I Came, I Saw, I Conquered!

Volume 1: I Came, I Saw, I Conquered! Chapter 48: The Second Day of the Exclusive Interview.

"Haha, great, Brother Su, shall I give you a tour of the school first?" Zhang Yu said with a smile.

"Xiao Zhang, you look a lot like someone."

It was a large cardboard box, very heavy. Su Qun asked curiously from the side, "Just some books."

Zhang Yu placed the cardboard box on the floor with effort, slit the seal with a utility knife, and checked the contents.

"Teacher Su, please have a seat. It's a bit messy here, sorry." Zhang Yu gestured invitingly.

Afterward, after this interview was published in the Basketball Pioneer, it caused quite a stir. Many fans learned that a Chinese person had become the youngest head coach in NCAA history.

"Haha, great, Brother Su, shall I give you a tour of the school first?" Zhang Yu said with a smile.

Zhang Yu pondered for a moment and said:

It was a large cardboard box, very heavy. Su Qun asked curiously from the side:

After Zhang Yu changed his clothes, he went downstairs with Su Qun to the library and was about to drive to the city.

Su Qun watched him check the books. His peripheral vision caught sight of the bookshelves full of books, and he suddenly said, "Teacher Su, please have a seat. It's a bit messy here, sorry." Zhang Yu gestured invitingly.

Su Qun walked into Zhang Yu's office, curiously observing the room of the youngest head coach in the NCAA.

On the way, they also encountered quite a few Butler Bulldogs fans who greeted Zhang Yu. Su Qun took the opportunity to interview a few students, making the report more substantial.

"You say." Su Qun quickly replied.

"Brother Su, there's a very authentic American barbecue restaurant near the school. I'll treat you tonight, how about we go there for a meal?" Zhang Yu asked after Su Qun had tidied up his things.

Su Qun watched him check the books. His peripheral vision caught sight of the bookshelves full of books, and he suddenly said:

He had rested at the booked hotel for one night and arrived on the Butler University campus this morning.

"Perhaps it's because we're pursuing the same thing."

"My taking over as Butler's head coach was purely a coincidence..."

Su Qun readily agreed. Under Zhang Yu's guidance, he toured Butler's campus, focusing on Hinkle Fieldhouse, the home court of the Bulldogs. They had lunch at a restaurant on campus.

"You say." Su Qun quickly replied.

"Haha, great, Brother Su, shall I give you a tour of the school first?" Zhang Yu said with a smile.

"Coach Z, I've heard a lot about you. You're famous all over America now." Su Qun shook Zhang Yu's hand and said with a smile.

He was nearly twenty years older than Zhang Yu, so calling him Coach Z felt a bit awkward.

"No, I can't eat anything too greasy." Su Qun politely refused.

"Okay!" Zhang Yu readily agreed.

Su Qun watched him check the books. His peripheral vision caught sight of the bookshelves full of books, and he suddenly said, "Hey, Teacher Su, you're too kind. I still have a long way to go. Just call me Xiao Zhang." Zhang Yu was very humble.

After all, he had done his homework before coming, reading many reports about Zhang Yu. The reviews from his American peers were not good.

In the afternoon, Zhang Yu took Su Qun for a tour of the school before returning to the office.

Su Qun didn't stand on ceremony and said with a smile, "Brother Su, could you please omit my family background? My parents are ordinary people, and I don't want them to be disturbed."

"Hey, I thought it was something serious. This is simple, don't worry."

"Let's not for now. Business is important. Shall we chat first?" Su Qun waved his hands repeatedly.

"I'm not a championship coach yet, nor a dynasty coach. There's still a lot I need to learn." Zhang Yu smiled.

He was a photography enthusiast and could easily handle the simple photography work.

"It's like wearing brocade at night to travel in disguise. I also have to thank the Basketball Pioneer for giving me a chance to be seen by fans back home." Zhang Yu said with a smile.

"Let's not for now. Business is important. Shall we chat first?" Su Qun waved his hands repeatedly.

"Xiao Zhang, you look a lot like someone."

"You say." Su Qun quickly replied.

"Alright, Xiao Zhang. But don't keep calling me 'Teacher.' I'm a few years older than you, so call me Brother Su."

"I just have one small request..." Zhang Yu smiled a little sheepishly.

Afterward, after this interview was published in the Basketball Pioneer, it caused quite a stir. Many fans learned that a Chinese person had become the youngest head coach in NCAA history.

Moreover, he was nearly twenty years younger than Su Qun, so calling him Brother Su felt very natural.

"How about we go to a Chinese restaurant instead? There's a restaurant run by Chinese people in the city that serves very authentic Lu cuisine." Zhang Yu suggested.

In the evening, Zhang Yu treated Su Qun to a meal, and the next day, he drove him to the airport.

"I just have one small request..." Zhang Yu smiled a little sheepishly.

"My taking over as Butler's head coach was purely a coincidence..."

He was nearly twenty years older than Zhang Yu, so calling him Coach Z felt a bit awkward.

Su Qun opened his bag, took out a voice recorder and camera, and took a few photos of Zhang Yu.

"Just some books." Zhang Yu placed the cardboard box on the floor with effort, slit the seal with a utility knife, and checked the contents.

Su Qun watched him pick up thick English books, titles like "Detailed Explanation of Basic Basketball Tactics," "A New Interpretation of the History and Development of the Pick and Roll," and "NBA Rule Changes—Impact on Defense..."

"Xiao Zhang, what did you buy? It's so heavy."

It was a large cardboard box, very heavy. Su Qun asked curiously from the side, "Haha, great, Brother Su, shall I give you a tour of the school first?" Zhang Yu said with a smile.

Su Qun watched him check the books. His peripheral vision caught sight of the bookshelves full of books, and he suddenly said:

In America, you can't go anywhere without a car.

However, fans in China didn't pay much attention to the NCAA. The NBA playoffs immediately captured all the fans' attention, and only a few people remembered his name.

Zhang Yu paused, continued to take books out of the cardboard box, and said softly, "Xiao Zhang, thank you for the interview. This trip was definitely worthwhile; I've gained a lot." At the end of the interview, Su Qun stopped the voice recorder and said sincerely.

Although he hadn't worked in the Chinese basketball scene, he could guess that, according to Chinese tradition, seniority was definitely a common practice.

"I just have one small request..." Zhang Yu smiled a little sheepishly.

"Teacher Su, please have a seat. It's a bit messy here, sorry." Zhang Yu gestured invitingly.

Afterward, the two returned to Zhang Yu's apartment, where his Toyota was parked.

"How about we go to a Chinese restaurant instead? There's a restaurant run by Chinese people in the city that serves very authentic Lu cuisine." Zhang Yu suggested.

Su Qun readily agreed. Under Zhang Yu's guidance, he toured Butler's campus, focusing on Hinkle Fieldhouse, the home court of the Bulldogs. They had lunch at a restaurant on campus.

"You say." Su Qun quickly replied.

"Haha, great, Brother Su, shall I give you a tour of the school first?" Zhang Yu said with a smile.

"Coach Z, I've heard a lot about you. You're famous all over America now." Su Qun shook Zhang Yu's hand and said with a smile.

He was nearly twenty years older than Zhang Yu, so calling him Coach Z felt a bit awkward.

But he hadn't expected Zhang Yu to be so humble and amiable during the interview, which surprised him greatly.

Zhang Yu paused, continued to take books out of the cardboard box, and said softly:

Moreover, he was nearly twenty years younger than Su Qun, so calling him Brother Su felt very natural.

"Haha, thank you again for taking time out of your busy schedule for this interview..." Su Qun nodded and smiled, admiring Zhang Yu even more in his heart.

But just then, a delivery Zhang Yu had ordered arrived. He had to sign for it and bring it back to his room.

"Let's not for now. Business is important. Shall we chat first?" Su Qun waved his hands repeatedly.

And as Su Qun, the editor-in-chief of the Basketball Pioneer, even without a professional athlete background, his status was certainly not low. Although these words seemed a bit presumptuous, they were actually a gesture of goodwill towards him.

"Thank you very much, then. I'll show you around. Butler's campus might be a bit small, but the scenery is nice." Zhang Yu said with a smile.

He was nearly twenty years older than Zhang Yu, so calling him Coach Z felt a bit awkward.

After Zhang Yu changed his clothes, he went downstairs with Su Qun to the library and was about to drive to the city.

"Okay!" Zhang Yu readily agreed.

In the evening, Zhang Yu treated Su Qun to a meal, and the next day, he drove him to the airport.

Su Qun decided to reciprocate. He would polish the report well and create a positive image for Zhang Yu in the article.

It was a large cardboard box, very heavy. Su Qun asked curiously from the side:

Su Qun watched him pick up thick English books, titles like "Detailed Explanation of Basic Basketball Tactics," "A New Interpretation of the History and Development of the Pick and Roll," and "NBA Rule Changes—Impact on Defense..."

Su Qun opened his bag, took out a voice recorder and camera, and took a few photos of Zhang Yu.

In the afternoon, Zhang Yu took Su Qun for a tour of the school before returning to the office.

"You're already a famous head coach all over America, why are you still reading such basic tactical books?" Su Qun asked in surprise.

Although he hadn't worked in the Chinese basketball scene, he could guess that, according to Chinese tradition, seniority was definitely a common practice.

Su Qun readily agreed. Under Zhang Yu's guidance, he toured Butler's campus, focusing on Hinkle Fieldhouse, the home court of the Bulldogs. They had lunch at a restaurant on campus.

Afterward, after this interview was published in the Basketball Pioneer, it caused quite a stir. Many fans learned that a Chinese person had become the youngest head coach in NCAA history.

"Coach Z, I've heard a lot about you. You're famous all over America now." Su Qun shook Zhang Yu's hand and said with a smile.

He was a photography enthusiast and could easily handle the simple photography work.

In the afternoon, Zhang Yu took Su Qun for a tour of the school before returning to the office.

He was a photography enthusiast and could easily handle the simple photography work.

Su Qun watched him check the books. His peripheral vision caught sight of the bookshelves full of books, and he suddenly said, "Brother Su, could you please omit my family background? My parents are ordinary people, and I don't want them to be disturbed."

"Hey, I thought it was something serious. This is simple, don't worry."

He had initially thought that since Zhang Yu had become an NCAA team's head coach at such a young age and achieved excellent results, he might be arrogant and difficult to get along with, so he had prepared himself for a rebuff.

"Alright, Xiao Zhang. But don't keep calling me 'Teacher.' I'm a few years older than you, so call me Brother Su."

"You're already a famous head coach all over America, why are you still reading such basic tactical books?" Su Qun asked in surprise.

The NBA regular season was nearing its end, and the Basketball Pioneer was busy with work and short-staffed. He decided to come to Indiana alone without a photographer.

Zhang Yu pondered for a moment and said:

The next day.

"Let's not for now. Business is important. Shall we chat first?" Su Qun waved his hands repeatedly.

Afterward, the two returned to Zhang Yu's apartment, where his Toyota was parked.

He had initially thought that since Zhang Yu had become an NCAA team's head coach at such a young age and achieved excellent results, he might be arrogant and difficult to get along with, so he had prepared himself for a rebuff.

"It's like wearing brocade at night to travel in disguise. I also have to thank the Basketball Pioneer for giving me a chance to be seen by fans back home." Zhang Yu said with a smile.

After all, he had done his homework before coming, reading many reports about Zhang Yu. The reviews from his American peers were not good.

After taking the photos, Su Qun put the camera aside, placed the voice recorder on the table, and officially began the interview: "Coach Z, I've heard a lot about you. You're famous all over America now." Su Qun shook Zhang Yu's hand and said with a smile.

No wonder this young man could make a name for himself alone in a foreign land. He was truly remarkable!

After all, he had done his homework before coming, reading many reports about Zhang Yu. The reviews from his American peers were not good.

"Let's not for now. Business is important. Shall we chat first?" Su Qun waved his hands repeatedly.

Zhang Yu paused, continued to take books out of the cardboard box, and said softly:

"You're the first Chinese head coach in NCAA history, and the youngest head coach in the NCAA. Can you tell us how you did it?"

It was a large cardboard box, very heavy. Su Qun asked curiously from the side, "Just some books." Zhang Yu placed the cardboard box on the floor with effort, slit the seal with a utility knife, and checked the contents.

"Just some books." Zhang Yu placed the cardboard box on the floor with effort, slit the seal with a utility knife, and checked the contents.

"Brother Su, there's a very authentic American barbecue restaurant near the school. I'll treat you tonight, how about we go there for a meal?" Zhang Yu asked after Su Qun had tidied up his things.

"Let's not for now. Business is important. Shall we chat first?" Su Qun waved his hands repeatedly.

Zhang Yu pondered for a moment and said:

Su Qun readily agreed. Under Zhang Yu's guidance, he toured Butler's campus, focusing on Hinkle Fieldhouse, the home court of the Bulldogs. They had lunch at a restaurant on campus.

"Alright, Xiao Zhang. But don't keep calling me 'Teacher.' I'm a few years older than you, so call me Brother Su."

"You're already a famous head coach all over America, why are you still reading such basic tactical books?" Su Qun asked in surprise.

Su Qun watched him pick up thick English books, titles like "Detailed Explanation of Basic Basketball Tactics," "A New Interpretation of the History and Development of the Pick and Roll," and "NBA Rule Changes—Impact on Defense..."

"Xiao Zhang, thank you for the interview. This trip was definitely worthwhile; I've gained a lot." At the end of the interview, Su Qun stopped the voice recorder and said sincerely.

Although he hadn't worked in the Chinese basketball scene, he could guess that, according to Chinese tradition, seniority was definitely a common practice.

Zhang Yu paused, continued to take books out of the cardboard box, and said softly:

"My taking over as Butler's head coach was purely a coincidence..."

In the afternoon, Zhang Yu took Su Qun for a tour of the school before returning to the office.

Su Qun walked into Zhang Yu's office, curiously observing the room of the youngest head coach in the NCAA.

"It's like wearing brocade at night to travel in disguise. I also have to thank the Basketball Pioneer for giving me a chance to be seen by fans back home." Zhang Yu said with a smile.

After taking the photos, Su Qun put the camera aside, placed the voice recorder on the table, and officially began the interview:

"Coach Z, I've heard a lot about you. You're famous all over America now." Su Qun shook Zhang Yu's hand and said with a smile.

No wonder this young man could make a name for himself alone in a foreign land. He was truly remarkable!

After all, he had done his homework before coming, reading many reports about Zhang Yu. The reviews from his American peers were not good.

"Let's not for now. Business is important. Shall we chat first?" Su Qun waved his hands repeatedly.

Zhang Yu paused, continued to take books out of the cardboard box, and said softly:

"You're already a famous head coach all over America, why are you still reading such basic tactical books?" Su Qun asked in surprise.

"My taking over as Butler's head coach was purely a coincidence..."

"Just some books." Zhang Yu placed the cardboard box on the floor with effort, slit the seal with a utility knife, and checked the contents.

Su Qun watched him pick up thick English books, titles like "Detailed Explanation of Basic Basketball Tactics," "A New Interpretation of the History and Development of the Pick and Roll," and "NBA Rule Changes—Impact on Defense..."

"Just some books." Zhang Yu placed the cardboard box on the floor with effort, slit the seal with a utility knife, and checked the contents.

"Brother Su, there's a very authentic American barbecue restaurant near the school. I'll treat you tonight, how about we go there for a meal?" Zhang Yu asked after Su Qun had tidied up his things.

"Let's not for now. Business is important. Shall we chat first?" Su Qun waved his hands repeatedly.

Zhang Yu pondered for a moment and said:

Su Qun readily agreed. Under Zhang Yu's guidance, he toured Butler's campus, focusing on Hinkle Fieldhouse, the home court of the Bulldogs. They had lunch at a restaurant on campus.

"Alright, Xiao Zhang. But don't keep calling me 'Teacher.' I'm a few years older than you, so call me Brother Su."

"You're already a famous head coach all over America, why are you still reading such basic tactical books?" Su Qun asked in surprise.

Su Qun watched him pick up thick English books, titles like "Detailed Explanation of Basic Basketball Tactics," "A New Interpretation of the History and Development of the Pick and Roll," and "NBA Rule Changes—Impact on Defense..."

"Xiao Zhang, thank you for the interview. This trip was definitely worthwhile; I've gained a lot." At the end of the interview, Su Qun stopped the voice recorder and said sincerely.

Although he hadn't worked in the Chinese basketball scene, he could guess that, according to Chinese tradition, seniority was definitely a common practice.

Zhang Yu paused, continued to take books out of the cardboard box, and said softly:

"My taking over as Butler's head coach was purely a coincidence..."

In the afternoon, Zhang Yu took Su Qun for a tour of the school before returning to the office.

Su Qun walked into Zhang Yu's office, curiously observing the room of the youngest head coach in the NCAA.

"It's like wearing brocade at night to travel in disguise. I also have to thank the Basketball Pioneer for giving me a chance to be seen by fans back home." Zhang Yu said with a smile.

After taking the photos, Su Qun put the camera aside, placed the voice recorder on the table, and officially began the interview:

"Coach Z, I've heard a lot about you. You're famous all over America now." Su Qun shook Zhang Yu's hand and said with a smile.

No wonder this young man could make a name for himself alone in a foreign land. He was truly remarkable!

After all, he had done his homework before coming, reading many reports about Zhang Yu. The reviews from his American peers were not good.

"Let's not for now. Business is important. Shall we chat first?" Su Qun waved his hands repeatedly.

Zhang Yu paused, continued to take books out of the cardboard box, and said softly:

"You're already a famous head coach all over America, why are you still reading such basic tactical books?" Su Qun asked in surprise.

"My taking over as Butler's head coach was purely a coincidence..."

"Just some books." Zhang Yu placed the cardboard box on the floor with effort, slit the seal with a utility knife, and checked the contents.

Su Qun watched him pick up thick English books, titles like "Detailed Explanation of Basic Basketball Tactics," "A New Interpretation of the History and Development of the Pick and Roll," and "NBA Rule Changes—Impact on Defense..."

"Just some books." Zhang Yu placed the cardboard box on the floor with effort, slit the seal with a utility knife, and checked the contents.

"Brother Su, there's a very authentic American barbecue restaurant near the school. I'll treat you tonight, how about we go there for a meal?" Zhang Yu asked after Su Qun had tidied up his things.

"Let's not for now. Business is important. Shall we chat first?" Su Qun waved his hands repeatedly.

Zhang Yu pondered for a moment and said:

Su Qun readily agreed. Under Zhang Yu's guidance, he toured Butler's campus, focusing on Hinkle Fieldhouse, the home court of the Bulldogs. They had lunch at a restaurant on campus.

"Alright, Xiao Zhang. But don't keep calling me 'Teacher.' I'm a few years older than you, so call me Brother Su."

"You're already a famous head coach all over America, why are you still reading such basic tactical books?" Su Qun asked in surprise.

Su Qun watched him pick up thick English books, titles like "Detailed Explanation of Basic Basketball Tactics," "A New Interpretation of the History and Development of the Pick and Roll," and "NBA Rule Changes—Impact on Defense..."

"Xiao Zhang, thank you for the interview. This trip was definitely worthwhile; I've gained a lot." At the end of the interview, Su Qun stopped the voice recorder and said sincerely.

Although he hadn't worked in the Chinese basketball scene, he could guess that, according to Chinese tradition, seniority was definitely a common practice.

Zhang Yu paused, continued to take books out of the cardboard box, and said softly:

"My taking over as Butler's head coach was purely a coincidence..."

In the afternoon, Zhang Yu took Su Qun for a tour of the school before returning to the office.

Su Qun walked into Zhang Yu's office, curiously observing the room of the youngest head coach in the NCAA.

"It's like wearing brocade at night to travel in disguise. I also have to thank the Basketball Pioneer for giving me a chance to be seen by fans back home." Zhang Yu said with a smile.

After taking the photos, Su Qun put the camera aside, placed the voice recorder on the table, and officially began the interview:

"Coach Z, I've heard a lot about you. You're famous all over America now." Su Qun shook Zhang Yu's hand and said with a smile.

No wonder this young man could make a name for himself alone in a foreign land. He was truly remarkable!

After all, he had done his homework before coming, reading many reports about Zhang Yu. The reviews from his American peers were not good.

"Let's not for now. Business is important. Shall we chat first?" Su Qun waved his hands repeatedly.

Zhang Yu paused, continued to take books out of the cardboard box, and said softly:

"You're already a famous head coach all over America, why are you still reading such basic tactical books?" Su Qun asked in surprise.

"My taking over as Butler's head coach was purely a coincidence..."

"Just some books." Zhang Yu placed the cardboard box on the floor with effort, slit the seal with a utility knife, and checked the contents.

Su Qun watched him pick up thick English books, titles like "Detailed Explanation of Basic Basketball Tactics," "A New Interpretation of the History and Development of the Pick and Roll," and "NBA Rule Changes—Impact on Defense..."

"Just some books." Zhang Yu placed the cardboard box on the floor with effort, slit the seal with a utility knife, and checked the contents.

"Brother Su, there's a very authentic American barbecue restaurant near the school. I'll treat you tonight, how about we go there for a meal?" Zhang Yu asked after Su Qun had tidied up his things.

"Let's not for now. Business is important. Shall we chat first?" Su Qun waved his hands repeatedly.

Zhang Yu pondered for a moment and said:

Su Qun readily agreed. Under Zhang Yu's guidance, he toured Butler's campus, focusing on Hinkle Fieldhouse, the home court of the Bulldogs. They had lunch at a restaurant on campus.

"Alright, Xiao Zhang. But don't keep calling me 'Teacher.' I'm a few years older than you, so call me Brother Su."

"You're already a famous head coach all over America, why are you still reading such basic tactical books?" Su Qun asked in surprise.

Su Qun watched him pick up thick English books, titles like "Detailed Explanation of Basic Basketball Tactics," "A New Interpretation of the History and Development of the Pick and Roll," and "NBA Rule Changes—Impact on Defense..."

"Xiao Zhang, thank you for the interview. This trip was definitely worthwhile; I've gained a lot." At the end of the interview, Su Qun stopped the voice recorder and said sincerely.

Although he hadn't worked in the Chinese basketball scene, he could guess that, according to Chinese tradition, seniority was definitely a common practice.

Zhang Yu paused, continued to take books out of the cardboard box, and said softly:

"My taking over as Butler's head coach was purely a coincidence..."

In the afternoon, Zhang Yu took Su Qun for a tour of the school before returning to the office.

Su Qun walked into Zhang Yu's office, curiously observing the room of the youngest head coach in the NCAA.

"It's like wearing brocade at night to travel in disguise. I also have to thank the Basketball Pioneer for giving me a chance to be seen by fans back home." Zhang Yu said with a smile.

After taking the photos, Su Qun put the camera aside, placed the voice recorder on the table, and officially began the interview:

"Coach Z, I've heard a lot about you. You're famous all over America now." Su Qun shook Zhang Yu's hand and said with a smile.

No wonder this young man could make a name for himself alone in a foreign land. He was truly remarkable!

After all, he had done his homework before coming, reading many reports about Zhang Yu. The reviews from his American peers were not good.

"Let's not for now. Business is important. Shall we chat first?" Su Qun waved his hands repeatedly.

Zhang Yu paused, continued to take books out of the cardboard box, and said softly:

"You're already a famous head coach all over America, why are you still reading such basic tactical books?" Su Qun asked in surprise.

"My taking over as Butler's head coach was purely a coincidence..."

"Just some books." Zhang Yu placed the cardboard box on the floor with effort, slit the seal with a utility knife, and checked the contents.

Su Qun watched him pick up thick English books, titles like "Detailed Explanation of Basic Basketball Tactics," "A New Interpretation of the History and Development of the Pick and Roll," and "NBA Rule Changes—Impact on Defense..."

"Just some books." Zhang Yu placed the cardboard box on the floor with effort, slit the seal with a utility knife, and checked the contents.

"Brother Su, there's a very authentic American barbecue restaurant near the school. I'll treat you tonight, how about we go there for a meal?" Zhang Yu asked after Su Qun had tidied up his things.

"Let's not for now. Business is important. Shall we chat first?" Su Qun waved his hands repeatedly.

Zhang Yu pondered for a moment and said:

Su Qun readily agreed. Under Zhang Yu's guidance, he toured Butler's campus, focusing on Hinkle Fieldhouse, the home court of the Bulldogs. They had lunch at a restaurant on campus.

"Alright, Xiao Zhang. But don't keep calling me 'Teacher.' I'm a few years older than you, so call me Brother Su."

"You're already a famous head coach all over America, why are you still reading such basic tactical books?" Su Qun asked in surprise.

Su Qun watched him pick up thick English books, titles like "Detailed Explanation of Basic Basketball Tactics," "A New Interpretation of the History and Development of the Pick and Roll," and "NBA Rule Changes—Impact on Defense..."

"Xiao Zhang, thank you for the interview. This trip was definitely worthwhile; I've gained a lot." At the end of the interview, Su Qun stopped the voice recorder and said sincerely.

Although he hadn't worked in the Chinese basketball scene, he could guess that, according to Chinese tradition, seniority was definitely a common practice.

Zhang Yu paused, continued to take books out of the cardboard box, and said softly:

"My taking over as Butler's head coach was purely a coincidence..."

In the afternoon, Zhang Yu took Su Qun for a tour of the school before returning to the office.

Su Qun walked into Zhang Yu's office, curiously observing the room of the youngest head coach in the NCAA.

"It's like wearing brocade at night to travel in disguise. I also have to thank the Basketball Pioneer for giving me a chance to be seen by fans back home." Zhang Yu said with a smile.

After taking the photos, Su Qun put the camera aside, placed the voice recorder on the table, and officially began the interview:

"Coach Z, I've heard a lot about you. You're famous all over America now." Su Qun shook Zhang Yu's hand and said with a smile.

No wonder this young man could make a name for himself alone in a foreign land. He was truly remarkable!

After all, he had done his homework before coming, reading many reports about Zhang Yu. The reviews from his American peers were not good.

"Let's not for now. Business is important. Shall we chat first?" Su Qun waved his hands repeatedly.

Zhang Yu paused, continued to take books out of the cardboard box, and said softly:

"You're already a famous head coach all over America, why are you still reading such basic tactical books?" Su Qun asked in surprise.

"My taking over as Butler's head coach was purely a coincidence..."

"Just some books." Zhang Yu placed the cardboard box on the floor with effort, slit the seal with a utility knife, and checked the contents.

Su Qun watched him pick up thick English books, titles like "Detailed Explanation of Basic Basketball Tactics," "A New Interpretation of the History and Development of the Pick and Roll," and "NBA Rule Changes—Impact on Defense..."

"Just some books." Zhang Yu placed the cardboard box on the floor with effort, slit the seal with a utility knife, and checked the contents.

"Brother Su, there's a very authentic American barbecue restaurant near the school. I'll treat you tonight, how about we go there for a meal?" Zhang Yu asked after Su Qun had tidied up his things.

"Let's not for now. Business is important. Shall we chat first?" Su Qun waved his hands repeatedly.

Zhang Yu pondered for a moment and said:

Su Qun readily agreed. Under Zhang Yu's guidance, "好嘞,小张,不过你也别一口一个老师了,我痴长你几岁,你叫我苏哥吧."

"你已经是闻名全美的主教练了,为什么还看这么基础的战术书?"苏群吃惊道.

苏群看着他拿起一本本厚重的英文书,书名都是诸如篮球基础战术详解,论挡拆的历史与发展新解,NBA规则变化--对防守的影响...

"小张,感谢你的采访,这一趟我可是来对了,大有所获啊."采访最后,苏群按停录音笔,诚恳的说道.

他虽然没有在国内篮球界混过,但猜也能猜到,按照中国的传统,论资排辈的现象肯定很常见.

张瑜顿了一下,继续从纸箱里把书拿出来,轻声道:

"我能接任巴特勒主教练的位置,纯属一个巧合..."

下午,张瑜带着苏群逛了学校一圈,回到办公室.

苏群走进张瑜的办公室,好奇地打量着这位NCAA最年轻主教练的房间.

"富贵不还乡,如锦衣夜行,我也得感谢篮球先锋报给我一个在国内球迷面前露脸的机会."张瑜笑道.

拍完照后,苏群将相机放在一边,打开录音笔放在桌子上,正式开始采访:

"Z教练,久闻大名,你现在可是名动全美啊."苏群握住张瑜的手,笑着说道.

怪不得这个年轻人能孤身一人在异国他乡闯出偌大名声,着实不简单啊!

毕竟他来之前也是做了功课,看了有关张瑜的很多报道,美国同行对他的风评可是欠佳.

"先不了吧,正事要紧,咱们要不先聊聊?"苏群连连摆手.

张瑜顿了一下,继续从纸箱里把书拿出来,轻声道:

"你已经是闻名全美的主教练了,为什么还看这么基础的战术书?"苏群吃惊道.

"我能接任巴特勒主教练的位置,纯属一个巧合..."

"一些书而已."张瑜将纸箱吃力的放在地板上,用小刀划开封条,查看起里面的东西.

苏群看着他拿起一本本厚重的英文书,书名都是诸如篮球基础战术详解,论挡拆的历史与发展新解,NBA规则变化--对防守的影响...

"一些书而已."张瑜将纸箱吃力的放在地板上,用小刀划开封条,查看起里面的东西.

"苏哥,学校附近有一家非常正宗的美式烤肉店,今天晚上我请客,咱们去和-图-书那儿吃一顿,怎么样?"张瑜待苏群收拾好东西后,出言相询.

"先不了吧,正事要紧,咱们要不先聊聊?"苏群连连摆手.

张瑜沉吟了一下,说道:

苏群欣然答应,在张瑜的引领下参观了巴特勒的校园,重点是斗牛犬队的主场欣克尔球馆,中午在校园内的餐厅吃了午饭.

"好嘞,小张,不过你也别一口一个老师了,我痴长你几岁,你叫我苏哥吧."

"你已经是闻名全美的主教练了,为什么还看这么基础的战术书?"苏群吃惊道.

苏群看着他拿起一本本厚重的英文书,书名都是诸如篮球基础战术详解,论挡拆的历史与发展新解,NBA规则变化--对防守的影响...

"小张,感谢你的采访,这一趟我可是来对了,大有所获啊."采访最后,苏群按停录音笔,诚恳的说道.

他虽然没有在国内篮球界混过,但猜也能猜到,按照中国的传统,论资排辈的现象肯定很常见.

张瑜顿了一下,继续从纸箱里把书拿出来,轻声道:

"我能接任巴特勒主教练的位置,纯属一个巧合..."

下午,张瑜带着苏群逛了学校一圈,回到办公室.

苏群走进张瑜的办公室,好奇地打量着这位NCAA最年轻主教练的房间.

"富贵不还乡,如锦衣夜行,我也得感谢篮球先锋报给我一个在国内球迷面前露脸的机会."张瑜笑道.

拍完照后,苏群将相机放在一边,打开录音笔放在桌子上,正式开始采访:

"Z教练,久闻大名,你现在可是名动全美啊."苏群握住张瑜的手,笑着说道.

怪不得这个年轻人能孤身一人在异国他乡闯出偌大名声,着实不简单啊!

毕竟他来之前也是做了功课,看了有关张瑜的很多报道,美国同行对他的风评可是欠佳.

"先不了吧,正事要紧,咱们要不先聊聊?"苏群连连摆手.

张瑜顿了一下,继续从纸箱里把书拿出来,轻声道:

"你已经是闻名全美的主教练了,为什么还看这么基础的战术书?"苏群吃惊道.

"我能接任巴特勒主教练的位置,纯属一个巧合..."

"一些书而已."张瑜将纸箱吃力的放在地板上,用小刀划开封条,查看起里面的东西.

苏群看着他拿起一本本厚重的英文书,书名都是诸如篮球基础战术详解,论挡拆的历史与发展新解,NBA规则变化--对防守的影响...

"一些书而已."张瑜将纸箱吃力的放在地板上,用小刀划开封条,查看起里面的东西.

"苏哥,学校附近有一家非常正宗的美式烤肉店,今天晚上我请客,咱们去和-图-书那儿吃一顿,怎么样?"张瑜待苏群收拾好东西后,出言相询.

"先不了吧,正事要紧,咱们要不先聊聊?"苏群连连摆手.

张瑜沉吟了一下,说道:

苏群欣然答应,在张瑜的引领下参观了巴特勒的校园,重点是斗牛犬队的主场欣克尔球馆,中午在校园内的餐厅吃了午饭.

"好嘞,小张,不过你也别一口一个老师了,我痴长你几岁,你叫我苏哥吧."

"你已经是闻名