"Not bad!"
Chen Yu patted Westbrook's arm.
The kid was pretty built, all lean muscle.
For him to have a growth spurt and go from a player eliminated in the open tryouts to a McDonald's All-American was quite the comeback story.
This was exactly the outcome Chen Yu had hoped for. It was the entire purpose of that show and the meaning behind distributing those souvenir sets.
He hoped that more and more talented players like Westbrook would find the right training methods and cash in on their potential.
Chen Yu suddenly had an idea: he wanted to write a book.
Famous people, after they got older, would often write a book—an autobiography or something—to brag a little about themselves and make some money on the side.
As for money, Chen Yu had plenty.
He didn't need the fame, either.
