Three years ago, Chen Mo was the MVP of the provincial high school league, a talented point guard averaging 30 points per game. A car accident, a broken right hand, and his parents' tears made him lock his basketball shoes deep in the cabinet. He thought he would study, fall in love, graduate like ordinary people, and keep the proudest time in his life rotten in his stomach. It wasn't until the first day of college that he met Lin Yue. She smiled with crooked eyes and would secretly stuff a candy into his hand while he was reading. Chen Mo thought he had met the right person, but when he passed by the basketball court that day, Lin Yue's eyes followed a dribbling figure for a long time. She took away the sports student's WeChat account, and then one rainy evening, she sat across from Chen Mo and said, "Let's break up. What I like is someone who can play ball." Chen Mo didn't say anything, and returned to the dormitory, digging out a pair of dusty sneakers from under the bed. He touched the scar on his right hand and dialed the number he had not contacted in three years: "Brother, help me find a trainer." The genius who was once called "once in ten years" by the provincial team coach is back.
