"What are you looking at? Damn Asians, how many points did you get? It can't be only ten points!" Cam's temper seemed to be out of control. As a proud man, he has been going smoothly and unstoppably in the past six months. Suddenly, he became the laughing stock in front of everyone. This feeling was gnawing at his heart and bones, and it easily destroyed all his sanity.
Facing Cam, whose eyes were as red as a bullfight, Lu Ke took his time, turned to look at Marcus, and asked seriously, "Marcus, are you sure you're not dazzled? Cam's test score is not Eleven points?”
Marcus didn't know why, but he could catch the playful light in Lu Ke's eyes, so he also cooperated with the performance, "I'm not sure, how about I watch it again?"
"I think you must have read it wrong." Lu Ke nodded seriously, raised his first finger, and said extremely seriously, "Otherwise, how could he make such a stupid mistake? First, I am From the University of California, Los Angeles." It is not an easy matter to get admitted to a prestigious Ivy League school even with an athlete scholarship; what's more, Lu Ke was admitted based on his own ability, not an athlete scholarship.
Then, Lu Ke raised his second finger, "Second, I am Chinese, my SAT is 1,600 points, and my grade point is 3, which is the American College Entrance Examination, and the full score is 1,600 points; The full university grade point score is 4.0, which can reach 3.7, which is enough to apply for graduate students at any of the top ten prestigious universities in the United States.
Just now, Cam mentioned Lu Ke's Asian identity. In fact, there is racial discrimination hidden in it: Americans' biggest impression of Asians, especially Chinese, is that they are extremely good at mathematics and reading, but they are just dead. This stereotype of a nerd who reads books has become part of the discrimination.
As a Chinese, Lu Ke showed condescending IQ crushing. Among professional football players, let alone achieving excellent results, even passing the minimum standards of the NCAA is very difficult. If Cam hadn't been confused, he should have known that provoking Lu Ke on the Fonderrick test was definitely the stupidest choice.
Then, Lu Ke suddenly put down the two fingers of his right hand and shrugged, "Look, what on earth am I showing off to? Maybe he doesn't understand at all." That disdainful expression was like a right hook. The punch hit Cam hard on the cheek, and even the other bystanders couldn't help but let out "ouch" sounds of pain.
Cam's entire face turned livid, and even his dark skin couldn't conceal the stiff, dead look, which rolled up in layers like a stormy sea. His face looked worse than a vampire's; his lips were dead. Clenching her teeth tightly, she choked out a broken voice from between her teeth, "Damn..."
But before Cam could finish cursing, Marcus deliberately raised his voice and said, "Bambi, how many points did you score?" Marcus did it on purpose. He winked at Lu Ke and then said rhetorically , "You shouldn't have only scored eleven points, right? That's really ridiculous."
Marcus' playful ridicule caused other young people around to burst into laughter, and then Logan's exclamation came over, "Jesus Christ! Damn God! Jehovah, Buddha, and Allah! Lu Ke! Lu Ke! Mr. Ke!" Logan's voice was somewhat deformed, so sharp that it made everyone's scalp tingle. Easily, everyone looked at him with bewildered expressions on their faces.
Lu Ke turned his head, and then saw Logan standing up straight from behind him - obviously, he just bent down to peek at Lu Ke's qualification certificate. At this time, you can clearly see Logan's incredible shock and He was so ecstatic that the smile on Lu Ke's lips couldn't help but rise.
"Gentlemen, and gentlemen! Let us welcome with warm applause, the second player in the history of the NFL to receive a perfect score from Derek Vondrick: Lu Ke!" Logan raised his hands high as if he had won the game. In general, he raised his arms and cheered, and at the same time turned around and looked at everyone around him.
But the next second, Logan discovered that everyone around him was in shock, with stunned, dull faces, and silence. Everyone in the whole room was frozen in place, and even their little fingers could not move. , fell directly into a state of panic, with eyes full of disbelief and disbelief, making time and space freeze.
Including Cam Newton.
Logan looked left and right, thinking that no one believed in him, so he bent down, took out the qualification certificate from Lu Ke's hand, and held it up high, "Look, fifty points, full score, Lu Ke ! This is the quarterback next to me, from UCLA!"
"Wow!" The sound of gasping came over, and the next second, everyone began to cheer and get excited. They rushed up one by one, slapping and hitting Lu Ke's shoulders hard, "Brother, you are so awesome Awesome!" "Man, how did you do that?" "Jesus Christ, are you Einstein? What the hell is going on?" "I can't believe it, I really can't believe it"...
Bustling sighs could be heard all the time. Before Lu Ke had time to react, he was caught in a gust of wind and rain. Before he had time to prepare, he was standing under the spotlight.
JJ-Watt pushed open the door of the test room, still holding his qualification certificate in his hand, and then saw a scene of a party in front of him. He blinked his eyes with a look of shock on his face, not understanding what was going on.
I looked around and saw a stunned player standing on my right. He was the only one in the field who wasn't jumping, shouting or screaming. He was actually a familiar face, Cam Newton. Watt naturally knew the new Heisman Trophy winner, so he bumped Cam's shoulder in a friendly way, "Man, what the hell is going on here?"
Cam suddenly raised his head and stared at Watt with sharp and terrifying eyes, as if he had sworn hatred.
"Fifty points! Haha! More than double the 21 points!" Marcus ran over triumphantly, spinning in circles in front of Cam, "Hey, no, I must be stupid. This It can't be compared like this. One has just passed and the other has perfect scores. This is the real difference. With twenty-one points, he is still suitable for being a running back. Well, he is indeed a natural running back!"
After saying that, Marcus ignored Cam and turned around to leave.
The next second, Watt discovered that Cam's gloomy eyes were releasing a devouring light, as if they were about to tear everyone in front of him into pieces in the next second. Watt, who didn't understand why, frowned and said, "Brother, what's your expression? If you feel unwell, go see a doctor." It was an ordinary sentence without any edge, but it still expressed Watt's dissatisfaction.
Cam puffed up his chest and clenched his fists, only to find that Watt was even stronger than him—the two were the same height, but Watt weighed a full 289 pounds (131 kilograms), which was one stronger than Cam. The size and the muscles like hills unreasonably knocked Cam's momentum back.
Cam couldn't help but grit his teeth and felt ashamed, but he was helpless. He viciously smashed his fist against the wall, then kicked the iron frame next to him hard, turned around and left angrily. He had to leave, leave this room full of shame and embarrassment, otherwise he didn't know what he would do.
Among the crowd, Cam took a glance, and then saw Lu Ke, who was like a star holding the moon, with a decent and friendly smile on his face, and he high-fived every player in an approachable manner. The atmosphere was so lively. An unknown fire shot up from his lower abdomen, and there was a hint of hatred deep in his eyes. The irresolvable hatred was formed at this moment.
Then, he turned around and left.
Watt frowned and looked at Cam's leaving figure. He didn't understand why. Then he walked towards Lu Ke and reminded him in a friendly manner, "Brother, is there any conflict between you and Cam Newton? His expression doesn't look right. No matter what, you'd better pay attention. In the rookie training camp, there are some players with poor moral character who resort to all kinds of dirty tricks."
Lu Ke looked around, but couldn't find Cam. He looked away and smiled at Watt, "Thank you for reminding me. It's hard to guard against villains. Although I don't quite understand why the Heisman Award winner is with me. There's a fight, but I hope it's not because of racial issues." That humorous tone made Watt laugh.
On the football field, you are either a comrade or an enemy, and Cam obviously belongs to the latter.
"So, what are you celebrating?" Watt then realized and looked around. In just this little gap in chatting, there were people around who came over to high-five Lu Ke, which made Watt more and more confused.
Lu Ke shrugged and said lightly, "I just got full marks in the Feng Derek test."
Watt raised his eyebrows, and then patted Lu Ke's shoulder hard. The palm like a cattail fan was so powerful that Lu Ke immediately grinned, "Wow, you are the legendary genius! Are you sure? Want to go to Harvard?"
"If this draft is unsuccessful, I will pay a visit." Lu Ke also said seriously, making Watt laugh happily again.
In just half a day, the entire rookie training camp heard that this year there was the second player in history to score full marks in the Vondrick test, and he was also a quarterback. At this time, the team managers, scouts, and reporters all became excited and began to inquire around curiously——
The name "Lu Ke" appeared in the rookie training camp for the first time in such an unexpected way. Coupled with the identity of the Chinese-American quarterback, gradually, the rumors began to increase:
The biggest contributor to UCLA's second defeat of USC in ten years; the key player in bringing the Rose Bowl back to UCLA for the first time in 25 years; the team's coach until the first official game. Sparring partner; the university only participated in two games...
All of these are filled with a mythical and miraculous color. Regardless of whether people like it or not, and regardless of whether people recognize it or not, it is undeniable that this Chinese-American quarterback with no information, no records, and no history is becoming the focus of heated discussion.
