The head coach's office of Butler University is not far from Hinkle Arena, but Zhang Yu arrived at the arena in just 5 minutes.

This is the home ground of the Bulldogs and the team's training venue, which can accommodate more than 10,000 people to watch the game.

Although this far exceeds the number of students at Butler University, which is more than 4,000, Indiana, as the place with the strongest basketball atmosphere in the United States, has no shortage of fans.

Every game day, many local fans come to Hinkle Arena to cheer for the Bulldogs together with the students of the school.

When Zhang Yu walked into the arena, training had already begun, and the players were conducting different trainings under the guidance of the coaching staff.

As an NCAA first-level team with a long history, although the Bulldogs' past results are very pale, their professionalism is unquestionable.

"Quick, quick, quick! Don't hesitate, make decisions quickly..." Stevens was clapping his hands and shouting, staring at a group of players doing dribbling and passing training. He saw Zhang Yu and asked him

He said hello, "Ronan, you are finally here."

When the players heard Stevens' words, they all turned to look at Zhang Yu.

"Ronan, you're actually late. I've never seen you late before!" Bulldogs starting small forward Mike Green joked.

"Mike, how dare you call the coach by his name, coach, let him be the substitute!" This is the substitute small forward Julian Beko, whose biggest wish is to become the main player of the team.

"Ronan, we are all waiting for your arrival." Stevens smiled.

Other assistant coaches also came over to say hello to Zhang Yu.

Their names come to Zhang Yu's mind - Matthew Graves, Brandon Miller, Terry Johnson, and Brad Stevens, who together form his assistant coaching team.

"Ronan, Brad said you're feeling a little unwell, are you feeling better?" Matthew Graves came over.

He is a black man with a bald head and a gentle smile on his face. He is responsible for the team's player recruitment.

"It's okay. I feel better now than ever before." Zhang Yu looked around and saw concern and worry in everyone's eyes.

This is one of the two valuable assets left to him by his original self, which is the good interpersonal relationships within the team.

Another great asset is naturally his solid and profound theoretical knowledge of basketball tactics.

"Ronan, say something." Stevens suddenly suggested.

Others also looked at Zhang Yu expectantly.

Zhang Yu thought for a moment, then came to the middle of the crowd, and the others automatically formed a circle.

"Everyone is familiar with me, so I don't need to introduce myself, right? After all, I am the youngest assistant coach in the history of Butler University, oh, and now I am the youngest head coach." As soon as Zhang Yu opened his mouth, everyone showed goodwill.

of laughter.

"I haven't been on the team for long, even shorter than juniors like Mike and Julian," Zhang Yu looked at Julian Beko and Mike Green, "not to mention compared with Steven and Matthew.

, I know that some players will question my ability to coach the team, which is normal. How can this young man from the East understand basketball? Maybe he can't even dribble well."

The crowd burst into laughter again.

"We have all seen your talent for a long time." Matthew Graves interjected loudly.

Others also nodded. It was precisely because Zhang Yu showed outstanding professional ability and arranged the team's tactics in an orderly manner that Likrit admired him so much. These players and assistant coaches supported him to take over Liklit's position.

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"Very good, thank you all for your recognition," Zhang Yu said with a smile, "It seems that I have a good chance of getting my 300,000 yuan. Thank God, I finally have money. Do any of you want to go on vacation in Hawaii?"

"Coach, I want to go!" Julian Beko shouted, raising his hands.

"Very good. When I go on vacation, I will definitely send you the most beautiful postcard."

Zhang Yu's words triggered a third burst of laughter.

Stevens looked at Zhang Yu in surprise. He and Zhang Yu had the best relationship. They often watched games together and discussed tactics, and he also knew Zhang Yu best.

In the past, Zhang Yu focused all his energy on the study of basketball tactics and was a bit boring. Building a good relationship with players and assistant coaches relied on his enthusiasm for helping others and his solid work ability. But today, Zhang Yu appears to be extremely humorous.

Very different from before.

"I am very sad about Coach Licrit's unfortunate injury. I will never forget Coach Licrit's help to me. He broke the prejudice and gave me the opportunity to coach the Bulldogs." Zhang Yu's expression suddenly became solemn.

, the others also restrained their laughter.

"I have to admit that the past history of the Bulldogs is a bit pale. Compared with giants like North Carolina and Michigan State, even those bastards from Indiana University, we can't compare." Zhang Yu recalled the memories of his original body.

He spoke.

The players' mood became a little low.

The Bulldogs' past results are indeed lackluster, but the team is a mortal enemy of the powerful Indiana State University, which is also in the Horizon League. Every time they meet, they will be ridiculed by their opponents.

"But fortunately, the school is no longer satisfied with the current situation of the team. They did not choose an outstanding coach with 'qualifications' after coach Likrit was injured," Zhang Yu's voice gradually increased, "but let me take over.

As a head coach, I hope I can bring changes."

"Are you satisfied with only playing the regular season every season and watching Indiana University shine on the March Madness stage?" Zhang Yu asked loudly.

"No! I don't want to be pointed at in school anymore and told behind my back that I'm a waste!"

“I want to play March Madness too!”

"I've had enough of the smug smiles from those idiots at Indiana University!"

The players were very excited and expressed their bitterness. As players of a weak team, they had encountered too many unsatisfactory things.

Several assistant coaches looked at each other and saw unwillingness in each other's eyes.

If they are assistant coaches of a wealthy team like Duke or North Carolina and accumulate a few years of experience, they are likely to receive coaching invitations from other universities.

But with the Bulldogs, it's hard for them to break into March Madness, almost no one will pay attention to them, and they can only be an assistant coach forever.

Zhang Yu raised his hand and pressed it. The players stopped talking and he continued:

"Why can we only watch others play March Madness and enjoy the attention of the United States, while we can only leave in despair after the regular season? Our training is not any easier than others!"

"I want to see the scenery of March Madness. I want to become a great coach that attracts everyone's attention. I want to leave my name in the history of the NCAA. Do you want to come with me to see how great March Madness is?

crazy?"

"Think!" the players' voices were deafening.

"Very good, train hard, I will arrange the most suitable tactics for you, select the best starters, and lead you to compete in March Madness!" Zhang Yu waved his hand and said firmly.

Zhang Yu raised his right hand in the air. Everyone understood and put their hands on his, and he shouted:

"3,2,1, Bulldog, let`s go!"

"Bulldog, let`s go!" Everyone shouted in unison and dispersed for training.

Looking at the high-spirited players, Zhang Yu smiled.

"Bah bang bang."

There was a burst of applause. Zhang Yu turned around and saw a middle-aged black man nearly 2 meters tall standing next to Stevens and looking at him:

"Ronan, your speech is very exciting."

"Mr. Shrewsbury, I just expressed my truest thoughts." Zhang Yu stepped forward and shook hands with the black man.

He is Micah Shrewsberry, the director of basketball operations at Butler University. He was a former Bulldog player and is now responsible for all basketball affairs at Butler University. He signed the head coaching contract with Zhang Yu before.

"Call me Micah," Micah Shrewsbury said with emotion. "The Bulldogs have not entered the championship for four consecutive years. None of these kids have experienced the life-and-death feeling of March Madness.

It’s so wonderful that once you experience it, you will never forget it.”

"Micah, they will realize it soon." Zhang Yu said with a smile.

"Are you really sure to lead the team into the championship?" Micah Shrewsbury stared closely at Zhang Yu.

Zhang Yu spoke without hesitation:

"Of course, this is my duty."

Micah Shrewsbury turned his eyes to the Bulldogs players and whispered:

"Although the team only signed a one-year contract with you, the operations department is under tremendous pressure. Some directors believe that an assistant coach with more qualifications from a wealthy family should be invited to take over Likrit's position."

"I will always bear in mind the trust placed in me by the Basketball Operations Department and the Director." Zhang Yu's expression was very sincere.

To be able to let a 23-year-old Chinese serve as the head coach of an NCAA Division I team, no matter how much Licrit's reputation is, the basketball operations department and Micah Shrewsberry definitely played a key role in it.

"This is also a judgment we made after comprehensive evaluation. You are an excellent coach and I believe this decision is correct."

Michael Shrewsbury praised Zhang Yu a few words, and then changed his tone:

"But, you also know, Indianapolis is a more traditional city, and some people on the board of directors don't respect people of different colors and ethnicities like I do. If you can't achieve good enough results..."

He didn't finish his words, but Zhang Yu understood what he meant.

"Isn't it enough to enter the championship?" Zhang Yu frowned slightly.

Micah Shrewsbury sighed:

"In the United States, white people can get 100% of the results by putting in 90% of their efforts, while African Americans need to put in 120% of their efforts, Latinos need to put in 150% of their efforts, and Asians need to put in 200% of their efforts, and even more

Besides, you are not an American."

Zhang Yu was speechless for a moment, and the two fell silent.

In the United States, anti-racial discrimination is absolutely politically correct, but racial discrimination exists in every inch of this country, and Asians are at the bottom of this chain of racial discrimination.

Micah Shrewsbury's words are not alarmist. In his original memories, there are too many experiences of being discriminated against after coming to the United States.

"What requirements does the board of directors have for the team's performance in the new season?" Zhang Yu asked.

Micah hesitated and said:
Chapter completed!