“You’d better pray you hit every single shot, old man,” Wang Zhelin said, spreading his massive arms as he locked his eyes on the basketball in McDonald’s hands.
“Because if you miss once, you won’t touch this ball again.” McDonald sneered, but inwardly his heart sank.
Wang Zhelin’s 227 cm wingspan created a suffocating defensive canopy over his field of vision.
On the second possession, McDonald attempted his shoulder bump again, but Wang Zhelin anchored his lower body firmly into the hardwood.
Unable to create separation, McDonald was forced into an awkward, fading mid-range jumper as the 14-second shot clock expired.
Clang!
The ball rattled off the back of the rim.
“Your ball,” McDonald grunted, tossing the ball over.
“Pay attention,” Wang Zhelin said smoothly as he caught the pass at the top of the key.
Moving to the left wing, Wang Zhelin turned his back to the basket and initiated a post-up.
Channeling his heavy upper-body frame, he delivered a sharp, crushing backdown into McDonald’s chest.
Despite bracing for impact, the sheer physical force sent McDonald’s knees buckling.
Taking instant advantage of the leverage, Wang Zhelin pivoted off his right foot, took two wide strides into the paint, and threw down a thunderous two-handed dunk that rattled the backboard.
Landing softly, Wang Zhelin raised his right index finger, slowly wagging it side to side in front of McDonald.
“If that’s all you’ve got, game over.” Over the next five minutes, the single-possession drill turned into a complete blowout.
Utilizing his physical advantage inside, quick drop-steps, and stifling defensive length, Wang Zhelin scored nine consecutive baskets without giving up a single possession.
Final score: 10–1.
A shell-shocked McDonald slunk off the floor and out of the gymnasium in total silence, his European veteran pride thoroughly shattered.
With McDonald out of the picture, the Fujian management turned their full attention to formalizing Wang Zhelin’s contract.
Under standard CBA regulations, domestic players entering through club youth systems sign Category A (Type A) rookie contracts, ranging from one to four years, with a guaranteed minimum annual salary of 120,000 RMB.
Wang Changhai quietly hoped his son would sign a four-year deal, securing long-term stability for his professional career.
“Zelin, what contract length are you aiming for?” Head Coach Fan Bin asked, opening the contract folder.
Wang Zhelin looked up calmly.
“One year.” “One year?!” The entire room—Fan Bin, Ma Lianbao, Wu Bolan, and even his father—stared at him in complete disbelief.
“I plan to declare for the 2012 NBA Draft next year,” Wang Zhelin stated directly.
“So I’m only signing for one season.” “Zelin, listen to reason,” Ma Lianbao urged gently.
“The NBA’s standard age threshold for international players is nineteen.
Even if you turn eighteen next year, spending a few years developing in the CBA is the logical path.
Yao Ming didn’t enter the NBA until he was twenty-two, and Yi Jianlian was nearly twenty.” Wang Zhelin listened respectfully, but his mindset remained firm.
With his system progression active, his attribute total would easily break past the 60+ threshold before the CBA season concluded.
Dominating domestic competition for four years offered diminishing returns—what he needed most was the massive stage and Fan Value generated by taking the torch as China’s next premier NBA prospect.