What? The trainer is warming up.

Chapter 1 Rookie Trainer

A ray of sunlight streamed through the window, and Qin Yu, lying in the rented room, squinted his eyes, unwilling to wake up, because it felt like a dream.

The time-travel dream that only appears in novels and TV dramas actually happened to him, which is incredible.

But after a day of repeated verification, he had to accept the fact that he had transmigrated into the body of a twenty-year-old with the same name as him, but with a completely different identity, and was in the United States, a foreign country.

"The past life, everything from the past, is gone."

Qin Yu murmured.

Although he hadn't had a great life in the past, suddenly becoming a different person, in a completely new environment, and living a different life left him feeling somewhat lost.

"Here we go, come with me..."

The phone suddenly rang; it was "Rocketeer," a collaboration between Asian boy band Far East Movement and Ryan Tedder, lead singer of Onerepublic.

Qin Yu sat up subconsciously. This song was not only his current ringtone, but also the ringtone he used to use.

Even their phone ringtones are the same?

What a coincidence!

He picked up his phone and saw a name that was both familiar and unfamiliar, because he had inherited the body's memories along with it.

He pressed the answer button, and a roar came from the other end: "Qin Yu, I'm only giving you twenty minutes. If you can't show up in front of me in twenty minutes, you're dead."

"Fuck, did you hear me?"

"Why aren't you answering me? Do you want to get fired, you bastard...?"

A barrage of roars and curses came crashing down on him. Qin Yu frowned, replied with a "fuck," and hung up the phone.

Damn, isn't it just a job for an assistant trainer?

I'm quitting.

As soon as he hung up the phone, the landlord came to collect the rent, which almost made Qin Yu collapse. Other people take off immediately after transmigrating, but I was unemployed and homeless after transmigrating.

After seeing the landlord off with a forced smile, Qin Yu took a deep breath, went back to his room, grabbed his phone, put on his shoes, and rushed out the door as fast as he could—well, to avoid ending up on the streets, he had to be a beast of burden!

The bad news is that Qin Yu doesn't have a car and has to drive.

The good news is that Qin Yu is 194cm tall, a former NCAA player, tall with long legs, and runs incredibly fast. Also, his place of residence is not far from the training facility.

......

Fifteen minutes later.

Looking at the magnificent arena in front of him, Qin Yu suddenly felt a little dazed. He didn't know if he was lucky or unlucky to have transmigrated into the body of a cow or a horse, but this cow or horse was an assistant trainer under Jason, the chief trainer of the Trail Blazers.

That's right.

Before him stood the Rose Garden Arena, a famous sports arena in Portland, home of the Portland Trail Blazers, one of the NBA teams. However, although the home arena and the team's training arena are both located here, they are not the same place.

The home stadium is generally used for matches or other events and can be opened to the public.

The training arena is not open to the public and is only used by the Trail Blazers players for their daily training. It is not as luxurious as the home arena and does not have as many seats (the Trail Blazers' home arena can accommodate 20,000 spectators), but it has more standard facilities to facilitate the players' individual training.

This is the Rose Garden Arena.

Qin Yu took a deep breath and suddenly felt that time travel wasn't so bad after all.

At least as one of the Trail Blazers' trainers, I get to get up close and personal with NBA stars that I used to only see on TV.

He flashed his work ID and walked into the stadium with practiced ease, encountering no problems along the way. However, many people seemed rather indifferent to Qin Yu. Some of them Qin Yu remembered, but they didn't even greet him when they met.

As I arrived at the training facility, I heard a familiar voice even before I went inside.

"Bang bang... swish swish..."

"Hey bro, I've been standing in the corner for about ten seconds."

"Jerry, what are you doing? Why did you choose a layup instead of a dunk? Are you afraid you won't be able to breathe if you jump too high?"

The sound of the basketball hitting the floor, the sound of the basketball scraping against the net after a basket, the shouts of the players, the scolding of the coach...

The various sounds mixed together stirred up Qin Yu's memories.

Before he traveled through time, he joined a local youth team during his teenage years. The competition in the youth team was fierce, and his physical talent was not outstanding. Fortunately, he was hardworking and had a high basketball IQ. Over the years, he honed his skills and ability to read the game, and gradually began to stand out in the youth team.

However, his good fortune was short-lived. He suffered a major injury during a match, and after recovering, his athletic ability declined, thus ending his path to a professional career.

A year later, Qin Yu had to say goodbye to his beloved basketball.

From his teenage years to his youth, Qin Yu's love for basketball and his unwavering dream of becoming a professional player kept him going. However, he never got to step onto the professional court before retiring, and ultimately had to leave with regret and disappointment.

"Qin Yu, you idiot, why are you only arriving now? Do you want to get fired?"

A harsh voice interrupted Qin Yu's recollection.

Accompanying the sound was a white man, about forty years old, with a muscular build, thinning hair, and a face full of flesh with a ferocious expression, like a wild boar from the wilderness.

This is Jay Jensen, the Trail Blazers' head trainer.

An NBA team consists of more than just the dozen or so players on the court (usually 15+2) and the coaches sitting on the sidelines, as well as a large number of staff.

This includes a team of trainers, a medical team, an operations team, a logistics team, and so on...

比如运营团队，从总经理办公室（20-25人）、销售部（12-20人）、市场部（10-12人），到宣传部、客服部、季票运营部等。

Each department has its own responsibilities, and all of them have a considerable number of employees.

In addition, there are support departments such as the Community Department, Public Relations Department, and Business Development Department, as well as the "Match Day" team, which is only needed on match days, including referees, technicians, on-site staff, and caddies.

Even the management of training equipment is handled by a small team.

An NBA team's training team typically consists of 2-4 people (some teams may have even more). They are responsible for players' physical training (such as strength and conditioning coaches), technical guidance (such as shooting coaches), and tactical guidance (such as tactical adaptation analysts).

For example, a strength and conditioning coach is mainly responsible for coordinating players' strength training, physical recovery, and injury prevention.

In the past, the role of a strength and conditioning trainer was more like that of a "team doctor" or "massage therapist," mainly responsible for treating sprains, applying ice, and post-game relaxation.

However, with the development of basketball, strength and conditioning coaches not only have to take on the work of "post-game treatment", but also need to assist players in injury rehabilitation training, as well as health monitoring and injury prevention.

As a result, the number of trainers will increase, and naturally, the number of trainers will also increase.

The Trail Blazers now have a total of five trainers, including three strength and conditioning coaches, which is higher than the league average, mainly because the team has had too many injuries this season.

In July, Jeff Mills underwent hand surgery and is expected to be sidelined for 4-6 months.

In September, Pendergraf underwent hip surgery and is expected to be sidelined for 10-12 weeks.

In October, Nicolas Batum underwent surgery on his right shoulder and is expected to be sidelined for five months.

In November, Travis Outlaw underwent surgery for a fractured left foot and is expected to be sidelined for 3-5 months.

In December, Greg Oden underwent surgery for a fractured patella in his left knee, ending his season...

It's only December now, and only a third of the regular season has been played, yet the team is already plagued by injuries, causing headaches for the coaching staff and keeping the training team very busy.

Qin Yu felt a surge of disgust upon seeing Jason.

This guy is an absolute bastard. He's short-tempered, harsh on his subordinates, and especially unfriendly to Qin Yu, a Chinese man with yellow skin and black hair.

In the past, Qin Yu would only passively accept his fate, swallowing his grievances and eventually being overwhelmed by negative energy. But the current Qin Yu is not so easy to bully.

"Jay Jensen".

Qin Yu looked at Jensen with eyes like knives, "If you can't control your foul mouth, I don't mind tearing it to shreds. You can try if you don't believe me."

As he spoke, Qin Yu was already stretching his muscles.

For a moment, Jason wondered if he had misheard. He looked at Qin Yu in disbelief, having never seen Qin Yu speak to him like that before.

This is the first time.

Honest people always accept things as they are.

But if one day this honest man suddenly stares at you with a murderous look and warns you in a sharp tone, most people will feel a chill down their spine.

At this moment, Jason felt a chill run down his spine. His lips moved, but he didn't dare to let out the curse that was on the tip of his tongue.

Damn it.

Jason muttered angrily. He didn't know why he was afraid of this yellow-skinned idiot, but Qin Yu gave him a dangerous feeling, as if he had become a different person.

Is this still the same Qin Yu?

"Hey, you'll be in charge of Greg's rehabilitation training."

In the end, Jensen changed his tone. He was annoyed with his momentary cowardice, but after thinking about it, he couldn't bring himself to fire Qin Yu.

Although Qin Yu is still a "newcomer", he graduated early from LIU (Long Island University) at the age of 20 with a bachelor's degree in "exercise science" and obtained CPR/AED certificates, as well as NSCA-CPT certificates (professional certified trainer with professional physical training knowledge and skills) certified by NSCA (National Strength & Conditioning Association).

The key issue is that Qin Yu asked for a very low salary.

A typical trainer's annual salary is around $90,000 to $140,000, while Qin Yu's annual salary is only $32,000, leaving him with just over $20,000 after taxes.

This is why Qin Yu was in arrears on rent.

In fact, Qin Yu could have easily found a higher-paying job with his resume, but perhaps for the sake of his unattainable dream and to get closer to the professional arena, he ultimately chose a job with low pay and daily scolding.

It is precisely because Qin Yu has excellent professional skills and a low salary that he will not be easily fired, especially when the team is full of injured players and urgently needs a physical trainer.

"Tch, he's just a coward who bullies the weak and fears the strong."

Qin Yu curled his lip in disdain, didn't answer, and walked straight past Jameson without even glancing at him, heading directly towards Greg Oden, who was practicing shooting alone.

As the team's trainer, Qin Yu was naturally familiar with Greg Oden. Moreover, based on his memories from his previous life, he knew that Oden's ending was tragic. Some people called him a "genius ruined by injuries," a "prematurely fallen emperor," and a "bust." His talent was undeniable, but he announced his retirement at the age of 28 and never proved himself in the NBA, which was quite pitiful.

"Hi......"

Just as Qin Yu was about to greet Oden, he saw Oden's shot miss, the basketball bounce off the rim and fly towards him.

Qin Yu instinctively caught the basketball, and then froze.

A strange voice suddenly rang in my mind: "System activated, bind to host."

"System binding successful, interface refreshed."

"Please wait, please wait..."