards the door with fierce determination.

"He's already out of the hospital." Zhang Yu said.

"To be honest, I really doubt his ability. He's only a few years older than us, and he's Chinese. China is a basketball desert. Besides Yao, I don't believe there's anyone else who understands basketball there." Another Black student with dreadlocks said.

"I was very surprised to hear Coach Rickert was injured. Is he feeling better now?"

"Alright, it's our turn. Let's go in..." the white male student reminded him.

The players responded loudly and walked towards the door with fierce determination.

"He's already out of the hospital." Zhang Yu said.

"To be honest, I really doubt his ability. He's only a few years older than us, and he's Chinese. China is a basketball desert. Besides Yao, I don't believe there's anyone else who understands basketball there." Another Black student with dreadlocks said.

"I was very surprised to hear Coach Rickert was injured. Is he feeling better now?"

"Alright, it's our turn. Let's go in..." the white male student reminded him.

The players responded loudly and walked towards the door with fierce determination.

"He's already out of the hospital." Zhang Yu said.

"To be honest, I really doubt his ability. He's only a few years older than us, and he's Chinese. China is a basketball desert. Besides Yao, I don't believe there's anyone else who understands basketball there." Another Black student with dreadlocks said.

"I was very surprised to hear Coach Rickert was injured. Is he feeling better now?"

"Alright, it's our turn. Let's go in..." the white male student reminded him.

The players responded loudly and walked towards the door with fierce determination.

"He's already out of the hospital." Zhang Yu said.

"To be honest, I really doubt his ability. He's only a few years older than us, and he's Chinese. China is a basketball desert. Besides Yao, I don't believe there's anyone else who understands basketball there." Another Black student with dreadlocks said.

"I was very surprised to hear Coach Rickert was injured. Is he feeling better now?"

"Alright, it's our turn. Let's go in..." the white male student reminded him.

The players responded loudly and walked towards the door with fierce determination.

"He's already out of the hospital." Zhang Yu said.

"To be honest, I really doubt his ability. He's only a few years older than us, and he's Chinese. China is a basketball desert. Besides Yao, I don't believe there's anyone else who understands basketball there." Another Black student with dreadlocks said.

"I was very surprised to hear Coach Rickert was injured. Is he feeling better now?"

"Alright, it's our turn. Let's go in..." the white male student reminded him.

The players responded loudly and walked towards the door with fierce determination.

"He's already out of the hospital." Zhang Yu said.

"To be honest, I really doubt his ability. He's only a few years older than us, and he's Chinese. China is a basketball desert. Besides Yao, I don't believe there's anyone else who understands basketball there." Another Black student with dreadlocks said.

"I was very surprised to hear Coach Rickert was injured. Is he feeling better now?"

"Alright, it's our turn. Let's go in..." the white male student reminded him.

The players responded loudly and walked towards the door with fierce determination.

"He's already out of the hospital." Zhang Yu said.

"To be honest, I really doubt his ability. He's only a few years older than us, and he's Chinese. China is a basketball desert. Besides Yao, I don't believe there's anyone else who understands basketball there." Another Black student with dreadlocks said.

"I was very surprised to hear Coach Rickert was injured. Is he feeling better now?"

"Alright, it's our turn. Let's go in..." the white male student reminded him.

The players responded loudly and walked towards the door with fierce determination.

"He's already out of the hospital." Zhang Yu said.

"To be honest, I really doubt his ability. He's only a few years older than us, and he's Chinese. China is a basketball desert. Besides Yao, I don't believe there's anyone else who understands basketball there." Another Black student with dreadlocks said.

"I was very surprised to hear Coach Rickert was injured. Is he feeling better now?"

"Alright, it's our turn. Let's go in..." the white male student reminded him.

The players responded loudly and walked towards the door with fierce determination.

"He's already out of the hospital." Zhang Yu said.

"To be honest, I really doubt his ability. He's only a few years older than us, and he's Chinese. China is a basketball desert. Besides Yao, I don't believe there's anyone else who understands basketball there." Another Black student with dreadlocks said.

"I was very surprised to hear Coach Rickert was injured. Is he feeling better now?"

"Alright, it's our turn. Let's go in..." the white male student reminded him.

The players responded loudly and walked towards the door with fierce determination.

"He's already out of the hospital." Zhang Yu said.

"To be honest, I really doubt his ability. He's only a few years older than us, and he's Chinese. China is a basketball desert. Besides Yao, I don't believe there's anyone else who understands basketball there." Another Black student with dreadlocks said.

"I was very surprised to hear Coach Rickert was injured. Is he feeling better now?"

"Alright, it's our turn. Let's go in..." the white male student reminded him.

The players responded loudly and walked towards the door with fierce determination.

"He's already out of the hospital." Zhang Yu said.

"To be honest, I really doubt his ability. He's only a few years older than us, and he's Chinese. China is a basketball desert. Besides Yao, I don't believe there's anyone else who understands basketball there." Another Black student with dreadlocks said.

"I was very surprised to hear Coach Rickert was injured. Is he feeling better now?"

"Alright, it's our turn. Let's go in..." the white male student reminded him.

The players responded loudly and walked towards the door with fierce determination.

"He's already out of the hospital." Zhang Yu said.

"To be honest, I really doubt his ability. He's only a few years older than us, and he's Chinese. China is a basketball desert. Besides Yao, I don't believe there's anyone else who understands basketball there." Another Black student with dreadlocks said.

"I was very surprised to hear Coach Rickert was injured. Is he feeling better now?"

"Alright, it's our turn. Let's go in..." the white male student reminded him.

The players responded loudly and walked towards the door with fierce determination.

"He's already out of the hospital." Zhang Yu said.

"To be honest, I really doubt his ability. He's only a few years older than us, and he's Chinese. China is a basketball desert. Besides Yao, I don't believe there's anyone else who understands basketball there." Another Black student with dreadlocks said.

"I was very surprised to hear Coach Rickert was injured. Is he feeling better now?"

"Alright, it's our turn. Let's go in..." the white male student reminded him.

The players responded loudly and walked towards the door with fierce determination.

"He's already out of the hospital." Zhang Yu said.

"To be honest, I really doubt his ability. He's only a few years older than us, and he's Chinese. China is a basketball desert. Besides Yao, I don't believe there's anyone else who understands basketball there." Another Black student with dreadlocks said.

"I was very surprised to hear Coach Rickert was injured. Is he feeling better now?"

"Alright, it's our turn. Let's go in..." the white male student reminded him.

The players responded loudly and walked towards the door with fierce determination.

"He's already out of the hospital." Zhang Yu said.

"To be honest, I really doubt his ability. He's only a few years older than us, and he's Chinese. China is a basketball desert. Besides Yao, I don't believe there's anyone else who understands basketball there." Another Black student with dreadlocks said.

"I was very surprised to hear Coach Rickert was injured. Is he feeling better now?"

"Alright, it's our turn. Let's go in..." the white male student reminded him.

The players responded loudly and walked towards the door with fierce determination.

"He's already out of the hospital." Zhang Yu said.

"To be honest, I really doubt his ability. He's only a few years older than us, and he's Chinese. China is a basketball desert. Besides Yao, I don't believe there's anyone else who understands basketball there." Another Black student with dreadlocks said.

"I was very surprised to hear Coach Rickert was injured. Is he feeling better now?"

"Alright, it's our turn. Let's go in..." the white male student reminded him.

The players responded loudly and walked towards the door with fierce determination.

"He's already out of the hospital." Zhang Yu said.

"To be honest, I really doubt his ability. He's only a few years older than us, and he's Chinese. China is a basketball desert. Besides Yao, I don't believe there's anyone else who understands basketball there." Another Black student with dreadlocks said.

"I was very surprised to hear Coach Rickert was injured. Is he feeling better now?"

"Alright, it's our turn. Let's go in..." the white male student reminded him.

The players responded loudly and walked towards