Sun Hao rushed back to Madrid the same day his tryout ended.
After returning to Madrid, he immediately resumed training in the system.
He had to make up in the system for what he had missed during those two days of tryouts.
It wasn't easy to become a genius in real life, either.
After shooting like crazy in the system, Sun Hao was completely exhausted and fell asleep the moment he lay down.
The next day, he was awakened by a knock at the door.
Being woken up in the morning gave him a terrible temper, especially after working so hard last night. Couldn't a man get some proper sleep?
"It's me. Open up!"
But when he heard Fernandez's voice, all his anger vanished.
After all, little Rudy was a brother who had been scammed alongside him in Italy.
He got up and went to open the door without even putting on his pants or shirt.
"Look what I brought you."
The moment the door opened, Fernandez waved the item in his hand.
It was a box of videotapes.
"This early in the morning... what is this?"
Sun Hao took it, utterly puzzled.
Island action movies? The early bird catches the worm?
"They were sent over by the NBA. Firsthand stuff."
Fernandez had no idea what Sun Hao was thinking so early in the morning, but he quickly explained.
Sun Hao instantly woke up at those words. Smiling broadly, he hurriedly dragged Fernandez into the room.
Broadband had yet to become widespread in 2000. Data transmission was extremely inconvenient at the time, especially across national borders.
In the era Sun Hao had lived in before, there were live broadcasts, replays, recordings, and videos everywhere if you wanted to watch a game.
But in this era, watching a live broadcast was