Chapter 155 China Trip

Hearing the words "China trip," Tang Tian felt a stir in his heart.

He had been transmigrated for more than two years, and he hadn't returned to China once.

The parents of this body also occasionally contacted him.

Although there was no real family relationship, and although the true owner of this body was dead, since he had transmigrated, he had to take some basic responsibilities.

Tang Tian agreed to the China trip request and made a phone call to this body's parents, telling them that he would return to China.

The parents on the other end were very excited.

Tang Tian also felt emotional after hanging up the phone. He had also been a parent and knew the importance of children.

He said goodbye to Walker, packed his luggage, and then went to the airport with Fagan.

Outside the airport, they met with the Nike people and then boarded the plane back to China.

The China trip was a brand promotion event, and generally only brand spokespersons, like Kobe and Iverson, would have one.

Or at least they had to be popular stars, otherwise it would be embarrassing if there weren't even any fans there.

Tang Tian was an exception. As a Chinese player playing in the NBA, he had just won the NBA championship as a starter and key rotation player.

In China alone, his popularity was now actually higher than Yi Jianlian's.

"When we arrive in China, we'll meet with Yi first, and he will join us for the China trip. This China trip has three stops: Beijing, then Shanghai, and Guangdong. During the event, we will find some children to compete with you, and the theme is basketball dreams..."

On the plane, the Nike staff was telling him about some of the details of the event.

Tang Tian's English was excellent, so he didn't need a translator. He listened and nodded.

In addition to Fagan, he also brought Carl with him this time.

Carl was quickly taking notes on paper.

Carl was careful and meticulous, and in addition to photography, Tang Tian also intended to train him as his assistant.

Bringing him on this China trip was also a trial run.

After sleeping on the plane, it quickly landed at Beijing Capital International Airport.

As soon as Tang Tian came out of the exit, he found hundreds of fans waiting outside to greet him.

This scene was a bit beyond his expectations.

In his previous life as a godfather, he had won many championships, but he had never encountered this kind of situation before.

But that was the difference between a player and a coach.

No matter how young a coach was, the profession was not so easy to get close to. After all, subconsciously, coaches were mostly older people.

But players were different, and they gave people a more approachable feeling.

Tang Tian casually glanced around and noticed that a large proportion of the fans who came to pick him up were female fans.

The number of female fans was already small, so it seemed that he had captured a large part of them.

Tang Tian treated fans carefully when he was abroad, and he treated them the same when he returned to China, interacting with them and basically fulfilling every request.

Fortunately, the Nike people knew Tang Tian's style and had already reserved this time.

After finally taking a group photo with the fans, Tang Tian got into the car and left.

"Your patience has earned you a lot of fans."

In the car, Fagan gave Tang Tian a thumbs up with a smile.

When they went to San Antonio, he thought that Tang Tian's patience with every fan was unnecessary.

But over the past year or so, including the scene he just saw, Tang Tian had moved him with his actions.

Tang Tian smiled and said nothing, but turned his gaze to the outside of the car.

The tall buildings, the dense rows of houses, and the bustling traffic.

These scenes in China gave him an indescribable sense of intimacy.

The car arrived at the hotel, Tang Tian put down his luggage, and he met Yi Jianlian again at the hotel.

The two big men bumped fists and hugged.

Because some tips he had given in the past had allowed Yi Jianlian to stay in the NBA, Yi Jianlian now had a lot of respect for Tang Tian.

The group went out for lunch, rested for a while after eating, and then went straight to the event venue.

The event was held at a streetball court, and the sidelines were already packed with people.

Tang Tian's popularity was really much higher than he had imagined.

"Let us welcome with the warmest applause, NBA San Antonio Spurs champion, the Godfather who stole James' game-winning shot, Tang~~Tian!!"

When the host introduced him in a very playful way, the cheers at the scene exploded.

"Godfather! Godfather!"

The fans shouted Tang Tian's nickname in unison, and the scene was slightly spectacular.

He had won a championship and made so many key and even game-winning shots, which Yao Ming had never done.

Moreover, Tang Tian was just a rookie, and his performance was even more dazzling than Yao Ming's rookie season.

Surpass? Although it was a bit exaggerated to say it now, at least he had the potential.

So this kind of crazy scene was actually completely reasonable.

Feeling the enthusiasm of the fans, Tang Tian couldn't help but think of Huang Zhen, the official from the Chinese Basketball Association.

These fans made him feel a strong urge to give up everything and fight for the country.

The event started soon.

Nike had really put their heart into it this time. They had prepared in advance and selected many promising ten-year-old boys from Beijing.

First was their individual showcase.

These little boys dribbled, shot, and did everything in a very professional manner, drawing cheers from the fans and applause from Tang Tian.

These were the new hopes of Chinese basketball.

In addition to applauding, Tang Tian also paid attention to the children, and two of them were very attractive to him.

One was a child who looked eleven or twelve years old, and his skills were really good, standing out among everyone.

The other was younger, looking only eight or nine years old, and he was dressed poorly, and it was obvious that he had not received professional training.

But he was very hardworking, the kind of hard work that you could feel at a glance.

At the end of the showcase, they all introduced themselves.

"My name is Wang Quanze, and I am currently studying at Beijing No. 4 High School. I currently play center and power forward on the team, but I have the skills of a small forward. My dream is to be able to play in the NBA like the Godfather and Ah Lian."

The eleven- or twelve-year-old boy spoke with a lot of presence, especially when he said he wanted to play in the NBA, the cheers and whistles from the sidelines exploded.

Having a dream, no matter how distant, was not scary. What was scary was not daring to think about it.

"If you have a dream, go chase it."

Tang Tian smiled and gave Wang Quanze a thumbs up.

This also drew applause from the fans on the sidelines.

Compared to Wang Quanze, the other boy that Tang Tian was paying attention to seemed much more shy and nervous, and he even stuttered a bit when he spoke.

But he said a lot.

When he finished speaking, Tang Tian was stunned.

"My name is Lin Yi, and I am a child from the mountain area of Chengdu. Our whole school is a fan of the Godfather.

Our TV signal is not good there, but our principal said that when the Olympics come, the school will install a large satellite TV receiver.

That way, we can see the Godfather playing in the Olympics."